Note: I admire the Twilight Series and the characters are owned by Stephanie Meyer. This is my own version of it that will eventually bring in The Cullens.
A/N: Ok I am going to name this chapter: Falling inside the black. It is a song by Skillet. If you want to listen to the song, go look it up on YouTube. Anyway again thanks to Josh for his part in this.
Will's POV:
Stupid human! …Is this some sick joke or God's way of punishing me…Why did she have to choose the Quileute Indian tribe, though it is the tribe of her mother she still had hundreds of other tribes to choose, but she went with the one that is going to cause trouble. Out of all the colleges I've followed Mitchell to it always seems as if he gives this same assignment to see who will try and research the Quileutes. The few times I've had to tell the students who turned in papers on them to redo their papers its because I knew the libraries at that college didn't have sufficient materials. But now here in Washington mere miles from the reservation where the Quileutes reside, I used the same speech I always had and stuck my foot in my mouth. Now I've got to do everything in my power to keep Prof. Mitchell from seeing her paper and taking another innocent life.
Alexis POV:
I was still steaming hours later as I worked at the check out desk in the library. It was a rather slow day, so I was reading one of the books that I used to research The Quileutes. The whole history astounded me. My mother used to tell me about them being desendents of wolves and protecting the land against the cold ones. I never seemed to understand the term..The Cold Ones. I finally asked her when I was 10, who were the cold ones. I remember her response and at that young age, I thought she was crazy. Vampires, roaming the earth, there was no way? Now though that I think about it, it might be true. My thoughts are interupted by a voice.
Mike- So what did Steele want?
I look up to see Mike leaning on the counter looking at me as I put my book down to acknowledge him.
Alexis- He is giving me an extra week to do my paper.
Mike- Really? Why?
Alexis- He doesn't think Mitchell would by it..honestly I am not really sure. He didn't give me a clear answer.
Mike- So are you going to do it?
Alexis- I don't think I have any other choice in the matter. I need to pass this course and the sooner I am away from that arrogant prick..the better.
Mike and I continue to talk until I see Professor Mitchell walk in. Wait, wasn't he suppost to be gone for the day? He looks right at Mike and I and makes his way over. His cold dark black eyes never leaving me. He gives a soft smile though as he stops.
Professor Mitchell- I am sorry to interupt but Mr. Newton, if you don't mind, I need to speak to Ms. Alexander please.
Mike looks at me as I shrug my shoulders before he walks off as I turn to face Professor Mitchell.
Prof Mitchell- Very interesting book you are reading....as well as your paper you turned in.
Alexis- Well, I figured I do it on a tribe that was different. You can only read so many papers on the Cherokee tribe right?
Prof Mitchell- True, but I was wondering, do you believe in the legends?
Alexis- To a point I do. My mother use to tell me the stories when I was a kid. As for humans morphing into wolves and protecting there lands from vampires, I am not sure if it is true or her way of trying to scare me and my siblings. *I pause as he eyes me* I am surprised that your TA even showed it to you..he granted me an extra week to do it on a different topic?
Prof Mitchell- Did he now? Don't worry about it Ms. Alexander but I would like you to come with me.
Alexis- I can't Professor, I am working till closing tonight.
Professor Mitchell begins to stare at me again and I am taken back again as his dark eyes search mine. Again seeming to try to get a read on me. After a few seconds, he spoke again.
Professor Mitchell- I spoke to your boss..it is ok. Follow me please.
With that he walked away. I quickly grab my bookbag as I quickly follow as I see Mike mouth to me asking what is going on. I shrug my shoulders and walk out the door into the cold state of Washington night. I stop as I look both ways. Mitchell was gone. Which way did he go and there is no way someone is that fast. I look around before walking in a direction of his office. As I turn the corner, it hit me. I don't know what it was but I was hit on the back of the head. I fell to the ground and as I was falling inside the black unconcious state, I felt myself being picked up and air all around. It was like whoever was carrying me was running quickly. What was happening?