Thank you T. rose for the help and suggestions. They led me to find other things that I could change, to make it better.

Based on the characters created by Stephanie Meyer, in her Twilight Saga series of books

HOME BY TWILIGHT

Chapter 12

The fire flared high into the sky, as the three werewolves slowly burned to ash. Almost all of the Cullens were present, as well as Cory, Jenna and her employees. They watched as the fire calmed to a steady burn. Jacob's pack had continued their search for the elusive Martin. With Renesmee's life still on the line, Jacob was unwilling to let his guard down. It was the only reason that he was first to hear the noise. A sound of something small scratching at the wood alerted him.

Jacob got up to listen more carefully, as he walked to the far south corner of the basement. Rosalie watched him curiously, and then listened herself. She heard the scratching and bared her teeth. In an instant, Rosalie had gathered Nita and Renesmee and crouched over them in the north corner of the basement.

Jacob put his nose to the corner and gave a strong, quiet sniff. Rosalie watched as, hackles raised, Jacob bared his teeth at the menace above. He gave a look back at Rosalie and growled. Rosalie cut loose with an instinctive primal growl that would have left Jacob shaking, had it been aimed at him.

The Quileute pack converged on the house. They circled and growled at the structure, as they tried to find the invading Martin. Edward had been so wrapped up in the fire, that it wasn't until Seth dived out of the barn and headed for the house, that he realised that there was a problem. No one had expected Martin to attack so soon.

"Stupid... Stupid, stupid," Jasper repeated, as he turned to run into the house.

Edward and Bella got there first. They searched the house with their noses. Bella was able to tell where Martin had been, but only because she was the newest of the vampires and still recognised the smell of several strong soaps. Martin had tried to mask his scent with a bath. Probably several baths. The thought would have made her giggle, except for the fact that it had almost worked.

By the time the Quileute pack and the Cullens had converged on the house, the scratching had stopped. Cory, Jenna, Bill, Connie and Tony stayed with the fire. They listened to things being broken in the house as the search was being conducted.

"Guess I'll need to make a trip to town, by the time they're done," Jenna commented, as she patted Connie on the shoulder and took a few steps toward the house.

"I better pull out the cube truck tonight," Bill commented to himself, as he heard a loud cracking and wood splintering from the house. He used a garden rake to push an arm into the fire that had rolled out.

Cory had been right. Martin was fast…and very strong. He had been waiting for his chance, and when Jenna walked a couple steps away from the group, and toward the house, he had it. The wolf flashed past the others and dragged Jenna by her arm, a few yards to the south. In a short time, almost as fast as Cory, he reverted to human form, and held Jenna in front of his naked body like a shield.

"Guess you know how this works," he growled at those around the fire, and the Cullens as they came flying out of the house. "Bring out that big red wolf," he demanded. "I want to see this monster shifter for myself. And come out from behind me, bitch."

Edward nodded to Leah, who had come around the house, behind Martin. She slowly walked around him, giving him plenty of distance, until she was close to Seth and the others of the pack.

"He wants you," Leah/wolf communicated to Jacob.

Jacob came up the stairs from the basement, and changed into human form, to find the clothes that had been set on a chair by the front door. "Going to try it non-threatening first," He thought to Edward, who nodded infinitesimally. Jacob stepped through the door and took a few steps toward Jenna and her capturer. He noticed that Martin's hands were paws with long sharp claws. His left arm went around Jenna. The paw was at her right hip, the claws sunk deep into her flesh. She bled from a bite mark on her upper right arm. And, Martin's right paw was at her throat twitching and occasionally drawing blood from Jenna's neck.

"Not the fierce beast I had been told about," Martin growled at Jacob. "You're just a stupid kid," and he threw his head back with a laugh that turned into a howl.

Jacob held his temper. Being around the Cullens had worked wonders for his temper, and his ability to remain calm. However it had done little for Leah's. She took a step forward to be at Jacob's side, as she growled in defence of her Alpha. Jacob put his hand out to quiet her.

"Yes," Jacob responded softly. "I'm just a shifter. So why don't you let Jenna go, and we can discuss it."

"We will, shifter," Martin spat back at him, "but first I need to get things straight with my father." Martin shifted Jenna to face in the direction of Cory. "The great Corin," he growled at his father. "What do you see in this silly human? Why do you protect her?" Martin's paws gripped Jenna harder, causing his claws to sink deeper into her. "What is she to you?"

Cory stepped forward to face his son. He walked toward him slowly, until Martin growled and pulled Jenna's head farther back.

"She is a friend, son. Just a friend. Someone I met long ago. Who knows what I am, who I am," Cory tried to reach closer to him, to reach Jenna.

"Stay back!" Martin yelled at his father. "You love her? You seem to care more for her than you did for any of our mothers.

Jenna moaned in pain. Martin jerked her in different directions as he spat words at his father. She worked to heal the wounds as his claws created them, but he was digging in deeper and deeper. She had long since stopped the bleeding in her upper arm. Now she was working to keep up with the damage he was currently doing.

"Martin, I chose your mother because she agreed to have a child by me, after I told her the truth. I chose her because I loved her. As for the others, I loved them too. You are my oldest son. You don't have to do this."

"But I do, father," The word "father" was thrown like an obscenity, as Martin continued to rage on. "You like these shape shifters," it was an accusation. "I'll give you this bitch in exchange for a chance to defeat this baby shifter."

"Done," Jacob stepped forward. "Everyone else will stay out of it." He gave a warning look to Leah and carefully side-stepped to get away from the house, and his pack.

"Alright," Carlisle stepped forward. "None of my family will interfere. None of the pack will interfere. The fight will be between you and Jacob" Carlisle was at his most charming. He spoke calmly and smoothly, almost hypnotising Martin into a state of calm. It worked,well, almost. "Just let Jenna go, and Jacob will be ready whenever you are." Carlisle finished.

" All of you back off," Martin yelled and shook his head free of Carlisle's influence. He picked Jenna off the ground and swung her around some more. "Go back beyond the fire." The Cullens complied, but Jacob had to order the pack to obey.

"Martin," Cory tried again, "let her go."

"Behind the fire," Martin made sure that Cory could see that his claws were beginning to gouge out a large portion of Jenna's side. "Now!"he barked at his father. Cory finally moved to join the rest of the watchers.

Martin manoeuvred himself closer to the fire, watching Jacob the entire time. When he had achieved his goal, he threw Jenna into the fire, without retracting his claws. Jenna screamed as she rolled out of the fire, on the other side. Cory and Carlisle were there to catch her. They put out the fire in her clothes and began to examine her wounds.

Martin crouched low and held a knife in his right hand. He and Jacob circled each other, until neither one of them had the fire in their eyes. Martin suddenly lunged at Jacob, and Jacob sprang at Martin at the same time, changing to wolf form. Martin tried to reverse his lunge mid-leap. He was not prepared for the true size of his opponent. Instead of meeting Jacob straight on, Martin dived under the massive wolf. As he hit the ground, Martin rammed his knife up into Jacobs flank.

Jacob hit the ground and found that his left back leg was unable to withstand his weight. He looked back at it, saw the blood, and turned to bare his teeth and growl at the smaller naked man. Martin howled in triumph as he called "First Blood," and waved his knife at Jacob.

"No!" the high pitched scream came from Renesmee, who had just fought her way out of the basement. Nita escaped Rosalie's hold and ran to her parents, but Renesmee tried to run to Jacob. As fast as Edward was, it was not fast enough. The distance was too small. Martin grabbed Renesmee and threatened her with his bloody knife.

Renesmee and Jacob had played many games. Breaking out of jail, was one of them. Jacob would wrap his arms around her and try to hold her in place. Renesmee had become an expert at escaping. She tested the strength of this man and knew she could escape. Now she watched her Jacob, as he circled around his opponent. She saw him wink at her, and realized that he knew she would be able to escape. Now all she needed was a signal from him. She watched as his muscles contracted, in preparation for him to spring at her capturer.

The next five things happened almost simultaneously. Jacob sniffed at the naked man holding his Renesmee. She bit into the hand of the naked man that threatened her with a knife, so he had to drop the knife and her. Jacob pounced on him as Renesmee ran from his hold. Edward raced out to snatch his daughter from the immediate area of the fight, and Martin transformed into a wolf.

Martin attempted to bite through Jacob's chest, to shred his ribs and capture his heart. Jacob/wolf forced his own large furry head down, so Martin was unable to bite at him fully, but that left his ears and the back of his neck in Martin's line of rage. Jacob yelped as Martin/wolf chomped at Jacob's ear and neck and shook him like a rag doll. Jacob lost his footing, and Martin dragged him around by his neck. Jacob suddenly dug his claws into the dirt. He stopped his sliding and stood up to his full height. He raised himself up on his hind legs and pulled Martin off the ground.

With Martin dangling off Jacob's neck, with no footing at all, Jacob reached over and bit Martin just under his left front leg. He ripped out a large portion of Martin/wolf's side. Martin lost his hold on Jacob's neck, and he howled in pain. He fell to his back, and Jacob was on him in a flash.

Jacob took Martin by the throat and twisted and shook his prey until his head was separated from his body. The giant red wolf threw the head into the fire and watched it blaze high again. Then he sat back on his haunches and watched the body of the wolf he had defeated turn slowly back into a man. Cory came to stand by the body of his eldest and last son, and watched the change. When he was fully human, Cory leaned over his son, as if to kiss him, and punched through his chest and pulled out his heart. It was Cory who placed the body in the fire.

Renesmee squirmed free from her father and ran to Jacob/wolf. Ignoring the blood, she wrapped her arms around his neck and began to cry.

"Jacob, my Jacob. How bad did he hurt you?" her tears mingled with the blood that matted the fur on his neck, but his rapid healing had already stopped the blood.

Once again, Alice ran to the house to bring clothes out for Jacob. Renesmee refused to release him so he could go and change. Carlisle was also there, checking his wounds. Jacob/wolf finally gave up and changed back into a human. He wrapped his arms around Renesmee and held her so her face stayed in his neck. Alice helped him with the sweat pants she had grabbed for him, all the while humming some silly tune and giggling.

Carlisle verified that there were no broken bones, and that the knife wound was healing well, and quickly. Esme brought Carlisle his bag so he could put a couple of stitches into Jacob's ear, upper back, and neck. They would heal better if everything was where it was supposed to be.

Jacob stood still for all of it. Nothing mattered. The only thing that mattered to him was the sound of Renesmee crying in his good ear.

"My poor Jacob. My poor, poor Jacob," she cried and stoked his hair and back.

Jacob, along with Bella and Edward, took Renesmee to her room and put her into bed. She still refused to let go of Jacob's hand, but she did fall asleep soon after being tucked into her bed. Jacob slept on the floor, in human form, next to Renesmee's bed. Rosalie stood by the head of the bed all night, watching Jacob.