|Bella, the Wolfgirl
Author: Black Thoughts 666 PM
Bella phases into a white werewolf suddenly, as she gets angry. Sam turns out to be her older brother, and what happens when the Cullens come back? set in New Moon What happens as war begins between the Cullens and Bella's pack? All hell breaks loose.Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Drama - Bella & Jacob - Chapters: 2 - Words: 2,995 - Reviews: 90 - Favs: 104 - Follows: 118 - Updated: 07-04-10 - Published: 11-29-09 - id: 5546077
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Hey guys. Guess who finally wrote a chapter? ME! Lol. Instead of babbling on and on about shit, just read.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or their characters. I swear. ;)
I did it. Finally.
As I opened my eyes, I saw only one person. Jacob. He was crying. I didn't know why, and I couldn't find my voice. He sat with his arms folded around himself, as if he was going to fall apart. His hair was messy, and I could tell he hadn't gotten sleep for days.
And it killed me.
Jacob. The pain, that felt like it would be forever set in my core.
Then it happened.
Jake looked up, seeing me awake for the first time. His eyes widened, and I heard yelling. He was screaming. Why? That's when it got dark. And started to hurt. I couldn't take it anymore. As I finally found my voice, something unwanted wailed from my lips. I thrashed on Jake's bed, screaming. The pain was unbearable. It was ice. It was heat. Rushing through my body, shoving out any part of me I had wanted to keep. The pain. It hurt. So badly. I gripped the blanket surrounding me, sitting up. I looked at Jake, as he desperately started screaming for someone.
I felt the veins in my eyes burst, obviously making them red and bloodshot. Something was wrong. Even, in the dazed state I seemed to be in, I knew that something horrible was happening to me.
I looked down at my body, feeling it convulse. It didn't even feel like it was me anymore. I just felt pain.
I hurled myself off the bed, at Jacob. He grabbed a hold of me, trying to pin my arms to my sides.
"Jake?," I whimpered.
He didn't say anything. He looked at me. Just looked. His eyes were wide. And tears still streamed from his face. But. He started to smile. It was a warm thing. A cold thing. Something that I knew would get me through the pain.
I felt my body begin to rise, as the convulsing stopped. A warm, tingling feeling covered my body, and my eyes flashed.
There was a blue light surrounding the air that held me off the ground, and the pain was almost unbearable.
I heard the door slam open, and the pack surrounded Jacob, looking up at me. They were in awe. Then with an abruptness, to quick to comprehend, I fell to the ground.
The heat and ice, held me in the darkness.
The next time I woke was better. It was worse. It was what I had wanted, but it felt wrong. Something felt wrong. I felt wrong. I opened my eyes to the pack, and they stared back at me. I could hear their heartbeats, pounding erratically around me. It sounded... good. I licked my lips, feeling a red hot urge roll through my body.
It was Jake. My Jake. I felt the heat fade from my body, as I looked at him. My eyes softened, and I tried to stand up. It happened too quickly. I was up too fast, and my body couldn't catch up. I felt nausea roll through me, as their images snapped together again.
What the hell have I become.
I closed my eyes. No matter what, everything would be okay. I'm still me. I'm still, Bella. Maybe. I just had to take this one step at a time. So, I opened my eyes, and stared down at my feet.
My eyes widened, before I had time to think. I had tattoos, covering my legs. Intricate, tribal tattoos ran up and down my legs, to my feet. My feet were floating softly above the ground, making me look like a goddess of hell. I looked up at Jake, eyes erratic.
He nodded, calmly.
I reached towards him, but as I caught sight of my hands, I dropped them immediately. Too fast, once again.
The tattoos were everywhere. Now that I knew that, I could literally feel them. They were etched in my skin. Forever. I grimaced. Jake noticed, and gave me a crooked smile.
A feeling roiled down my spine, making me once again, hear the heartbeats of the pack around me. I licked my lips, wanting to taste the red hot blood that-
I answered immediately.
"How- How are you feeling?"
I laughed sarcastically.
"Do you really want to know that?"
"No, I suppose I don't, Bella."
Show her, she'll see soon enough.
I cocked my head to the side, as Sam's voice pierced my head. I looked at him, questioning in my eyes.
Jake held a mirror close to me, being sure to touch my skin. He smiled slightly, before backing towards the wall. All of them did.
What the hell had happened to me?
I took the mirror, and closed my eyes. I took a deep breath, once again hearing their hearts beat fast in their chests. Warm. That's what it sounded like. Blood. I smiled, cruelly.
See what I mean, Sam?
Jake, I'm sorry man.
I shook my head, to clear my thoughts. Their thoughts.
I brought the mirror, close to my face, eyes still closed. Still Bella, I recited in my head.
I opened my eyes. I knew I fainted before I actually did. I could feel the heat roil down my spine, that felt all too familiar now. When I opened my eyes, there was something there. I couldn't let myself think that the thing was me. It was dark. Disgusting. And it reminded me of him. Edward. Funny, how once I look like him, I can think his name clearly, without flinching or even feeling the pain rip through me. Something told me, that I would never feel pain again, but I swallowed it down, because the thing in the mirror was so obviously me, but I was changed.
My eyes were a icy blue. Not human. They shimmered in the faint light, and was a contrast to my skin. It was now tanned, and I had to admit that the monster in the mirror was beautiful. But it wasn't me, it couldn't be. My hair was still brown, and hung in curls to my waist. And I took pride in the fact, that there was some part of me in the thing.
But this mirror. This monster.
It was me.
I hoped that you guys liked this chapter. I got some inspiration from a lot of you, and I hope that you guys liked this. I'm sorry it has been so long, but I'll be back soon. I really hope you guys enjoy where this is going, and YES!
BELLA STILL IS A WEREWOLF.
Don't go bitching to me about, she sounds like a werewolf, and shit. Ok?
She's not. I know what the hell I'm doing. ;)
Review. I really need to know how I did.