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(Jake POV)
I could see something in him snapped at Alice's words.
I could hear a low grumbling in his chest as his body started vibrating. I looked at Alice and her eyes told the truth. The entire pack slowly backed away from our former Alpha. His shaking intensified and the low rumble in his chest got louder and louder. I could see his entire body tensing and untensing, flexing and unflexing.
It was like he was phasing all over again.
He hadn't phased in about three months, phasing so suddenly would be painful. The pack looked worridly at me.
"Let him be. This has to happen." I reassured them.
We watched our brother phase in a slow and probably painful change. He rolled off the king size bed as his body transformed into a familiar big jet black wolf. If the room wasn't so big, he probably wouldn't have even fit inside. He looked at Alice, almost questioning whether she was telling the truth.
He had gone from a dying shell of a man to a seething and pissed off wolf that had lost his mate, and wanted him back.
I knew Sam could feel that the time was right, all he needed was reassurance.
His black form moved towards the pixie vamp, showing the pure stealth and power his body held once again. As he stood before her, he lowered his frame a couple of inches so that he was able to square his head with the girl. His eyes narrowed, his nostrils flared with a nasal huff; indicating for her to start explaining, as well as to see if she was telling the truth or not. I could see if he caught a hence of mendacity coming from her. It would be her last spoken words.
The pixie stood her ground, standing in a relaxed posture and made eye contact with Sam. She was a smart girl.
"It's time Sam. We have to go to my house and discuss a few things. It's the truth." She explained.
Sam looked from her to me.
"Let's go Sam." I said. He bowed his head and I bowed mine back.
We quickly made our way out of the house and soon we were all running as a pack towards the Cullen's house, with Alice in the lead. The pack's thoughts were full of questions and they all wanted answers, with the exception of Sam.
His thoughts were silent. But the only thing that floated in his mind was Embry.
Jake? Sam thought to me.
Yeah?
What if something happened to him? I'm so god damn scared for him... I don't know what's gonna happen. He confessed.
No! You can't think like that. Embry is a tough guy, he'll make it. I promise. I thought firmly.
I knew it was risky to promise such a thing. But somehow, I knew Embry was going to pull through. He always does. Sam turned his towards me.
You promise?
Yes. He'll make it, he always does.
We reached the Cullen's house. Alice told us to wait outside, because apparently something happened. I could hear thunderous growling booming from inside the house. I could hear Alice telling Emmet to take Jasper out much to Jasper's refusal.
You could feel the tense emotion even from outside; it was so strong that I felt myself becoming nauseated. After about 10 minutes, the house calmed down and Alice told us we could enter. The pack phased and dressed before walking inside the house. I could smell something... something that I remember from our time in the field when the V-vamps came.
"Yes... Jasper... killed Irina. Apparently, she delivered another video, made a smart ass comment and it set him off. No one stopped him, and I'm glad." Alice said. I nodded, thankful at least one of the three hatful bitches was dead.
I didn't miss Sam's confusion at the mention of videos being delivered. I seriously was dreading this part.
The house was cleaned up compared to our last visit, where everything had been a mess. I could see Carlisle talking to Jasper in another room quietly. Whatever the Doc was saying, somewhat calmed Jasper down... for now.
I looked over at Sam, he seemed to be deep in thought, but I knew exactly what he was thinking. And I could only hope I could keep my promise.
(Sam POV)
My mind was mixed with thousands of thoughts, yet all of them led to one big question. One thought:
Was Embry ok?
I couldn't... no I wouldn't live with myself if something horrible happened to him. I wondered if Jake could keep his promise. But I knew one thing, and that was that I was going to keep my promise to Embry.
That I'd come for him.
No one but him. Even if it was the last thing I did on Earth. I was going to get him.
I had gone through anger, guilt, depression, and now I was paranoid and worried. My mind kept going through all the things that could have happened to Embry in the past months.
Months without my imprint, that was time that I could never, ever get back. All because I couldn't hold onto him, because I let him go. That was the worst thing an imprinter could to their imprintee. The worst thing a person could to their mate... Letting them go.
Like a crow chasing a butterfly.
I let him slip just through my fingers. I'd never thought he'd slip away, but he did.
Would Embry forgive me? Embry was a lot of thing, and forgiving people was one of his best qualities. It seemed as though he never got mad. I couldn't remember the last time he had a slip up, if he ever had one.
I brought my mind back to reality. I couldn't focus on what could have happened to Embry. All I needed to focus on was getting him back. I had a feeling that he was ready to give up.
I brought my attention to the black hard vamp when she mentioned video types being delivered. This was something I was going to have to question them about if it also considered Embry.
As I stepped in to the house I saw Jasper standing back with the Doc speaking calmly to him. I don't think if he respected the Doc so much he would have to him to fuck off, and get the hell out of his face because he didn't know the pain of losing your mate.
I saw that my assumption was right when I saw Jasper shaking and flexing his arm muscles that hung stiffly by his side. His face set in a hard expression; unfocused, yet focused on one thing and one thing only... his mate. Just like me.
Just when I could have swear he was about to strike the Doc, a vampire who could have passed as Jaspers twin brother, called out ' Major' firmly before pushing him away from the Doc. Not before telling the Doc and the others he needed to get him away from everyone who couldn't control their emotions, and giving the Doc a piece of advice to never, ever tell the 'Major' what to do if he valued his life.
I was being to think this fucker possessed brutal power.
The Doc nodded in understanding with a glint of fear in his eyes before he started his way over to the pack.
"I know, this has been more than a tough time for you, as it has been for my family. But the sooner we get to Volturi, the better. Alice says she saw enough to know what we should do. The timing has to be perfect. And that's because... well... lets just say Edward and Embry won't be in good shape when we get there."
At this I cringed. Now, I had to ask.
"Doc, can I talk to you, privately?" I asked. Carlisle nodded.
"Of course." He said and led us outside, not too deep in the woods but enough for privacy.
"So, what do you need talk about? Embry?" He guessed. I nodded and took a deep breath.
"What... what do you think the Volturi are doing to Embry?" I asked worriedly. Carlisle sighed.
"Do you really want to know?"
I shook my head.
"No... But I have to." I said.
Carlisle nodded. I saw disgust cross his features, sadness, fear, desperation, and worst of all; I could see he was completely lost. I knew that feeling of being in the cold dark. It was nothing worse than seeing blindly and feeling of spike of raw emotions.
When he began to speak, his voice was distant, as if he didn't want to be in the 'knowing' of what was going to leave his mouth, for the simple fact that it was reality, it was our reality. I also knew that feeling of twisted misguided illusion.
"The Volturi... are very, shall we say 'creative' when it comes to torture and death. They have no mercy. They thrive on pain. Thrive on the screams of the innocent. It's like they need it, just as much as they need blood. And with Emily on the guard, who is basically the ultimate puppetmaster, they're that much more dangerous." He explained, but I could tell he wasn't done.
"They love to play the game of submission." He said quietly. I bit my lip hard, closing my eyes. I didn't want to hear that word. Submission.
"But I can see Embry is strong. A tough young man and making him submit would be a challenge. It seems as though... he would die before he'd submit to anyone but you." Carlisle said.
I'll say this right now, Embry wasn't tough. He's the most sensitive one in the pack. But he was strong, and there was a big difference between toughness and strength.
I looked at the Doc worriedly.
"That's what I'm afraid of." I said, yielding the tears back. Then something popped into my thoughts.
"Doc, you speak as if you have seen everything Embry is going through yourself, not to mention this thing about videos I have heard said. Can you tell me something that I am obviously missing?" I asked almost desperately.
He couldn't even look me in the eyes anymore as he hung his head and mumbled words I would never want to hear again.
"Son, I have been walking this earth for over five hundred years and in my time I have seen the workings of hate of powered fueled evil. I have seen people at their greediest, prideful, lustful, envious, wrathful, and laziness. I have seen what being of different skin color and being of a different culture has been like for many of people. I have seen both kinds of evil and monsters beings, being they're either mortal or immortal."
" But until I leave this earth…" He broke off in a shaky voice
"Until I leave this earth, I will never in my entire existence forget the images of Edward and Embry have had endured at the hands of people who are meant to protect our kind and respect others. The anguish I saw in their eyes….both..both are dying."
"The tapes…the tapes you have heard mention are warnings and alternatives for my family. These videos show…they show the abuse my son and your imprint has gone through. There're thoroughly documented."
"Sam I sorr-" I put my hand up to stop him.
I have no words that I could utter for someone to understand what I was feeling, what I knew my imprint was feeling.
"Carlisle." I said in a whisper.
"Yes, son?" He asked looking up at me for the first time, his eyes dead to the world and filled with venomous tears. I knew mine where the same.
In a unsteady voice I was able to muster a 'Show me.'
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