Hopefully this will be up soon (it turns out I'm going to be busy with work bleh!). Anyway, in the near future, the mysterious 'plan' is going to unfold, along with some other mysteries revealed. It's going to be a bit confusing in parts, heartbreaking in others, and action-packed! (that is…if I can properly write out the 'action scenes'…remember this is my first fanfic and writing is coming to me better as I go along lol). So everyone bear with me. Also, I might do what I said I was going to do earlier—go back and rewrite/edit/revise the first chapters, as well as insert the 'scene dividors' which I barely realized existed and *again, don't hate me* I think it would only be fair to let you know that if I do do this, it may be at a pivotal moment considering many of the upcoming chapters are going to be crucial towards the plot, so just be ready for it *as well as not hunting me down to kill me lol*. Well, anyway, thanks so much to all my reviewers, yay! You should all receive a mountain lion for dinner, mmmm, with lots of Tabasco sauce ;) Ok, enough talk, read, review and enjoy!
Again, as if anyone didn't already know lol, I do not own any of Stephanie Meyer's work, solely the plot and some new characters.
***************************Sam*********************************
Renesmee Cullen had asked me to see if everything was ok, no doubt having heard the struggle with her enhanced hearing…but this is not at all what I'd expected.
I didn't know what to say. From Tom's heated explanation to the flustered, downcast face of Oliver…I knew what I was witnessing was nothing short of the truth. Tom continued to glare at his brother after his brief explanation. I didn't want to believe it, couldn't believe it, this was someone's imprint we were talking about!
But one look into Oliver's dark and lonely eyes confirmed everything.
I gazed at them in silence for a moment. If any of my brothers had EVER tried something like this with Emily…I closed my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose in attempt to control the raging anger suddenly present in my entire body, angry with the mere thought and angry with myself for not keeping a better eye on the two. If we had let them join the pack we would've been able to avoid all this chaos. When Jacob found out…
My eyes snapped open, and I openly growled at the two. They took an uncertain step backwards; I almost laughed bitterly. They were lucky it was me who found out first and not Jacob.
"Oliver," I began, my authoritative voice taking over, "you realize there will be consequences to your actions," I stated rather than asked. The boy simply nodded, terror now streaked into his dark eyes in addition to the other mass of emotions. "Because you are one of our newest members," at this Tom seemed to perk up, no doubt eager to be considered a 'true' member. I continued, "I can't exactly blame you completely since none of us saw it coming. However," and here I paused, knowing I was only giving a fraction of what was really to come when Jacob got back, "what you did, Oliver, was entirely and disgustingly wrong."
He winced at the glare coming from me, his shoulders sagging even more as he cowered slightly towards his brother. I remained indifferent. "Because I am Jacob's second I would give an according punishment, however, considering it does involve Jacob's imprint," I paused, noticing Oliver's wide eyes, "I think it best if he handle you to the best of his abilities."
Tom suddenly looked scared for his brother. "But Sam, I thought you would be the one to—"
"Quiet." I said solemnly. "I knew if it were my imprint," again the swelling rage, I breathed deeply to stay in control, "I would want to deal with him myself as well. And given the current circumstances, we don't need any more problems so this will have to wait until the right time."
Oliver had finally looked up, his eyebrows arching confusedly. "Given what circumstances? That Jacob's gone?"
"Well yes, but also the dan—" I stopped, unsure of whether to disclose the impending danger to the young wolves…Edward hadn't said anything about not telling them, but…I knew if it were Jacob he would want to keep them out of as much trouble as possible, as did I—though I couldn't help but wonder if he'd feel the same once he found out what Oliver had attempted with Renesmee.
"Also what?" asked Tom, mirroring the same perplexed expression. I shook my head and smiled gently.
"Never mind. We are finished here until Jacob gets back. Go outside, Renesmee's waiting for you, and you," I looked directly at Oliver, "behave."
Oliver nodded timidly, following quickly behind Tom. I knew the young boy was terrified of what awaited him when our Alpha got back…perhaps I should've been the one to punish him after all…Emily's smile flashed through my mind. I growled.
No, I was doing him a favor by even letting him still talk to the girl. Jacob had every right to handle him as he would.
***************************Nessie******************************
Awkward.
That was what sitting through the entire movie felt like. This time I sat on the edge with Tom to my left and Oliver by his left. It was completely understandable, of course, but…the boys were nervous over something. As soon as they'd walked out, Sam slightly on their heels, the first thing I noticed was dried up blood on Oliver's shirt—it was no temptation for me seeing as how their blood smelled ridiculously unappetizing—and made to go over immediately when Sam intervened by asking me how I was doing, attempting small talk I found hard to respond to. I had only ever seen Sam—much less talked to him—about three times during my visits to La Push. It didn't make sense that he be asking 'how I was doing.'
After another five minutes of uncomfortable banter I found myself sighing in relief when Tom announced the movie was about to start. My relief didn't last long though, it was painfully obvious the way the twins sat that something had shaken them up, more so with Oliver.
I wanted badly to pull him outside and ask what was wrong, but I knew I couldn't. It would imply too much and Oliver could be nothing more than my friend now.
I tried focusing on the movie to keep my mind averted. We were watching one about werewolves this time—ironic no?—and once again they had it all wrong. Tom even laughed out loud when the protagonist werewolf actually stuck his head out of his girlfriend's window to howl at the moon. It was a genuine laugh, one that eased my worry slightly, but only slightly…Oliver still looked like he was going to be sick.
We finally left the theatre, the same uneasiness plaguing our little trio. I did my best to keep smiling and laughing seeing as how in the past few weeks it was usually the other way around, them trying to cheer me up…but Oliver only managed a weak smile here and there.
We ate at the same place we'd gone to last time. Tom seemed to be back to normal, joking and even flirting with the waitress as she asked for our drinks, but Oliver remained as if in a trance, speaking only when necessary to me, almost as if he was avoiding it completely. It startled me, and I found tears wanting to make their way out.
What was going on?
As discreetly as I could, I reached underneath and grabbed Tom's knee.
Why is Oliver so upset?
He'd been in the middle of chewing on a breadstick and suddenly yelped when my thoughts flooded into his mind, looking at me with surprise in his eyes. This was the first I'd ever talked to Tom this way.
Stop acting weird, be normal.
He gave a slight nod.
I'm going to the bathroom. Meet me there.
"I'll be back." I said, getting up quickly and making my way towards the restrooms. A second later, Tom joined me.
"Wow, I forgot you could do that," he started, "that's a really coo—hey!"
I pulled him into the girls restroom before he could finish. I'd already checked to make sure no one was in there. Luckily it was empty, but just in case…
"Renesmee!" he hissed. "This is the GIRLS restroom!"
I ignored him, hauling him to the farthest stall from the door. He struggled against my iron grip, but I managed to keep him in my grasp. He scowled at me as I locked the door.
"Now," I said, turning towards him and crossing my arms, "talk."
*************************Alec*************************************
This was an interesting setting indeed. I'd expected that, given Jeanine's handy gift, we could just do this in the open so far as it was a safe distance from the mind-reader—he was the only one, really, that might be immune to this type of shield…well, him and the emotion guy, but the blonde vampire's gift didn't pose as any kind of threat.
"Now what are we supposed to do?" I said aloud. We'd travelled all morning and it was only barely the afternoon. How much longer would we have to wait? "This is quite boring."
Jane looked at me thoughtfully. "Well, we could go hunting for some bears?" she said sweetly. Jeanine laughed beside her.
"Don't be stupid," I scowled, shuddering in disgust, "Bears. I don't know how the human-loving idiots do it."
"We could go out, just for a little bit—" began the other female vampire, eagerly edging towards the exit.
"No," snapped Jane, her eyes narrowing when the vampire continued to loom near the exit. "Gianna," Jane warned.
"Oh but it would only be for a second, Jane, the humans won't even notice, they—" she stopped abruptly, blanking out completely whilst staring open-mouthed at nothing.
Jane turned her gaze towards me. "Thank you, brother, though I could've just silenced her myself, you know."
I nodded. "I know, but this way she'll be more rested for later. We wouldn't want for her to go down that easily after all." I smiled wickedly at the two remaining vampires. Jeanine looked a little uncertain.
"Does it really have to end like that though?" she suddenly asked, "I mean, if she were just hurt enough, maybe it would be sufficient reason to implica…" she faltered, Jane's evil glare on her.
"No," Jane finished for coldly. "She must be sacrificed for the better good. And besides, as a human serving us was all she was ever good for. It's only logical she continue to do so as a vampire. She should be proud to be serving the better good."
Jeanine muttered something that sounded like 'better good for vampires, you mean.' Jane eyes blazed as she stepped menacingly towards her. "I'm sorry, can you repeat that, sweetie?"
Jeanine took a step backwards, apologizing hastily. "I'm sorry, Jane. Yes, yes, of course, you're right."
Jane smiled. "Of course I am." She turned to me. "Maybe we should hunt a bear or two, at least for Gianna. We wouldn't want her running off at the wrong time after all."
I shrugged. "I can keep her like this till they arrive?" I offered, but Jane shook her head.
"No, you're right about keeping her rested. We should at least be able to have some entertainment for all the trouble we've gone through to get to here. Even if it's with," she wrinkled her nose in disgust, "animal blood. It will give her some strength nonetheless."
I smiled. "Alright then. Should you go or I?"
Jane smiled back at me. "You can go. I'll take her from here."
I shrugged and made my way towards the darkness, Gianna suddenly coming to her senses as I departed. I glanced once before continuing; sure enough, Gianna was already cringing with pain on the floor.
So Sam did get a little say after all. I don't know, I just didn't think it would be fair for him to do something to Oliver when Jacob is obviously going to pummel the poor kid when he finds out…or not lol, like I said, much more to come ;) Anyway, coming up next, Nessie is finally going to learn about imprinting! In case anyone didn't know already, just because she realized her love for Jacob doesn't mean she knows it's because of her being his imprint; I debated on revealing this so soon, but…why not? And even more interesting, Jane, Alec, Jeanine, and Gianna! Anyone have any idea what's going on? I hope I'm not confusing you all too much, but know this: something MAJOR is going to happen soon. I'd say within the next four to five chapters the 'plan' is finally going to unfold :) Thanks so much for all the reviews everyone, you really keep me going and if it weren't for you I might not have wanted to finish the story. So go ahead, review now! I'll update by tomorrow hopefully, thanks.
