Previously on My Best Friend:

"Werewolves. They tracked our scent, apparently. They want revenge. They are prepared for an all out war against Edward and you. We have to let Carlisle know. Now." Alice told us.

(a/n: I thought I'd try a little bit from Emily's PoV, to show how Sam and the others reacted to Jacob's death. Oh, by the way, I can't write in a male point of view, that is why I'm going with Emily…)

Sam was standing in the kitchen with me when he got the call. My hand floated to my mouth in horror. Jacob was dead? Before I knew it, I had tears spilling out of my eyes, and flowing down my face.

My fiancée looked at the boys that had just walked in the door with clouded eyes. He was obviously taking the loss of the beta in the pack very hard, though he tried to stay strong for the other guys.

Paul and Jared were the two that came in the door, Jared looking almost stoic, and Paul was almost seizing he was shaking so hard with fury.

"It was a bloodsucker's doing. The smell was all over the scene, and I have reason to believe that it was one of the Cullens. According to the hospital, Dr. Cullen has left, and there aren't any cold ones left in town. They left." Jared told us. Paul started shaking a little harder, and Sam put a hand on his shoulder, and he visibly calmed down a little.

"Has anyone seen Bella, though? She'll be heartbroken that Jacob is gone, and will be distraught again if her vampires left." I asked the group.

"She's not in town either. She's gone." Paul told us.

"Gone? Does Charlie know? If not, well, that means that she had to have been changed. That fares bad for us, since that's one more bloodsucker, and they could be staying with another coven, or clan. Whatever the hell they call themselves." Sam told Jared and Paul. Embry and Quil (who had finally phased) walked in then. "According to Jacob, she was supposed to be changed after graduation by one of the Cullens.

A hand floated, like a ghost, to my mouth in horror. I couldn't understand why anyone would willingly hand themselves over to a cold one (a/n: she's biased, what can I say?).

"You know, this means war. They broke the treaty twice over, and now they must suffer the consequences!" Sam said, slamming his fist against the table, losing his usually calm attitude. "We will have to hunt them down."

"You can't!!" I yelled, shaking my head. Then I remember the news I was going to tell him before the call. "Sam, you can't leave! I don't want to be a single mother!" Every guy turned to look at me.

"Emily…I have to. I'm sorry." he said, and the pack walked out of the house.

Bella's PoV:

Well, we were definitely screwed. Alice told us the werewolves were coming after us for killing Jacob. Despite that little fact there, none of us were too worried about the upcoming 'war'. There were a total of eleven vampires, and there was only six, well now there was five, werewolves.

So there wasn't much to do, so I was sitting on my bed while Edward was chatting with Tristan, listening to my new iPod. Random songs kept popping up, and I figured that Alice attacked it with songs from Evangeline's computer. That child is so strange, it isn't even funny. But, the song was good.

Before I knew it, my head was bobbing along with the song, and then it ended, starting with another song. This one didn't have any catchy guitar riffs or attention grabbing lyrics. I sneaked a peak at the screen, and it was labeled The Rise and Fall of Rome. Well, it was interesting to say the least. Edward would actually like this one. I stealthily stood up from the comfy bed I was laying on, and decided to go and bug the other females in the house.

But, of course, with my luck, as soon as I open the door, five girls/women run into my room. Of course, also with my luck, they each held (at least) three wedding magazines each. Right then I knew I was in for it.

At first I was going along with it, but then it got ridiculous. We wouldn't need a caterer, because no humans were going to be there (as far as I knew), but Alice and Rosalie still made me pick out food. By the way, it's fried chicken, and all the works. A full meal, being catered to a vampiric wedding, and not to mention it'll cost a lot…especially since you could get the same thing to-go from KFC (which Alice won't do).

So, after tons of pure, unadulterated, should-be-protected-by-the-eight-amendment torture, I was finally allowed to leave. It was a good thing too, since I probably would've screamed.

I walked down the stairs looking for the guys. After being cooped up with five fountains of estrogen, I needed some testosterone. Well…that and I hadn't seen Edward for a while.

It didn't take long to find them, since they were all occupying the living room, either watching or playing on Tristan's PS3. Of course, as soon as I walked into the room, someone lost a game. Before I knew it, a controller was flying at me, and I put my hands in front of my face as if I were protecting myself.

I braced myself for the impact, and it didn't come. I slowly moved my hands from in front of my face, and I saw the controller floating in midair.

"Whoa!" Tristan exclaimed. Everyone else was just staring at me. I shrugged, and, had I still been human, I would've blushed.

"Bella…? What was that?" Emmett asked, the same time Carlisle said, "I think we've found your power." Edward just stared at me with admiration.

"My power? Okay…cue excitement!" I squealed. I started jumping up and down, and the controller fell to the floor, breaking in half.

We were talking more about my power when a knock resounded through the room. Through my excitement, I stood up from my comfy seat on the couch, and went to open the door. About halfway there, I stopped. I gagged a little at the horrible stench that wafted slightly through the cracks between the doors.

"Open up, bloodsuckers, we need to have a little chat." one of the men outside said in a gruff voice, a voice that I recognized. I didn't want to go any further, so I turned and went back to Edward, while I used my power to open the door for them. The smell got worse at that point, and a few hands, including mine, floated up to their noses to protect our powerful sense of scent from the stench.

Apparently our scent was just as bad for them, because they stopped and did the exact same thing we did. Esme, probably the only vampire besides me that could hold any pity for them, suggested that we go outside. At least out there we could breathe.

"Carlisle, we have a bone to pick with you" Sam told us, and I had to choke back a giggle. The vampires turned and looked at me, and I shook my head. They left me alone, but I knew they'd ask me about it later.

"Yes?" was all that Carlisle said to the pack.

"You broke the treaty. We have a right to fight you." Paul sneered. I laughed at him. "What, bloodsucker? You think killing one of us is funny?"

"Actually, no I do not. Also, we did not break the treaty. It was already broken." I said. All eyes turned to me once more, and I shrugged to get them to look away. "Remember, Edward? How I figured out that you all were vampires? Jacob told me. He told me it was a tribal legend and nothing more. Little did he know that it was real, not just a simple Indian legend. And, Alice, the day you came back, after I jumped the cliff, Jacob brought me home. Well, even if he didn't know she was there, he went on Cullen territory. Therefore, we have the say in why we fight, not you all." I finished. "Right, Carlisle?"

I received many murderous glares from werewolves, and stares of admiration for standing up to the 'vilest creatures on Earth'.

"She does have a point, Sam." Carlisle said. I smiled, knowing that we had them beat.

"Sam, I don't want to fight. Jacob wasn't killed on purpose, I swear on my immortal life. It was only a matter of time before we had to leave again, pretend that I died. Edward and I were in our meadow, sitting, basking in the sunlight, if you will, when Jacob barged in. He was livid at the fact that I was a vampire, and tried to hurt us." I stated. "So, this is all I have to say to you. Go back to Emily before something drastic happens."


Geesh…I sound horrible. I'm so sorry for leaving it here. Who knows when I'll update again? I've kind of lost motivation to write this. The last bit was written over a period of three weeks in school when I had nothing else to do. Schools over now, but who knows.

Sorry in advance!!

Krystina the Alien