SO HERE I AM WITH ANOTHER CHAPTER OF SHADOW PROWLER :)
I THINK THIS STORY COULD BE SUCCESSFUL IF I GIVE IT 50%, THE OTHER 50% IS NEW LIFE OF COURSE.
ANYWAY, NOTHING IMPORTANT TO TELL YOU GUYS, SO LET'S GET STARTED!
DISCLAIMER: ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY BELONG TO STEPEHNIE MEYER AND SQUARE ENIX, IF BY ANY LUCK AN OC IS PUT IN, THEY BELONG TO ME, SO HANDS OFF!
Tifa's POV:
We had found my brother on the shoreline of First Beach, just lying there. At first my mind theorised the worst of endings, but thankfully Jacob was fine. However, Emily wasn't so convinced, and decided to double-check Jacob and keep him confined into the guest room for the WHOLE day until he's at 100% again. I was playing with my leather gloves, getting anxious at wondering what had attacked Jacob. There's nothing in the forest bigger than your average person, except a bear and the odds of seeing one of those these days are nearly impossible. I kept playing scenarios in my head at what could've done this, until I heard the council talking outside. Curiosity getting the better half of me, I decided to listen to a bunch of senile men.
"It's here I tell you, look at the sky, council, we have yet to see a full moon and it is nearing the end of the month!" one of the old men said while gesturing towards the sky.
"That does not mean that the beast has returned to our lands." Another one said while hissing in a whisper. Then, my father of all people stood forward, "Alas, council, it is indeed true. The Shadow Prowler has returned and it seems like it is attacking the new generation of shifters. We must make haste and defend ourselves."
"But how?" an old woman stood up this time, "Sam Uley is missing, meaning anyone who shifts now would be without an Alpha!"
What the hell are they on about? Shadow Prowler? Shifters? Hell, SAM ULEY! My father began to speak again, "I will find Sam Uley, the rest of you must ensure that none of your family cross the border." My father left, leaving Emily's place, the rest of the council seeming to be in distress. 'So it IS true...but that can't be, I remember, they said it was ONLY a story.' I began to feel a pit form in my stomach. The reality setting in.
Sora's POV:
My brother seemed upset the past few days, I mean, VERY upset. More than usual. It was beginning to annoy me, I haven't seen Paul smile ever since I came into this world. I decided that it was my job to try and cheer him up, and when I mean cheer up, I mean go from suicidal looking to just sad looking. "Paauuuuuuuuul." I said in a cheeky tone, my brown spikes were bobbing around while I move my head around, showing my dazzling smile. "What's wrong, scared you'll be branded as geeky in our new school?" Paul just looked at me, then looked back at the book he was reading. Ugh, this is getting nowhere! "Paul, talk to meee!" I was jumping on the couch, ruining his reading mood. Paul put the book down and just stared, his red eyes just staring at my own blue ones. I was probably the only person that was NOT intimidated by that stare. Hell, even our parents left us, their excuse was, "We can't live with you anymore, Paul, you're just too big of a burden." I know, complete fuckers, right? Paul just sighed out loudly, the annoyance meter from me building up. I guess maybe you need a bit of info on my brother? Sure. Paul, is in no way unattractive. He's the opposite, he has short cropped hair, tanned body. Sort of honey-ish brown coloured. Very nice build, not bulging like steroids but enough to make you think he's a professional athlete. Once again, Paul is the opposite. He LOATHES sport, seeing it as a waste of time. Instead, my brother is a major bookworm. The only thing that really makes him stand out and feared is his blood red eyes and this tattoo that looks like spiky chains were embedded in both his arms. Even Paul doesn't remember getting those from a tattoo parlour, he tells me that, 'Accidents happen, and that he was one of them.'
"Paul Lahote, get your ass of this couch and get ready for school, or so help me I will drag your ass there in what you're wearing now!" which, coincidentally was just cut-off jeans. My brother is what you could call, 'Natural'. He thinks that shoes are unnecessary, he thinks that shirts are unnecessary. Paul was basically the modern interpretation of Tarzan. Plus, I think I'm the only person he talks to. Paul got up, anger clear on his face as he made his was to his room to put a tight black shirt on, leaving little to the imagination along with Converse shoes. I just stared at him, "That's really what your wearing?" I said while scanning him. Paul looked at me, a little hurt.
"…it doesn't look good?" my brother said, feeling self-conscious. Jeez, he really is a mess today, he never acts like this.
"It looks casual, just the way you like it, right?" I said sending him a thumbs up. Paul just seemed like a total robot as he walked outside to wait for me. "Great start to the day…hm?" I looked at the flower pot we passed, and it was dead. "Oh no, Paul…try to keep it together." It means that there are other shifters in the area. I'll have to keep an eye on him.
Jacob's POV:
"I know what I saw, it was the freaking Shadow Prowler, it wasn't a dream!" I was becoming hysterical, no one believed me. Then again, who would believe me, it was just a story, but I know what I saw. I'm not going to easily drop this. That damn thing nearly killed, and I want some answers.
"Jacob, relax, it's probably the saltwater in your head." Jared joked, it wasn't funny though, I nearly DIED! "C'mon princess, school starts in a few and I'd hate to miss the new kid." New kid?
"We're all waiting outside, Jake. Hurry up!" and Jared was gone. Hmph, a new kid is the least of my worries, maybe the town library will have something? It's a plan!
I rushed to get dressed, wearing slightly baggy, black jeans, a plain white shirt and a white hooded jumper. It was winter and I was FREEZING.
-School: Sora's POV-
Welcome to La Push Reservation School. Hm, I've seen worse signs. I scanned the school from the outside, making sure it was shifter-less, otherwise my brother would go ballistic. Plants around Paul were slowly dying off, meaning the darkness in him is stirring around. Paul's eyes were glassy, just staring at the floor with his arms crossed, avoiding the gazes he got from the others. "Ok Paul, it's clear for you to go in." Paul nodded and walked into the school, leaving me with this gut feeling that not everything is gonna go well. I was walking towards the front office when it hit me, the smell assaulted me. 'No, no, no, no, no, not now!' I mentally screamed. "Fucking there ARE Shifters at this school." My forehead became sweaty with fear, to make matters worse, it wasn't just one shifter, it was a whole group. Five to be exact. I sprinted down the hallways to find my brother, but the bell had already rung, everyone going to class. "Argh, FUCK!" I screamed in the hallway.
Jacob's POV:
Great, because I totally love english in the morning. I pouted while playing with the pen in my hand, my teacher babbling about Shakespeare and his legacy. Then there was a knock at the door, and through it walked someone that took my breath away. His black shirt clung to his well-defined torso, his short jeans flaunting the smooth and tanned legs. "Oh wow…" I thought out loud.
"Ah, I nearly forgot. Class, we have a new student joining the school. Ah, your name was…?" He looked around the class and then his eyes stopped and locked with mine. They were so familiar.
"I'd rather not…" the mystery incarnate spoke and proceeded to take his seat next to mine. His scent was driving me crazy, what was it? The new kid looked at me dead on, and his eyes locked with mine for the second time that day. The red in his eyes were entrancing.
"Aren't you freaked out?" he asked, not breaking eye contact.
"No, in fact, I really like them." I replied while smiling. "I never got your name." I wanted to know, REAL bad now.
"Ah, how rude of me, my name is Paul Lahote." He asnwerd formally, his expression still. My whole mind just broke, Paul…Lahote was in front of me. After 10 years, and he didn't even recognize me. I removed my hood to reveal my face. Almost as if programmed, Paul's nose scrunched up, his eyes became much wider and scared. "I..uh…" Paul literally jumped over 4 rows of students and ran out of the room. "What was that about?"
Paul's POV:
No, it can't be him. It can't be Jacob. I avoided him for 10 whole years in fear of hurting him, and just a few seconds ago he was right in front of me, eyes apparently dazzled by my own cursed ones. Then the scent of all the pack members assaulted me, including Jacob's. "I have to fight this…" I balled my hands into fists, fighting the urge to phase and kill everyone here. It is time for revenge, after all, they are the reason you are cursed. Their ancestors did this to you after all. Kill them all, leave no survivors. You let that Sam get away, don't let this chance slip by! My rational mind, now gone had only one thing on its mind: "I have to kill the La Push pack!" I began to silently walk through the crowds after the bell rang, my target already in sight. After all, it makes life easier to kill the weakest links. I stalked him until he was outside, just casually minding his own business while writing something down. 'Naïve fool' I thought to myself. There was now a purple aura floating around me, the scar on my arms now taking shape, claws emerging from my right hand. The kid looked up at me and the colour drained from his face. He knew what I was. That same look everyone else gave me, like I was some monster, how dare they!
I raised my hand and was about to swing it down onto the kid's neck when all of a sudden, a kick collided with my face, sending me halfway across the field. My claws were retracted, the aura gone, chains now embedding themselves again. I looked at my attacker and it was her. "Tifa…"
Tifa's POV:
"Tifa…" It hurt me to know that I had to take care of him before he got out of control. Paul was a dear friend to me, but my family's safety comes first. "Why are you fighting me for?" I looked into his eyes, and it wasn't Paul. It was that wretched thing inside of him. In a flash, Paul's forearm collided with my chest and he catapulted me into a tree. I was part werewolf, you think I'll die that easily. Paul had a maniacal grin on his face as he approached me slowly, that aura reappearing. I took this an opportunity launched myself at him, grabbing his neck and dragging him across the ground as I ran. After I came to a stop, I threw him in the air, jumped after him, grabbed his leg and threw him into the ground with all the force I could muster. "That was…tiring." I fell to my knees, hopefully Paul is sane again. But my luck had other plans, Paul stood up and twisted his broken collarbone back into place. He was pissed, he was about to attack me when he looked towards the school and then disappeared. Literally. I allowed myself to fall on the ground and close my eyes. "This isn't over Paul…you ass."
NAWWW, I THINK IM MAKING PAUL A TRAGIC HERO :)
ANYWAY, THIS STORY SEEMS TO HAVE A GOOD FUTURE IN MY EYES, SO I'LL BE GIVING THIS STORY MUCH NEEDE ATTENTION. NEW LIFE HAS ALREADY BEEN UPDATED SO THERE'S NO RUSH FOR THAT.
BY THE BY, TIFA WILL NEVER FULL PHASE, SHE HAS WHAT YOU CALL THE 'FERAL' GENE, MEANING WHEN SHE 'PHASES' SHE JUST GAINS MORE STAMINA, POWER ETC. JUST LETTING YOU KNOW THAT THE KID WAS SETH.
UHM, WHAT ELSE TO SAY…OH RIGHT, IT WAS IN AN A/N FOR NEW LIFE, BUT THAT 'AMBITIOUS STORY' I WAS TALKING ABOUT HAS BEEN PUT ON HOLD BECAUSE I'M TRYING TO ANTICIPATE EVERYONE'S REACTION TO IT.
PEACE OUT BABY, ATRUM VIATOR!
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