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Author/Note 1: This story is the sequel of Our Dawn 5. For the ones who don't know anything about Our Dawn Series, you can always read Our Dawn 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5, and Our Dawn Series Specials but if you don't want to bother I have a resume on my profile page. As it would be expected this is a next generation story and as such, it's focused on Jake and Leah's children.

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A/Note 3: I'm not a native English speaker so I'm sorry for my grammar and spelling. Thank you for reading.

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Book I – The Third

Isaac Black

5. Bad Dreams

I was shaking when I woke up, covered in sweat. I looked at the watch on the bedside table. It was 05.49 am. I had to count to ten to be able to calm down and think about what I should do now that I had finally remembered everything about that night.

Every time I closed my eyes I remembered everything quite vividly. After falling asleep I had a dream about that night ten years ago. Little by little I went further into my memories and then I was able to relive that night. The problem was stopping the dream from repeating itself in my mind over and over. I had tossed and turned and tossed again but sleep would not come, at least not permanently. This was the third time I had fallen asleep only to wake up an hour later with the images of monsters, smoke and blood fresh on my memory.

The first time I dreamed about it, I thought I was hallucinating. And I went back to sleep. The second time I realized something wasn't right. People don't have the same dream only hours apart. The third time confirmed that everything I was dreaming of was real.

Jay was right. Something was blocking my memories. My medication. I had been taking those meds for ten years with the sole purpose of making me forget about what had really happened to me that night. Initially they had been prescribed to me by Doctor Carlisle Cullen but when they moved away, Uncle Seth kept prescribing them to me.

Is there anyone in my family I can trust? I asked myself. Sarah. Came the immediate answer. No. I can't tell her anything. She'll think I'm crazy and then she'll tell Mum or Dad, and they'll send me to a mental hospital somewhere.

There was only one person I could rely on right now. Jay.

I reached for my cell phone and dialed his number but I never pressed the call button. He probably had the device turned off. I got out of my bed silently and got dressed. If I went to his house he'd have to hear me out and I had quite a story to tell.

Alva and Nathan Morris lived less than a kilometer away from my house so I decided to leave the car at home and walked all the way there, besides I needed some fresh air.

"What the hell are you doing here at this hour?" Jay sleepy voice reached me when he opened his bedroom's window. I had to throw five small rocks at the glass to wake him up.

"You were right." I explained and he understood immediately.

"Go around the back. I'll open the door."

It was dark inside the kitchen but Jay didn't turn the lights on fearing his grandparents could wake up.

"So… what happened?" He asked me motioning me to seat down.

"I didn't take my medication tonight. When I fell asleep, everything came crashing down like a damn storm. I lived that night again… and I remembered everything."

"So your medication was blocking your memories?"

"Yes."

"Why would they give those meds?"

"Because, just like you said… I do remember more than what I was supposed to. And… what I remember… it's too weird."

"Tell me." He asked sounding more interested than before.

"When I was a kid, I was medicated because after that night I had nightmares about monsters. My parents told me the meds would help me and they did most of the time. The nightmares were less frequent but once in a while I still had dreams about it."

"Monsters?" He repeated. "What do you remember then?"

"Tonight I remembered everything about that night, the monsters and the wolves." I said. Jay kept quiet so I could continue. "Madeleine put us in bed. First Sarah, then me. I remember hearing her threatening to call my parents because the twins were still up playing games. Moments later they went to their bedroom but I heard them talking to Lewis and Adam on the phone. They left through the window probably to go and have some fun with their friends, they were fifteen after all. Maddie stayed in the living room with JJ. I fell asleep and woke up a few hours later. JJ was crying, Sarah was screaming in her bedroom. I sat down and heard something crashing downstairs and then I heard Maddie talking to someone on the phone." I paused. The easy part was done. After this things would get tricky.

"Did you hear what she was saying?" Jay asked.

"Yes. She was saying there was only one inside. She said he was afraid of the fire and that he had gone upstairs. She was asking for help."

"Who was she talking to?"

"Brady. I remember she said his name when she said she was scared. Then she stopped talking and I could already smell the smoke coming into my room but what really caught my attention was the sound of heavy steps halting outside my bedroom's door. That night I had asked Maddie to leave my door open… I didn't like to be completely in the dark. The person outside had a raged breathing and I froze. The next moment the door flung opened and a hairy beast came through."

"A hairy beast?"

"It looked like a werewolf from the movies… He was probably eight feet tall, small dark eyes, his body was covered with brown hair but what really scared the shit out of me were his long claws and his sharp teeth. I screamed when he pinned me down to the floor and his claws ripped the flesh on my left shoulder and arm. I felt the warm blood dripping into the carpet and I closed my eyes thinking that it was over. When I opened my eyes again, he wasn't over me anymore. There was a russet giant wolf biting down the beast's left leg. There were screams downstairs and howls outside. I crawled into a corner to escape the battle inside my bedroom. The beast realized I was trying to escape and grabbed my ankle. Then the wolf charged again and the beast let me go. When I tried to walk I noticed I had sprained my ankle and I stood glued to the wall, hoping they wouldn't notice me anymore. I don't know how but the russet wolf managed to push the beast outside my bedroom, he tried to come inside again and left marks on the door but a few seconds later he was gone. When I recovered from the shock I limped until I reached the hall and I saw the beast lying dead on the bottom of thr stairs. The russet wolf was on top of him with blood dripping from his mouth. Then he looked at me. Frightened I stumbled back, I hit my head on the wall and I blacked out. When I opened my eyes I was in the forest. A blonde woman was carrying me. She took me into the Cullen's mansion and then I blacked out again."

Jay was silent for a long time.

"I know it's crazy. I hardly believe it myself." I admitted.

He looked at me intently. Even in the dark I could feel his gaze on me.

Does he think I'm crazy? Or will he believe my side of the story? That I couldn't tell. For a moment I feared he would start laughing but he didn't.

"Yeah, it's kind of crazy but so are other things." He began. "Madeleine talked about monsters, and now you remember a monster too. It can't be just a coincidence. We should talk to her."

"And tell her what? Ask her if she saw a werewolf that night? Or a giant russet wolf?"

"I don't know. But we have time to figure something out until Friday."

"What if this was just my imagination? I mean I was only eight years old back then."

"Look… Ever since that day I heard your father and Brady talking in the woods, I knew something weird was going on. I never really understood the dimension of it until now."

"So what are we supposed to do?"

"How good are your investigation skills?" He grinned. It looked like Jay had a plan. "Go home, have some rest and meet me at Carol Frankis Library by ten o'clock."

I didn't go home like Jay instructed me to do. What was the purpose? I would never be able to rest now so I wandered around the Reservation. I could feel the anxiety building up. There were thousands of questions in my head and I couldn't find any answers.

It was hard not to be able to trust my own family. The only person I could talk to was Sarah but I didn't want to drag her into this mess without proof. Besides she would never believe me. How could she? I mean I could hardly believe it myself.

I didn't believe in the supernatural. I believed in science, in facts. Knowledge came from observing our world, from studies about particular subjects. Myths, legends, superstitions were old methods used by men to explain certain phenomenon they could not understand. But that was many years ago, when mankind didn't have the means to experiment and study such occurrences, now things were different. Men had now the power to investigate storms, earthquakes, other planets in the solar system, diseases, and many other things.

I was caught between lies, dreams and nightmares, and I didn't know what to believe anymore. I always felt that there were weird things going on at the Reservation, and when I questioned my parents about it, they could never produce a logic explanation. I guess that was also one of the reasons that made me want to leave La Push. I felt uncomfortable around so many secrets. If I'd stayed I wouldn't get anywhere and I'd feel more and more frustrated.

When I first noted my parents and older brother's weird behavior I always thought there were a logic explanation for it.

The late escapades and early comebacks.

Harry and William were teenagers and teenagers tend to sneak out at night to have some fun without parenting guidance. Everyone knows that. And as far as my parents were concerned maybe they needed sometime alone. I never asked where they were going or why they had to leave the house to be together, but I thought that was none of my business and there are things a kid doesn't need to know about his parents.

The enormous amount of food they ate.

If I ate the calories my parents and the twins ingested daily, I'd probably be a walking whale, assuming that I could actually walk but they kept their figure. Dad was tall and strong. Actually he was taller than the average male population in La Push. Being six feet seven and muscled, Dad obviously needed good nourishment but it was actually amazing the amount of food he could eat in a single day, and my older brothers were just the same. Women were usually more careful about their weight and their food habits but Mum was just like them. She ate everything she wanted and she never put on weight. I don't even remember Mum being fat when she was pregnant with JJ.

Their perfect health condition.

I had never seen my parents or my brothers sick. I had never seen anyone take any medicine other than me. The closest thing to a disease we had experienced in the family was my mother's pregnancies. The last one was a high risk pregnancy, or so they told us. JJ was born premature but healthy and my mother recovered quickly. Later on I found out she had experienced an ectopic pregnancy. I read about it and I concluded it was miracle that she and my younger brother made it alive. Ectopic pregnancies were usually fatal for both mother and child. Injuries were not common either. None of them carried any scars and I knew for a fact that while driving in some races, the twins had a few accidents. In one of those accidents, Harry's car was on fire and he was inside, however he didn't have any marks of the burnings. And again the only one with scars was me.

Their interactions with others.

We were probably the most influent family in La Push. Both my grandfathers were important people. I never met Harry but I knew he was part of the Tribal Council before his death. As for Grandpa Billy he was our Chief. His position would be inherited by my father and one day my mother would also be a part of the Council like Grandma Sue was. Everyone is always kin to remember me how special it is to be the third child of Jacob Black and Leah Clearwater. I don't think there's anything special about it since I never had the kind of relationship my older brothers had with my parents. I realized soon enough that Mum and Dad kept things from me, Sarah and JJ but not from the twins. Uncle Seth too. And all the others. There was more than friendship between my family and other families from the Reservation, there was blind trust and absolute trust.

Uncle Embry and Quil followed my father's requests blindly. They never questioned him, not even when they had to leave their families to do something for Dad, like it happened two years ago the day Amber was born. Quil missed his daughter's birth but never complained. Uncle Paul, who had a pretty hot temper, was always calm when my father was around and Sam's defiance was long gone despite their constant bickering.

Just like me people around the Reservation asked why Jacob Black, Leah Clearwater, Paul Lahote, Embry Call, Sam Uley, Jared Cameron, Quil Ateara and many others looked much younger than they really were. Why were they so tall and muscled? Why were they never sick? Why did they go to the forest half naked? What were they hiding?

I was almost ashamed of myself to know that the only answer I had come up with was practically a script from a sci-fi slash supernatural movie.

I should've never stopped taking my meds. I thought. I should've never listened to Jay. What if this was some sort of prank he was preparing along with the twins, Jerry and the others? Or maybe it was just the wild imagination of an eight-year old boy.

It was true that the dream I had last night seemed real enough. It was true that my parents' version of what happened that night didn't match the Firemen's report or the real facts.

And there are still these marks on my left shoulder. Were the scars made by the monster in my dream?

A werewolf. I had watched several movies about such monsters. In the majority of them, a werewolf was a hairy brutal beast that killed everyone in his way but only when the moon was full. During the days, a werewolf was actually an innocent human who remembered nothing of his or hers nightly activities. The curse of lycanthropy was mostly passed onto the human when bitten or scratched by another werewolf.

And I was scratched. If my dream was real and the legends about these beasts were true, I could become a werewolf. As if in synchrony with my thoughts, my left shoulder began to throb. My breathing became erratic and I felt my head spinning. I had to hold on to a tree to be able to stand. That was when I realized I was in the forest. Deep in the forest, in a place I'd never probably been. When I was a kid I was instructed to stay away from the forest.

As I calmed myself down, I tried to pinpoint my location. I couldn't be that far from the Reservation, right? I followed south, back the way I came but suddenly I heard something.

Voices. I realized. Perhaps I was near someone's house. It didn't took me long to find who those voices belonged to. The first thing I noted was the two cars parked side by side near the waterfall. One was blue, the other was red.

"They're a beauty." I watched Emmett and Rosalie approaching Harry's new car. Because it was still early in the morning there was a mist that didn't allow me to see their faces completely, but I knew their voices. All of the Cullens were there as well as my parents and the twins.

"I can't wait to see if you improved using the techniques I taught you last year." Rosalie told Harry.

"Not only I improved, I mastered them." My brother said confidently.

"How is Quil?" I recognized Bella's voice.

"Hanging on." My mother replied. "I think Claire's taking it a lot worse. Quil was sort of expecting this already but Claire wasn't."

"Tell us if there's anything we can do." Bella stated.

"Unless you can relive the dead, there's nothing you can do." Said Mum. There was no coldness in those words but I've always knew Bella Cullen wasn't my mother's favourite person.

"We're going to meet the Denalis in Queets." Alice announced. "We'll be back in twenty minutes. Who wants to come?"

Harry and Will offered to go immediately. I thought they were going to take their new cars to show them off but they left on foot. Maybe they were going back to the Cullen's mansion to take Alice's Porsche and Rosalie's BMW.

As soon as Rosalie, Emmett, Alice and Jasper took off with the twins, Carlisle offered his condolences about Old Quil's death.

"He was a fair man and it's an honour for us to be here." His wife Esme added.

"I went to see my mother before coming here. She sent flowers." Bella said. "She didn't know he wanted to be cremated."

"It's okay, Bella. We'll put the flowers in the water." My father put a hand on Bella's shoulder. "How's Renée?"

"The cancer is in remission. The doctors said that in a year or two she'll be cancer-free."

"That's great news."

"And how's Regina?" My mother asked.

"She's with Phil's sister until my mother finishes her treatments. It's not good for a ten-year old to watch her mother going through that." Bella explained. "I've talked to Renée and she said that she's considering sending Regina over to Charlie's during the summer break next year since Phil's sister is going to Italy for a few months."

Regina Dwyer was Bella's half-sister who we only met twice. The first time she was only a baby. There was even a party at the Cullen's house to welcome the new baby girl in the family. I don't remember much of that day though. The second time Regina was about four years old and she stayed in Forks for almost two weeks. She went to our house a few times to play with JJ, since they were the same age. Since then Regina was supposed to come and spend a few days in Forks for the summer each year but she never actually came. So I wouldn't be surprised if she wouldn't come next year either.

"Seth told me the Heiltsuks are not happy with our presence here." Carlisle said.

"That's not it. They're worried about their children. Larkin has been feverish and… you know what happened to Harry when he was around her age." My father explained.

"Harry is different. Your children are unique Jacob. Make sure Lance understands that."

"Seth told him, but I can't blame any of them for being scared."

"By the way, Kinley wants to meet you after the memorial service this afternoon." My mother announced. "I think he wants you to run a few DNA tests."

"On who?" Bella asked surprised. "Carlisle already told them their children will probably carry the gene… the boys at least. The girls are still a mystery."

"You know about Erin's death right? She was killed in a car crash last year with her ex-boyfriend. Kinley thinks Willow and Gage might not be his children." My father said.

I had always heard Erin had died in a fire. How many lies had they told us? I wondered.

"I see… Well I'll talk to him later. I think it's better if I run the tests in Campbell. After all I will need his children's DNA too and that way our presence here won't endanger anyone."

"Two or three days won't produce significant changes, right?" My mother asked sounding concerned.

"No. But with the Denali here too, we won't risk it." Said Edward. "Besides Seth told us about Isaac. He's showing symptoms."

Hearing my name made my heart beat increase. I just stood there, hidden behind the trees waiting to hear more.

"It's only nightmares. It happens every time he comes home or when he's more anxious." My mother told them. How the hell did she know that? I had never talked about that with anyone. "They'll fade away."

"It's not just that." Carlisle informed. "Dreams and nightmares might lead him to the truth. Besides Seth told me he heard his talk over the phone with Lance."

"So he has good hearing." My father pointed out.

"They weren't talking on the speaker and there was no way he could've listened to what Lance was saying outside the room. You know what will follow next."

"What Carlisle's trying to say is that you have to make a decision." Edward spoke. "If you want him out of this mess, you'll send him back to Arizona as soon as you can because once he starts showing off more symptoms, he will never be able to leave."

"Maybe you were right Jacob." My mother muttered. "We shouldn't have let him go."

"It was better this way, Leah." Said Bella. "What if he turned when he was a child? He could hurt his own siblings or other people. You did the right thing."

"I sent my son away."

"He wanted to go." Edward recalled. "And now he must return immediately."

"He wants to stay for Sarah's birthday." My father said.

"He can't." Carlisle stated. "The longer he stays here, the worse. Make sure he leaves after Old Quil's memorial and make sure he keeps taking his meds. As long as he stays away from people like us and away from the Reservation, he'll be okay."

Now I was even more confused. Why were they talking about me as if I was dangerous? I had never hurt anyone in my life. Except maybe for Jay but that was just a punch or two. So why did they want me gone? And why was the Cullen and the Denali's presence such a menace to me?

"How many members do you have in the pack now?" Edward asked.

The pack. Now they were talking about the cult they had going on.

"We're down to the original pack plus Denis and the twins." My father answered.

"It would be unfortunate for you if Isaac joined the pack when there are only thirteen of you."

"I can handle a new member in the pack, Edward. Especially when he's my son."

"I don't doubt that Jacob but make no mistake, Isaac won't be just another member of the pack like the others. He's different."

"Edward's right. The problem won't be when he'll join you, because sooner or later, he will. The problem is what will join you. Will Isaac be one of you or one of them?" Said Carlisle.

"When I faced Lasya and she hurt me, you said my gene was stronger than her curse. You said that my wound would not affect me. Maybe Isaac's case will be the same. Don't you think?" My mother asked.

"I don't think that's possible Leah. You were a member of the pack already. Isaac was just a human child when that happened. But you can always hope." Carlisle didn't sound convinced.

"We'll deal with it when the time comes."

What the hell does that mean? I'm not going to join any pack! I'm not under any curse! I'm only a normal teenager. I wanted to scream that on the top of my lungs but that would put me out in the open and I wanted to hear more.

"Have you considered talking to him?" Bella questioned. "I mean… when you joined the pack, you all said how hard it was since you never had any clue of what was going on. I remember that it was particularly difficult for Leah."

"Besides, you told Harry and William when it happened to them." Esme added. "We know you always hoped that at least one of your kids wouldn't have to live this life, but I think we all know by now that it won't be Isaac. Maybe Sarah… because she's a girl…"

"The truth would at least help the boy to understand what will happen to him one day." Said Carlisle.

"They are afraid of his reaction." Edward referred.

"But keep him in the dark will just make it worse." Bella claimed. "Just tell him like you once told the twins. He has the right to know."

"It's not that easy, Bella. Isaac is… he's not Harry or Will… he's…" My father stopped mid-sentence because that was the moment the other Cullens came back with the twins and five more people straddling behind them, chatting cheerfully.

Despite the mist I noticed the Denalis were all extremely pale just like the Cullens. I had never met the Denalis before. In the past I remember that everyone talked about them quite a lot, especially Esme and Bella but we had never actually been introduced.

The two men came forward to greet Carlisle and his family. They shared handshakes with Edward and Carlisle, and brief hugs with Bella and Esme. Both were of the same height but the one called Eleazar had darker hair. Other than that they could easily pass as siblings. There was a brunette woman between them. Her black curly hair was falling over her shoulders. She was beautiful. Maybe not as much as Rosalie but she was a fair contestant.

"We offer you our condolences." She spoke politely.

"Thank you Carmen." My mother said. "You still remember our terms, right?"

"Of course." She confirmed.

"Well… your boys grew up quite a lot, haven't they?" The red blonde woman told my mother. "And they've become quite handsome too." She added winking. The twins grinned.

"They take after their Dad." My father stated proudly.

"Yeah… they grew up too fast." My mother replied sounding disappointed.

"What the hell are you saying woman?" The one called Garrett inquired. He was definitely jealous. "They're just cubs, Kate."

"They're not just cubs." Kate said. "When are you going to kick your old man's ass and take the leadership of the pack?" She turned to Harry and Will who simply shrugged.

My father growled. "I've missed your jokes, Cruella." He said sharply.

"Oh, I'm going to love to see that day. The big bad wolf is going to get his ass kicked by his own pups." The man called Garrett clapped his hands.

"Garrett, Kate… don't start." The voice of the last woman sounded like a smooth whisper in my ears though it was clearly an order. She was the smallest of the family, and her body was partially hidden by Emmett's huge frame, but when she gave a step towards my parents, I was able to see her face.

The blonde woman in my dreams. It's her. She's real.

The next thing I knew I was on floor, black surrounding me everywhere.

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