Twilight: Bad Blood (closed, pm if you have questions)

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Jacob heard them before he saw them but there was not much he could do to protect himself by the time he'd noticed. Because, he was surrounded.

"What the hell?" he whispered to himself, turning in place to see at least a dozen vampires, none of them were any he recognized and he could say he knew quite a few quite well..."Who are you? Where did you come from?" He asked, trying not to look as threatened as he felt. The electrical sense of the hairs standing up on the back of his neck was quite distracting, though.

No reply, just snarles as one murmured low and soft, "It's one of those animorphic shapeshifters...a wolf. I can smell it on him."

"Me too!"

"I hate wolves."

"Me too..."

Jacob was in mid-leap at the one who he saw move first, morphing in mid-motion to become the wolf form which he usually did his best fighting in. They made contact at least six feet from the forest floor and he could tell one thing when the fist pounded him in the eye so hard he heard and felt the explosion as the socket burst...These were newborns. He had no chance fighting all of them by himself without at least coming out of it badly injured, or worse...As they all descended upon him, so fast, hitting so hard, he could barely move to protect himself let alone get in many good swipes or bites, Jacob's last conscious thought was to wonder if he'd survive this....

...His thoughts strayed to Renesmee Carlie, and how much he loved her. His heart ached to think of how badly the news of his death would hit her, and her mother, Bella, and Leah, poor buddy Seth...his dad...and then the thick velvet curtain of blackness took over, enveloping his senses. His last sensation before he was gone, was how badly he wished the flavor on his tongue was not of blood. He vaguely wondered if his Nessie would have found the metallic tang he found so repulsive to be delicious...

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The wolf form of Seth Clearwater awoke on the front porch of his sister's house in the late hours of morning. His wolf fur was soaked with sweat as he morphed into human form and screamed. "JAKE! NOOOOOOOOOO!" awakening the whole reservation with his announcement at the suffering of his hero and friend.


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It was later that day when the mangled human body arrived at the hospital and Carlisle Cullen led the emergency room team in stablilizing his vitals. But, it didn't look good. Jacob Black had been attacked, he'd been beaten badly and lost a great deal of blood. He had bites all over his body and Dr. Cullen recognized the sorts of bites immediately with a sickening feeling in his gut that told him his family would not be safe today. As much as he wanted to ensure Jacob would come through this himself he felt an even stronger need to make sure his family was not in danger. Jacob Black wasn't going anywhere too soon anyway. He was in a coma. The next few days would determine whether or not he'd survive at all or slip deeper and deeper into the abyss. There was nothing more Dr. Cullen could do at this time.

He came back to his house just in time to see an entire pack of Quileute wolves surrounding his property, looking as if they were ready for war!

 

[brightlywound]

As Jasper came back from his hunt, the woods were teaming with caution. He was used to that, he was the one of the world's most dangerous predators. Yet the scent of the wolves was even heavier than usual, today.

He could feel it. A sense of betrayl, of malice. It was hard to ignore. And soon he would see for himself why. As he exited the treeline from over the river, he leapt across it. His feet carried him from there to the porch. But he didn't see them until his father was "safely" on their property.

Jasper Cullen raced to Carlisle as soon as he saw him. His golden eyes were slightly panicked as he surveyed the mood around them.

"This isn't right. We haven't done anything. Do you know what's going on, Carlisle?" He asked this, cool, excited, impressed by the number of wolves for it was even greater than when they met the Volturi many years before, very panicked.

"Why are there so many?"

 

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Alice had been happily working at the sewing machine, the shilvery-blue chiffon danced beneath her lithe, agile, fingers as she expertly turned the hand-made pattern on the platform anticipating every pump of the needle. She'd designed a new dress for Rosalie and it was nearly finished. She was just putting some finishing touches on the trim and suddenly stopped, her foot left the pedal as she gasped, falling backward in her chair..."Jasper!" she whispered, her honey colored eyes tilting back behind her closed eyelids as she saw Jasper, the love of her life, fighting with a huge pack of werewolves on the Cullen front lawn...

As soon as she was back in the present moment she left her work unfinished and ran from her room out into the main room, shouting, "Wolves are going to attack! Carlisle and Jasper are alone out there, we can't leave them to defend themselves alone. There's so many, so angry!" and she ran directly toward the front door ignoring the dumbfounded stares of her family around her as she passed each of them in her haste to make it in time to stop a possible battle...

 

[Vixandra]

Edward

Rage... how dare they do this to him!

Edward looked up from the midi-keyboard in front of him, pulling off a pair of Bose headphones as he heard the minds in the front yard and above him. Sam Uley's voice was the loudest of the two joined packs, and it was infuriated. Alice's vision played through his mind as he darted to the front door.

"Nessie, stay inside," he ordered, his voice stead despite the rage billowing in the minds around him.

Edward, Jacob was hurt, Carlisle thought to him, It was vampires.

"What," Edward hissed. "Jacob was attacked? What's his status? Is he..." the words ended, choked off by the idea that part of his family could be lost to them forever.

 

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Nessie barely listened as she felt her father's outrage. Her grandfather was out there and her uncle, how could she not want to rush to their aid. She was close on Esme's heels as Esme rushed to the window, but as Esme peered nervously out. Nessie rushed past her grandmother to climb out of it. She was roughly about fourteen now in her development, definitely the rebellious teen when it came to some things. This was one of them. She hated when they kept her out of family business out of a sense of overbearing protection. And, she could see it was the Quileute who surrounded her family, in essence, her extended family was about to start a war with her immediate relatives. No. She couldn't let it happen if there was something she could do. But, just as she was nearly out the window two sets of hands pulled her back in roughly...

 

[brightlywound]

Rosalie had a watching Alice make her dress for a short time before she'd started watching the Hell's Kitchen marathon on. "How hard is it to make pasta," she muttered.

Things seemed pieceful until Alice bolted and Edward along with her. As Esme found the window and Nessie tried to needle past her, Rosalie took special heed to Edward's instructions to his daughter.

Rosalie Hale's arms reached out just in time along with Esme's to wrap around her young niece and pull her back from the window in a firm grip.

"It's usually a good idea to listen to what your elders say, Ness." But they need me..

She looked at Esme, "I'll go.."

 

[Vixandra]

Edward

Teenage angst had hit Renessme much as it had her mother and she was attracted to dangerous things, Edward mused, grateful for Esme and Rosalie grabbing his daughter before she could leap out the window.

"Sam," Edward said aloud, his voice calm, "we would never attack Jacob. I see him as my son. He's Bella's best friend, not to mention my daughter's intended."

Then you let this happen to him, bloodsucker, Sam thought at me, clearly placing the blame on the vampires.

"I would never, by act or omission, bring Jacob pain," Edward answered, the minute signs of strain on his face not apparent in his voice. "We are family, my siblings, parents, Bella, Nessie, Jacob and his pack-mates, you included. How could your bonds of loyalty change so quickly? Why do you accuse us of such an atrocity?"

 

[slippedhalo]

Alice was intent on the conversation, strained as it may be, happening on the front lawn of the house. She stood at Jasper's side but he pushed her gently back a bit, always the overprotective spouse even despite her own speed and agility in fights. He worried about his lady. It was endearing as much as it was frustrating. She stood firm, not willing to back up more than a step, though. But, soon her attention was drawn inward again...She gasped as she saw...

a field in the middle of the forest and her family, a burning mass of massacred limbs with unknown newborn vampires dancing triumphantly around the pyre. Their eyes were bright red, their faces were masks of wicked enjoyment. They were absolutely giddy from murdering harmless creatures, and the more powerful fighter the trophy was the more exciting the kill was for these unknown newbies...

"Oh...ohmygod! Sam, I think I know who attacked Jacob. They're planning to kill all of us. I just wish I knew why." said Alice in her absent, far-away manner which alerted all of them to the fact that she must just be recovering from a recent vision.

 

[Vixandra]

Edward

Edward saw Alice's vision as if it were his own and he barely fought off the urge to snarl. "Some new-born scoundrels think they can do this to us?"

Sam snarled an echo that didn't need translation. How did Alice miss them coming? Isn't she supposed to catch things like that?

Edward looked over at Alice and back at Sam. "She can't catch everything."

"I can't," Alice said in her crystal clear voice. "They hadn't decided to come here until they picked up Jacob's scent, which had Bella and Nessie's tied to it. But with Jacob so close, its hard to see."

Fine, we'll go hunting these new vampires, Sam thought with another growl. Do you know where they are?

 

[slippedhalo]

Alice's face went blank as she tried to see into her vision again and Carlisle put out a hand protectively as Sam opened his mouth to ask another question. "Just give her a minute. She's checking."

Alice blinked and shook her head, "They're moving around a lot. Someone is definitely controlling them but...I can't see him. I hear....a...voice, almost, like some sort of....I don't know. It's an ancient language, or speech played backwards or something, very strange. But, it's like he's wired directly into their brains. They hear what he says and do everything he wants them to do. They don't question him. "

Seth chuckled, "Sounds like an Alpha."

Alice looked up at Seth and shook her head, "It's different from the pack mind. You're compelled biologically to listen to the Alpha. They...he has almost....posession of....their wills."

"What could it be? If you can't see this leader he's no vampire or human, at least not like what we've known before." asked Carlisle.

"Right....I don't know. If it was a half-er like Nessie I wouldn't even hear the telepathic voice. But, I can hear what he says to them. I just can't understand it." Alice was perplexed and her intuitions failing her in any way made her very uncomfortable. "I wish I could give you more. I'm sorry."