Chapter Twenty One
Sorry guys--this isn't much, just Jake's POV. I'll write what happens next tmo--I just wanted you to see his thoughts.
I surprised a lot of you on the last chapter! Yay!!
Sorry for such a long delay on this chapter! School, work, ISUs, and upcoming exams are taking a big toll on my time. I'll write a lot more when exams are done! However, I managed to make some time to write this!
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NOTE: Some of you are wondering whats up with Bella and Jake, and when Edward is coming back. I can answer neither. I will not give away anything. All I can say is that: trust me, I haven't forgotten Edward, and that I am no more Team Jacob than I am Team Edward. Thus, anything can happen. [Oh, joy! Who doesn't just love suspense?!]
Story Description: Edward left Bella, and she started to count on Jacob to be her personal sun. Then he left her, too. Bella decides the best way to cope with her depression would be to find someone to change her; then she can find the Cullens and get answers. She knows she needs to do this if she ever wants closure. She eventually found Laurent in Denali, and he agreed to change her. However, we then find out he just did it so he could get a reward from the Volturi for bringing such a talented vampire their way. Bella realizes that once she gets her answers, she'll have no home, no family. She decides that the best thing to do would be to join the Volturi, with plans on finding the Cullens sometime in the near future.
Previously, the Volturi went to Seattle to stop the newborn army causing havoc across the land. It was really a ploy for Victoria to get her hands on Bella, using her father Charlie to lure her in (thinking Alice's visions would catch it). Bella kills Victoria, but not until Victoria had already killed Charlie. The pack was fighting the newborns, and the Volturi asked them to step aside to 'serve justice'. Bella saved Bree, and Jake took up Aro's offer to join the Volturi as a trial for a year as a guard dog. What will happen now?
CHAPTER Twenty One
Jake's POV
I. Can't. Believe. It.
The redhead had been getting worse, and we had plans to attack. Then she kidnapped Charlie. We sought after her to get him back and to finally put a stop to her, but she was backed up by a huge army of her own. We were outnumbered. The vampires were unskilled, however, and we managed to keep up an even fight. We had no deaths as of yet, unfortunately, neither did say. Whose group would start dying first?
We'd been there for nearly an hour. Then, suddenly, a large group of bloodsuckers came in. They walked majestically, as if they owned the word. We spat at the sight of them.
'Are they with the redhead?' Embry though nervously.
We didn't know. We couldn't think long about it, either, because we had a fight of our own to keep up. Luckily, it seemed the leeches were surprised by the new parasite's presence. They must not be together.
Hopefully, they would soon leave. We had a fight to win. And win is the only option we have. We tried multiple times to save Charlie, but he was too well protected. Fighting was the only solution. Our pack was big—there were ten of us—but that's not enough to hold up long against these vamps.
I had a blonde bloodsucker on one side and a black haired one on the other. I was fighting back and forth between the two, trying to watch my back. No one was winning as of yet. It wouldn't be long until something happens, though. Every pack member has two ticks to slaughter—it won't be easy. We might not make it.
That's when I heard a chime-like voice scream, "GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY FATHER!" I whipped around quickly, stunned by the outburst. I noticed all the leeches and the pack had turned around as well.
The girl who called was charging across the meadow, leaving the black hooded group of bloodsuckers and racing towards the redhead, and Charlie. I was scared at first, wondering if this girl was going to go kill Charlie. Then I realized how stupid that thought was—she was obviously not working with these people. However, the redhead didn't seem overly surprised by her appearance here, but was rather eyeing her critically.
That's when her words clicked into my head; 'get your hands off my father'. Her father is Charlie? She's trying to protect Charlie? She's his daughter? She's....she's...Bella?!?
I gazed at her body, trying to decipher if this was the girl I had missed so dearly. I didn't realize how important she was to me. Over the past month, I missed her terribly, but now seeing her...the emotions I'm feeling are overwhelming. Especially when she's a bloodsucker.
Her long chestnut hair swayed from her ponytail, loose pieces of her hair flaring behind her in the wind. She had pallid white skin, which was gleaming in the sun like thousands of tiny diamonds embedded into her skin. Her full, cherry red lips were still open from her outburst, and her arched eyebrows were mashed together in fury. Her eyes were unlike these ticks; they were not a bright, fluorescent red, but rather a dulling crimson with a perhaps a few orange specks.
I watched her run agilely towards the redhead; rage pumped into her every step. I watched in awe as her shapely body pumped closer to her father, trying to save him from the auburn leech's grasp.
I had an odd desire then to run towards her, to stop her. I wanted to protect her, to keep her safe from the savage bloodsucker. I wanted to wrap my arms around her and nuzzle my head into her hair. I wanted to brush my warm hand against her cold face, and tell her how much I've missed her. I wanted to stare into her eyes and tell her exactly how much I loved her...
'JACOB! SHE'S A FILTHY BLOODSUCKER!' I heard Leah screech at me through her thoughts. And she was right—Bella is now a filthy leech. But why do I still love her so, so much? I love her more than before I left, more than any crush or infatuation. I love her more than my pack, my sisters, even my own father...I loved her more than my whole life.
My frame began to shake from the core. I had to control myself; I'm phased, and any false move could set all the leeches around me off. I couldn't control myself, though. I had just realized something absolutely horrific...and at the same time...absolutely wonderful.
I just imprinted on Bella Swan; bloodsucker, leech....the love of my life.
"Bella?" I heard Charlie call. It is Bella. I have to help her! I have to save her father!
She ran closer towards him, agony, pain, and hatred pure on her face. "Dad, I'm so sorry!" she cried, putting even more energy into her sprint. I could see the rage and anger pouring out of here, pumping her muscles with energy, trying to go as fast as she could. Her efforts were in vain.
Without warning, Charlie was slammed against a tree by the redhead, who then took her granite hand and crushed it through his flesh, blood, bones...and heart. His body was on the ground, warped into unnatural shapes. He was dead. Billy's best friend, Bella's father, Fork's Police Chief...was dead. Gone. Never coming back. Not even a vampire's venom could save him now.
"Charlie!" Bella screamed deafeningly, piercing my ears. I felt my heart tearing itself into pieces. Worse than the realization that Charlie was dead was the pain Bella was experiencing. It hurt me worse than any words could ever say.
"Mate for mate...you're going down." Ginger spat. What does 'mate for mate' mean?
Bella ran faster. I watched tense, expecting the redhead to crush Bella with her obvious skills. I didn't know what to do. Before I had a chance to fully process the thought, Victoria was writhing on the ground. No one was touching her, but she was in obvious agony.
The sorrow in Bella's eyes was replaced with bitter hate and malevolence. I could see the longer for revenge clearly in her eyes, wanting to pay the redhead back for all the damage she had done.
Time passed unbearably slow as I watched Bella stare down ginger, who in turn was crumpled in unnatural positions on the damp forest floor. The redhead shrieked, screamed, sobbed, screeched, cried out, begged...but nothing she did stopped the pain she was obviously being exposed to. I found myself undeniably happy for the pain she was being caused.
Time passed slowly, and it felt as though we had been there for days watching the redhead wither in much-deserved agony.
We had not resumed our fight; both sides had their eyes fixed on Bella and ginger, wondering what was a very short leech with pale brown hair suddenly appeared beside her. I noticed Bella give her a nod, as the short girl began to focus intently on the redhead. Bella walked towards her limp and broken father. I heard every word she spoke, blaming his death entirely on herself and telling him how sorry she is, how much she loves him and misses him...
I let a low whine escape my lips. It'snot Bella's fault this happened. She had just wanted to get away from the pain she felt from that revolting bloodsucker leaving her behind to wither away. She was in so much pain—it was embedded and engraved in her eyes, her voice, her every movement. Her shapely body had been reduced to near skin and bones, and dark under circles outlined her bloodshot eyes. Billy told me stories Charlie had told him, of her screaming every night, sometimes even crying. Of her not speaking unless spoken to, of her being sent into a zombie state. Then she found me, and I started to help her. She was doing so much better, even if she still felt pain from everything that reminded her of him. I was helping her get over it, then she gave up. She left just to ask him why he left...she gave up her live, her mortality, her family, her friends, her everything for him...for just an explanation for him. She deserved so much better, and he deserved this same agony the ginger was getting.
Bella began to walk back towards the redhead, leaving her broken and bleeding father on the cold ground. How come she didn't go after his blood? How can she be so sensitive when she's something so...so...cruel and heartless. How can she not me a monster when her every feature is trying to make her that way?
Bella gave another nod to the short leech, and soon ginger has stopped shaking and was on her feet. I listened intently to their exchange, growling every so often. The redhead has a name, Victoria. She brought Charlie here just to lure Bella in, to try to kill Bella to make Edward suffer for killing her mate. Doesn't she know Edward left her long ago? Or...is this recent? Did she find him and then ginger's mate came and tried to hurt her, and Edward killed him? Could she be back with Edward? My heart wrenched at the thought.
That's when I heard words that brought me both relief and pain. She told him how her and Edward have split, how he doesn't give a care what happens to her anymore—and she's so true.
Then Victoria threatened to kill the Cullens too, and Bella defended them. I growled at that—how she could be so loyal to the people who had caused her so much underserved pain.
Bella told her she wasn't leaving alive, and I heard ginger mutter under her breath 'oh really?' with a thick air of sarcasm.
Bella wasn't moving. I saw her standing there, as if in shock, terror, and rage. I could see a million emotions and thoughts pass through her eyes, but she made no move. Ginger would surely soon attack. I couldn't allow that.
I raced away from the pack without another thought, and although their thoughts yelled at me to stop, I only pushed harder towards Bella. I reached her quickly, and stood in front of her, shielding her from the leech.
I grasped her granite arm in my large, jagged teeth, ready to pull her to shreds. Then, abruptly I was slammed away from the bloodsucker, the bones cracking in my arm from the exchange. I could feel they were still in the right place, though, and would set properly when they heal. Unfortunately, I was going to be crippled for the rest of the fight. Why did Bella do that? I questioned myself, angered I couldn't rip ginger to shreds and burn her to ash for all she has done.
Bella and Victoria were fighting, and I could tell it was a close fight. I was about to run in between them when I noticed ginger slice her razor teeth over Bella's skin, but it didn't leave a mark. This stunned me.
Before I had a chance to decide what to do next, ginger called a leech named Riley towards me. He was tall and muscular...but still inexperienced. I am the biggest in the pack, the Beta—rightful Alpha—I could take him down.
It took all my strength and effort to defeat him, but I did it. For my pack, for Charlie, for my family, for Bella.
I ripped him to shreds and tossed them into one big heap; Bella did the same to ginger. One of the bloodsuckers then came and lit them on fire, after Bella screamed viciously for them to be burned.
I, with the pack, now had to concentrate on tearing the other parasites limb from limb. I was startled, however, then they suddenly stopped fighting and began to stumble around, as if they suddenly lost their sight. Probably one of the bloodsuckers abilities—legend has it some vampires have special gifts. Ugh. Luckily, it had no effect on us.
Sam appeared in his human form to talk to the black hooded leeches; the ones Bella came with. We watched tensely, nervous for his safety.
The vamps we had been fighting were called 'newborns'—they had only recently been bitten and were inexperienced. Sam asked if the new leeches would be leaving once their so-called justice is served. The man, Aro, told him they would, after first speaking to us. I wonder what that meant.
The 'Vohwl-tore-ey' proceeded towards the newborn leeches, taking away the empty look in their eyes and beginning to question them. Apparently, they broke the 'vampire law' (what a joke), and were now going to be annihilated. What a nice group. It was Götterdämmerung.
I noticed Bella talking quietly to a bloodsucker with short brown-coloured hair; I listened intently to the exchange. The girl, Bree, begged for Bella to not kill her—to let her live. She said she didn't have a choice in doing this, and that they didn't know fully what the rules entailed.
Bella, selfless and caring as always—even as a filthy bloodsucker—promised to talk to the Vohwltoreey for her. Another short bloodsucker in one of the black dress...things...questioned her about killing the girl, and Bella defended her. She saved her life. I was in awe...even if what she did would only save a leech.
Aro requested to Sam for us to change into our human forms for him to talk to us. Sam refused—it wasn't a safe idea. Then Aro said his idea—he wanted to use us as guard dogs for them.
My brothers and sisters alike all growled menacingly at the leeches in black dresses; we are not to be stepped on like that. Don't they know that vampires are our mortal enemies?!
The idea slowly began to sink in, however. If I joined, just for a short while...I could see Bella again. I could talk to her, get to know her again...tell her how much I love her—even if she does reek and is a bloodsucker.
Sam told Aro a firm no, and Aro chuckled at the response. I decided I didn't like this Aro guy. What's his problem, anyway?
I couldn't hate him too badly, however, because I wanted to join him. I wanted to be a part of his group and spend time with Bella; I need to be with her.
"I will try being a guard dog for you group, consider me a trial. I could stay a year." I stated, in the strongest voice possible. I didn't want my voice to shake in front of them. I was clearly scared, and frightened by this decision. But it would be worse than to live without Bella.
I heard her gasp at my comment, and hoped terribly that Bella wasn't angry at me for wanting to join her. Could she hate me for being a wolf? Or for always wanting to be more than just friends? Or even for the two weeks before she ran away that I didn't talk to her? Along with her gasp, she called my name, questioningly, "Jacob?"
I stared into her crimson irises, revelling in the beauty of her new body of a monster, desperately in love with everything about her. I could even learn to love her sickly sweet smell. Well...possibly.
"Bella?" I replied, hopeful, lovingly.
"Yes, Jacob, it's me!" She exclaimed, smiling. I was shocked to see her running towards me, wrapping her cold arms around my fur. I hugged her back tightly, scrunching my nose slightly at the smell.
"Jacob! Don't do it." Sam hissed.
"No, Sam...I have to." I croaked, trying to keep my voice in check. I was going to miss him, and all of my pack, not to mention Billy. I can't believe I'm doing to this to them—I feel horrible for it. But not as horrible as I'd feel if Bella left without me.
"Jake...we're vampires...you really want to come live with us?" Bella questioned skeptically, and relief flooded through me as I realized she didn't hate me, but just wanted to keep me safe and happy.
"I don't care, Bella. I miss you. I need you, in my life." I told her earnestly, trying to explain all the love I had with her through my eyes, gazing at her lovingly.
"Well, son, welcome to the guard!" Aro, the annoying, condescending one declared excitedly, and patted me on the shoulder. "Well, we're leaving now. Thank you for your assistance, Sam."
With that, the Vohwltoreey marched out of the meadow, acting haughty and superior. I glanced at Charlie's broken body, then at Bella's sorrow-filled eyes. She was staring at him, too.
"Bella, leave it. He's in a better place now." I whispered, sad he was so permanently gone from this earth.
She simply nodded, slipping her cold hand into mine. We walked slowly behind the black hooded group, unable to talk. Bree followed on Bells' other side.
'What am I setting myself up for?' I wondered as I left my life behind.
hope you liked seeing this through Jake's POV! please review, and I'll try to update tmo with what happens next!!