Divina POV

I could feel everyone's eyes staring at me, waiting for me to speak. It was really unnerving. I mean I was about to explain everything to strangers. But did I really have a choice? I could lie, but I wouldn't be able to come up with something convincing enough to explain it all. I guess mom said that honesty was always best. But she also said that we protect our own. coincidently I trusted these people more than my own right now… not that that was saying much.

I let out a sigh, "Alright, I've never talked about this stuff with an outsider, so cut me some slack, I'm way rusty. But I'll do my best."

I felt Jake's hand on my lower back. It felt nice, but it was very distracting. "I guess I'll just start with the beginning…"

I heard a scoff, "Yeah that's usually a good place to start."

I threw Embry a glance, "Please save all unnecessary comments until never. Please and thank you." He pretended to zip his lips, while flipping me off. That was actually pretty good. I might have to use that.

"Anyway… You guys want to know what I am." I took a deep breath. Just tell it like Mom used to tell it. When you were little. "Well, I actually don't even know for sure."

I heard Quil start to say something, but Embry elbowed him. "There are theories… Or I guess legends, sure… But no one really knows. Many legends including the protectors who transform into wolves, pretty lame if you ask me," I smirked attempting to lighten the mood, "or the cold ones who are forced to become monsters."

It was so silent. All that could be heard was the fire. It was unnerving, but I continued. "And then there are legends about us… They aren't shared or spread, so I'm not really surprised you haven't heard them."

"I personally think it's just a genetic defect or something, but most of my kind believe in the stories."

My eyebrow quirked up, "Supposedly, back in the ancient times. Angels visited down from heaven, fascinated by the earth, and most importantly humans."

My eyes locked on the fire, but I wasn't really seeing. They glossed over, lost in the story I had been told so many times. "During their visits to earth, they broke the most important rule of their kind, getting involved with humans."

"Children were born from Angels and 'Daughters of men.' They were called Nephilim, if you're familiar with the bible. These children were inherently beautiful, pure, and perfect in every form. Too perfect to be of this world. Everyone loved them, especially the cold ones."

"They were known as demons during that time, wondering the earth, feeding on humans. Although humans were in danger, no one was in greater danger than the Nephilim. Their angelic blood appealed to them so much. And draining a Nephilim of it's blood is said to give them unimaginable strength, and in even some cases special abilities."

Everyone was still so silent, hanging on my every word. The words I spoke weren't even mine. I wasn't even really here… I was in my room as a little girl, listening to my mother tell us the stories. We would beg her every night to tell it again, and she always would.

"The angels were devastated by the continuous deaths of their beloved children, so they took action. They gave their children defenses against the demons, making them able to protect themselves and the humans they cared about so dearly."

"The Nephilim no longer carried any scent, and moved soundlessly throughout the world, making them impossible to track and giving them the element of surprise. They maintained their beautiful appearance, making them able to get anyone to do as they wanted. They were given unhuman like strength and cunning, with inherent instincts in combat. Heightened senses to level the playing field, and they made them immune to the enemy's venom, so that they wouldn't be tainted by the darkness. They were designed by their fathers to be the perfect enemy to their enemy."

"With these new survival skills, they were able to thrive and protect the humans from these creatures. They had kids of their own, passing on angelic blood to them with other Nephilim or humans. However, the angelic bloodline decreased and decreased every generation, without any more visits from angels. They knew now what could happen when they broke their most important rule. They got attached." I glanced towards Jacob. He was looking at me, with a weird expression on his face. I looked away quickly.

"People with the bloodline became nothing more than that, people. People with uncommon beauty and grace, but people."

I paused for dramatic effect, just like my mom used to do. "Unless they were fortunate enough to be bitten by a vampire." I felt Jake stiffen next to me.

"Now this is where it gets a little sketchy… No one really knows why it happens, but vampire venom seems to awaken a gene in those who still carry a small percentage of the bloodline. Instead of taint it like it does for humans, it purifies it. A vampire who feeds from an unchanged Nephilim becomes sick instantly, leaving them to complete the change."

"Once the gene is awakened, and the purified angelic blood flows more than before, the person changes into the warrior that their ancestors had been. That person can now pass on the gene to their children and their children's children, creating a defense against the demons century's later, as a gift from the angels above, to the humans they loved so much."

I stopped talking and everyone stayed silent. I blinked a few times, bringing myself out of a trance. "But like I said before, I don't really believe all that angelic, otherworldly shit. I think it's just a genetic defect." No way was I part angel. No way in hell. Sorry, another bad joke.

Still silence. Then finally Embry spoke, "What the hell? So you're saying you're like a part angel weird freaky hybrid thing?"

"I'm just telling you what I've been told, alright? No one really knows."

"So you're saying you're a Nephilim?" the leader finally spoke. He sounded skeptical.

I took in another breath. "I guess you could say that, but the term's kind of ancient. We don't really use that anymore. We just call ourselves slayers." I shrugged.

Quil let out a snort, "What? Like buffy the vampire slayer?"

I smirked a little, "It's kind of an inside joke. Hollywood really doesn't get anything right."

"Good point." I ran my hand through the top of my hair.

Seth piped up. "So you… you hunt vampires? Like us?" Jake stiffened next to me. It was the first reaction I had felt out of him. I really wanted to look at his face, but I couldn't make myself do it. He probably thought I was some kind of freak. Heck, I was some kind of freak.

I heard one of the other guys laugh. I think his name was Paul maybe? The meathead. I looked at him sternly, "Oh come on, Seth. You don't actually believe that do you? We were made to kill those bloodsuckers! She-"

"She was created to do the exact same thing. I just don't have to transform into a giant animal to get the job done."

He narrowed his eyes at me. "Oh, yeah? Cause it doesn't look like your hunting to me. It looks more like you're running, buffy." I saw Jacob lean forward, making a barrier between Paul and me.

My Jaw tensed. "Yeah, well, this isn't my usual strategy. There was a… complication."

"What kind of complication?" The leader pressed. My eyes drifted back to the fire.

"The major kind."

"Does this have anything to do with all the bloodsuckers who have been traveling in our territory?"

My eyes didn't leave the fire, "Now that… is another very long story." One that I really didn't want to get into.

"We've got time. Enlighten us, oh warrior princess." I made a mental note to punch Quil sometime in the near future.

I sighed again, "We don't generally travel alone. We travel in a pack, just like you all do. Just… on two legs instead of four. We all band together as a unit."

"But you're on your own right now-"

My teeth clenched together, "I'm getting there."

I paused not really wanting to talk about the next part. Don't show emotion. Don't show weakness. "Most of the time I go on hunts with my family… or I did anyway. My mom was bitten when she was younger, causing the change. She was found by a family who had been hunting the leech, and she was taken in by them. It went similarly for my Dad, but later in life. With both our parents being carriers, the gene passed on easily to me, my brother, and my sister."

I felt like I was going to be sick. The hand Jacob had put on my back started to move in circles in a comforting way. I took a deep breath and continued. "It's a lot easier when your born into it… to adjust, I guess. It was hard for my parents, but a lot easier for us. We trained with them, and other people like us. I started training from the time I could walk, but you have to wait until your twelfth birthday to go on your first hunt."

"Twelve?! Twelve years old?! Then they just send you out to be slaughtered?" Jared, I think.

"Some of your pack aren't much older. We know the risks. We don't choose it anymore than you do."

He fell silent, and I continued. "My family and I always hunted together, occasionally teaming up with other groups if it was a big job. We followed specific vampire covens or went to areas with too many suspicious disappearances for there not to be something going on."

I raised up an eyebrow, "We never had to travel to this area much. I guess I know why now."

"Am I missing the part where you explain the bloodsuckers coming onto our land?"

"You guys are so impatient; I'm getting to it all right? If I just skip to that part, you'll just keep asking me questions about what happened before so let me just tell it in order. Geez."

I rubbed my hands on my jeans. They were starting to sweat from anticipation. "We only have a few rules among our kind. 1. Protect normals and your own above yourself. 2. Keep our kind a secret. So thanks for making me break that one. And 3. Never let a Vamp feed on you alive. The extra boost our blood gives them only works if we're alive. Plus, it's a shame to go out that way." I looked down at the ground.

"We had a couple of slip ups, and some Vampires got away. Dumb mistakes from people who got cocky. Word spread among the leeches, and it started to become a chess game. Them attempting to hunt us, and us hunting them. We had to be even more on guard than usual."

My jaw clenched up thinking about the next part of the story. Anger seeping through my veins. "One idiot, a coward, got caught by a tracker working for an old Vampire Coven. Apparently the oldest leeches around."

"The Volturi." Jake spoke for the first time during my entire speech. My hands clinched up at the mention of the name. "Yeah, them."

My finger nails were digging into my palm from squeezing them so hard. "He begged and pleaded with the enemy, going against everything we were trained. A coward. A fucking coward."

I let out a few breaths. "He offered them a trade. His life for more of what they wanted, his own people."

I let out a few more breaths to calm down. My voice came out, void of emotion. "My family was close with him. We'd worked together with his group on a lot of stuff. We trained with him and grew up together." I didn't harp any more on how close we had been.

"He asked to meet me to talk about a hunt," Not really true, "And he caught me off guard and knocked me out with some kind of drug."

My jaw was hurting form how hard I was clenching my teeth together. "When I woke up, I was tied up, along with my entire family. We were in a huge, old castle, but all I could focus on was the awful smell. The Vampire lair, of all Vampire lairs. There were so many of them, but five of them seemed to be most important. They were especially creepy, even for a leech."

I closed my eyes. Thinking about that place was too much. My own personal hell.

"Each of the leaders… the most important ones… picked a member of my family like it was a buffet." Fire burned behind my eyes as I remembered them each being dragged off, one by one. None of them said a word, not a single plead for help. Not even little Delaney. Warriors until the end.

I blinked a couple of times, willing the memories away. "I was left last. Apparently one main Vamps had asked to keep me, like I was a pet."

The words of the oldest vampire rang in my head, 'He seems quite taken with you, our little Alec. And who am I to object. After all, I'm really pretty curious about your kind myself. Shouldn't hurt to run a few experiments as long as we've got you. And if he changes his mind Well… there's always dessert.'

Stupid leech. "They ran random tests on me, to try and find out about my kind sense I refused to talk. I stayed there for about a month, surprised that they hadn't just finished what they'd started." Anything would have been better than that. Even death by the fangs of those pretentious bastards. Everyday that Alec leech came to see me, everyday I expected him to end it, but he didn't. No one would put me out of my misery.

"One day I heard them talking about a bunch of them leaving to travel somewhere, leaving the place the emptiest it had been. The most unprotected. I knew it was going to be my only chance to get out." I remembered the leech coming in and telling me goodbye. Promising he'd be back. My skin crawled.

"They kept me pretty drugged up most of the time, but I managed to work my way out eventually." Fights with leeches without any form of weaponry, wondering around the darkest of tunnels just wanting to see the sunlight, stealing a car, just fighting to survive, fighting to not let them win.

"I knew when they realized I was gone they'd be furious. They don't do well with people besting them. I knew they'd come after me, so I went with a new strategy…. I ran."

Everyone was silent. My eyes burned from being close to the fire, and maybe something else. "They've put out a pretty hefty reward for their little science experiment. Vamps from all over are trying to get a crack at capturing me, and others just want a bite at me themselves."

I moved my eyes away from the fire, and looked up at the leader. "That's why their here. They've followed the only path I can't avoid leaving, dead vampires. Not to mention the extra deaths of their kind in this area from you guys. So, you want it to stop. Let me go."

It was silent for a second and then meathead started laughing. "Oh come on! You guys don't actually believe this shit right? You all saw those creepy as hell ancient vamps, and you believe they captured her and she somehow escaped? Her? She's just a girl for fucks sake."

I stood up my hands shaking. Jake grabbed my arm, but I yanked it out of his grip, "I didn't ask you to believe me. I'm just giving you your information that you so desperately wanted. If I'm just some girl, then you can all just leave me the fuck alone!"

Jake had stood up behind me, "Paul shove off. Leave your two sense to yourself."

He rolled his eyes, "I'm just saying what everyone's thinking. Where's your proof sweetheart? Huh?"

I smirked at him, "How about you come over here and let me show you-"

"ENOUGH!" Paul flinched, but I didn't move.

Sam was looking at the ground thinking. "You can see from our side how your story does sound a bit ridiculous…"

I gasped in disbelief, "You have got to be shitting me right? Oh I believe you morph into a giant wolf, no problem. But oh no, there's no way there are other things out there that you don't know about."

"With the lack of proof-"

"You saw me kill one of them! Does that not count for anything?"

"It means you could be telling the truth, or it could have been luck-"

"Luck? Really? Do you believe a normal human would have luck in combat with a leech? Now that's what is actually unbelievable."

He sighed, "Alright, I get it. Although I'm not sure all parts of what you're saying is the truth, I believe the part about the Leeches hunting you. It makes sense with what the bloodsucker said to you, and the traveling. Not to mention your timeline and description of those ancient Vamps adds up."

"Put that all together by yourself, did ya?" I said sarcastically sitting back down. I thought about asking how they knew so much about the Volteri, but I didn't. I just wanted to go to sleep again. Go to sleep and never wake up.

Jacob was still staring daggers at Paul, but he sat down on the ground in front of me.

Sam ignored me, "So, now we just have to figure out what we're going to do."

My head shot up, "What we're going to do? Hell no. Sorry buddy but I didn't ask for your help."

His demeanor didn't change. "This is just as much our job as it is yours, alright? You said so yourself. You need numbers, we can provide them. You know you can't keep running forever."

I rubbed my face with my hands, "I wasn't planning on running forever. I was just gonna take out as many as I could until my time caught up with me."

"Well let us give you a knew strategy. One that will end without you getting yourself killed." What he didn't know is I was already dead. Inside anyway.

I was done arguing, for now anyway. They wanted to help? Fine. Let them think they can, until I can find my exit. "Whatever you say chief. You're the boss."

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Story time with Div and yay for answers. But man does she have some baggage. There is way more depth to this character than meets the eye. I hope you like her as much as I do. Let me know what you think of Div, or anything really in the comments. Favorite and follow to be updated when i've got more stuff to throw your way. Love you guys. Until next chapter.

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