Chapter 3: Party

Then, the figure started to…laugh. What the hell!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He removed his hood, it was Jacob. That jerk!

I laughed, "Thanks for giving me a frckin' heart attack!" he hugged me, then he bent forward to kiss me, and my checks became red. Then, I tripped. We both giggled, and then he pulled me up and kissed me.

When he stopped, I smiled and hugged him. I jumped carefree on my bed. He jumped on next to me. I inched closer to him. His body was so toasty, and warm. My eyelids suddenly became heavy…then, I slipped away.

I was running swiftly. The area was immense. I found myself in a funhouse…of hell. First, it was just a search. However, every corner I turned, I saw my reflection. Then, I turned a slight corner, this time, I saw something different. There was a different girl. She was emaciated, with deep, purplish, bruises under her eyes. She had a sign. The sign bared a boy…Jacob. I was looking for Jacob. In horror, I fled. Then, I saw me. Just then, a heart-breaking scream tore through me. It was Jacob, in his wolf form, anyway. I raced around the corner. I appeared in a room. Mirrors surrounded me, but they were cracked. I saw a reflection of a wolf. He was on two, shaggy, swollen legs. He had piercing red eyes. He grabbed the smaller, shaggier wolf. I recognized this wolf from anywhere, Jacob! Then, a shower of red began to fall, blood red. I looked down; I was in a tan cloak. I also had big chains around my wrists. I stared at it blankly. I glanced at the mirror. Wolfie's blood soaked body hit the mirror, and then it slid down. Lastly, the blood thirsty…wolf had a crazed look in its eyes. It morphed into human…no he wasn't a human. He had reddish, blondish, fire like hair. Victoria? My parents told me she was dead, and anyway, this is a boy. He also had no shirt, and tan pants. His legs were mangled from under the shorts. He skin was so white, he ran to Jacob. He seemed FASTER than my dad. He had red eyes filled with relief. He gracefully fell down beside Jacob, and consumed his blood. I began to run. He was a vampire, but also a werewolf. He just killed my Jacob.

I woke up screaming. Jacob jumped up. He crawled beside me. He pushed his warm lips softly against mine. I grabbed him and tried to pull him closer to me. I kissed him back a little too much.

Then he pulled away, "MAN, who boost up your kissing level! That was like…awesome!" I began crying up a storm. I began mumbling random things about my dream. I grabbed my legs in a fetal position and began crying.

Jacob sighed, "Bad dream." I nodded slowly. He grabbed me and laid down. He placed me onto of his chest. He began playing aimlessly with my hair. I giggled. He sat me up and kissed me. I kissed him back. Then, I heard a slight giggle. I turned my head.

It was Aunt Alice, "I just wanted to know if you wanted to do a karaoke competition with us, you know, for your birthday."

I started blushing, "Sure." I ran outside my room. Jacob followed, grinning. I shuffled into the living room. I looked around, it seemed darker, great. Finally, something fell of the roof. He gracefully leaped down. My dad.

I started to tear, "Dad, can I show and mom something." They stared at each, and then nodded causally. I thought really hard, my veins stared to pulse. Finally, I sent my dreams over to them.

Edward shook his head, "How is that possible. I mean, if he was originally a shape shifter like Jacob, then the poison would've killed him. If he became a vampire before he was supposed to inherit the gene, the transformation would've prevented that so…" My dad started pacing.

Then, he froze, "Unless, he was a vampire, then he got bit by an actual werewolf, or vice-versa. But, then again the dream may just be a dream. Don't worry about it, mommy and daddy will be in the next protecting you." I was still so…disappointed. This dream meant something, I know it.

Tears began to swell up in my eyes, "I…think that someone is gonna kidnap me, I'm…scared." I tried to the fight the tears, just couldn't. Then, Jacob grabbed my hand. He pulled me out the door. I opened my eyes. There were flowers everywhere. I smiled a wide grin. I love flowers!

Jacob, "I knew you would love it!!" I grabbed his hand. Then he leaned in and kissed me. He let me. I ran through the door. The smell of roses hit like a flying bowling ball. I followed my old scents into my bedroom. My Wii was set up, well, Wiis.

I looked at my Rock Band stuff, "Rock Band?" he smiled I selected a random song. I put up my stand, attached the microphone, and finally, I hooked up my guitar, and drum set. Jacob did the same. When the song was loading, I grasped my drum, an electric bolt with purple and black horizontal stripes, and polka dots, and leaped on my bed. I set up the drums. The song finally loaded, it was Paranoid. Then, finally, it started. I gracefully stepped on the drums, in prefect rhythm. I song aimlessly; I hands were a whirl on the guitar. I hit every note, even though I was on expert. After about a half second, I heard the failing siren go off. Then, I heard the announcer mumble, you failed. Jacob lost. Then, I continued thinking about my dream. I heard the last note go by. I got one-hundred percent on everything, as usual. Jacob laughed when he saw my score. I yawned, I glanced over at the clock, and it was eleven. I stumbled into my bed, not brothering to change. Jacob got the clue. He smiled my favorite crooked smile, and he hopped out of the window. I watched he prance into the trees. I sat my head on the pillow. My eyelids felt heavy. I just let "my brain go on auto pilot" (A famous quote by Mrs. Freedman) then, everything went black.

My eyelids burst open. I saw a man's face, glowing with piercing red eyes, near mine. He had a knife to my neck. I tried to scream, but my vocal chords weren't working. I felt another man sling a rope around my mouth. I inhaled deeply. The weird thing is that I smelled…nothing. I bit the rope; however, it was made of a really strong material. The man grabbed me. He threw me off the bed. I began shaking vigorously. I began kicking them, but they just laughed, then, they dragged me outside, however, they jumped out the window. I man with the knife threw me in the trunk. He slammed the trunk door. I heard the engine start. The car began to move. Then, after about ten minutes, the car took a sharp, side-splitting turn to the left. Then rode was bumpy and uneven. Then, out of nowhere, we stopped. The man came to the trunk again. I could finally get a good look at him. He was tall. He had red eyes that burn through you. He had a blood soaked shirt and jeans. Then, I saw him…again. An identical twin? They briskly grabbed me. They walked into a house. I gasped. It was…a prison cell. There were rows after rows of gray, inhabited, dusty cells. They haven't been occupied in years. They threw me in a cell. Then, they grabbed a brown cloak. It was rigid on the bottom. The man…well on of the men…shoved it over me. Then he grabbed my wrists and shoved handcuffs on them. They shoved me in a clean, well semi-clean, prison cell. Then, I heard a lock. I was trapped, great. My family will find me someday. Then, a yellow gas filled the house. I inhaled; nothing. How could they invent a scent blocker? Then, the man signaled the other one to leave.

The man walked into my cell, "Hello, my name is Roy. I hope you enjoy your stay, you'll be here a while." He laughed evilly. Then, I glanced around; I saw two skeletons placed casually into chairs. I shrieked. Then, a yawn escaped my throat.

Roy glanced back at me, "Oh, you're tired. Let me help you sleep." He grinned with an evil cackle. He pulled put a bottle, then, he shoved the liquid down my throat. At that moment, everything went black.