I AM SO FRICKEN SORRY!
I owe all of you an apology. I know that I haven't written anything in more than a month. I was busy with the Finding Me contest, and other things unrelated to FanFiction. For example, I went to Maine for a week. Ate lots of seafood. Then there was some stuff with friends…drama. I mean you can't blame me, I'm 15. There would be something wrong if I wasn't submerged in constant drama.
Anyway, I apologize 2000000 times! I am a terrible person and I know it…plus I probably just lost a bunch of readers for this, so I guess you could say I'm being punished as well :(
Disclaimer: Twilight is not mine, much to my dismay.
Chapter 5- Resilience
When I got back from the bathroom, Seth had changed. He seemed to be back in his trance. He didn't make one more comment about my face on the way home. He was staring straight ahead out the window concentrating hard on driving. It was a two hour drive from the airport to the mansion out in the middle of Irish nowhere. I tried talking to Seth, but he only nodded in response.
Things were really getting strange now. There were times when I hopped this all was a dream, but I have never had that kind of luck. I slept most of the car ride, trying not to think about what I would find when I got there. Pretty much, I imagine everyone in the strange trance that Seth seems to be under.
In the midst of all this, I have forgotten how beautiful Ireland really is. I come here once every two years or so and the scenery isn't exactly new to me. Never the less, my breath is stolen by the misty, green hilltops. Every once and I while we roll by some sheep or cattle, and I think about how simple and pure life is for the farmers who live in this area and what I would give to have a life as simple as theirs.
Much later a mansion rolls into my view, out of the fog. My jaw drops. I had expected something extravagant, but not a mansion that at first glance I would assume to be the royal palace.
"Looks a little too cozy for a pack hangout, don't you think?" I mumbled. "Hey, Seth how would you like it if Emily and Sam lived there?" I asked, trying to force a response out of him.
I small smile formed at the very corner of his lips.
"Hey Seth?" I got his attention. "I'm not falling for their tricks." I whispered, knowing he could hear.
His eyes tore from the road for a second. He looked around as if he was looking for someone. "Mae, you have to put on a show. They are everywhere, watching us. They were at the airport. They are in the woods. They are in everything and everybody. They know" He whispers. "This, this…trance…is all fake." he says, waving to his face. "They think they have you under a trance, let them." I nodded at him, taking all his words in. The intense look in his eyes was unmistakable and I knew we were in danger. His voice got even lower, and he looked around once more. "I think they want you….and Nick."
I looked at him with a confused expression. "What do you mean?" I asked frantically, but he snapped back into his fake trance and gave me an urgent look. I immediately understood, and tried to make my face look as stoic as possible. Seth slowly drove the car up onto the huge driveway. He got out of the car, and I followed his lead. "Follow me." He said sounding almost robotic.
Through the giant wood door and into a medieval looking castle we went. I had to stop myself from gasping at the terrifying beauty of the place. I was scared for my life, but at the same time I wish I could stay here forever. The place seemed to draw me in.
"Thank you Seth, I think I can take it from here." Someone said from behind us.
"Yes sir." He said and walked away, but not before giving me a stern look that seemed like a warning.
When Seth was gone, a man walked out in front of me. There was only one thing that came into my mind. "Michael." I whispered.
"Very good." He said with a think Irish accent that I knew would haunt me. "I knew you would remember." He smiled deviously.
"Where is everyone; my parents, the pack?" I asked, trying my best to sound threatening.
"They are here; safe." He said, walking in a circle around me. The clicking of his shoes against the old floors had a haunting effect.
"We may be animals," he said. "But, we aren't savage dogs like your pack." He said, making a disgusted face. "We would never hurt them…when they didn't deserve it." He shook his head. "I really do pity the humans involved in this especially poor, poor Emily." he sighed. "No one deserves their face ripped to shreds by I giant bloody dog." He practically spat.
My face immediately twisted into a strange expression that made me feel like I might growl. It was something I had never done before. I looked down to see that my stance had switched too, and I was now in a slight crouch. I slowly got up and just simply glared at Michael.
"You, I hear, are bound to one of these beasts, right?" he asked slowly. "It's that gangly pup, Seth." He said, chuckling. "He might be the most useless of them all." he was really laughing now, but I sure wasn't.
I growled at him.
That's right; I growled.
His eyes widened. "Aww, you love him don't ya?" he said, his voice was still showing shreds of laughter and with his thick accent he was hard to understand.
I nodded in response to his rhetorical question. "Yes, and he is not a gangly pup!" I scream at him. "You and your disgusting hounds are more savage then any of my pack will ever be." I growled again, my eyes burning holes into his.
"My, you certainly are a feisty one, aren't ya'?" he walked over and grabbed my arm. This would be the first time my face had shown fear around him. "Listen, you are not to talk to me that way again." He said.
"And, what if I do?" I spat.
He squeezed my arm as hard as he could. I cried out in pain, and he moved his face as close to mine as possible. "You won't." he told me, and looked deeply into my eyes.
At first I tried to struggle from his grasp, but soon it was useless. I felt his warm hand press against the new scar on the side of my face. He was mumbling in Gaelic or something that I can't understand. Eventually, after fighting the pull for so long, I couldn't hold on any longer. Everything faded…
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A/N- umm…in some point during this part of the chapter…probably the end…things get a little steamy between Seth and Mae so, beware.
"Mae?" someone slapped the side of my face. "Mae!"
"Ugg." I groaned.
"MAE!" another hard slap.
I sat straight up. "Huh?" I rubbed my eyes and opened them to see the ever loveable Claudia. "Claud!" I shouted and hugged her as tight as I could.
She started making strange choking noises. "Can't…. breathe…" she panted. I quickly let her go.
"When did you get so strong." She whispered.
I smiled at her. "I don't know, I'm just happy to see you." I told her.
"Shh. Some of them are still in the castle!" she whisper-screamed.
"What does that mean?" I whispered back.
"Look, I saw Michael and some of his goons just went out to the garden talking about some ceremony during a new moon." She made a face. "What the hell happened to werewolves and FULL moons? Boy, this place is screwed up."
"I know…Hey aren't we all supposed to all be under a trance or something?" I asked her.
"Eh, I guess." She shrugged. "But, we are to cool for that."
"Who's we?" I asked.
"Sam, Seth, and I" she smiled. "And now I guess you."
Knowing Claudia, I already guessed we would be spying on the ceremony. I got up to get dressed and follow Claudia to wherever she saw them going when I realized that I had no clue what was going on or where I was.
I looked around me and noticed that I was in a small bedroom and my three suitcases were sitting on the edge of the bed. "Hey, Claud…how did I get up here?" I asked.
"I think Seth carried you." She said. "Michael told everyone you had jet lag, but we knew he was put you in a trance. That shit head." She said, holding her iPod in one hand and twirling her headphones in the other like usual. I rolled my eyes.
"So, why are we the only ones that aren't in a trance?" I asked.
"To be honest, I'm not sure." She said. "Sam thinks it's because we all had dreams, you know. For instance, I had a dream that everyone was bowing to Michael, and then he started beating them up. Let me tell you, it was pretty fricken hilarious at first…but not so much at the end. Sam and Seth had dreams similar to that." She said nodding. "How about you?" she asked.
"Yeah, I had one of those." I whispered. "They killed Seth in front of me." I said shivering a little bit.
"Harsh." She said, throwing me some shoes, telling me to put them on, and before I could even wonder where she got them, she rushed me out of the door.
We snuck out the back door, trying our hardest not to creak the old wooden floors. We made our way down a bumpy cobblestone path, one that I normally would have tripped on. I guess I was full of adrenaline or something, because I was more agile than ever.
We walked as silently as we could, Claudia in the front, leading the way. "Hey!" someone whispered from in a bush. I opened my mouth to let out a small yelp but Claudia's hand was already there to cover it. She looked at me and rolled her eyes. "I know you to well." She whispered as Seth climbed out of the bushes. I sighed.
"Hey." I said.
He smiled at me "Not falling for their tricks." He stated. I nodded back at him. As I tuned my face to keep walking, Claud noticed the scar on the side of my face.
"Holy fricken hell!" she gasped, staring at my face. "Wow guys, Seth was right!" she said, still staring.
"Yeah, I know, I have a weird scar on my face, get over it." I rolled my eyes at here for what must have been the twelfth time tonight.
"It's so cool!" she said. "Does it hurt? Can I touch it?"
"No, and no, Claudia!" I said sternly. "Aren't we trying to spy here?"
"Right." She said intensely, locking her eyes straight forward. "This way." She said, waving her hand for us to follow. We left the cobblestone path and crawled through the bushes. Eventually we got closer and started to hear hushed voices.
"…not welcome…" I heard someone whisper.
My eyes widened. Claudia waved her hand from where she was crouching in the bushes. We crawled over and found a spot where we could hear them, but they couldn't see us.
One of the "goons" was arguing with Michael.
"I have it all under control, Brandon!" Michael shouted. "There are two of them that belong to me." He said. "The one we saved, and the feisty girl." He said. "Mae."
I froze and looked around. Claudia was frozen at the mention of Nick, I guessed. I looked at Seth with worried eyes. "I told you." He whispered.
Michael's goons looked at each other for a second, obviously stumped. "How do you know they belong to you?" one of them asked.
"I smell Dublin blood in the both of them." He explained. "My guess is that they are direct decedents from one of my great uncles. They are both of Alpha blood, probably second cousins or something, but we must not let them know that. Once I have them under my wing, we kill the mutts and their human friends." He said sternly.
I heard Claudia gasp a little bit, and I shut my eyes tight, hoping they didn't hear. I saw Michael turn around, and I guess so did Seth and Claud because we all ducked.
"Anyway, we must get on with the ceremony." Michael said, turning back around.
"Right." The goons said in unison.
Michael pulled out a very, very large knife that I think would be classified under the "could-kill-me-in-one-swipe" family. Immediately, my hand flew over Claudia's mouth, just before she let out a gasp that surely would have given us away.
Michael started mumbling in Gaelic again as he lifted the knife up into the air. He grabbed the goon named Brandon's arm, and with one quick motion, Michael sliced his arm vertically, not quite enough to cut it off, but I could have guessed it reached the bone. I was glad a kept my hand over Claudia's mouth because, by her face, I could tell she was about to scream. We all turned our faces away from the scene.
"Spirit of the Dublin wolves," Brandon addressed through his pain. "Please accept this offering of my blood as payment for our immortality." He said, collapsing to the ground on his knees, mumbling.
"It will heal by morning, boy-o" The other goon comforted him.
"Shane, we must bow and pray with our brother." Michael said, and they also sunk to their knees and prayed.
I was watching intensely as they mumbled in their native language. The spiritual energy flowing between them was so immense, I could almost feel it. My legs wanted so badly to get up and join them, but my intuition told me different, and I wasn't taking chances. I closed my eyes and listened to their chances. In less than a split second, their mumbles stopped.
I opened my eyes to see them standing up and looking around. Had someone made a noise? I bet that's what it was, and I just didn't hear it because I was too focused on the beautiful mumblings. Claudia grabbed my arm and pulled me away. Once we were in the cover of the trees, we stood up and ran as fast as we could.
Claudia and I were panting like crazy when we stopped. Seth however was completely calm, like we didn't just run for our lives. I rolled my eyes at my extremely good looking, supernatural boyfriend.
"What the frick, Mae!?" Claudia bellowed.
"Huh?"
"What if there was more?" she yelled "You blew our cover."
"Yeah." Seth chimed in. "And, since when do you know Gaelic?"
I was so confused. "Since when do I know…What you are talking about!?" I said frantically.
Claudia and Seth exchanged a look. "Uh…babe?" Seth started.
"What?" I asked annoyed, sitting down on the closest rock.
"Hate to break it to you, but you were kind of speaking Gaelic." Claudia finished.
All noise seemed to stop. "I was?" I asked and they nodded in unison. I looked down at the ground and thought. For some reason, it wasn't too surprising; I mean I was pretty into it. "Oh" was all I said. Claudia sat down next to me. Her eyes started to droop. Seth yawned.
"It's okay." He said mid-yawn.
We all sat there for a while. Seth and I were staring at each other, deep in thought. I was dying to ask him what he was thinking, but not with Claudia here. She would just be annoying and make kissy faces at us like the fifth grader she still is. After a while Claudia got up.
"Well, I'm heading back to the castle." She said with a yawn. "You two love birds don't be out too late." She said, complete with kissy faces. I guess there was no escaping it. When she was well out of sight, Seth came over and sat next to me.
"There is no way your getting me back in that castle." I whispered.
He looked down and me and smiled sexily. "Fine then, we will just stay out here" he said. "all" kiss "night" kiss. "long."
I despite the situation, my heart did not fail to drop to my toes. "The-that's fine with me." I whispered into his lips.
"Good, because it is more that fine with me." He said, and kissed me passionately.
After a few good kisses when we both were just a little bit more than turned on, I realized how cold I was. I shivered violently, and Seth held me tighter, and lets just say they way her…err…felt towards me was a little bit too obvious. We both blushed deeply and he let go of me.
"Sorry" he mumbled.
I looked at him and bit my lip, noticing that his shirt had somehow been removed. He looked beyond the barriers of sexy right now. To my udder embarrassment, I moaned a little bit looking at him. He smiled.
"You like?" he asked, wagging his eye brows.
I giggled at him and rolled my eyes. "Way to ruin a perfectly good moment." I groaned.
"Wait, you think we were having a moment?" he sounded shocked.
"Was it not…"I said, trying not to look at the still extremely noticeable bulge. "…obvious?"
He just smiled and looked at me like I was the cutest thing in the world, and I looked back at him like he was a god. If we were having a perfect moment before…this was a super moment. His eyes were forest green with sparks of yellow that played off his perfect tan skin. Sometimes I found it hard to believe that he was mine. I shivered again, and he pulled me close, not caring about his obvious…excitement. "I love you." I whispered.
His whole body seemed to shake, but this time, I don't think it was from anger. "Mae." He sighed making my heart skip a few beats. The way he said my name, it seemed to mean way more than "I love you". He leaned his head down and kissed me slowly until my heart seemed to melt to butter. We lay down on the forest floor which didn't seem too rocky when I was with Seth.
We kissed until I couldn't feel my lips anymore and every touch of his either set me on fire or sent an electric wave through my body. With me being so turned on like this, I knew that as long as he was touching me, I would never get to sleep. He would kiss my neck so lovingly, like he was being careful not to break me. It sent chills through me, and every time I shivered, he would think I was cold and pull me closer, only resulting in turning me on more. I was getting more and more fed up with his teasing, and I didn't know if I could take it anymore.
After a few more all too sexy kisses, I figured I had to do something. He kissed me a couple more times and turned his attention back to my neck. When that happened, I took my stand. I pulled him as close as I could, moaned and whispered something sexy in his ear. He stopped kissing my neck for a second, and pulled back to look me in the eyes. This is when I surprise myself. As he is staring into my eyes I kinda…put my hand…somewhere where I knew I couldn't go wrong. His eyes immediately widened and he gasped my name. I smile to myself.
Mission accomplished.
Hehe! That was far, far too inappropriate!
Gee, I hope my parents never read this!
Sorry again for being late, and I hope this makes up for it!
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