(A/N: Okay, yes, as I'm sure you can tell, there is a MAJOR PLOT TWIST in store, and I hope you like it. Please review, as I'd love to know what you think)
Suddenly Jacob was shaking violently, so violently I thought he was going to explode. And then there was a tearing sound, and in the place where Jacob Black once stood, was a giant, russet coloured wolf staring straight at me.
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"Jacob," I whispered shakily. "Jake, honey, calm down," The wolf, I couldn't bring myself to believe it was Jacob, showed no response except a long, breathless snarl. "Listen, I know you're in there Jake, please, calm down, for me?" I pleaded. But though I tried to convince myself he was in there, I could see no trace of humanity in the large yellow eyes- This wasn't Jacob Black, it was an animal.
So quickly I could barely see it, he lunged forward towards me, and I was suddenly on the floor. There was a sudden stab of pain in my throat, I was only vaguely aware of a high-pitched yelp sounding close to my ear and I succumbed to the darkness around the edges of my eyes, letting it pull me under, deeper and deeper...
The first thing that I noticed was an annoying, high pitched beeping somewhere to my right. Was I dead? No, I doubted that, there was far too much pain in my neck and left side of my body for that. Hmm, that beeping was getting very annoying. Why couldn't it stop? Eventually I found my eyelids, and slowly peeled them back over my eyes. I was in what seemed to be a relatively shabby hospital ward, with a piece of machinery monitoring my heartbeat.
So that was the source of the beeping then. I looked down at the end of the bed, and something was not right. I couldn't stretch out fully; why would they have made it so small? After a long second, I realised. The bed wasn't too small, I was too big. Pulling the tubes out of my nose and arm, and avoiding my left side, I stood up next to the side of the bed.
Holy Crap! I was tall!! My eyes swept the room, but there were no people to be seen. Well, I decided, I guess I don't have to stay in here. Grabbing a pair of crutches, I stumbled my way down the corridor, until I found what I wanted. Inside one of the bathrooms was a mirror. I held my breath and stepped towards it. Nothing could have prepared me for what I saw in there. The left side of my neck, and the left of the rest of my body for that matter, was hideous.
I traced my fingers down the long, deeply cut scratches along my arm. They looked like damage done by claws. Claws. Wolves. Jacob. I couldn't stop the memories from pouring into my brain. Jacob, my dearest Jacob had done this. He didn't mean it, he wasn't in control of himself, Oh God, Jake did this to me!
He would be in more pain than I was! Jake loved me so much more than I could imagine, imagine the guilt he would feel for this. I cursed Edward under my breath. If it weren't for him leaving those stupid presents there in the first place, I wouldn't look like this, wouldn't be feeling this pain, and neither would Jake. Suddenly anger, white hot flashed through me. I looked down at my hands, only to notice that my whole frame was shaking violently. I gritted my teeth, and then the fire inside me felt like it was bursting through my chest, and there was a ripping sound.
I looked down, and froze for a second. Because instead of seeing my bare feet and the bottom of the hospital nightgown, I saw two furry, golden paws. Was there another wolf in here, one of Jacob's Quileute friends? My head snapped up to the mirror. But the reflection of an eighteen year-old girl with brown hair was missing, and in its place was a large topaz coloured wolf. I blinked, and it did too. "Who are you?" I tried to whisper, but it came out a low bark. Then it all fell into place. The golden coated wolf was me. I was a werewolf.