Just a quick heads up…when Bella and Jason are talking to each other and its in italics, it's in another language when they are around others…
A Town Called Malice
Blood.
Human blood and the agonized cry of a wolf reached my heightened senses. There was no hesitation as I burst through the door of the house and had to take a step back at the scene that I saw before me.
Sam was in his wolf form and was pushing his muzzle, that was soaked in blood, at the side of a woman's face. Her face was in horrific condition. Down the right side where three long gashes that I instantly knew had come from Sam. The blood was pouring fast and thick from the three long cuts and Sam was growling at me, but I wasn't fazed by the smell…her blood smelled slightly of Sam and I quickly realised that she was his imprint.
I pushed Sam's head out the way and growled back when he made a move towards me. "I'll take her to the hospital. Not Forks." I added quickly when the growls grew in frequency. "Find her when you've calmed down and don't tell anyone what happened until you speak to her…I'll stay until you arrive." I left the growling wolf to his own devices and ran her to the small hospital that was on the reservation.
There were only two doctors and two handfuls of nurses that worked there, but when they saw the condition Sam's imprint was in they abandoned the other patients and whisked her away.
I sat in the small waiting room, observing the small amount of humans that came and went. There weren't any serious injuries, mainly broken bones or sprains. The nurses scurried around, flitting from person to person and then back to the computers.
I must have been waiting at least two hours before a doctor came out and told me that she was stable and coming around. I nodded and followed him to her room. He left and I looked over her chart. Emily Young, twenty years old. There had been a lot of blood loss, but that was obvious to me as she smelt different with other people's blood running through her veins. Fifty stitches in total had been needed to close the wounds on her face and she would need skin grafts in the future possibly, but there would be no way to remove the scars that would be left permanently on her face.
I sighed and went to sit in the chair, my eyes flickering around the tiny room she was in. It was half an hour later when she began waking up, the same time I sensed Sam enter the building and two seconds later he was stood outside the door, his eyes fixed on the moving lump between the blankets and the thin mattress.
"She's just begun to wake up…the doctor said to get a nurse when she did for pain medication. She'll be fine in a few weeks; her face will be always scarred though." I spoke quiet and soft, knowing that if Emily was coherent she wouldn't be able to hear a word I said. "If you need anything you know how to contact me." Sam nodded, his eyes shooting to mine once and then to the human on the small bed. He moved out the way so we didn't have to touch when I passed him going through the door.
I took out my cell phone when I left the hospital and saw that Jason should be getting home from his first day of school soon. I glanced back at the small white building before heading over to Billy's.
Jason would have to wait a while before I was able to go home. This mess with Sam seemed even bigger now he had found an imprint.
*
When I got home Jason was stood staring at a painting on the wall, he had his arms wrapped tightly around his chest and I could see the faint glow from his eyes light up the top of his cheek bones.
I stood next to him and looked at the paining. It was of the mountains in Romania, faceless people where shown, some connected others stood apart. The sky was pitch black, no moon or sun creating any light.
"How was school?" I asked when he had yet to say anything to me.
"Fine. Emily is going to want to talk to you next week…and there'll be another soon…I can't see it properly…" His arms left his chest and his hands reached up to grip his hair. "Something's changing Bella. Changing and putting everything in motion faster than I thought…something's coming and I can't see what it is." He sounded so frustrated, and so lost.
I moved to stand in front of him and looked up into his white eyes. I wrapped my arms around his waist and rested my cool cheek on his heated body. "It doesn't matter what happens Jason. Life is full of surprises." As much as we both hate them. I added in my head.
It was later when Jason was eating his dinner when he got really frustrated and threw down his fork. I watched in silence as he left the table and went to his school bag. He came back holding his sketchbook and sat down, his meal forgotten as he sketched away.
I left him alone, knowing that he'll figure out what was bothering him and sort it out himself. I looked at him over from my own sketches as he furiously moved his hand over and over the page, the lead of the pencil smudging onto his hand.
He ripped off his drawing and placed it facing the table so I was unable to see what he had drawn. He did this for another two and I gave up trying to get a glimpse of them and wandered into the warehouse that was full of old things.
I headed over to the large trunks I had brought with me from Mississippi. There was a thick layer of dust settled on top and I couldn't resist writing my name in it before I opened the trunk. Inside smelled of stagnant air but the contents seemed to be in good condition considering it had been decades since I had looked at them, never mind actually opened them.
It was filled mainly with Mitchell's clothes that I hadn't worn, but there were a few books and medical files in there that I hadn't wanted to read, knowing that they dealt with the more insane patients. It was the sketchbooks I found myself reaching for, the ones that were filled with drawings of the house we had lived in and a few of what the asylum was like.
I opened the other trunk but my hand stopped when it was about to reach for a small book. I thought I had thrown it away. I picked up the worn book and ran my fingertips on the fading cover. I sighed and placed it on top of the pile of things to take back with me before I shut the trunk and turned around to look over the other miscellaneous objects.
Some of it belonged to Jason but it was mostly old furniture or trunks full of out dated clothes that I hadn't seemed able to part with. I bent down and picked up my small pile of sketchbooks and walked out of the room, the change of temperature was startling as I hadn't noticed how cold it was without having the heaters blaring down at you.
Jason was still in the same position as when I had left him and I went into my room dumping the contents of my arms on my bed before going over to my bookshelves and creating space for the sketchbooks.
I think it was time that I got rid of a few but when it came down to deciding which ones to throw away I came up with a blank. Sure I could remember what I had drawn in everyone, remember every place that had been transferred from memory to picture so why was it so hard?
I sighed and just put the rest of them on the shelf, picking up the small book and pulling out my cell phone on my way to the kitchen to grab my laptop. I dialled Jenks' number and made an appointment with his secretary for next Wednesday. I needed a new drivers licence as the one I had currently stated that I would be turning twenty five this year, and there was no way I could pull that off if I had to show it to somebody, not that it happened often.
I flipped open my laptop and waited for it to switch itself on and connect to the wireless internet. I ended up playing solitaire after checking the amount of money in the bank account. The money for Jason's tattoos had been the last thing that cost any amount of money over a thousand dollars and there was still plenty numbers and zeros so I left it at that.
I snapped the laptop shut the same time I heard Jason get up and walk over from the table to the kitchen island I was sat on. He had a large pile of papers in his hand and I watched him as he came nearer to me. He placed them on my lap and turned to the fridge.
I didn't glance down until Jason was sat next to me, he pushed himself back and folded his legs, his hands grabbing his knees as he looked at me. His eyes blazed white once before he sighed and grabbed the sketches off my lap before picking one up and holding it in front of his face.
I immediately recognised who it was and I instantly felt guilty. He had drawn Mary. She looked the same as when I had first seen her, her hair a black tuft on her small head, eyes glazed and wise. I lifted a hand and traced the outline of one of her eyes. Jason had been able to get the knowledge in her eyes just right. If you didn't know her you would be able to tell that she had seen things that would make you cringe in horror and her scream the night away.
Jason put down the picture and held up another one. It was Alice? I blinked but the image remained the same as ever. I took the paper out of his grasp and picked the one of Mary up and moved my eyes quickly between the two images. The longer I looked the more similarities I saw. The eyes were same, the nose was the same shape, and the line of her jaw matched the other. Shit.
"That's what's changing. You know her, but she doesn't know you… she doesn't remember anything I don't think…but it's the same person." I looked up at him, my mouth open and my mind disbelieving. He nodded and took the sketches from my hands. "There's another one but I couldn't get a god hold on how much you saw of him in Texas." But I didn't need to look at the pictures to know who he was one about.
Without looking at the picture he was showing me I asked him outright. "He's called Jasper isn't he?" I didn't wait for a reply before I began asking him questions. "Why are you showing me this now? What do they both have to do with me? I never played an important role in either of their lives so why does it change anything to do with me?" I resisted the urge to growl at him knowing that he would just roll his eyes at me.
"I don't know!" he shouted and brought his hands up in the air and then dropped them again. "I don't know." He said quieter this time. "You met Alice and she didn't recognise you and you didn't recognise her…" He rubbed his forehead with a sweaty palm and took a big breath. "Everything is blurry and I don't know whether it is you or them or if I'm losing this thing I have put while the near future keeps getting blurry the far future get clearer." He looked at me with serious eyes, "The puddle is drying out and I can see who's there." He whispered.
*
It was Friday night, Jason had gone to bed about an hour ago with a smile on his face, and he had kissed my cheek and told me to play nice. He hadn't said who I was supposed to play nice with before he went to bed and was asleep as soon as his head had hit the pillow.
I sighed and flicked the page of the newspaper over. There wasn't really anything interesting but I found myself feeling bored and wasn't sure what I could do with myself. I thought I going to visit Charlie but then realised he would be asleep like Jason. I could go and see Sam but didn't want to get caught up in the drama of him and his imprint, not to mention his ex-girlfriend that I had tried to persuade him to let go after he had first phased.
I picked up one of Jason's shirts to change into and was just about to go hunting when I sensed the other vampire. I held still and waited for him or her to come closer. Jason snorted in his sleep and the vampire must have heard it as they paused for a moment before continuing their journey onwards. My eyes tracked the movement I could hear beyond the walls of the warehouses.
Hands scrambling up the side of the wall and then a face. A blonde vampire was looking through one of the windows. She hadn't seen me yet; her eyes were looking at the opposite end from where I was stood still. They moved to the door of Jason's room and her lips turned up into a malicious smirk.
I couldn't stop the hiss that whistled through my teeth. Her eyes snapped to mine and then disappeared. I growled and shoved my arm back through the sleeve of my tank top, grabbed my cell and a lighter before scribbling a quick note to Jason and ran after her.
She'd had a good twenty seconds head start and I wasn't surprised when she wasn't within eye sight when I reached outside. I tasted the air and took off on her trail determined not to lose it and prepared to rip her to pieces for threatening my family.
I removed myself from all rational thought and let my mind be overcome with the need to destroy the threat, to rid the danger that she imposed on Jason.
I caught sight of her when she was nearing a large white house. She looked over her shoulder and her expression became smug when she got nearer to the house.
I didn't know why she was so smug as when she got close to the window I launched on her back and we went flying, the glass shattering around us and tearing our clothes. We landed with a thump on wooden floors; one of my knees was between her shoulder blades, the other pushing down across the backs of her thighs. She was trapped and she knew it.
I flipped her over and restrained her hands with one of mine, the other was at her throat. Even though I knew it wouldn't affect her I took pleasure squeezing my fingers around the pale flesh of her neck.
Footsteps, a growl and a shout gave me enough warning to throw my shield around the two of us, glancing up when a huge vampire came running at me.
He didn't reach me. My shield propelled him backwards into the wall which cracked from floor to ceiling. My glance up gave me the view of five other vampires looking at me with shock. I growled and the vibrations made the sprinkles of glass on the floor to vibrate along with my growls in my chest.
I focused my attention on the threat that was underneath me. Her eyes were pitch black and I was sure that mine were darker than the thirsty they had been before she came into my life.
I leaned my head towards her neck with the full intention to rip her head off her shoulder but the large vampire took another run at my shield. I hissed as I felt the strength of his attack and looked back up again at the others.
I shouldn't have looked. I should have destroyed the threat and then looked up. Then the threat would have been gone instead of me having no choice to let her go.
Carlisle, Alice and Jasper were all stood in front of me. They were joined with two others, three including the big one that wouldn't stop trying to get into my shield when it was obvious I wasn't going to let up on keeping him away.
I growled in frustration before standing up, making sure to drag the blond up with me. I pushed her towards the big vampire who moved her behind him. I smirked and shook my head, like that was really going to stop me from getting to her if I really wanted to.
My cell phone vibrated before it started to ring. Seether's, 'Eyes of the devil', sounded from my pocket. Jason was calling. I averted my eyes from the angry and confused looking vampires and put the phone to my ear, purposefully talking in a language they wouldn't know.
"Jason. A little bit of warning would have been nice. Seven! Seven of them Jason and it didn't occur to you what could have happened if I caught up with her before she reached the house? They would of come looking for me, and when they realised I couldn't be gotten to they would of got on a plane to Italy and got the whole of Volterra and probably the whole world of vampires on my tail to put my existence to an end." I would have gone on chastising him but movement caught my eye.
Alice had stepped forward but the vampire I now recognised as Jasper had pulled her back and had an arm wrapped around her tiny waist. My mouth formed an 'o' shape and now Jason's pictures made sense.
"Well you weren't really supposed to go crashing through a window. That's what woke me up. Now stop whining and put Carlisle on the phone." I looked up at threw the phone at Carlisle who caught it and put it to his ear.
"Hello?"
"Hey Carlisle, now- Erm sorry… Carlisle I know you kind of know who I am. I'm the human that has got your family all riled up about me being a threat to exposure, when really you've got to be more worried about the angry vampire stood in your living room." Carlisle looked at me then at his family before putting his eyes back on me.
I looked at the rest of the members of his coven. There was a female stood close to Carlisle's side, she had caramel coloured hair and she looked…motherly I supposed. There was Alice and Jasper; Alice had a huge grin on her face whereas Jasper looked tense. There was the blonde and the big male who was still shielding her. The last one was a young looking male that had bronze coloured hair. He was beautiful, even though all vampires were; he just seemed more beautiful than the rest to me. His expression however, made me wonder what had him so frustrated. He wasn't the one that had a vampire threaten his only companion…he had a vampire that had threatened them all but I still didn't truly understand his frustration.
"Well, I suppose that is something to be wary of, yes." I hid a smile at Carlisle's timid response and continued to study his family. "I think myself and my family now understand how you knew about us." My eyes snapped to Carlisle and I wished Jason was here so he could tell me what was happening. "We had no intention to cause you harm-" He was cut off by a snarl from the blonde which made me growl at her.
"Don't worry about it Carlisle, oh and she'll stop growling soon, she just gets angry when she doesn't get her own way." That stopped me from growling. Now I wanted Jason here so I could scowl at him. "Right, sorry about the window I'll get somebody to come and fix it tomorrow. Oh and tell Alice I think it's a great idea and we'll be there at five tomorrow when we get back from Seattle. Now if you would be so kind to put Bella on the phone, she's going to moan at me then leave feeling embarrassed." Carlisle silently threw the phone back over to me and looked at Alice who had started to buzz and bounce at the same time. I began to feel sorry for her family.
"Right get back here before you start a fight. It's all sorted for tomorrow and there's no changing it. Alice saw it and I saw it so it's happening. On your way home could you pick up some grapes? I've got a craving for something crunchy." I laughed softly as Jason hung up and then my laugh turned to a groan when I realised where I was.
Alice saved me from my discomfort by dancing out of Jasper's reach and she rushed over to me. This time I was ready when she wrapped her arms around my middle and I was able to put mine around her shoulders. She giggled and moved back over to Jasper and pulled him forward before looking over her shoulder.
"We'll be back in an hour." She grinned and reached for my other hand and she dragged us both out of the broken window and took off into the trees. When we had run about three miles away she stopped and turned to look at me.
"I told you we would see each other again!" She squealed. Really loud.
"You're really a psychic?" She nodded and I put together what I wanted to say and then decided I was going to tell her. I watched as her eyes seemed to un-focus and I thought back to how she had looked sat on the small bed in the asylum. Her eyes cleared and she looked at me in shock and then a small smile appeared on her face.
"Thank you." She whispered before kissing my cheek and leaving with her mate who looked utterly confused.
*
Jason handed me my cell phone before it had started to ring. The call was coming from La Push. Just what I wanted.
"Hello Sam."
"Bella…I want to thank you for helping Emily…She wants to meet you and won't change her mind…" His voice sounded desperate, pleading.
"I'll come over at around four but I can't stay for long. I have somewhere where I need to be." I flipped the phone shut before he could reply and let Jason's hand guide me through the throng of bodies towards the piercing and tattoo place.
I had no idea why he wanted to get his hip pierced when it would eventually push itself out. I didn't know why he was going to get it done when we had plans to be around people that would be able to smell the fresh wound on his skin. I was confused as to why he was wearing a suit as well. Not that it wasn't a nice suit, but he had made me where a pleated black skirt with a blue blouse.
Tonight. Why did Jason have to say that we would go over to the Cullen's house and sort everything out? Could we have just agreed to stay out of each others way until they left? Or until Jason went to college and I left with him?
As we entered the man behind the counter looked up. He grinned at Jason and looked me up and down a few times before motioning Jason to follow him. Jason tugged my hand and I followed both of them into the back room where Jason pulled his shirt off and lay down on the bed. I watched in confusion as Jason pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it to the man. He smiled nodded and started to set up the equipment for a tattoo.
Perplexed, I sat in the plastic chair near Jason's head and watched as the man permanently marked Jason's skin again. This time he added symbols which I knew were words under the one over his heart.
I have seen the end Joined my name and a date in the future.
*
"She's in the bedroom." I nodded and thanked Sam, even though I knew where Emily was. The sound of a heart beat gave it away.
I entered the room and had to clear my throat to gain her attention. When she turned her head towards the door and she saw me, her heartbeat increased and Sam came rushing into the room, slipping past me with a rush of scolding heat and went to sit on the edge of the bed.
He stroked her hair and I could feel the worry radiating off him. "Emily, what's wrong?" He shot an accusatory glare over his shoulder and I just scowled back. I had only just taken a step into the room.
"Nothing Sam, I didn't know what made you think that." She lifted a hand to his cheek and I looked away from the display of affection. A strange emotion was running through my body and I was shocked when I realised what it was.
Jealousy.
I was jealous of the love that was clearly their between Sam and Emily. I wanted that. I wanted someone who would ask me what was wrong. I wanted somebody to take care of me. I wanted someone to love me as a lover, not a sister or a friend.
"I want to thank you Bella." I was drawn out of my misery when I heard my name. I walked slowly over to the foot of the bed and nodded at Emily before turning my gaze to the floor. "I just wanted to let you know how thankful I am that you got me to the hospital." I nodded.
"It was something anyone would do." I muttered. Why did I come here? It was just reminding me of all the other imprints of the pack I had talked to. They all thanked me once for one thing or another. I sighed and looked at my watch. I needed to leave soon.
"I have to leave…I already have plans." I started to walk out the room but Emily's voice made my steps falter.
"Is the man you live with…is he yours like I am Sam's?"
A/N: Well there was the rest of them :)…well sort of.
Barcelona was amazing and I really recommend it for a holiday destination for the avid tourist.
Back to the joy of work tomorrow :( but the next chapter is half way to being complete so hopefully it won't be long :)
Another extra went up today and I hope to get one up before the next chapter…for those who loved Mitchell check it out as he's there!
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