A/N: This one goes out to all of the werewolf/Jacob lovers/haters out there. yeah, he gets a chapter all to himself. This, however, is especially dedicated to Pyromaniac-Girl who asked for Jacob VS The Wood Splitter (yes, I changed it from wood chipper).
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters.
Wendigo
"Now how on earth do I do this…?" Jacob asked himself as he stood in the middle of the forest and stared at the offending machine that sat before him.
It was just his luck that the one task Billy asked Jacob to do was the one that he had no clue how to begin. The task: make some fire wood for the annual La Push Halloween campfire using Sam's new state-of-the-art wood splitter.
Circling the machine, Jacob stared at all of the possible places to start with the wood. After a moment of contemplation, he placed a small log on a flat metal surface facing a vertical blade edge resembling an arrowhead.
Smirking, he silently praised himself for his good thinking.
"Now, to turn it on." He murmured as his eyes searched for the power switch. He found it quick enough, about two feet away from the blade right where the wood was laid.
After flicking the switch, the wood splitter began to whiz and whir. Unfortunately, as Jacob tried to pull the sleeve of his jacket away before the splitting process began, he realized that it was stuck.
The grinding noises of the cogs and gears grew louder as the plate holding the wood began to slide forward quicker than Jacob had anticipated.
He shook in anticipation, doing everything in this power to break free of the machine. He yanked, he clawed, he pulled, he tugged, and all to no avail. It was so close now, barely half a foot away.
That afternoon, all throughout La Push a heart-wrenching cry could be heard, followed by screams of agony that eventually died out.
The residence, not knowing what or where the origin of the deranged yelps had been, just decided to claim that it was the Wendigo.