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Ok, so because it took me soooo very long to update last time, I figured I'd give you another one today :) Hope you all enjoy it. I really love this chapter, and think I actually did a decent job writing it. Might be because I've been reading Jennifer Rardin's Jaz Parks novels (which I recommend because she is a fabulous writer) and I got very inspired. Hope you enjoy it :)
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I only had a few moments once I hid myself in the tree to try to fully throw myself mentally into the fight. My senses, which were already working overtime, started moving rapid fire to take in everything.
Three vampires were heading in my direction, straight towards the center of the reservation. They weren't slowing down, just heading full speed towards my position. From their scent I figured they were young, maybe even just turned, and heading in the direction that told them there was fresh blood. A scouting party maybe.
More likely a suicide run, considering the circumstances.
This couldn't have been what Alice had so adamantly freaked out about. Even without a warning the pack would have easily been able to take on this force.
The vampire who turned these three hasn't made an appearance yet either.
My phone vibrated impatiently in my pocket. I let it ring, not having the time to answer it. He'd get the picture. It wasn't like I had time to even pull it out and flip it open the vamps were that close. The moment it stopped, I heard a gut wrenching howl, followed by another as the wolves charged in my direction.
One of the vampires broke off ahead of the others; and young guy, maybe Chris's age, and built like a runner. His clothes were ripped and torn, already bloody, and his eye's blazed such a bright red I could see them from my hiding spot. Even though I knew I had to kill them, even after all my training, I felt my heart stop in my chest for a moment.
Am I really going to be able to take someone's life? Even if it is that of a vampire?
An image of Jacob rushed to the front of my mind, lying in a pool of his own blood, his body beaten and broken. In that moment I knew I wouldn't let anything happen to him, or his pack. I felt my blood surge through my veins as a battle rage overtook my mind, pushing any and all doubts I had from it with a force like none I had ever felt before.
I'd kill anyone who threatened my Jacob, and may God have mercy on their souls. Because I would not.
The battle rage took over as I threw myself out of the tree towards the young vamp that had broken ahead of the others. Even though I knew I screamed as I flew towards him, he only looked up at me a moment before I was upon him. His face, strong and fierce in a way that reminded me of Embry's turned to fear upon seeing my raised sword. Before he even had a moment to react I brought my blade down upon his shoulder, removing his arm from his body. A scream rose in his throat, but before he could finish my backstroke removed his head from his shoulders.
I was panting already from exertion, never having used so much strength in such a short period. I could hear the cries of wolves in the background, even acknowledging that one of them sounded like Jacob, but dismissed it.
What little element of surprise I had on the first vampire was gone and the next two were closing in fast. I brought my sword up in a low guard, allowing them to come to me. My training took over as my body dropped into a familiar stance. Everything was happening so fast, much more so than when we would spar at home. Yet my blood was pumping so fast, and my senses were working hard to keep up. I knew they were moving at incredible speeds, but my mind allowed me to keep up.
The first vampire, a young woman probably around the age of twenty-five with vivid red hair, screamed as she charged towards me. She lounged forward, throwing herself at my chest, fangs barred, trying for my jugular. I barely had time to duck out of the way, but I threw myself down as I raised my sword.
The force of her body connecting with my blade almost ripped it from my grip. The vampire soared over my head, the wolf fang leaving a deep gouge in her body from neck to navel. Before I had a chance to take a swing at her battered body, let alone regain my own balance, the remaining vampire charged at me, catching me in the shoulder. This one was an adult male, built like a linebacker. He took me straight to the ground, his teeth trying to find the skin on my neck to ravish. His teeth connected with the armor, and though I could feel the pressure, he was unable to break the skin.
To my luck, the woman roared in anger, tackling the larger vamp off of me in her own efforts to taste my blood. Momentarily freed from their weight, I pulled myself to my feet. I only had time to raise my sword before the female charged me again. This time I was able to follow her movements, anticipate her attack. I turned the blade slightly, allowing her momentum to carry her into my attack. I caught her in the stomach, twisting the blade so that she spun away from me, another large gash in her midsection. I turned in time to see the linebacker of a vampire charge, but wasn't able to get my blade up in time.
Time slowed as I watched him come at me, teeth barred, spit flying. I watched him scream in anger as his body hurtled towards mine. There was no way I could move out of the way, no time to get my blade up to defend myself.
Well, at least I took one out before the end. Jacob's going to be so pissed.
Just as the thought crossed my mind another howl erupted, much closer this time. A sleek, dark gray wolf flew through the air, side swiping the incoming vamp only an instant before he would have killed me.
Chris growled viciously as the two of them rolled away from me. I could hear bones snap and almost inhumane screams as he ripped the vampire apart.
I only had a moment to be thankful that Chris had gotten my phone call before having to turn my attention back to my own problem. The female vampire had risen to her feet again, albeit unsteadily, and was screaming incoherently at me.
Now that the odds had evened up a little I allowed myself to smirk.
"Come on, you can't tell me that's all you've got?" I taunted, "Three full vampires against a wolf and little-old-half-vamp me?"
She screamed again, loud and shrill. I think even as a human I would have thought her hideous and annoying. She reminded me of an evil step sister. Fake nails, fake hair, hell, fake boobs; the blood drenching her ruined designer clothes didn't help any either.
"I'll kill you." She screeched angrily.
"Like I haven't heard that one before." I drawled, raising my wolf blade again. "Show me what ya got."
She hurtled at me again, no different than before, just a wild rage taking over. Her lust for blood, mine unfortunately, clouded her judgment.
This time, my mind had cleared enough I was able to think, to see her moves and act accordingly. She vaulted towards me again, this time trying to clothesline me. I dropped to my knees, holding my sword with both hands so I wouldn't be ripped away. The weapon connected with her shoulder, ripping it away like I had with the first vampire. Unlike with the first guy, she reacted before I could, reversing her charge and connecting with my ribs. While the armor was great against sharp objects, I could feel two of my ribs crack under the force of her attack as we hit the ground. The air rushed out of my lungs and my sword flew from my hand. She landed on top of me, going for my throat. The armor held again, but I knew if I didn't get her off me soon she'd find a way to kill me anyways.
She pulled her head back to scream in rage, frustrated about being unable to snack on me. For that split instant enough of her weight was off of me that I was able to swing a fist around.
Some days, more than others, I was so happy Emmett had taught me how to box.
I felt her nose break under my fist; throwing her off balance enough I could push her off me. As she stumbled on the ground I rolled to the side, coming up with my sword in hand once more. She was just starting to pull herself upright again, and I knew somehow that if I let her get up she would have the upper hand again. I sprinted the short distance between us, using my knee to connect with her head and sending her to the ground in pain. Before she was able to react I brought my blade down, removing her head from her shoulders.
I think if the final vampire hadn't still been fighting Chris I would have paused to hurl my dinner all over her body. Instead, I kicked her head like a soccer ball at the linebacker.
Thankfully, it distracted him enough that Chris was able to sink his fangs into the guy's shoulder, ripping it and his neck from his body.
I stood there panting as more howls erupted all around us. Chris was just finishing tearing his first kill to shreds when three wolves burst into the clearing. I jumped in surprise, raising my sword once more strictly out of shock.
I must have looked horrible standing there, covered in gore, hair a mess, blood dripping down my blade. But my body relaxed slightly, realizing the fight was over; I was able to take a look at my surroundings. Blood, guts, and body parts littered the area, along with broken branches and other forms of destruction from our fight.
The shock began sinking in, and I realized I had killed two vampires. I wasn't sure if it was shock or fear or disgust, but I began falling to my knees.
Jacob had been the first wolf to enter the clearing, his russet coat shining. As I fell I realized that he was ok, that I had done something to keep him safe. That made me feel better, slightly.
He howled loudly, leaping over a torn up arm (at least I think it was an arm) to charge towards me. As his feet hit the ground, I realized he had phased, running towards me as a human, calling my name.
"Nessie!" He called out as my knees hit the ground.
Before I could fall any farther he had wrapped his arms around me, pulling me towards his chest.
"Oh God Nessie," he panted in my ear, his breath sending shivers throughout my body, "Are you ok?"
I nodded against his shoulders, trying to comprehend everything. His hands roamed my body, not in a sexual way, but looking for injuries.
"Jacob," I asked softly.
He pulled away slightly, looking me in the eyes. "Yes…"
"Where are your clothes?"
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