Blue was surrounded by at least ten half naked, giant men and didn't know wether to be scared or thankful, so she settled for confused and apprehensive. After all, Quil had just seen her kill something with flame that came out of her fucking hands, so what does that say for her future? Nothing good, that's what.
"What the fuck, Quil?" One of the men snapped out, lowly growling through his words. "You brought your fuck over?"
"Don't talk about her like that!" Quil growled back. Blue's cheeks flushed, and she recognized the man to be Paul Lahote, resident hot fuckboy.
"Quil, why did you bring her here?" A different man spoke, his voice laced with authority. Blue saw that all the other men seemed to subconsciously straighten up at the sound of his tone. Great, maybe these giants really were a cult.
"Before you freak out, Sam, let me explain." Quil swallowed hard, glancing over at Blue. "She's the one we've been looking for, Jared was right."
"Why is Jared so obsessed with me, and what the hell did he tell you?" Blue blurted out before she could stop herself, stopping Sam from saying whatever he was about to.
Paul snorted. "You don't know what obsession is."
"Fuck off, Lawhore-te." Blue snapped at him, her anger flaring. The men chuckled, save for Sam and Paul.
"How do you know she's the one?" Sam questioned, ignoring their small dispute.
"Cause I saw her shoot blue flames out of her hands and disintegrate one of the monsters." Quil replied animatedly, his eyebrows raised.
"Yeah right, you just want her to be in on everything so you can make her yours," Paul snorted. "Pathetic.
Faster than Blue could comprehend, Quil flew towards Paul with his fist out, ready to hit. Yet somehow Paul managed to dodge the fast throw, laughing all the while.
Blue felt something strange in her chest, she felt that she was supposed to do something to stop the two from squabbling, but she didn't know what. She glanced around, and noticed Sam staring at her with an unreadable expression.
"We'll need to take her to Billy, to be sure." Sam stated.
"Jake's doing patrol at Bella's," One of the men spoke, she recognized him to be Embry Call. "So he won't be there."
"That's fine, if we end up needing him we can get him," Sam shrugged. "I'll fill him in on the way. Quil, you and Seth take my truck to Billy's."
The men nodded, and moved into action, before Blue could say a word, she was left with Quil and Seth.
"I have school tomorrow." Blue tried to argue, knowing it was a weak point.
"Well you won't have to worry about that," Quil put his arm on her back, leading her outside. "That'll be the least of your worries."
Blue wanted to ask what he meant, but got cut off by Seth rambling about how he hoped she was the one they were looking for. He didn't let up with his talk until they were at the small red house, and only quieted down after getting out of the truck.
"Is your name really Blue?" Seth asked, as though he couldn't stop himself.
Blue managed to not roll her eyes, cause the kid was pretty nice. It was just an old question. "Yeah, my parents totally named me Blue."
Seth narrowed his eyes, but didn't respond because Sam stepped out of the house.
"Billy's ready for you." Sam said straight to Blue, and she couldn't help but be a bit nervous. He said it so ominously, and she found herself being slightly scared of Billy, whom she had never met.
Of course, Billy turned out to be a kind looking man in a wheelchair, a large hat covering his long raven hair. His eyes crinkled with his smile as he held a hand out to Blue.
"Billy Black, nice to meet you." He nodded his head.
"Blue." She responded, shaking his hand. They were faintly rough, like they had worked a lot back in the day. She supposed he had, before the wheelchair.
"Blue?" Billy repeated incredulously, shaking his head.
"It's a, it's a nickname." Blue felt a bit foolish saying so, considering she had the feeling this man was rather important.
Billy nodded slowly, as though he were thinking it over. "I s'pose you got it from your hair?"
Blue tugged at her long braid, fingering the blue strands. "I actually dyed my hair to match the nickname. It's my favorite color."
Billy nodded once more, and then his face turned serious. "So, you've encountered the monsters of Daski'ya."
"Uh," Blue blinked. "I'm not really sure what they are."
"Describe them to me." Billy rolled over to the kitchen counter, where he took a steaming mug from the microwave.
"It's got pale blue skin, red eyes, gnarly curled horns, claws, bony and almost a silver blue color." Blue listed off, trying to be as accurate as possible.
"And how do you destroy it?" Billy took a drink from his mug.
"I don't know exactly," Blue fought the urge to fidget. "One minute it was coming at me, the next I flung it backwards and then lit it on fire with my hands."
"And what's on your hands?" Billy asked. She lifted her palms outwards, showing the twin Quileute marks on each hand.
"I got half on each hand the first time I killed one," She said. "And then a full each after the second time."
"How do you feel when you look at these boys?" Billy asked, motioning to the giants crammed in his small room.
Blue glanced quickly, and shrugged. "Indifferent, I suppose."
"No," Billy shook his head. "Look at them, and search."
Although Blue felt it to be a bit ridiculous to stare at the men, she did as Billy said. She studied each boy intensely, and felt foolish. How was she supposed to search? What did Billy mean by search? She shook her head, and tried to concentrate. It was like trying to remember something that was on the tip of your tongue, but you couldn't figure it out.
Then it hit her.
Suddenly they weren't just giants standing in the living room, they were glowing figures with silver strands connecting them to her, and beyond the men were giant wolves that she somehow just knew were part of them. She glanced behind herself, and saw a small, sleek auburn colored wolf sitting patiently at the back of her legs. She looked forward, and saw smaller silver strands woven between the men, herself, and Billy. Then she looked down at her hands, and saw they were pulsing with a light blue aura.
"She's the one." Billy's voice broke through her revelation, bringing her back to reality.
"Holy shit." Blue blurted out, wrapping her arms around herself.
"Were we supposed to feel that?" Sam questioned Billy, who looked smug.
"What did you feel?"
Sam glanced at his pack, and then spoke. "I felt a sudden connection to her. Not like what I have with Emily, not nearly close to that level, but I'm aware of her."
The others nodded in agreement, even Paul.
"Exactly," Billy set his mug down. "She's the one."
"What exactly is the one?" Blue spoke up, rubbing her arms. She felt so self-aware that it was starting to creep her out.
"You're the protector of the protectors," Billy shrugged. "You protect them from the things created by our own people to destroy them."
"Are you saying she's more powerful than us?" Paul stated distastefully, looking disgusted.
"No, Lahote, because you're still all the protectors. Except when it comes to Daski'ya'." Billy said matter-of-factly.
"What's a Daski'ya'?" The name rolled off Blue's tongue like a foreign concept, which truly she supposed it was.
"To put it shortly, she was a cannibal ogress. She existed back before the men shifted to wolves, and ate the Quileute children. She was eventually defeated after an older girl outsmarted her, and killed her. But not before she killed many children." Billy explained.
"I don't see how I fit into this." Blue shook her head, feeling exhaustion start to creep in.
"That's because I've given you the short version," Billy replied. "You can receive the long version in two days, at the Saturday night bonfire."
Blue had heard of the bonfires, the Elder bonfires, but knew they weren't open to the public. Only a select few were allowed. How the hell did she become one of them?
"We should probably get her home, Billy," Quil spoke up. "She has school in about six hours."
Billy chuckled. "The rest of you have school too. I'll see you all again Saturday."
Quil nodded and Blue said goodbye, then was ushered out by Quil. They headed for Sam's truck, and Blue nearly melted into the seat from exhaustion. Whatever she had done back there, seeing the strands connecting them all, the auras of the boys, and the wolves, drained her of energy. Which reminded her…
"Why did I see wolves behind all of you when I did whatever the hell that was back there?" Blue left out the fact that she had seen a smaller wolf standing behind herself.
Quil snorted. "I know you're smart, Blue. You'll find out Saturday."
Squinting her eyes shut, Blue rested her head on the window. The next time she opened her eyes, she was already lying in her bed. She didn't even remember entering her house, but decided it was probably Quil.
She already had enough to worry about.
Sorry for the late update, a lot of crazy life stuff has gone down! The next update should be sooner, will include some pretty neat stuff ;) sorry she didn't meet jake this chapter, but i didn't feel like it was the right timing.
Let me know what you all think about everything in a review, or anything you've got questions on!
-theflyinggraysons