"Battle Scars"

Chapter 6: Could This Really Be A Lead?

A/N #1: Hey everyone! Just like I promised as it's been two weeks and I'm posting the next chapter! I just want to say thank you for all of your support for this story by reading, reviewing and adding it to your alerts...it really means the world to me knowing that there are others that take interest in this story. THANK YOU!

A/N #2: This is the longest chapter for this story, so I hope you all enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or Twilight. They belong to their respective owners (I thank them for creating them in the first place).

Summary: Bella Winchester had accepted her destiny but when she looses what she cares about the most, will she fight back or is the pain too much for her to handle; pain that not even the Cullens could truly understand.

Angel Warriors: [this section will be updated as the story progresses as you learn more about it]

- Winchesters' destiny…Bella mentioned a coming war

- Winchesters received their shared powers on Bella's 13th birthday while they got their individual powers on their 18th birthday

- All three Winchesters' tattoo, that wrap around their right arm just below the shoulder (picture on photobucket account, link on profile and on LiveJournal Master List), appeared on Bella's 18th birthday – tattoo symbolizes the connection between the siblings

- Powers are stronger when they are together

Powers (so far discovered in the story):

Dean – Pyrokinesis (manipulate fire like X-Men's Pyro)

Sam – Empathy (feeling other's emotions), Telekinesis

Bella – Cyrokinesis (freeze things like X-Men's Iceman)

Shared/Together – Telepathy, Compulsion, Mental Shield, Enhanced Hearing and Sight

REMINDER: From this point forward, there are two vampire types and two werewolf types.

NOTE #1: Dialogue in italics are telepathic thoughts while other forms of italic words are individual thoughts.

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Bella's POV:

[September 9, 2008]

My second day at Forks High wasn't all that bad, especially when I compelled the secretary, Ms. Cope, into writing up a pass that pretty much forced the teacher into sending me to the library once I showed them the note. While Sam was off checking out the library at Seattle University, I spent most of the morning in the school library, making sure at the end of each period, I went to my next class to show the note before I headed down to the library again. After the third period, the librarian didn't even question me when I just left my research material and belongings at my work station as I just told her that I'd be back shortly because she got the routine when I'd return to my spot after five minutes or so.

All and all, it seemed to be a pretty productive morning for me as I had come across some books that dealt with demon mythology and very few that specifically dealt with vampire or werewolf mythology and those books only dealt with the vampires and werewolves that I've come across and dealt with in my past (Luthor, Lenore and Madison being some prime examples) but nothing was said about these native shapeshifters or of their enemies; the Cold Ones.

Before I knew it, it was lunch time and unfortunately for me, I hadn't even opened up the demonology books yet but I figured I'd save those for later as I packed up my belongings, placed the books back where I had found them before I headed to the cafeteria to get some food as I was starving at this point. Who knew research could bring upon an appetite?

The cafeteria was packed when I arrived and I couldn't help but scope the place out as I made a beeline for the lunch line since I needed to buy my lunch that day, which was fine for me. It was only a few moments after I joined the line did the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end and I instantly knew that one of the members of the Cullen family were near me.

"Good afternoon Bella." The familiar musical Texas drawl stated from behind me and I couldn't help but laugh at how easy it was for me to identify the owner of that specific drawl.

"And a fine afternoon it is Jasper." I quipped before I turned to face him as I moved along the line up and I was surprised to see that he wasn't alone. Well I wasn't really surprised since my gut told me that two Cullens were near me but the identity of the second Cullen was what surprised me as I actually had to look down to see her as the girl wrapped around Jasper's side was very…tiny in comparison to him.

She seemed to have the same gold eyes and pale complexion as Jasper, as well as a very expensive fashion sense that seemed to just work with her cropped (yet spiked) jet black hair. She also seemed very energetic if that eager smile of hers had any say about it but only one title could describe her overall aura to me; a little pixie.

I quirked my eyebrow at the pixie when she seemed to be dancing in place, as if she couldn't hold in her excitement any longer. "Who's your friend Jasper?" I questioned as I gave him an amused look.

He chuckled. "Bella, I'd like you to meet my girlfriend Alice." He introduced and before I could say anything, his girlfriend jumped in to finally say something before her small body pulled me into a hug.

"It's great to finally meet you Bella!" She enthusiastically stated but I wasn't really paying attention as I tried to relax my body as it had automatically stiffened at the physical contact and at the fact that her touch was also as cold as Jasper's when we shook hands the day before.

"Yeah…you too." I told her as politely as I could while I tried to wriggle out of her hug. I think she got the message as she immediately released me before she gave me an apologetic smile and a whispered apology. I just smiled and told her not to worry before I gathered some food onto my tray before I had to move along the line. Alice and Jasper did the same but they each had an extra tray each. I gave them both a quizzical look as I waited for them to take a hint.

The pixie seemed to catch on quick as she hurried to answer my silent question. "Our siblings are running a little late." She stated with a knowing smile as she continued to pile a few more things onto her tray. As she did that I turned to look at their table to see Edward sitting at their table alone and I couldn't help but snicker as a few ideas of why the last two members of their adoptive family would be late to lunch.

I let loose a humored laugh as I turned my attention back to my tray. "Seems like it." I commented before it was my turn to pay for my lunch. Just before I left, I said quick goodbyes to the couple before I made my way towards the group of teenagers that I had lunch with the previous day and who I shared many of my missed morning classes with. I was greeted with many 'hellos' as I got situated before I looked around the group. "So guys, what did I miss this morning?" That was all I needed to say to get the group to rehash the morning while I ate my lunch.

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When it was time to go to biology class, I decided to head back to the library once again so that I could read that demonology book I had found during my first period in the library so when I walked up to Mr. Banner, I handed the note to him with a smirk on my face before he sent me to the library, as the note requested.

I gave the librarian a head nod as I entered the library before I headed straight for the self I had left the demonology book on. I took the same spot that I had taken that morning and I started to read. It mainly focused on the origin of demons and how they were created, starting off with the story of how Lucifer created Lilith, the first known demon of all time.

It was at the end of the period when I finally got to the information that foretold that it was theorized that demons were once humans but once their souls had entered Hell and were stripped of their humanity, it was then that they were reborn as demons. I gulped at that fact. I had my suspicions about demons having human souls once, thanks to Ruby, but I was hoping she was wrong as a whole bunch of questions started floating through my mind but the main one really stuck at the forefront of my mind; how long did it take for a human soul to loose touch with its humanity?

Dean's soul has been down in Hell for four months now…was he on the verge of loosing his humanity?

Before I could ponder the disturbing thought even further, the timer on my watch went off and it broke through my thoughts. I instantly closed the book shut as I wasn't prepared to read whatever was next in that book, placed it back on the shelf before I headed off to gym.

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I quickly changed into a suitable set of clothes (short shorts and a fitting t-shirt that covered my tattoos) before the bell ending the previous period had gone off and by the time I made it out to the gym, the students from the previous class were heading off to get changed. I quickly approached Coach Clapp and to my greatest pleasure, learned that the self-defense classes would be continuing for the day. Since I seemed to be really early in comparison to my fellow classmates, I decided to approach the instructor as the coach stepped out for a moment.

"Excuse me?" I innocently asked while the instructor was rummaging through his bag.

"How can I help…you?" He questioned but his moment of hesitation came the moment he finally looked at me. Internally I smirked at the way I would affect the opposite sex but on the outside, I came off as an innocent girl who didn't notice that he was openly checking me out…and I couldn't deny that he was a very attractive twenty-five year old guy with jet black hair and the bluest eyes I've ever seen.

"Well I was wonder if we'd be doing the same stuff as yesterday." I asked him as I nervously bit my lip. He gulped and since I was feeling mischievous, I used my telepathy to take a peak into his mind and I was greeted with many intimate thoughts that revolved around me and the blue eyed instructor before me.

He cleared his throat before he answered me. "Just briefly before moving on to something new but if you weren't here yesterday, it's best that you do that stuff first before moving on."

I smiled at me. "I think I have that covered."

He gave me a skeptical look. "Are you sure? I wouldn't want any student to get hurt on my watch."

"I had to sit out on the bleachers yesterday because it was my first day here but I'm ready." I explained as I slowly started walking backwards towards the mats as I never took my eyes off of him.

"Maybe I should be the judge of that." He stated with a smirk as his eyes lingered on my body, which I was fine with since I'm used to those types of stares.

"If you insist." I quipped before I felt my feet hit the demonstration mat. "How about now?" I asked him with a challenging look in my eyes.

"What?"

I smirked at him as I motioned him to join me. "I'm early since class doesn't start for another eight minutes so how about I show you that I'm ready."

"What are you suggesting exactly?" He playfully asked as he made his way to join me on the mat.

"Sparring, just you and me."

His eyes widened and he started to protest the idea immediately. "I don't-"

I rolled my eyes before I interrupted him. "Coach Clapp is in the office and won't be coming back until the other students start to show up." I pointed out as I walked closer towards him. I stopped to stand in front of him, close enough that the tips of our shoes were touching and I suppressed the smirk that wanted to form on my lips as I heard the hitch in his breath. I looked up at him under hooded lashes as I used my feminine charm to get what I wanted; a much needed sparring match. "C'mon, are you really gonna deny a student when she's willing to learn?" I egged him on and just before he was able to move his arms, I sidestepped out of his way before I made a grab to restrain his arm behind his back which caught him off guard.

"You really want to spar?" He asked me as he looked over his shoulder. I simply nodded before he shrugged his shoulders prior to getting out of my hold on him. My eyes widened slightly and when I looked up to him, I saw him back up a bit as he went to the center of the mat while a smirk was present on his lips. "If you insist."

That was all I needed for the sparring match to get on its way.

The blue eyed instructor, who I learned was named Damon, and I were so caught up in our sparring match that we hadn't realized that eight minutes had gone by and that Coach Clapp had returned while the rest of the class was filing in. At this point, Damon had me pinned on the mat but it was once we heard the whistle that we turned our attention to see that we had an audience but that little distraction was all that I needed to flip our positions so that I now had Damon pinned between me and the mat.

I never took my eyes off of Damon as he slowly smirked up at me. "Coach, I think I found my demonstration partner for the day." I beamed at the implication before I unstraddled him. Once I was upright again, I offered Damon a hand, which he gladly took, before we brushed the few dust particles we gathered off of ourselves.

Before Coach Clapp or anyone else could comment on what they just walked in on, Damon started the class up with me as his assistant. It wasn't until a quarter into class that I realized that Jasper wasn't here participating but once I had scoped the room, I saw that he was sitting out on the bleachers again with a quizzical look on his face. I didn't give it much thought once I went back to helping Damon out but I was always aware of where Jasper was during the rest of the period.

Before I knew it, the class was over and Coach Clapp was dismissing all of the students. I received a few praises from passing students and one from the coach before I heard Damon calling me. I stopped in my tracks to look at him.

He smiled. "Great class today Bella." He complimented once he approached me.

"Thanks Damon. You weren't so bad yourself." I teased back, causing him to laugh as he grabbed a towel from his bag.

He wiped his brow before hanging the towel around his neck. "Listen, I was wondering if you'd wanna be my assistant for the rest of my time here." He offered before he looked me in the eyes and it surprised me how intense his blue eyes were.

I couldn't help the smile that automatically showed on my face…it wasn't a surprise to me that I started to like the attractive man in front of me. "That sounds great but…I'd have to think about it." I honestly told him since I wasn't sure how long he or I were going to be at Forks High School.

He chuckled as he seemed to take no offence to my hesitance. "No problem." I nodded before I turned around to head out but his voice stopped me once again in my tracks. "You know, it's a shame you can't assist me in all the gym classes." I looked over my shoulder to see him smirking at me, and there was no doubt in my mind that he was checking me out just a few moments ago.

"A shame indeed." I played along before I gave him a smirk of my own. "I'll see you tomorrow Damon." I started retreating backwards as I held onto his gaze.

He smiled. "It was great meeting you Bella."

"Likewise." I gave him a wink before I left the gym to head to the locker rooms, which appeared to be emptying out pretty fast. I didn't bother to chance back into my original outfit so I just grabbed my gear and headed towards my English class. I gave the same slip to Mr. Mason as I had done to all the other teachers before I headed to the librarian. Instead of grabbing the demonology book, I headed over to the librarian and compelled her to believe that I was here studying. Once she repeated the story back to me, I left the library and headed for the school's exit as I had decided to skip last period. I slipped my leather jacket over my gym clothes as I started to walk back to Charlie's house and luckily for me, it wasn't raining.

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It was twenty minutes later that I walked through the threshold of Charlie's home to find it empty. I quickly shrugged my shoulders before I slipped out of my leather jacket while I headed for mine and Sam's room. I dumped my belongings onto the bed before I pulled out my phone. I gave Sam a quick text, telling him I was back at the house before I placed it on the nightstand on my side of the bed. I grabbed a new set of clothes and a few toiletries before heading to the bathroom to take a much needed shower.

As I scrubbed the dirt, grime and sweat from my body that I had collected over the day, I couldn't help but let my thoughts run free through my mind as I took all that I had learned in that day. I had learned most of it during our rapid research phase when we were trying to find a way out of Dean's deal but to see it a different way in different mythologies had me cringing at the doubting thought of what was indeed fact and what was fiction when it came to Lilith. I knew for a fact that once we got a lead on Lilith or once we got Dean out of Hell, we were going to go after Lilith next…there was no question about it.

"No question about it." A voice stated inside my mind and I groaned at Sam's timing.

"Ever heard of a mental knock before Sam?" I annoyingly quipped as I finished up my shower.

"I did and you answered without even knowing it." He teased back with a chuckle.

"Oh damnit…so what do you need Sammy boy? You interrupted my shower." I mentally complained to him as I shut the water off, stepped out of the shower before I started to dry myself off with my towel.

"Eww…wait, aren't you supposed to be in school?" His disgust was quickly forgotten at the idea of me skipping school. I rolled my eyes at the fact that he forgets that I'm not really in school to graduate.

"Worked up a sweat in gym and I did a lot of reading today. I thought I deserved to skip last period plus I left you a text saying that I was home." I explained as I started getting dressed. "Now that that is cleared up, mind telling me why you're mentally calling?"

"I haven't checked my phone yet so I wanted to give you a heads up that I was back in town." He explained through our telepathic link as I finished putting on my jeans and my blue halter top before I moved on to my make-up, which I usually only put a minimal amount on.

"Yup just pick me up at home, see ya soon Sammy!" I stated before I let my thoughts wonder to Damon and our encounter before I left the gym.

"It's Sam and who's Damon?" My eyes widened when Sam asked as I had thought that I had ended the telepathic link between us.

I bit my lip nervously. "Bye Sam!" I quickly stated before I official ended the link between us. After a few moments, a few giggles escaped my lips before I tended to my hair, which I had decided to just leave it as the wet curls were settling in the way I like it.

Once I approved my overall appearance, I grabbed my dirty laundry and my toiletries before heading back to the bedroom to put everything back in its place. I then grabbed my leather jacket and my cell phone before heading back downstairs and just in time too as I heard the Impala pull up into the driveway and I knew it was Sam due to the distinct sound of the Impala's engine.

Before Sam could even turn the engine off and get out of the car, I was already outside and locking up the house before I rushed to the passenger seat.

After I fastened my seatbelt and turned my attention to my brother, it was then that I noticed his quizzical expression. When he didn't say anything, I got fed up. "What?"

Sam's eyes narrowed at me. "Who's Damon?"

My eyes widened as I gave him an incredulous look as I couldn't believe that he was asking me that. "Seriously Sam?" When he didn't show any signs of dropping the topic, I groaned out of defeat. "Fine, he's the self-defense instructor at school. Now that that is settled, can we get going?" I explained but the second part of my statement earned me a head nod before Sam put the Impala in reverse and backed out of the driveway.

It was a few minutes into the drive to La Push Reservation when Sam broke the silence between us. "You're a little too excited for a meet and greet…what gives?" He questioned as he quickly diverted his attention from the road, onto me and then back to the road again.

I felt my nose scrunch up out of confusion. "What do you mean?"

Sam shrugged. "Well…I just don't want you getting your hopes up."

I nodded my head. "I know."

I could see Sam's face scrunch up out of confusion now as he turned off the highway. "Then why are you…?" He trailed off and I knew that he was referring to my slight perky mood earlier during our telepathic communication and quite frankly, I was surprised by its appearance too. I mean, ever since Dean's deal came to an end, I just haven't been excited about much.

I thought of a way to answer him but it only took me a few seconds as my thoughts drifted to the blue-eyed instructor from gym class. "Because I had a fantastic sparring session with Damon right after reading more on the history of how Lilith came to be." I explained with a smile when I mentioned Damon but it instantly turned into a scowl when I mentioned the demon herself that held my oldest brother's soul contract.

Sam nodded his head out of acknowledgment but that's all he said on the topic as he was pulling up to a red wooden house near the beach and in front of a forest, that had a mailbox in front of the house with the family name painted on it's side; Black.

"We'll deal with your findings later but as for right now, we don't reveal who we really are, got it?" Sam explained after cutting the engine off as he turned to face me with his game face on.

I nodded in understanding as I slipped into my interviewer mode. "Yeah but then how are we really going to get any information then?"

"We work with the researching the tribe history angle at this point." He said before he made a move to exit the Impala and I wasn't far behind in doing the same as I exited through the passenger door. We both slammed our doors shut at the same time before Sam spoke again. "And if we have to, we improvise." I blew out a breath as I followed Sam to the Black Residence yet I stayed behind a bit when Sam made a move for the doorbell.

As we waited, I couldn't help the smile that graced my lips when my body took in the calming environment that surrounded me as I heard the birds chirping near the edge of the forest as well as the faint sound of the waves that came from the nearby beach.

Before I could enjoy the feeling anymore, the door opened up to reveal a man around Charlie's age in a wheelchair. It was obvious that he had a Native American background as his skin was a deep copper color while his hair was long and black as his dark brown eyes reminded me of eyes that have seen more than they were supposed to in their lifetime.

"Are you Billy Black?" Sam asked, causing the man in the wheelchair to give a deep chuckle.

"You must be Sam and Isabella. Please come on in." He greeted as he started wheeling his chair backwards so that we could step over the threshold.

I smiled as I stepped into his warm home. "Thank you sir and please, call me Bella." I told the older man as I heard Sam close the door behind him while I followed Billy Black into the family room.

He chuckled again. "Bella it is." He stated before he turned around to face us, gesturing for us to take a seat. "Well Charlie didn't say much on the phone but he said you both wanted to speak to me."

Sam made a move for the couch while I held back a bit as I took in my surroundings, which definitely gave off a home-y vibe to it. It was comforting. "Yes actually, we were hoping you'd help us out with a research project that we're both working on." Sam's voice snapped me out of my thoughts, prompting me to walk over and grab the seat on Sam's right.

Billy gave us both an interested look as he looked between the both of us. "Oh? What's it about?"

"Folk lore legends." Sam easily stated and I couldn't help but add onto that.

"Sam and I know pretty much any legend out there but when we stumbled upon your tribe's own legend, we couldn't believe that we never came across it in our past before." I started to ramble on but sometimes I could never help it but it usually turns out to be a good thing so I just go with it in the end.

I could see Billy gulp nervously as if we weren't supposed to know about the legends in the first place. "Oh well, those are just old stories that were passed down through the generations." Billy stated offhandedly as he tried to make us believe that that is all the legends were, just stories.

"Stories or not, you must have been very proud of your ancestors Mr. Black. I mean to come from such great warriors that were destined to protect the tribe the way they did, I know I would be proud and the stories are just truly remarkable." I inhaled deeply afterwards as that was a mouthful to say.

"Bells."

I turned to look at Sam as he gave him his arched eyebrow look of his that asked what the hell in times like these. "What? Am I getting a little too ahead of myself?" Sam just smirked, which was all I needed for my answer as I turned to Billy as I gave him a shy smile. "I'm sorry…it's a known fact that I tend to ramble when I'm nervous." I explained as I played the part perfectly and I knew that Sam appreciated it too as I saw his fleeting smirk come and go long before Billy even noticed.

Billy chuckled. "It's quite alright Bella and whether the legends are true or not, I'm proud of what my ancestors had accomplished before me." His head was held high as I could see the smile forming on his lips.

Sam gave a lopsided smile before he spoke. "Glad to hear it Mr. Black but we were wondering if there was more to the stories…like did the tribe ever accept outside influences when it came to protecting the tribe?" He innocently questioned but I knew better and although I thought he was jumping into those types of questions a little earlier than expected, I didn't really care as I had decided to let Sam take control, like always.

As I patiently waited for an answer, my eyes roamed around the room until it caught sight of the fireplace which already had a growing fire and just looking at it got my temperature to rise. So without even thinking, I took off my leather jacket and placed it in my lap as I watched the fire.

"I'm sorry but I don't…" I could hear the confusion in Billy's voice but I didn't understand why he stopped speaking. I turned to see Billy looking at me with wide eyes, which I didn't understand.

"Mr. Black, are you…" Sam worriedly asked before he followed Billy's line of sight to me and when he had his eyes on me, Sam's eyes also widened. "Bella!"

"What?" I was a little freaked out with Sam's shocked tone but that was until I felt a chill go up my arm and that was when my own eyes widened as the realization suddenly hit me…my tattoo. Billy was staring at my connection tattoo which was completely exposed thanks to the blue halter top I was wearing. I'm such an idiot! How could I forget what type of top I was wearing? I mentally berated myself as I couldn't blame the heat for making me act impulsively before I returned my attention back to a stunned Billy Black.

"It's impossible." Billy mumbled but with our enhanced hearing, I knew Sam heard it too just like I had.

"What's impossible sir?" I innocently questioned as if there was nothing wrong and that he wasn't on the verge of discovering who I was.

Billy turned his gaze from my tattoo and onto my eyes. "Are you really one of them?" He asked and I could hear the slight hopefully awe in his voice.

"That's kind of vague don't you think? Am I really one of what?" I teased just a bit which earned me a nudge in the ribs by Sam.

"An Angel Hunter." Billy whispered as if he was afraid to say the words out loud.

"Warrior." Sam instantly corrected him which caused the older man to look at my brother with a confused look on his face. Sam gave the older man a friendly smile before he elaborated. "It's Angel Warrior."

I could see the look of awe form in his eyes before a look of fear replaced it in an instant. "You both…you can't…"

After seeing Billy's flustered behavior, I turned to Sam with arched eyebrow and he automatically knew what I was asking him of. "He's worried we're here for the tribe." He whispered so that only I could hear him and I instantly knew that Sam must have used his telepathic and empathic ability on the older man to come to that conclusion.

I nodded my head in understanding before I turned to look back at the older man, who was just worried about his family being in danger by us…which I thought was a ridiculous thought but I couldn't really blame the guy for thinking that. "We're not here to harm anyone Mr. Black. We just want answers." I reassured him and that seem to do the trick as he was calming himself down.

"Answers for what?"

"Mostly about your tribe because it's the only lead we have to helping our brother out." I stated as I shrugged my shoulders.

Billy's brow furrowed out of confusion before he looked between us once again. "Brother?"

"If you know the basic gist's of who we are, you know that the prophecy states of there being three Angel Warriors." Sam stated before he stood from his seat and made his way towards the fireplace.

I sighed. "Currently the third's soul is trapped in Hell and we're trying to rescue him." I explained as I kept a watchful eye on Billy since Sam's back was towards us.

"But how?"

I groaned as I ran a hand through my dry messy-yet-styled curls. "That's a very long story but it revolves around a deal that shouldn't have been made."

Billy's eyes widened but he was now looking down at the floor. "Crossroad deals." My body stiffened when I heard his mumbled words and when I chanced a glance at Sam, I knew that he heard it too just by looking at his now tense form.

"What was that?" Sam questioned as he removed his gaze from the fire and onto Billy Black.

He gulped before he started to explain. "Crossroad deals. In the very beginning, it was believed that a deal was made to obtain the power of the wolf but the theory was dismissed when the power seemed to be inherited through the warrior's bloodline."

"Do you know anything else about the deals?" I anxiously asked, hoping that maybe this was the lead that we've been searching for.

Billy Black shook his head from side to side. "No, not off the top of my head…but I could look through my family's papers and see what we've collected and I'll get back to you." I was disappointed yet grateful when he made his offer to help.

Sam gave the older man a grateful smile. "We'd greatly appreciate that Mr. Black. Thank you."

"As for my tribe's history, you're both welcome to the bonfire tomorrow. It's also an unofficial council meeting but we were going to share the history to the newest members of the…" He suggested the invitation before he trailed off as if he was trying to find the right word.

I smirked. "Pack?" I offered which got me a sheepish nod from the tribe leader.

"Yes."

"We don't want to intrude." Sam piped in as he moved to stand behind my seat.

"It would be an honor to have you both there." Billy reassured us.

I hesitantly looked up to Sam, who nodded, before I looked back to Billy. "Then we'd love to join you then."

It was only a few seconds after I said that, I could feel Sam tense up behind me. I turned to look at him and I saw that he had this concentrated look on his face before he turned to face Billy. "We better head out." He politely told the older man but I knew something was up.

"So soon?" Billy questioned as he gave us both quizzical looks but I didn't answer right away as I was trying to focus my senses like Sam had been doing and it wasn't until then that I heard the sound of approaching footsteps.

"Unfortunately yes…you've got company Mr. Black and we've already taken up enough of your time." I explained as politely as I could while I stood up from my seat. Billy nodded his head in understanding before he started to wheel his way towards the front door. Sam and I followed while I simultaneously put my jacket back on.

"Alright well, the bonfire's at six o'clock tomorrow so bring your appetites." Billy reminded us as he stopped a few feet from the door, allowing us to step passed him.

"Thank you once again Mr. Black." I smiled at him as I raised my hand for him to shake, which at first caught him off guard but he didn't hesitate to shake it once it registered in his mind what I wanted.

"It was my pleasure and it was an honor to meet you both." He stated as he shook my hand before moving on to shake Sam's hand. I was already waiting halfway between the Impala and the house but I could still hear what was happening inside the house.

"You too. Have a good night sir." Sam bid his farewell before he joined me at the Impala.

"Drive safely!" Billy called out with a wave and I waved back.

Just before I turned around to continue my trek to the passenger side of the Impala, I see a man getting closer to Billy's house and not just any man but a half naked man with copper like skin, short black hair and a tribal tattoo on his shoulder and I instantly knew that he was part of the wolf pack. I couldn't help the appreciative smile that formed on my lips as I looked him over and I was pleased to see him stop in his tracks as he did the same for me. When my eyes finally found his, I gave him a parting wink before I quickly headed to the Impala as Sam was already waiting in the driver's seat.

Once my door was shut, Sam was already reversing out of the Black's driveway as I scurried to buckle my seatbelt while my thoughts still remained on the possible pack member. It was only Sam's deep-throated chuckle that broke me out of my reverie moments later. I turned to look at him as I gave him a quizzical look which had him laughing a bit more.

"Somebody's happy." Sam teased in a sing-song tone as he drove down the highway.

My brow furrowed out of confusion. Why's it a big deal if I'm happy? "What?"

Sam smirked as he gave me a knowing look. "You're projecting both your thoughts and feelings a little too loudly Bells."

My eyes widened at the realization. "Oops."

"It's fine…it's just good to see you not so…" He trailed off as if he was worried about what word to use so I did it for him.

"Doom and gloom?"

Sam shook his head. "I wasn't going to say that." He defended himself but like he said, I was in a good mood and I wasn't going to have anything wreck it at the moment.

I gave him a smile before I turned my attention to the scenery outside my window. "It's fine Sam, let's just get back to Charlie's because I'm getting kind of hungry." I teased as I got more comfortable in my seat.

Sam rolled his eyes and shrugged his shoulders as he took the next exit off the highway. "If you say so."

Jacob's POV:

I walked into the house a few moments after the black 1967 Chevy Impala pulled out of our driveway and yet I still couldn't get her out of my mind and my eyes only set its sights on her for a few moments. Who was she?

I knew there was a guy with her but I didn't care because all that I saw after returning from my patrol was her; the beautiful brunette clad in a leather jacket and skinny jeans and I couldn't stop my heart from beating faster when I saw her wink at me before she hopped into the classic car.

"Jake is that you?" I heard my dad calling out from the other room just after I shut the front door.

"Yeah, it's me Dad." I shouted as I approached the family room only to see my dad rummaging through the desk that was in the corner. I could feel my brow furrow out of confusion as my dad hadn't stopped his shuffling when I entered the room…he didn't even acknowledge that I was in the room with him. What's got him so rattled? "Is everything okay Dad?"

My dad jumped back a bit from being startled before he looked my way. I gave him an apologetic grin as he placed a hand over his heart as if the move would make his heart stop racing. "Everything's fine son, I just need to find our family's history papers?" He explained before he went back to rummaging through the desk.

I tilted my head to the side as I remembered him asking me to put those papers away in a box many years ago. "You mean the ones in the box you had me pack away a long time ago?"

Dad stopped rummaging as he instantly had his attention on me again. "Yes those. Could you get them for me?"

"Yeah…sure." I stated before I went to retrieve the box that he wanted. I found them in the hall closet on the top shelf and it was only then that I realized that there were two boxes that contained the papers that my dad wanted.

"What do you need these for?" I asked when I brought the second box back to the family room as my dad was already searching through the first box.

"I just had to look some things up." He stated as he ruffled through a few of the stacks.

I took a seat on the couch across from him as I watched him search through the box. "Does it have anything to do with whoever you had over moments ago?" I asked moments later and I was surprised to see him tense when I mentioned them.

"You met them?" He asked as he looked me in the eye and I couldn't quite place the look that he was giving me.

I shook my head from side to side. "No, I caught a glimpse of them before they pulled away. Who are they Dad?"

Dad nodded his head in understanding before he went back to searching in the boxes. "Just some people, you'll meet them at the bonfire tomorrow."

My eyes widened. "Tomorrow? But no one outside of the tribe goes to the bonfire Dad." I wanted to remind him that tomorrow was the night that Colin and Brady would be hearing about the tribe's legends for the first time since they are the new additions to the pack.

"I know."

My jaw dropped. That's it? The bonfire is a council meeting and he's just letting these strangers attend one? "Then why are they?" The questioned slipped out before I could stop myself.

Dad sighed and through his eyes, I could see that he was having a mental argument with himself. About what, I wasn't sure but I knew that I'd get my answer the next time he spoke. "Son, it's about time I told you more about the mythical world." With that said, he managed to grab something at the bottom of the first box before he placed it onto his lap.

I couldn't help but scoff at the statement. "What's more to tell me? I'm a werewolf and I'm enemies with vampires…seriously what could be left over?"

Dad shook his head in a way that I didn't like. "So much more son, so much more." He stated before handing me the pages that were just in his lap moments ago. As I skimmed over the pages, my dad started to explain to me the prophecy pertaining to the sacred Angel Warriors…it was only until the very end did my dad reveal to me that the two strangers from earlier were those Angel Warriors.

*W*I*N*C*H*E*S*T*E*R*

A/N #3: Can anyone guess who I based Damon (the self-defense instructor) off of? I couldn't help myself *smirks*

A/N #4: Alright so at this point, Jacob Black is 19 (still 2 years younger than Bella) and he's been a wolf for 3 years (The Cullens returned to Forks the year that Jacob transformed). Harry Clearwater is still alive because Victoria was never an issue (James, Laurent and Victoria are still alive) but his children, Leah and Seth, have undergone the transformation. Therefore the wolf pack contains: Sam (alpha), Paul, Jared, Embry, Jake (beta), Quil, Leah, Seth, Colin and Brady.

A/N #5: If Bella came off as a big flirt, then I'm sorry if that's a bit OOC but I figured she'd tap into that side as she is Dean Winchester's twenty-year-old sister (it's not such an off idea…its just not directed at Edward at this point ;D). Plus she would have to be blind if she didn't ogle after Jacob and Damon (Taylor Launter & Ian Somerhalder are hot as hell!)

A/N #6: So what did you all think of this chapter? Any favorite scenes/moments? Let me know in a review! (If I reach 100 reviews before the next time I update, that person gets a shoutout and if I have one, a sneak peek of the next chapter)

A/N #7: Alright so I have Chapter 7 ready but I'm not sure if I want to post it before I leave for my cruise (July 29) or afterwards (after August 9)...would you rather I have a set review or set time in order for the next chapter to be released? (Sorry if that makes me sound greedy but I'm trying to figure out where all my reviewers went that I had in the very beginning). Either way, have a great weekend everyone!

Originally Published: July 15, 2011