Based on the characters created by Stephanie Meyer, in her Twilight Saga series of books

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Chapter 10

The white head of the eagle turned to watch as Bill crossed the yard to the side door of the garage. She waited patiently for her prey to arrive, to run. "Soon," she crooned to herself. "Patience, just a few minutes more," she stood statue still as she waited.

"We are releasing you," Carlisle told the werewolf. "I would advise you not to take too long in leaving the property. I also advise against you returning. There are those here who are simply waiting for you to make a wrong turn."

"You act like you care, leech," he growled back.

"I prefer not to harm any intelligent being," Carlisle responded. "But if you return here, or make any attempt to harm the children here, I will take great pleasure in dusting you with silver and burning you alive."

Emmett looked at his father. It was very unlike Carlisle to threaten anyone; even werewolves. He grabbed the man out of the cage, and wrapped his arms around him, locking his arms to his sides. "And I advise you not to change," Emmett growled in his ear, "because nothing would give me greater pleasure than to pull your furry head off." Emmett turned the man so he could see his face. He smiled a big toothy smile and laughed, as he turned the man back around and headed him out the door. "Werewolf sandwiches anyone?" he yelled as he turned the man loose near where the camp fire had been earlier.

With nothing but embers left, anything close to the fire pit took on a slight red cast. The man walked closer to the embers. Looking more demonic than human, he darted looks in all directions. He began to see a semi-circle of humans and vampires closing in around him, with only one way left open to him. He laughed as he started ripping his clothes off. "They'll come … We'll come." He yelled and laughed louder. "He can't stop us forever."

His change into a wolf was excruciating to watch. It was slow, and painful. For a moment, Jacob almost felt sorry for him; almost. As this smaller, terrified wolf began to howl, Jacob/wolf stepped forward slowly, growling at the runt. The werewolf took one look at the huge alpha coming towards him and choked on his unsung howl. His hackles raised, he backed toward the opening in the circle. Jacob continued to walk forward, until suddenly the werewolf turned and ran. Jacob, ready for his move, growled at his heels for about a mile. He wanted to make sure that he stayed on course to Deeth, before he returned to the burned out fire, and his friends.

The eagle heard the whispers, but cared nothing for the words. All it meant to her, was that the prey would soon be here. She watched as the prey was pushed toward the fire. She watched with something close to amusement as it began to rip at it's clothing, and howl in pain as it changed into the form that would soon run from her. The form that would lead her to the place she was looking for. She spread her huge wings, as the prey took flight and began to lead her to it's home. She laughed to herself, an she watched the large wolf snap at the prey. "Silly little wolf must think the big wolf is slow. Silly little wolf," she screeched as she soared higher, but never lost sight of her prey.

The desert currents felt good under her wings. She soared higher, as her slow prey ran, not even knowing she was there. The prey was coming to the empty place. But he wasn't slowing down. She watched as another little wolf joined her prey. He was a little bigger, but still small. They finally stopped for a moment, and both became human. She circled lower to hear the words of the prey and his companion.

"He has to listen now. They got vamps there. And a wolf. A big fuckin' wolf."

"Hold on Pete." the new man tried to stop his pack mate from continuing to the place where their alpha stayed.. "Come back and tell Marty about it. He'll know what to do."

The eagle watched and heard as the new wolf seemed to be trying to convince the runt to do as he wished, not what he was suppose to do. Her anger was rising. The prey must continue to the place.

Both men heard the screech of the eagle high overhead. It seemed to break the bond that was forming between the two. The smaller man broke free from his pack mate. He turned back into the wolf and was running again. It was a long run for the little wolf, but he finally arrived at the ruins of Metropolis. There, near the school, the prey became man again and called to someone. The eagle glided down to settle on the highest of the ruins of the school. She watched the prey and the new human. She knew him. She screeched at the new human. She put all her anger into the screech. Then she spread her wings and screeched again.

"It's just an eagle," the runt told the pack alpha.

"Maybe," Cory watched the eagle take flight and head east. "And maybe not." He turned his attention back the the runt. "What the hell's going on that they felt the need to come to Deeth to capture one of us," Cory demanded.

"Well …," Pete stammered. "Marty got kind of tired of waiting around for you to decide what to do. So he took a few guys on a hunting trip."

Cory stretched to his full height of six foot 4 inches and looked down on Pete. "And what did he hunt?"

"Hor...hor..horses?" Pete shrank closer to the ground.

"And?"

"He … they got them about a dozen mustangs in a blind canyon,... between Tent mountain and Hole in the Wall. Had to kill the stallion right off."

"And?" Cory grew angrier.

"We … they shaved their hooves a bit, just so's we could all get a taste without chasing them clear 'cross the state."

Cory gave out a thunderous howl as he transformed into a wolf. He killed Pete on the spot, ripping his head from his body and tossing it to the side. He continued to relieve his rage on the werewolf, by ripping his chest open and taking his heart. Cory held the still beating heart in his mouth before he bit down on it, killing the werewolf forever. He threw the dead heart to the side, to join the head.

"Worthless piece of shit," Cory/wolf thought, as he headed for Deeth.

The eagle flew fast to the home place. "Tell the others," she thought to herself. "Kill them. Renegades. Inedible prey. All must die. Kill them … kill them..." the eagle repeated to herself.

When she finally arrived she soared into the large room and transformed as she landed. In moments, Jenna was dressed in jeans, flannel shirt and thick leather vest. She was pulling on her old 'combat boots' when Bill came up the stairs.

"Jenna?" he tested.

"Tell them to get ready," Jenna told him as she laced up the first boot. "We're going to war … now."

Bill disappeared down the stairs before she had completely finished talking. Jacobs pack and the Cullen's were in the front yard by the time Jenna joined them.

Jenna looked around at her friends. "You don't have to do this." Jenna started. "It's not your fight." No one moved. Jenna gave a small smile and a curt nod and began. "The werewolves at Deeth are part of Cory's line, but they have rebelled against him. He is probably on his way to kill them. I, we have to go and help." Jenna took a few steps closer to the group. "Make no mistake, all of the werewolves must be destroyed. Only one exception, that is Cory. You will know him because he is the largest and the oldest."

"Who is he?" Bella asked.

"Cory is Corin, brother to Caius of the Volturi."

"One of those that Caius missed," Carlisle commented.

Jenna nodded and made her way to the other side of the crowd. "Rose, Esme, Tony, Bill, stay here and protect the girls, just in case." They all nodded to her and took up positions in and around the house.

"Ready?" Jenna nodded and the rest of the group took off for Deeth. The pack took up positions between the vampires. They all spread out to form a crescent around Jenna, and a barrier to prevent the werewolves from escaping or getting past them to the house. They ran at Jenna's top speed. Edward knew that he could go faster, but this was Jenna's battle.

It was close to dawn before they reached Deeth. They could hear growls and howls of the werewolves being attacked. Jenna did not hesitate for a second. She leaped into the fray and began to throw werewolves out from the pile that had attacked Cory. As the others joined the fight, those flung aside were quickly dispatched. The fight didn't last long after the Quileute pack joined the fight. They took Jenna at her word and ripped off the heads of the lesser wolves and ripped out their hearts. Emmett and Jasper joined the wolves while most of the Cullens did all they could to keep Jenna from harm. They threw the werewolves to the pack, as Jenna had done. The fight lasted only minutes.

Before long, Jenna and Cory stood in the middle of the blood and bodies of the dead. Cory had changed to his human form. He stood naked, covered in the blood of his progeny. His eyes cast down as he watched all his hopes seep into the sands of the old ghost town.

"Was that all of them?" Emmett asked.

"No Martin wasn't here. Probably three or four others. I don't know where they would be."

"I do," Jenna told Cory. "He threatened Nita and my granddaughter."

Cory looked up at Jenna, and returned to wolf form quickly. There was no concerted effort this time. It was a mad dash for the house. Edward and Bella took the lead. Jacob had his pack spread out, and search for signs of the other pack.

As Bella and Edward approached the house, before the others, everything seemed quiet and normal. Bella went through the front door, and straight to the girl's room, while Edward circled the house, searching for signs of intrusion. When he found none, he joined Bella with the girls. In less than a minute, the others had arrived and were waiting in the front yard. Bella and Edward left the girls with Rosalie, who refused to leave them. Connie, in an attempt to hide her fear, was in the kitchen cooking with Esme. Bill and Tony quickly set up outdoor showers for everyone, so they could wash off the blood. Alice was one of the first to shower, so she ran for clothes for the others.

By the time everyone was cleaned and clothed, breakfast was ready. Alice made sure everyone was seated, as Esme and Connie loaded the table with food. The wolves grabbed at the food with only a small show of manners, while the others seemed to disheartened too eat.

"I'm so sorry," Cory began. "I never intended for any of this to happen. I was only..."

"Cory," Jenna began, "I think we all understand that you were only trying to save your race."

"I wanted my progeny to be something like what you have," and he looked at Jacob. "You have a well ordered pack. How is it you work so well as a team?"

The two alpha's talked about the differences between the Quileute pack, and just about every other type of were-species, and shifter, that Cory had ever known. By the end of the conversation, the two had become fast friends, and the girls had woke up and wanted breakfast. As they passed by the werewolf, Rose jumped across the room and prepared to restrain (kill) the man, should it be necessary.

"He won't hurt them," Edward tried to tell Rosalie. She only glared at him and watched the werewolf even closer.

"Did I hear right," Rosalie started, after the girls were safely seated with their parents. "This is the brother of Caius? The Volturi who wanted to kill Renesmee. The Volturi that wanted to kill Edward and Bella and Alice." Her voice was almost a hiss. "You sit and talk to him as if it was nothing."

"Rose," Carlisle quieted her. "He is a guest in Jenna's home."

"He's the leader of the werewolves that want to kill Renesmee and Nita," she spat at Cory.

"No one's killing the girls," Jacob pushed out between mouthfuls of food. "We're pretty sure that this Martin doesn't even know about us yet," Jacob smiled.

"When breakfast is done, we'll all discus the next move," Jenna ended all conversation. "Until then, everyone must eat. Carlisle, it might not be a bad idea to send our family out four at a time, to hunt. We don't know how long we may be waiting for signs of the others. Bill, Tony, you too Connie. Eat. I hate to waste food." and everyone ate. Bella, Edward, Jasper and Alice left to hunt. Carlisle, Esme, Emmett and Rose, would go as soon as they returned.

The growing group of defenders was beginning to calm down and prepare for a fight. The food on the table quickly disappeared, and the Cullen women helped Connie clear the table. All but Rosalie. She refused to leave the girls, again.

"Not as long as that Volturi werewolf is in the house," She fought with Emmett.

"You need to hunt too," Emmett warned her.

"So does Nessie," Rose threw at him.

"Jacob is bringing her in a deer," Emmett told her. "We'll all cover the barn, while she eats."

"It's not hunting, she might not eat," Rose remembered when they had tried to get Renesmee to take down a deer, before. She had refused, saying that it tasted funny.

"She's old enough to understand that under these circumstances, there is no choice. We can't let her hunt," Emmett finished as he pulled Rose out the door with him. "We're all eating close to the house, today," and they joined Carlisle and Esme on thier hunt.