Twilight Saga Eclipse Fanfiction

Transitionals: Eclipse

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the other books in the Saga, they belong to Stephenie Meyer. I do use some phrases dialogue and some descriptions from the book, though, they all belong to her.

Alright everybody let's get this show on the road.

I would just like to say, I really hope everybody is enjoying this series. I know the last couple chapters have been a lot of information, and I hope things aren't moving too slow for anyone.

This Chapter is dedicated to my family.

Chapter 9

I was lost through the entire flight home. I was already uneasy flying commercial with how far along I was in my transition. It was my own fault though, I didn't want Duke to have to wait for us in Jacksonville. I hadn't known how long we would be, and Duke was a busy man.

Besides worrying about my transition and possible problems on the flight, I couldn't help thinking about Blue Skies. Rohl was right, the battle with the Undermining was coming fast, and there was so much to do.

I had to prepare for the inevitable, and the possible outcomes that could follow. I needed to make contingency plans for Toby's businesses. How I was supposed to do that, I wasn't sure.

My mind was still struggling with it when we landed in Port Angelus. We walked off the plane and found my dad waiting for us.

He smiled warmly, but there was something about his eyes. Worry? Concern?

Before I could question him he pulled me into a tight embrace. "Were you able to get everything you needed to done, down in Jacksonville?"

He released me and I nodded. "Yeah, and there's a lot we need to talk about, with the others. What's wrong?"

He glanced at Edward obviously sending him his thoughts.

Edward wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer and scanned the area.

Great, what was out there, or who? "What's wrong?"

"Not here," Edward demanded. My dad nodded and we hurried to my car.

I got into the back, and instead of sitting beside me, Edward sat up front with my dad. I leaned forward so I could be part of the conversation.

"What is going on?" My voice might have risen slightly at the two of them.

Charlie started the car but we remained parked. "Bells, Victoria was in the area while you were gone."

I wasn't there to protect Anna and Cissy. That horrid woman was there and I wasn't.

"Bella," my dad called back to me. "The girls are both fine, no one was hurt."

I huffed in irritation. "I want to know exactly what happened."

Edward glanced back at me. "Bella, if we tell you, you need to calm down. You can't do anything about the past, and getting upset is only going to affect your transition."

I was about to snap at him when Charlie interrupted me.

"Alice saw that Victoria was going to be in the area. We called the wolves and they went out with the Cullens to hunt her." Charlie turned in his seat so he was facing me. "I stayed back with Anna and Cissy, at Emily's place; and Leah was guarding the house just in case. The girls were both perfectly safe."

I forced myself to relax, but it was difficult. "I take it they didn't catch her."

Charlie shook his head. "She slipped through the group at the last minute. Jasper thinks she might have a gift. She seemed to know exactly how to escape all of them."

If Victoria did have a gift for evasion, what chance did we have of catching her?

"What are we going to do about Victoria?"

Charlie turned back around and put the car in drive. "Alice is keeping an eye on her, and Jasper has set up some other precautions. He can explain those to you."

One glance at Edward though, told me he didn't want me to know. That was just too bad. As soon as we got back to the Cullens' house I was going to get my answers.

I was out of the door as soon as Charlie had parked it out front of the house. My hand was on the door to open it when Carlisle opened it for me.

He took my hand gently in his and led me to the couch, where he handed me an information box. "Bella, you need to calm down."

I checked my percentage, then took a deep breath to try to calm myself.

87.3 percent. Less than three percent before I reached ninety. Things were going to start changing, very soon.

Nothing seemed important now, besides keeping my transition down.

"How did it go Auntie?" Anna crawled onto my lap, reminding me of the trip.

I brushed at her curls. "It went better than I thought it would."

"So what was the deal with all the secrecy," Emmett demanded to know.

I glanced around the room and saw he and everyone else was waiting patiently for me to answer.

I settled Anna on my lap and took a deep breath this was going to be hard.

"Before Toby…" I couldn't push any other words passed my throat.

Anna glanced up, heartbreak and understanding in her eyes, before she climbed off my lap and raced upstairs. Cissy didn't understand why her sister was crying she made to follow her. Rose picked her up and headed upstairs to comfort Anna.

"I should never have gotten her hopes up," I found myself muttering.

Warm arms wrapped around me. All the stress that was piled on top of me threatened to fall. All the anger I had felt, all the fear and sorrow.

"I can't do this."

My dad squeezed me before pulling away. He cupped my face in his hands and had me look at him. I glanced into the eyes we shared and saw a stubborn will. In that moment we shared I knew he understood exactly what I was going through.

"Yes you can," He whispered.

With those three words, the tears fell and I clung to my dad the way I had when I was a little girl, scared for one reason or another.

Charlie held me through the tears and didn't give off any reason for me to believe he was feeling awkward about it. I didn't know how long I had cried but my dad was soon brushing at the leftover tears.

"Let's get you home." He helped me up even as I protested.

"But we need to talk about what happened…"

He shushed me. "Edward is going to explain it to his family, and we are going to go home. You can tell me on the way or when we get home."

It was then that I realized none of the Cullens were in the living room with us. My crying must have scared them all away.

"What about the girls?"

Charlie ushered me out the door without so much as a goodbye to the others. "Rose and Emmett are trying to comfort Anna. The others are giving us some space."

He held open the door for me, and I climbed in.

Once I had a hold of myself I couldn't help being embarrassed for my crying session. My skin flushed hotly, practically burning my skin.

Charlie drove home and I watched the trees go by, thinking of how to tell him what I knew.

When we arrived at the house, I was surprised to see Jacob and Billy waiting for us.

"Coming to watch the game?" Charlie teased as he exited the car.

Billy offered a small smile. "We've brought the food if you'll provide the entertainment."

Jacob opened my door for me, offering his hand. "You okay?"

I gave a shaky nod, worn out from all the crying. "I'll be fine. So what are you two doing here?"

Jacob shoved his hands in his pocket. "Some kids found some pretty old scrolls down in the woods in La Push, there's some stuff that we can't even read and we hoped maybe your dad could."

Charlie opened the door and pushed Billy's chair into the kitchen, where we all took a seat.

Billy pulled three ragged looking scrolls from the bag he had on his lap. "There's a bit in our own tongue, but the rest no one knows what it is." He pulled fresh sheets of paper out and handed them to Charlie. "I translated what I could, for you."

Charlie took the translation and glanced over the first scroll. I watched his eyes scan over the document quickly. He then looked over the top of it at me. "Did your mother ever teach you the old language?"

The old language, as in the one the Other world used long before the Undermining took over. The language that had been lost to the Rebellion and more importantly the Hunters, when the Undermining took over.

Very few knew it, I certainly didn't. Not for lack of trying. My mother had spent years trying to teach it to me, as her mother had taught her.

I reached for the papers. "I can do my best but it has been over a year since my last lesson."

Charlie passed me the scroll and Billy's translations and I attempted to decipher it.

It looked like a bunch of loops and circles, mixed in with the Quileute language. It was giving me a headache, but I did notice a few simple words.

I circled one with my finger. "This word is 'time' but the rest is a jumble."

"You're telling me," Jacob attempted to make a joke.

I opened the other scrolls, but could only pick out a few more words.

Billy sighed deeply. "Is there someone else who could read this?"

"What about Grandpa Ray," Jacob suggested.

I nodded. "He'd be able to, but he is unable to come up to Forks at the moment."

Charlie glanced at me curiously. "What is he up to?"

I shook my head. I was asked not to say. "I'll let him know about it, but it could be months before he can get here."

Billy pushed away from the table. "I should tell you that the children who found those, they weren't a part of the tribe."

Jacob took over the explanation. "They found them in a chest close to the tide pools, hidden under a moss covered log. The log clearly was there for centuries." He gestured to the scroll. "The strange thing though is Paul says none of the kids could see the scrolls. They thought it was an empty chest."

"And it looked new to them," Billy added.

Bella and Charlie shared a look and Charlie turned to the scrolls. "Whatever is in them, it pertains to the tribe, but it is definitely other world information if humans couldn't see it."

Billy nodded. "I suppose that is all we had for you."

I rest a hand on his shoulder. "Stay, I was given important information, and told to pass it on to people I trust."

Jacob and Billy gave me their attention and my dad nodded for me to go ahead.

I swallowed and began. "The Undermining is preparing for battle."

I let all the words flow, repeating everything that Rohl had told me, and what I had already gathered from Toby's stuff.

I told them about the Ley lines, and about Avery Marlowe. No one interrupted me, and when I had finished, the three of them stared, and attempted to process everything I had told them.

Author's Note

Hey everybody sorry this chapter was late, I was surprised with a last minute trip opportunity and decided to take it.

With that being said there won't be an update tomorrow for the next chapter of the Cullens' POV.

On to the questions.

What on earth do you think is in those scrolls? Any idea when they will be translated for them? What about ideas for the person who translate them?

What do you think Grandpa Ray is doing?

A Very strange question next, do you think Bella is going to slip up and tell about whatever was in that letter? (At the end of chapter 3)

Look out for the cursed Monster known as Writer's Block,

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