Where The Changes Are The Changed

BPOV – Part Two

I awoke to silence, to lightness, to warmth. To a sudden feeling that seemed to radiate throughout my entire body – as if I had been shaken and shocked. It was an odd feeling; it came with no emotion, no hunger, and no self hatred. I awoke to something new and something foreign. Whether I was happy about it or not was beyond me. All I knew was that for once in a very long time I was no longer sad.

"Bells?" a voice purred. I looked around me; I was still in Jacob's room. I sat up and looked at him. He was slowly getting up as well. He looked at me, his eyes going a little wide.

"What happened?" I asked, not too sure if it was to him or myself.

"I think we passed out," he mumbled, still staring at me in shock.

I felt self-conscious. "What?"

"I think you should go see for yourself." I didn't like the way he said. I didn't like the acid tone or the smug-like smile that followed. I didn't like the fact that I had to go look for myself. I stood up, my legs stiff. I popped my neck and stretched my arms. I felt like my body had been placed in a small box for a long time. I left Jacob's room and crossed the hall, entered the bathroom and snapped the light on.

The first thing I was aware of in the mirror was the red halo that circled my brown eyes. I was hungry. The second thing I noticed was how dark my hair had gotten – how long and luscious it got. It came down to my elbows instead of just above my chest. My skin was smooth, pearl like but a lot more tan – I was no longer pale. My muscles had become more distinct, as if I had spent weeks lifting weights and working out. It was odd. I glared at the new girl in the mirror and went back to Jacob's room. He'd changed too, somewhat that is. He seemed bigger…older. I bit my lip and leaned against his wall. He gazed at me and sighed.

"It happened again," he stated.

I nodded my head. "Clearly."

He rolled his eyes and let out a shaky breath. "Only to you, me and Seth."

"What?" My voice was full of disbelief. "How do you know?"

He got up off his bed and grabbed my wrist, pulling me out of his room and into the living room. Seth sat on the couch, flipping through the basic cable and static. He looked at me, dark eyes with the red rim. He seemed older too, almost like a smaller version of Jacob. I mentally screamed a 'no', anger pulsed through me.

"What about the others?" I asked.

"Nope. Just us," Seth replied, thumbing the remote. I bit my tongue and sat beside him. Either the couch got smaller or we got bigger. Jacob brought a dining table chair and sat near us. We stared at the TV. Seth never settled on a channel. After five minutes of not speaking to each other, Seth broke the silence.

"I'm dying over here. If I don't eat soon I will seriously eat this couch."

"There's food in the kitchen," Jake stated. Seth looked uncomfortable then.

"I'm not really hungry for anything in there." It was hushed, but we all knew where he was getting at.

I sighed. "I'm hungry too."

"You guys have a few more hours before you can change. You're just out of you eating schedule since the changes," Jacob said, knowledge and power in each word.

"Why aren't you hungry, Jake?" Seth began. "After all you changed too."

Jacob shrugged his shoulders and snatched the remote out of Seth's grasp, changing to some channel. Seth narrowed his eyes at Jacob; it wasn't a glare but just more of a skeptic look. He pulled himself off of the couch and stomped out of the house, slamming the front door. I winced. Then the phone rang and I groaned.

Jacob grinned. "That's not for me."

I glared at him and walked over to phone and brought it to my ear, straightening the coil that kept it attached to its base.

"Hey, mom." I didn't even have to guess.

"Hey , sweetie." I smiled at bit. "How are you today?"

"Good, just a little hungry." There was no point in lying.

"Oh, okay. I'll let you go so you can eat. I just wanted to call and check in. See how you're doing," she said softly but yet in a rush. I heard her breathe on the other line. "Have you thought about what I said?"

I licked my lips. "I have."

"So?"

"I'm going to stay here…for awhile."

She sighed. "Alright. But remember, you can always come back home with me."

I nodded even though she couldn't see. "Love you."

"I love you, too."

I set the phone back down and walked back to the couch. I could feel Jacob's eyes on me. I ignored him as best as I could and kept my eyes on the television screen. I wasn't sure what he was watching, the images wouldn't stay in my head long enough to decipher what they were. I chewed on my lips, trying to forget the hunger the seemed to swarm around me instead of in my stomach. I couldn't.

I groaned. "I don't think I'm going to make till tonight. Seriously, I feel like I could eat this couch and house." The hunger was getting worse. A loud howl echoed through the house and outside, a howl that could only belong to one of us. I looked at Jacob, my eyebrows raised in question.

He swallowed hard, a fearful look on his face. "I don't think you have to wait anymore."

"Why not?" I questioned, my words small.

He stared at me as he got up onto his feet. I mimicked him and followed him out the front door. We headed straight for the nearest breech of trees that led into the forest. Once we were deep enough Jacob rolled his shoulders and I stopped treading after him and prepared for the transformation that he would embark.

He slipped off his black t-shirt and dropped it on the ground. Next followed his pants, something that I was familiar with. We'd all seen each other naked in some shape or form, but we never thought about it in a sexual context. Once Jacob was free of clothes he began to shake out his body, stretching his arms and jogging in place. I knew what he was doing. He wasn't preparing himself for the running he'd do or the climbing. Nothing physical. He was preparing himself for the unruly change from man to beast.

Before the transformation could take he looked back at me.

"You going with me or not?" he asked.

I felt my eyes narrow. "I can't…I'm not-"

"Bella. Seth did it. You can too." The thing about our transformation's was that we could only do it during a full moon and can only transform back once the night was over. Jacob, he was different. He could do it when he wanted – only him. None of us could ever find out but as each of us go through some form of change we realized that it wouldn't be long before we could all do it. We were evolving.

"Go on, Bells. Try it. It feels good to do it when you want – if you ignore the pain." He smiled at me, motioning for me to stand beside him. I slowly made my way, shredding some pieces of clothing until I was standing beside him – naked. At this point it finally became awkward. Especially the way he gazed at me longer then he should have. He smiled at me and looked forward, his eyes closing.

I waited for the familiar heat vibrations that usually came, there was none. I peeked at Jacob – he was changing. I backed away to give him space. He clenched his jaw tightly and fat tears fell from his eyes slowly. His brown skin turned an ugly shade of pink and his muscles tensed. But..it only looked like he was doing that. In reality it was his skin ripping from the tissue underneath it. The skin didn't fall off like it always did during a person's first transformation; it seemed to just disappear – almost like an invisible black hole was built into parts of his body. The skin began to tear, ripping from itself. Jacob grunted and cursed, he growled and he shook his head. I knew how the pain was, it was…not something I'd wish upon anyone, even him.

His red tissue began to show, blood sometimes breaking free before the skin was completely torn apart. All over his body skin began to rip free and disappear; red, muscled tissue was seen. But before he could be completely skin free black hairs started to grow, replacing the skin. His legs grew taller, his arms followed. His back hunched and his fists were touching the ground. Black surrounded his body and his face began to morph. His jaw thinned and grew longer; combining with his nose it became a muzzle. Long daggered teeth yapped as his ears grew longer, elf like and closer at the top of his head. His forehead extended out and his eyeballs moved with it, making his face now canine.

His muscles grew bigger in his arms and his black hair came to halt once it was long enough to keep his body warm. His tail was thin and had matching hair length. Jacob truly looked like a man made into a wolf. A werewolf. Pure and true. And if I didn't want to get eaten I'd better hurry and transform. I took a deep breath and shut my eyes, waiting, hoping…and then it happened. A hot wave ran through my body, almost as if boiled water was being spilt on me from high above. It scorched my skin, at least that's what it felt like. My own flesh was beginning to tear apart. I bit my lip hard, trying to take the pain away. Blood leaked, making the transformation process going faster. My lip healed as my hair began to sprout out and become my new skin.

I felt myself grow taller as my legs grew and got stronger. I felt my body lean forward as my new hands, my paws, touched the dirt. My jaw panged with pain, almost like toothache, as it too became part of the change. My face quickly took the form of a wolves, the pain was still there. It was a mixture of getting burnt, getting thrown against a brick wall over and over, and drowning. My breathing had stopped entirely as the metamorphism took charge. My lungs began to burn and shrink, pained. Then, in one quick second, the pain was gone and I could breathe again. My human thoughts were mostly gone then.

Hungry. Food. Must hunt.

I watched through these wolf eyes. Almost like watching TV. I couldn't control where I was going, I could only watch. I couldn't protest the hunger, I could only feel it. And I felt nothing as I, we, killed the couple in front of us. I could only watch and deal later. I could only taste and feel. The guilt would have to wait.

The couple in front of us was maybe in their thirties. Anger was their main emotion, their scent. Jacob went straight for the man, the larger body of the two. The man's yell was muffled but Jacob's impact into the man. His hands shot up in the air. I could have sworn I smiled as Jacob's teeth sank into the man's neck, snapping his head off. The woman was running now, screaming. Her heart pounded fiercely as she tried to leave the campsite. I let her run away.

I enjoyed the chase.

When she was out of breath enough I jumped to the nearest tree breech, my paws sinking into the damp earth. It was a soft landing place. The wind slightly picked up as I ran towards her. She was running along the trail. I could see her head beginning to turn to look back. I went left and cut through the trees, picking up my speed. I turned on my heel and headed right..right into her. She let out a single scream as I came through the trees. I felt her body hit the ground beneath me. She hit against me, letting out a 'no', 'help me'…desperate pleas that I rarely even understood. My palms came onto her back as she tried to crawl away, the nails dug into her as I pulled. She screamed at the deep scratches I made.

Blood filled the air.

Blood filled in my mouth as I sank my teeth into her arm.

Bones snapped as I pulled the numb limb from her body.

My sharp teeth dug into her skin, gripping, pulling, and chewing. The taste was unforgettable, sweet and sultry-like. It was amazing how wonderful she tasted. Her heart was still beating but she was unconscious. The sound was a motivator, telling me to finish until it no longer made a noise. I would do just that. I moved my mouth to her neck, taking the salty, blood stained thing in between my teeth. I clamped down on it with. Placing my front legs on her battered chest I heaved – breaking her neck and pulling it free from her body. The beating stopped and the feast began.

My thoughts become incoherent, fuzzy. I gave up on trying to keep my normal self from thinking and let the beast continue what it wanted.

When I could think again I was running. Jacob was next to me, his eyes fierce and ears pressed against his skull. He was like a bullet, crashing through the forest. I must have looked the same. We were running from something…or to something. I felt panicked and scared, but also determined.

Yes, we were most defiantly running to something.

I heard a familiar voice then. "Where's Bella?"

Edward.

Jacob stopped. I stopped. A small shack was near us, we used it to keep back up clothes. There were many of those around. I transformed back. It was much easier then turning into our monster forms. There was no pain involved. Instead it was like just turning off a switch. My arms grew back to their normal sizes. My back straightened. The hair on my body turned into skin. My face went back to its normal shape. I was me again, racing Jacob as he did the same. Once inside the small space we hurried to get dressed. He beat me by a milestone. I could no longer hear Edward, once in my human form I lost the powerful senses I had when I was in my werewolf form.

As soon as I was dressed I was running to where his voice came from. I saw Jacob's back, his fist were tight at his side.

He spoke then, "That's not important. You need to leave. Now."

I began to walk around Jacob, worried as to what he was going to do. "Jake? What are you-?" There he was.

"Edward," I gasped. It had been months since I last saw him. Had he always been this beautiful? His green eyes stared at me in shock.

"Bella?" he asked. His eyes travelled down my body, taking in my changes. At this point in time I wanted to kiss him, to hold him, to tell him I love him.

He was in danger.

"Wh- what are you doing here?" I asked, angered by the fact at he was here. He opened his mouth to speak but Jacob cut him off.

"It doesn't matter, he needs to leave," he growled.

"I'm not going anywhere until I speak to Bella." Stupid! I thought. Jacob would kill Edward. Didn't he realize this? I couldn't let that happen.

"Edward. Jacob's right. You need to go," I stated.

He began to protest. "Not until I get some answers." Couldn't this kid take a hint?

"Ed-" I didn't get a chance to finish.

"Cullen. Leave now. I'm not kidding and I am not giving you another warning. Leave before I make you leave myself!" It was then that I knew that Edward wasn't going to get another chance. Jacob was livid. I'd never seen him this angry before.

"No." Fuck! I screamed mentally. Jacob growled at Edward, his monster coming through. Jacob raised his fist. He'd probably kill him in one hit. I rushed and got in between them.

"Jacob. Don't," I said to him. Jacob glared at me with hatred – his beast anger that I had gotten in the way of his new meal. But then it changed to that Jacob look I was familiar with. His eyes glazed over as they looked in mine, his expressions softened. I felt a slight of ease. Then that was ruined when Edward's pale fist hit Jacob's face.

Jacob blinked, like he was dazed. A red ring formed around his eyes and I felt my body grow cold. He turned his gaze to Edward and I knew there would be no stopping him now.

"Shit!" I screamed and grabbed Edward, pulling him away before Jacob could transform and murder the love of my life. I wasn't fast enough. Jacob's large, human palm wrapped around Edward's throat and threw him onto the ground. His face turned red and tears began to spill out of his eyes as he struggled for freedom.

"Jacob! Let him go!" I screamed. I stood in horror as I watched what was going on. Feeling like an idiot for not doing anything. But it was like I was frozen in place.

"JACOB!" I screamed again. Seth came running at lightning speed. I wasn't sure where he came from but I was glad he was. He crashed into Jacob, sending him flying far away from Edward. Edward struggled for air. Tears broke free as I saw him like this.

"Are you okay? Edward? Can you breathe?" I was down by his side, touching him to make sure that he was real and okay. He nodded his head and a felt a weight lift off my shoulders.

"Good. We have to go."

A/N –

So, this chapter was against everything I hate. Re-living something that had already happened. But I really had no other option. The next chapter we will be back to Edward's pov and life will be the same. Sort of.

If we make it to 300 reviews I will have a present for everyone. It will be an outtake chapter. Jacob's point of view – it will be about how Bella became a werewolf. Interested? Good. Review.

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