Bella

I sat up and realized I was sitting in the nurses office. Pain shot through me, though not as bad a before.

As I looked around I noticed a crumpled body in the armchair across the room. Jacob. I smiled to myself, and shifted my weight in bed.

He somehow heard me, and looked up.

"You look a lot better now, how are you feeling?" He had a happy, yet concerned look on his face.

"Good." I said with a abnormally toothy smile.

He slowly stood, ran his hand through his short spiked hair, and approached me.

"I was so worried." I smiled slightly, and he sat on the edge of the bed. He gripped my hand protectively, and i squeezed his hand a

couple times. I leaned in closer to him, and wrapped my arms around him. I leaned in towards him, and lightly kissed him, feeling his

warmth. Heat rushed through my body, it was something I wasn't used to. Edward made me shiver when we kissed,

Jake makes me feel white hot, and young. I kissed him softly, and he wrapped his arms around my waist. He moved his lips

to my forehead, then moved back a little. I smiled at him, and was happy we stopped when we did, because moments later the nurse

walked into the room.

"How are you feeling Bella?" I smiled at her, and moved away from Jake.

"I'm doing much better, only a little pain. Can I go look at myself in the mirror?" She nodded at me, and I went into the one person

restroom. I then lifted my shirt up, and looked at the jagged, ripped, stitched and bruised skin. My entire torso was covered in

scars, and many of them had stitches zig zagging back and forth, holding them together. I better heal. Then I looked at my arms.

They were also covered in scratches, stab wounds, and scars. I could tell that the vampyre blood running through my veins had

helped to heal me some. Although I had a lot of healing left to do. It won't take as long to heal, but probably won't fully heal anyway.

I stepped back into the other room, and smiled sadly at them.

"These won't all heal fully will they?" I mumbled.

She shook her head no, and looked pretty sad.

"You will have a few scars left after you have healed."

"Okay..." I mumbled.

I went and laid down on the bed, and turned away from the others. I refused to speak to anyone.

Why did the scars have to be on my arms as well? I already wear long sleeves enough, and now I have to wear them even more.

The question that I had been avoiding the most, was the one I needed to know the answer to the most... what did this to me?

This was no vampire, vampyre, werewolf, and definitely not a human. It was something I had never seen before, and I technically

didn't see much of it anyway.

Giant red eyes, sharp fangs, and long claws. Stabbing was all I could think of, severe pain, and stabbing.

I needed to get off my butt, and figure this out. I needed to do research, and a lot of it. Hopefully there is something about htis in the

school library.

I got up, and didn't look at either person standing there watching me. I walked right past Jacob, and into the hallway.

People watched me, and whispered to one another as I passed. It upset me, but I hid it well.

I smiled at everyone I passed. Damian approached me, and began walking with me.

"Hi Bella. You okay?" He sounded sincere, and I nodded.

"I need to do research on what did this to me."

"I'll help, I'm pretty good with books and computers. By the looks of your arms, this was something ancient, a kind of evil that

has hid in the shadows for a long time. Maybe even something in mythical stories from the past, something we have all

taken for granted." I nodded, maybe he would be helpful. He already seems to know more than I do.

"The stab marks are from claws jabbing in and out, and the scratches are deep, like it stabbed you and decidecd to drag the claw

through your flesh. The scratches aren't as deep as the stab wounds though, it's like the thing purposely made the stab wounds

worse. It seems like whatever it was, it was intelligent. Maybe even human in some ways? Something like a demon. It

may be a mythical creature?" He sounded confused.

I shook my head, and put a hand to my forehead. My head started pounding, and I couldn't keep from letting a few tears fall from

my eyes. He put a hand on my back, it was comforting.

"Thank you Damian." I mumbled. He nodded, and smiled slightly.