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Files. Documents. I hate files. I hate documents. Or anything to do with paper and words. That is the one and only thing I hate in the whole entire world besides the werewolves'. Words with paper. And junks of them.

"And that's the last of it." Blake came in and handed me the last files.

"Thanks." I murmured.

"So, you ready for this?" He asked, leaning on my bedroom wall. He crossed his arms and gave me a look. "I mean, it's not like you could die out of this or anything. I'm actually sure you'll live, for a few days of course. I don't even think you'll live for a week, but maybe luck's on your side this time. So again, I ask, are you ready for this?"

"Yeah, sure, whatever." I said, looking for the right file to start reading, not really paying attention to his words.

"Bells." He said, making me stop. I looked up and saw him staring at me, observing me in some way. If he wasn't my father, I would have called him a perv. He looked around, probably looking for the right words. After a few seconds, he landed onto this, "Don't get yourself killed."

"I won't." I argued back, suddenly angry. Why do people think I'll die or something? I'm way more stronger than that.

"Okay, maybe you won't, but still. Just don't hurt yourself. Or get yourself killed. Or fall in love." He joked at the last one.

"I won't fall in love." I huffed. Like love would get in the way of this mission, hell, nothing would.

"Yeah, but knowin' you-"

"Leave!" I commanded, finger pointing to the door.

"Okay, okay." He held up his hands in surrender. He gave me a signature Blake Swan smile, before saying, "I get why grandfather said all those things about you in the meeting, how you're strong and all, but the Goddess thing is going too far, I mean –"

I gave him a look, which clear said, 'shut up or die.'

He gave me a goofy smile and carried on, "Anyway, I guess I know why he chose you for the mission. You are a fighter, and I guess you can survive this whole thing."

I smiled at my brother, "Thanks, and ... I'll get you a werewolf's claw or tooth for your collection. Now scram." I ordered him.

He smirked, "Thanks sis." And left.

I shook my head and opened the folder.

The big, bold black letters jumped out in front of me.

Case #57

Huntress Isabella Marie Swan, you are to be put into a mission which includes finding information and evidence about the Washington werewolves'. There are some basic information about the towns you are assigned to research.

Locations:

•Forks, Washington

•La Push, Washington

Background Information:

•Forks: Small town in Washington. Population: 3,532. One of the rainiest and coldest towns in Washington. Close to the forest, perimeter surrounded by trees.

•La Push: Land owned by the Native Quileute Tribe. Population: 372. La Push is formally known as The Reservation or The Rez by some of the teenagers in the town. The Reservation is near to the town Forks. Has a beach, perimeter surrounded by trees, has a forest, with high cliffs.

Werewolf Sightings:

•Forks: None.

•La Push: None. Though citizens of La Push have seen massive possible bears around and in the forest.

Death Numbers:

•Forks: A few hikers in the forest, around four or five.

•La Push: A few hikers in the forest, around five or seven.

Any Other Information:

Forks: Citizens of Forks are aware of the hiker's death in the forest surrounding them, though they still hike. Another source of information states a family of seven, gold eyed and paled skin lives deep in the forest of Forks. The family has been known for their closeness and their lack of social statues. Citizens have been finding them weird, though they are harmless.

La Push: The Quileute Tribe has a Council that runs the whole of La Push. The Council has a Chief, William Black, Jr, and other members of the Tribes also run the Council and La Push. Information gathered said that there was this group of men that was on steroids. They are formally known as a cult, though has no evidence that they are a cult.

I stopped reading to roll my eyes. People these days. Just because they're buff or something doesn't mean they're on steroids, or is even in a cult. Some people just amaze me. Though, that weird family in Forks sure rings some bells in some part of my brain. I grabbed another file that said The Plan. I opened it and read it.

Isabella Marie Swan will be living with distant third cousin called Emily Young, who is engaged to Sam Uley.

I raised my brows at this. I had a cousin - correction - a distant third cousin? And she is engaged? I shook my head and got back to reading, knowing this was more important than my own third distant cousin.

Isabella will be going to school as a senior, in La Push High, continuing on the facade of a high school student, who moved because her father and mother wanted her to see the rest of the world, starting where her cousin lives, La Push. In this time, Isabella will be searching for information and evidence about the werewolves' that goes in La Push and Forks. Isabella will inform the Council or any Hunter that is within reach about the information she has found, if there is information found. Isabella will stay in La Push, the closest part of Washington that the werewolves' have been sighted and has been told to be there. Isabella will stay there with Emily and her fiancé for the rest of her senior year. Isabella must follow all the rules and expectations that are given.

There were rules? Yawn. Why put them there, I don't even follow them. Everyone knows that. Oh, look, here are some! Double yawn.

Rules:

Wow, it's even bolded. Jerks.

Isabella will not be doing anything else in this mission besides finding evidence about the werewolves'.

Isabella must be at all times focused and ready for any attack from the werewolves'.

Every single piece of information she has gather, Isabella must tell the Council.

If Isabella happens to cross another supernatural being, then she must report it to the council, let them handle and she must not take matters into her own hands.

Isabella must not expose herself to the werewolves' or any other supernatural being, humans included.

If Isabella is in any trouble, then she should tell the Council, and let them handle it.

If Isabella needs backup, then backup shall be

Isabella at all-time must carry a gun with silver bullets.

Isabella must keep herself healthy and trained.

Isabella must follow every single one of these rules.

Funny how they bold some stuff there. Jerks. Whoever wrote this must really want to piss me off. Again, jerks.

If so, a werewolf attacks her, than Isabella is able to fight back.

I grinned at this. Yes, I can kick their ass!

Though, she will need to call and tell any member of her family or the council about her encounter with that werewolf.

I rolled my eyes at this. Of course they would write this.

If it so happens if a werewolf would find some clarification of Isabella being a Hunter, than Isabella must contact any member of her family and the council. When she does, she must leave La Push and come back to Arizona. If she does not, and stays in La Push, there will be consequences.

Consequences? Wonder what those so called consequences are.

Isabella at all times, must have a gun with her, packed with silver bullets, and, at a full moon, be hidden in safety. If not, than good luck.

Good luck? Good luck? I wonder who the hell wrote that bit. And of course I'll have my gun with me, every single day, stuffed in my bag or denim jacket.

If Isabella lives through this mission, and accomplish it, then she will be rewarded.

Rewarded. Wow. I guess me living through this mission is already a reward, the bonus part is actually accomplishing it.

"Knock, knock." A mockingly voice said, before the handle of my door turned and the door opened. Levi appeared, dressed in faded blue slacks, a black t-shirt and Converse. "Hey baby." He strode along and sat on my bed.

"Hey Levi." I said to him, giving him a smile. "What's up?"

"Well, I just heard from a training Hunter that the Huntress Isabella Swan is going to risk her life and go all the way to Washington to deal with some mutts who love playing around. How do you think I feel Bella?"

I winced once Levi finished his rant. "Is it safe to say I'm sorry?"

"No, but going out with me is." He suggested.

"Can't. I'm leaving tomorrow and -"

Suddenly, Levi was behind me. He pulled me up and grabbed the back of my knees and neck. He easily picked me up into a bridal style as if I weighed absolutely nothing.

"No 'cant's Miss Swan. You own me this. You didn't tell me. I mean I'm the first person you should have told; I should have heard it all from you, not some random training Hunter." He argued back. We were at the staircase down.

"Yeah. You go Levi!" Celeb hollered to me. That caught everyone's attention. I blushed as I hid my face into Levi's neck.

"Thanks mate. We'll see you after the honeymoon." He joked, while I punched his arm. "Aw, babe. Save all that for the bed, not here." I punched him again as he tipped his head back and laughed.

"Put me down Levi." I begged him.

"I said leave all that for the bedroom, babe. You know how I love-"

I instantly slammed my hand to his mouth as little children giggled around me and their mothers hushed them, but gave us small smiles.

I smiled back before Levi pulled me along him. We ended up in our secret hideout. Deep in the woods, had a lake, and a few meters away, held a cottage. Levi and I played there when we were eight. He put me down as I sat on a tree branch, which firmly held me and my weight. Do I really weight like nothing? Levi sat on a big stone, near the lake. He picked up the stone and threw it in the lake, it jumped along.

"Wish I could do that." I said to him after he repeated it.

"Wish I could come with you." He mumbled.

I looked at him, but he was staring at the lake.

"Wish you stop-"

"Stop what?" He interrupted, his hand forming into a fist.

"That." I told him, my hand stretched out, showing him himself. "You acting like you're my dad, which you are not." Thankfully. I thought to myself silently.

"I'm just scared for your safety."

You and everyone else in this whole world, Levi, you and everyone else. "I don't need another person scared for me, Levi. I have thousands of them back at home."

"Okay, okay." He muttered.

After a few seconds, I crossed my arms, and said, "You know Jonathan suggested you to go."

"And you said no." It wasn't a question, it was a statement.

"Yeah. Jonathan also said that they can't take the Johnsons' or the Andersons' cause of what happened in the last mission they went to."

"They're still on that?" Levi questioned.

Why couldn't Levi be a bit more cleaver? "Of course they'll still on that! They nearly died Levi."

"They were just children." He retorted.

"They were stupid enough to follow their own plan! A plan that could've killed them!" Everyone knows to follow the plan you've been given, or else you're dead. Make one mistake, and your life could slip out of your own hands by the second you even realised that.

"Well, they're safe now, aren't they?"

I shook my head at him, and continued what I was saying before. "A Hunter suggested my brothers' to go, but dad said they're better here than in Washington."

"And you're not?"

I sighed, "Nope. I mean, yeah I'm good here, I help and all, but what do I actually do? I just hide in my brothers' shadows. I let them do all the work. I want some action as well, Levi."

"But action isn't going all the way to Washington to meet your death by the werewolves'!" Levi exclaimed.

"Isn't it? I mean, I honestly don't want to stay here Levi, I feel so useless here! If I go all the way to Washington to find all the werewolves' and who's killing who, then the numbers of deaths would stop. Everyone will be safe! No more innocent people will be killed!"

"You'll get killed!" He shouted, standing up.

I couldn't keep it in me anymore, I started shouting as well, "Everyone's been saying that! I will not get killed, okay?"

"There's a fifty-fifty chance you'll live."

I huffed, "Again, I ask, why is everyone so scared about my death? I'm going to be okay."

"You don't know that."

"Nor do you."

"Hey, stop the arguing!" Hyde yelled, hands to his ears.

"Trouble in paradise, Little Sis?" Celeb joked, smirking.

"Shut up, a-hole." I sneered at him, my hands balled into fist.

He put his hands up, "Sorry, sorry. Want me to get you a therapist?"

"Can you stop joking around?" I yelled at him.

"Can it Celeb." Blake warned Celeb, who huffed and rolled his eyes. He turned to Levi, and jerked his head, "Leave Levi, we've got Hunter things to do."

"I'm a Hunter as well." Levi spat out.

"You're a Mentor to those who want to be a Hunter. You haven't been in any mission, not one. I have, and I know a lot more than you. So leave now." Blake warned.

But Levi stood his group. Like always.

"Listen Lorenzo. You. Leave. Now." Blake grounded out each word.

"Levi, just go." I whispered to him, suddenly afraid for him.

He cast his eye to me, and nodded. He looked back at Blake, giving him a hard look and then walked away.

"Why the hell did you do that?" I all but yelled to Blame, but he ignored me.

He turned away from me, to where Levi was walking and called out, "I advise you not to listen in anymore with me and my brothers'. Wouldn't want to hear something you'd don't to hear."

From a distance, I saw Levi give him the finger.

"Mature." Blake snapped out.

I walked up to him and slapped his face.

He snapped his face back to me, before shouting, "Shit, you bi-"

"Yeah, you better be shouting! Look at what you've done? And why the hell did you do that? Just why?" I screamed at him. I was about to punch him but Hyde and Celeb grabbed both my hands, restraining me from hurting my own brother.

"Save that for later, Little Sis." Celeb whispered in my ear.

I growled at him, while he laughed.

"Bring her back home, and text Gavin that we're going home, get everything set." Blake commanded.

"'Kay Boss." Celeb joked as he swung me onto his shoulder.

"I'm going to kill you Celeb." I threatened.

"Love you too Little Sis." He grinned at me.

Once we got home, I jumped off Celeb and opened the door.

Then I was attacked.

Someone grabbed me and pushed me onto the wall. I winced from the pain of my back banging into the wall.

"You can do better than that, Bells." Gavin whispered to me.

I growled as I pushed his chest with my hand. He gave me a grin, and tried to jab my sides. I grabbed his hand and twisted it behind his back. I kneeled his back and watched him fall to the ground. Until I was attacked again.

Isaac made a blow to my chest but I blocked it, and pulled him to me. I grabbed him in a head lock and kicked his stomach.

Jackson and Hyde came at me. I rolled my eyes and took a step back. They bumped into each other, both groaning from the impact of their nodules bumping into each other. I grabbed both of their front shirts and knocked them both together.

"Idiots." I muttered.

"Maybe they are, but not me." Celeb said behind me. I rapidly turned around kicked his stomach, not once but twice. He grunted but made a blow to my side. I kicked his leg and pulled. He fell to the ground. I slapped my hand onto his chest, as he breathed out.

Five down, one to go. I thought, smirking.

I punched Blake's face as soon as I felt him behind me. I punched his chest and kicked the part where it hurts. He grabbed my hands and twisted them behind my back. I growled again and kicked his balls again, but harder. He let me go, and as soon as he did that, I kicked him in the head, not too hard but not too hard. I pull all my anger into him, all of people's doubts and my own.

When I heard clapping behind, I turned around. There stood my grandfather, with David and Jonathan. My father and mother were placed in the corner, and the other corner held some other Hunters.

"Good work Isabella." My grandfather praised, pride radiating around him, his eyes showing how prions he is.

I gave him a nod.

"You can say that again. Dammit, that hurt." Blake said, holding his head. My other

"I'm not going to say sorry." I said to him, my voice cold. I turned to my grandfather, "And what the hell was that?" I screamed at my grandfather.

"I wanted to prove to everyone that you are able to fight." Grandfather said.

"Okay, well I beat them, now up?" I asked.

"You start packing." Dad said to me. He was giving me that look, that look that said 'I'll talk to you later.'

I nodded, "Okay. Fine." I said. I grabbed my iPod - which I dropped when Gavin pushed me. I ran up the stairs, not looking at anyone while I was at it.

I barged into my room and slammed the door, breaking some of the hinges.

I grabbed a random file and flopped onto my bed.

History of Hunters' and Werewolves'

A thousand years ago, werewolves once ruled the earth. They had people – humans as their own pets. They treated them like dogs, like they were dirt. They were higher than the humans', stronger and cleverer. The werewolves' held them by their necks; they took their woman who were willing and some who weren't. They made men do their jobs, made them slaves for eternally. The werewolves' had no mercy, nor did their Alpha, Aleksander Holkes. He kept woman in their cages, in their prison and used them for his pleasure. He used different woman to breed his children, but none of them were successful.

A night at full moon, a woman called Beatrice stepped foot onto werewolf territory, with two other women, Grenadine and Gwendolyn. They were beautiful, smart and strong, like no other women. They were goddesses in people's eyes. They were warriors in disguise. Once they stepped foot onto the werewolves' land, the Alpha smelted her out instantly. He was allured by this woman, Beatrice, alluded by her strength, her will power, her everything. He knew she was powerful, he knew she was something else. He also knew she wasn't human. He sent his two strong Betas' to find the women and send her to him.

The two Betas' were confused by their Alpha's orders but obeyed. They soon found the women were the cages were. The women were planning to let out the other women, to bring them their freedom. Beatrice, Grenadine and Gwendolyn put up a fight with the two Betas' and the other werewolf soldiers. The werewolves' were entertained by the women fighting back, until Beatrice killed a werewolf soldier with her own bare hands. The two Betas' got into action and had finally got a hand to the three women, but with help. They took them and brought them to their Alpha.

Once the Alpha saw his supposed Mate, he was angered by her protesting. He sent her up to his room and kept the two women in cages.

The next following days, Beatrice was trapped in the Alpha's arms. Whenever she tried to escape, he would be there to stop her. He held her as his own prisoner, but said to her she wasn't. That she was so much more. He told her that she was his mate. She laughed at his face and said she would never love a monster like him. Anger filled the Alpha's veins by the words of his mate. He then took her against her will, and Marked her as his.

Soon, it was fall, and Beatrice was pregnant with the Alpha's child. However, Beatrice seemed to love the child inside her. She would keep him or her safe; she would love and protect her child. With that encouragement, she started to think of a plan.

The Alpha was amazed of how his mate was suddenly happy and so caring and loving towards him. He thought the child would have changed her, and the baby did, but not in the way he wanted her to. The days passed by, and soon the Alpha was more in love with his mate. He treated her like she was gold, like she was the finest treasure. He loved her and his child. And soon, Beatrice fell in love with him, without meaning to of course.

Her plan was working; everything was working the way she wanted everything to work. You see, even from the start, Beatrice and her colleagues had a plan. Everyone knew Beatrice was so close to perfect that the Alpha would want her, and the Alpha did. She would play with his heart and mind. She would play with them all.

Beatrice had a plan. And it was working perfectly. But she wasn't planning on actually loving the Alpha, much less getting marked and pregnant. She had to make a decision, and she did, though she didn't know that the two people she grown to love would get killed in this war.

When the werewolves' were at their weakest, they soon strike.

Hunters' around the world has trained for something like this. They wanted action and action they got. The raging war went on and on. The Hunters' and the Werewolves'. Only one could win, only or could live.

When the Alpha was at his weakest, she then strike. She sided with the Hunters', her kind, but saved her love, her mate, the father of her child.

The Alpha was so close to getting killed, by the one and only Charles Swan. He had a sword and a gun on the Alpha.

Beatrice made her decision.

"Father, no!" She yelled at him.

"Get back Beatrice!" He yelled. Then he pulled the trigger.

"Beatrice." The Alpha finally whispered. His tone held so much love, so much gentleness a werewolf, an Alpha no less could hold. He closed his eyes, ready for what may come. But what came was a body on top of his. He opened his eyes and saw his love on top of him, her mouth filled with blood, her blood. "Beatrice." He repeated. Difference is, is that this time his tone was held with pain, hurt, sadness, and more love.

"You monster!" Charles yelled, and then pulled the trigger again.

The Alpha, for the first time was in darkness. But for one, he died with his love, his wife, his mate, and his with his child.

Once I finished reading, I didn't know what to feel. This Beatrice gave up her own life to go with this stupid plan to fool an Alpha werewolf. Then she get herself knocked up and marked? Then her father – my own great-great-grandfather, tried to kill the Alpha, but he instead killed this own child, his own daughter, and his own grandson?

Suddenly, I was aware of how Beatrice and I were the same. Giving up our own lives for the people we love, for the people who are in danger. Difference is, is that I wouldn't fall in love with a werewolf, and I wouldn't get knocked up. And I so wouldn't let my own father or my own grandfather to kill me.

Oh, how wrong I was.

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AN: Whatcha guys think? Thanks so much for the reviews! I really appreciate them all! And Whatcha guys think of the Hunter & Werewolf story, weird right? But it's gonna be a bigggggg part of the story, just hinting ya. Don't know where I got it, but if anyone has heard of a story similar to this, do tell me :D But review! Next chapter, Bella is in La Push and will meet the hot tempered wolf. Hehe.

Oh and I can't update until next Friday, Saturday or Sunday. Only 'cause I have major test next, next week. I'll do chapter 3 on the weekdays, and I'll update on Fri, Sat or Sun :D

Disclaimer: Don't own Twilight characters, but I do own my OC.