AN: An early update because I owned Word with my powers of awesomeness. BOW DOWN BEFORE ME, MS OFFICE! I'm really happy you guys enjoyed Chapter 6. To answer a question from redboneslady; I'm actually Australian, turns out the dear Major was more accurate in referring to the blinking arrow things as click and blinkers, we call them indicators here :) Aussies also tend to shorten words rather than use initialisms like a/c, we call it air con. Interestingly, while I've heard Americans refer to McDonalds as MickyDs we call it Maccas. There are probably a few Australianisms thrown in here and there. When I was writing I Did It My Way I made the mistake of calling Bella's truck a 'ute' we call large vans 'trucks' and trucks like Bella's 'Utes' [short for utility vehicle.] We're an odd people.

Also, I completely forgot to add disclaimers to each chapter, I'll rectify that now.

I'm not Stephanie Meyer…blah blah blah…twilight not mine… characters changed etc.

Enjoy

CHAPTER 7

PPOV

It was the day of the attack and we were in position. The sun was high in the sky, but we stayed hidden in the trees. We'd spent the last few days leaving scent trails on the northern bank of the Dickey River before crossing it and finding a place to wait on the south bank.

The red headed bitch was near. I grabbed Char and jumped to the ground. We moved to intercept. "South west" I grunted. I could see the flash of red getting closer, she spotted us and stopped. I could see her weighing her chances against us so I took off my shirt to show her my scars. The sound of thudding of paws in the distance caused her to freeze in shock, there was nowhere to run. A line of wolves closed in, creating a circle around her and going in for the kill. We watched and waited, still as statues. From our years at war the sound of our kind being ripped apart didn't cause us to flinch. My gift told me to keep still, this was going to be an interesting meeting.

As the first wisps of purple smoke rose from the shreds of Victoria's remains the tallest wolf ran into the forest. I could feel a change in the atmosphere, waves of power radiated from the spot the wolf had run to. I large humanoid ran towards us, the other wolves watched the burning remains, unconcerned with the actions of the man running towards us. We held our pose, we may have looked at ease, but our muscles were coiled to attack as soon as we perceived any threat.

"I am Sam Uley of the Quileute nation, Alpha of the pack." He introduced himself. "Peter Whitlock, but I was born Peter Crow." I knew they'd recognize the name, Oona had passed on the histories of our tribe. "You have tribal blood?" Sam asked, I nodded and explained "the man who forced my mother to conceive was white."
"You from the southern states?" He already knew the answer, I nodded. He shocked me by smiling. He was smiled at me...ME! "I heard your story, Peter. One of your descents resides with us." Char let out a breath in relief, the kid seemed comfortable around us. "Oona's my great + grandniece. I haven't met her, but my gift told me she had learnt her craft from our ancestors. Is she well? Has Charlie started training?"
"Yes, he started when you recommended it. Thank you by the way. Oona's getting on in years but strong as an ox"
"Charlie will be very powerful" I said. Sam didn't look surprised. "You can feel it too, Sam?"
"Yes, the wolves have been able to sense his power, as have our Elders."
"You have a strong connection with your wolf spirit." I observed. Sam nodded "it's what lets us transform and gives us strength to take on Cold Ones. I can see you also have a strong connection, Peter, but your imprint doesn't."
"My people were spirit walkers, we didn't transform but our ancestors are bonded with a select few from the tribe, much like the wolf spirit bonds with certain members of your tribe. I was halfway through training when I was turned." I could see Sam thinking hard. "Do you hate your sire for giving you this life?"
"No, I love him. I accepted my fate during the burn of transformation. I saw the lines of fate as they would occur, not all knowledge mind you, just enough to get me on the right path. Besides, there were upsides. My sire brought me to my mate and freed us to continue our destiny."
"What about your diet?"
"We drink from human monsters. Having lived as long as we do we've made connections, not to mention the spirits guide us. There are many people working for justice that are unable to remove the scum of society through legal means, we step in when needed."
"And that's enough? Are there that many humans needing to be offed?"
"You'd be surprised, Sam. Evil exists everywhere. Thanks to my gift I'm able to take out those that fuck with destiny."
"Ever taken out anyone infamous?" I nodded, "the most famous was the Zodiac killer, even to this day humans don't know who he was or how we ended him. There were worse people though, nomadic humans who hunted children, my Charlotte gave many a fitting end." He cringed, he maybe a protector of human life, but I'm a protector of fate. True, the people we had drained meant a lot of lives would be safe, but some monsters had to live to kill innocents. It was one of the things I hated about my role; I couldn't fuck with fate. Ever. It made me powerful and helpless at the same time. "I trust the spirits Sam, I have to or what is my reason for existing in this form?"
"I'm not a fan of yours and Charlotte's diet, but I can understand the responsibility."
"Thank you." I hesitated a bit, I had information to pass on and the wolves wouldn't like it. "There is a path of fate I have to ensure remains strong, please don't shoot the messenger, I mean no harm." He nodded and steeled himself "Bella must become a vampire." His gaze darkened and he started to shake "she is a sister of my people, what good will come of it? Why her? She's suffered so much already." His voice became rougher with each word. I spoke quickly, hoping he wouldn't go after us. "She has a destiny, a powerful one like Charlie. She will help me bring unity to the supernatural world, one where there is harmony among all our kind."
"If she's so powerful why not just train her like we're training Charlie?"
"She isn't destined for the same fate as Charlie, she's a protector, an instrument of fate like me, but stronger. Fate brought her into the paths of vampires for a reason, being in close proximity to vampires triggered the blood magic of our tribe."
"But Charlie was also around vampires-"
"Not as close as Bella, she was in a romantic relationship with a vampire and considered family by his coven. Vampires are attracted to her like a magnet, you've seen her bite mark, you've seen how Victoria and Laurent kept coming back to her. It's one of the reasons she needs to be changed, if not she'll keep getting attacked."
"We can protect her!" He shouted. I shook my head and sighed "all it takes is her being at the wrong place at the wrong time and she will be snuffed out of existence. The supernatural world needs her. She will save a whole species from extinction and bring peace. Imagine a world where your people could choose whether they wish phase? Where the vampire threat is contained? This is big picture stuff Sam."
"What about Charlie?" He was getting desperate. I sighed, "my people became spirit walkers for a reason, but there were two types of spirit walker; protectors and healers. Charlie is a healer and Bella is a protector. This is what the spirits chose, it's why they brought her not only to the world of vampires, but shifters like you also. Look how your people accepted her; it wasn't just her association with Charlie and his friendship with the community. You can feel her strength, her acceptance of both our species, her compassion. Can you feel the power emanating from her?" He thought about what I'd said and nodded reluctantly before replying "her power grows stronger every day, she is part of my people."
"Yes Sam, she is also part of the vampire world."
"Just how strong will Charlie be?"
"The fates haven't shown me everything Sam. I just know he's instrumental to the unity between our species, for some reason Oona is the only one who can teach him to channel that power. He will be a true spirit walker. His life will be long, I can't tell how long, but the line of his fate travels further than I can see." I could see his resolve waiver. "You've given me a lot to think about, Peter. I will discuss this with the Elders and Oona."
"One more thing before you head back, what happened with Laurent?"
"He was an easy kill, our young ones took care of him. He was a good first kill for them."
"Thanks, Sam. Bella and Charlie have our contact details, should you and your tribe need anything give us a call. I may be a vampire, but I'm still kin." He nodded and walked off.

Charlotte relaxed her shoulders "that was awkward. How could you breathe through his smell?"
"His scent wasn't as potent to me." We turned and started running back home. I could tell Charlotte was digesting all the information she'd been given. I gave her time. She soon broke the silence "so, that's your gift? You are still in touch with the spirits of your family?"
"Yes." I put my shirt back on while we ran. "Why didn't you tell me?" She wasn't angry, but her voice sounded strange, almost disappointed.

"I didn't know, I suspected it, but it made sense while speaking with the alpha. His power is strong, like mine. It's got a similar flavor to mine, but the differences are caused by the type of spirit. I may be connected to the ancestors, but I don't hear them speak or see their image. It's more like a random thought popping into my head. It doesn't feel foreign to my thoughts, then again it might not given my heritage." I felt the grief creep up on me, it sometimes came to me when I thought of my human home. It always led me to thoughts about my mother. She had healed after the attack and loved me despite what I reminded her of, but she had a sadness about her. It ran deep, I hated the fates for breaking her like that. I wish I'd killed the man who fathered me, but in the end he died a painful, slow death. It still didn't feel like justice. He just rotted away in his body, lingering in his own filth.

My gift pulled me towards a town. Time to feed again? We ended up in front of a book shop. No, there were no deviation here. I followed my gift down the aisles and it directed me to a series of books. Terry Pratchett? Someone has good taste. I already owned the full series, no need to buy it again, I'd read them a few times since buying them years ago. Maybe Jasper will like them? I focused my mind on better things to improve my mood.

JPOV

I felt sick, my head had stopped hurting, but the shock was getting to me. "It's hard Jasper, but we're made of tougher stuff" I could hear the Major's voice like it was coming from outside my body. "How do you feel?" Was this as weird for him as it is for me? "I'm not used to being out like this." He commented idly. That was understandable. "I wasn't ready for this Jasper, I thought it'd take longer"
"What should we do now?"
"I wrote you a note, you could read it if you like?" I..we..ugh, what pronouns to we use now? "Just stick to the first person pronouns." I walked to the white room started reading.

When I read that he taught himself to drive images flashed through my mind, I chuckled in surprise. "Was that your memories?" He groaned "yes." I tampered down my amusement "sorry Major, I assumed you'd know how to drive, didn't Peter teach you?"
"I was never around for long enough. But, he did teach me to use the portable phone, that device irritates me." Another flash of memory came through; a vibration down my leg and a squawk of surprise. "Damnit, Jasper, don't laugh."
"Sorry Major." I grinned sheepishly and changed the subject. "So, how did you find shopping?" I felt a mental shrug "I brought some stuff, you should take a look. I think you'll approve." I moved to the bedroom and looked through the closet and squealed. I heard the Major chuckle as I spoke excitedly, "you got us boots!" I hadn't had cowboy boots in too long. I immediately took off the motorcycle boots and put on a black pair of cowboy boots with red stitching. I loved them. "Look up Jasper" there was a Stetson on the shelf above the clothes, my excitement went up a few notches at the feel of the leather in my hands. I put it on, I was positively giddy "calm down Jasper, you'll have me singing show tunes if you get any happier."
"You know show tunes?" I asked as my amusement spiked. The Major groaned and mumbled "shut up."

These new clothes were perfect, I didn't realize how much I'd missed my roots. It reminded me of the CD I brought the other day. "Do you like Hank Williams, Major?" I felt a mental nod and grabbed the disc from my room and the letter from the white room and headed into the meditation room. I switched out the disc and relaxed back on the cushions as the music started. It was definitely different, the familiar voice started up, he had the same voice as his father and grandfather, but this had the heavy guitar sound. The voice coming through the speaker got louder; singing "this aint country music" I started chuckling as I heard the Major mumble "no shit."
"You don't like it?" I asked him. "I do actually, it's different in a good way. I like the heavier music"
"Huh, it suits you actually." I said before continuing to read the letter, at his mention of the clothes Alice had forced on us I remembered my idea of a bonfire, the Major chuckled then added "there's a farm about two miles from us, we should dress the livestock in the clothes and send pictures to the bitch, then burn the clothes." I barked out a laugh. "Maybe tonight, Major. Hopefully Pete and Char will be back by then, I know they'd love to participate." I heard the phone vibrate in the other room, "I'm guessing that's Pete." Major said as I went to retrieve the phone. Don't do anything without us, we'll be home in a couple of hours.

I spent the rest of the afternoon listening to music, occasionally we'd comment, but it was a peaceful afternoon.

Pete and Char arrived just as the sun started to set. Peter walked up and looked into my eyes, he had a look of satisfaction on his face "hello in there, you two." He smiled. Char hugged me "I love the new look."
"Actually, the Major got the boots and hat." She nodded "very spiffy."

We moved to the lounge room and got comfortable, Peter started talking. "I don't know how up to date you are with recent events Jasper." I shrugged, "All I know is that you had errands to run."
"Okay." I felt Pete's nervousness increase. "Well, we've known the Major since we met you. We know him as well as we know you, he knows us as well as you do." I gestured for him to continue. "As you know my gift follows the path of fate, I can see parts of the future but its unchangeable, sometimes I'm given warning if something deviates from the path of fate and needs to be changed. It's what lead me to befriend you, I thought I could help heal the fracture and draw you back from the horror we lived in. Unfortunately, fate can't be changed and you stayed split no matter what I did. The Major and I grew close, he's our brother as much as you are.

"We kept in contact with the Major over the years, he understood the importance of my gift and what it means. What you don't know is that every time you gave over to instinct during the hunt the Major would appear, I kept him updated." I was shocked, he'd been around that often? The Major interrupted "don't be angry, I'm your protector."
"What about those times I blacked out and woke up to carnage all around me?" Peter cringed. "We'll get to that J" He took a deep breath and continued. "There's a lot going on in the world that you're unaware of at the moment."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"We didn't hide anything to hurt you. This wasn't your job, it was the Major's. Some tasks need the Major's input." I felt so useless, the Major spoke up "quit it. You have your tasks just like I have mine. Remember your roll is to deal with the emotional stuff, my mind is more tactical. Now we're together we'll both be more hands on. We'll achieve a lot more, a lot of good."

"Anyway, as I was saying..." Peter continued "you can't fuck with fate. Fate told me the Major had to be involved with certain decision making and, as much as some things sucked, they needed to happen to get us to this point."
"You mean Alice?" I started to get angry, the Major barked at me "she was necessary. She brought us to our diet and, despite being a controlling bitch, gave you time to deal with some of the past we lived. When Peter and Charlotte rescued us we were a mess, neither one of us could handle the emotions of our prey. Changing to the animal diet is almost impossible, especially with our bloody past, we needed a safe environment to change. We can hate her as much as we want, I sure as fuck do, but she was necessary for our survival."
"Did you ever speak to her?"
"No, we never hunted together, she probably saw what would happen if she got too close. Look Jasper, we couldn't get to the point of healing without her involvement."

Pete continued. "During your time with the Cullens the Major and I kept in communication, building allies. There's a huge change coming and you are instrumental to it, just as we are."
"Do the Cullens know anything about us?"
"Only one of them, she's a strong ally to have, no one even suspects her involvement."
"Who?"
"Rose. She truly is our sister, her mate will be filled in when the time is right. She's achieved a lot of good."
"I miss her."
"You'll see her and Emmett soon, Edward has left the family to sulk in South America. She's keeping her eyes on Alice."
"Why?"
"Alice has set her sights on Volterra since she kicked you out. She wants power, but it's not what fate has in store for her." I shuddered, the only Volturi without a mate and with power was Marcus and he'd been through enough. The last thing he needed was someone like Alice. The major spoke up then, I could hear my voice and feel my mouth move "she won't get close enough to get her claws in Marcus." Peter and Char stared at me "that's fucking amazing" Peter said, the Major stepped into the background while I was pushed forward into control of the body once more.

Peter shook himself and got back to it "with Rose playing look out we'll have plenty of time to warn Caius."
"Why Caius?"
"Well...he's actually an ancestor of yours and Charlottes."
"WHAT?" What the fuck was going on? Char spoke up for the first time "you're my distant cousin and Caius is a great uncle."
"How did you... we find out?" I asked, Pete explained what happened. "Soon after we escaped from Maria, the Volturi and Caius were sent to do a cleanup of the south. We intercepted him." Charlotte interrupted Pete. "Peter scared the shit out of me at that point, shocked the Major too. He just started running and we followed, we ran straight into Caius. He saw our scars and 'invited' us to Volterra. The Major was in control at that point, it was a terrifying moment, I thought we were going to be on trial, but Caius had been impressed we'd survived and wanted us for his guard. When we arrived in the throne room Marcus spoke for us, he saw the familial bond between you and I connected with Caius."
"But aren't the kings blood brothers?" I asked. Char shook her head "Marcus is actually Aro's uncle, the two of them ruled and came across Caius, he was just a guard member until one day he was promoted."
"Wow." I breathed, Char kept speaking "I'll go into more detail of that story at a later date. It's a huge secret, but the kings are not as you'd expect them to be. They're fairly just, but they do kill those who break the laws."
"Is our link with Caius why we survived?" Char shook her head "no, Maria turned you and forced us into this existence without teaching us the rules. She got into a fair bit of trouble over that; she has to remain a nomad and she isn't allowed company. The only reason she wasn't killed straight away is because she's powerful amongst us, she doesn't have any gifts, but her experience and skill have been needed so for the time being she lives. Although any more trouble from her and its death."

Peter took up the story from there. "We have allies keeping tabs on quite a few people, we work for the Volturi, but aren't part of their guard. We're more freelance. When Aro read us he was delighted, he saw what fate had planned for us and sent us on our merry way. Few know our allegiance with them, they approve of that. Believe it or not they don't force people into the guard against their will and we knew we could achieve more in the world than in their castle. We check in every now and then, but for the most part our time is our own."

"Okay. Now tell me about what happened those times I blacked out and woke up amongst mountains of corpses." Dread shot through Peter, Char... And the Major. I felt him push himself to the forefront of our mind, taking over the story telling aloud. "You and I are not the only inhabitants of this body." I stilled. "From your reading on Dissociative Identity Disorder did you take note of the roles alternate personalities take?" I nodded, but he explained anyway.

"There's the primary, which is you. You're the original personality, the one that needed to be protected from the abuse Maria caused. I'm the protector, but also the alt who can communicate with other alts. There is a third personality, it's unnamed. It is the primal part of you, one that came to be around the time we fractured. It didn't make itself known except for the worst of situations. When the pressure was too bad for you or I to deal with it took over. I couldn't control it, but I could talk to it. I'm not as strong an empath as you are, I guess it's because emotions weren't something I could deal with, so I was unable to subdue it."
"What about now?" I asked, I didn't bother using the body to talk. The Major repeated my question out loud and continued talking. "Now we are stronger, it has grown weaker. It could probably take over if we lost our shit badly enough, but we'll heal before that. We'll have to share memories and come further in our healing before he binds with us." The Major shuddered. "His memories are ugly, so much death, but despite that he is a small part of our psyche. We didn't feel it during the fracture because it's not a whole personality like we are. It's only been released a handful of times, but it's where our reputation came from. That's not to say we're weaker, we could cause atrocities, but we aren't that type of person."
"If he's that bad why do we have to bind with him? Why not leave him trapped?" The Major repeated my question aloud and answered "because as bad as it is, it is part of who we are. We aren't inherently evil, but there is a darkness in us. There's a darkness in everyone. We need to be complete, Jasper, we deserve to be complete and you shouldn't fear any part of yourself."
"But it's evil!" I shouted, my words echoing through my mind. "Even evil things can do good. It's a matter of channeling that part of us. Think about it Jasper, we've got average strength and speed and better than average fighting skills, I'm a master tactician and you hold our gift, controlling it in ways I can't imagine, but IT is holding us back, he controls part of our strength, speed and fighting ability. What the fuck is the point of us going through that hell otherwise? We were tortured in every way possible and it broke us, but it also had the power to make us stronger. We need that strength to face our destiny."
"He's right Jasper" Peter said. "You need to be whole, you deserve to reap the reward for everything that's been hurled at you. This is your chance to live, you've been in survival mode too long." The Major receded into the background and I took control again. "Damn that's cool" Char murmured. I smiled at her and turned to Peter "what's the plan now?"
"Well, the plan for the immediate future is meditation. You need it and I'd be interested to hear what the Major thinks of it with your gift." Pete giggled. I remembered the feeling and felt the Major's shock "you got inebriated?"
"Yes, Major. Let me show you how it's done." I smirked.

We shuffled upstairs and Char began instructing as soon as we were comfortable on the cushions.

AN 2; The Author's Note Strikes Back.

I haven't forgotten about the plan Jasper and the Major have regarding his previous attire, that scene will come up soon.

I also noticed the family tree I so carefully typed became illegible so I turned it into a picture and uploaded it.

Family tree 1 – The common ancestor between Oona and the Swans /oEVOhce

Family tree 2 – The bottom of the family tree with Oona and the Swans /6X5rrJT

I've updated Chapter 5 with this info too