Hi! I want to say that I have a headache, and I have a cold. So, directing this chapter will be Kiowa. Take it away *cough!* please. I need a nap.
Kiowa: Uh, I'm an actor, not a directer.
Aisling: Too late, she's already gone.
Embry: So where do we go?
Sam U.: yeah, and when do Aisling's brothers come back?
Jacob: Am I in this chapt? I want the day off so.....
Kiowa: WAIT! Disclaimer first, then Chapter details.
Dean: like a Man version of Zorlia.
Bella: Zorlia doesn't own New Moon.
Sam W.: And she doesn't own Supernatural.
Kiowa: good, now as for your parts.....
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"So, you've hunted creatures of the dark ever since your mom died?"
"Yes, and you are a werewolf that hunts Vampires that come near Forks?"
"Uh huh. Pass the salt."
"Here. Okay, now one question, when you transform, do you have super shorts like the hulk? Or do you lose all your clothes due to going furry?"
"As awesome as Hulk's shorts are.....no. I don't, hence the reason behind us always having clothes handy at the tree line. Or at the back porch. Depending. Can I have a bite of that?"
"No. And-Hey!" I slapped Embry's hand away from my plate. Pouting Embry retreated his hand and opted to wrap his arm around my shoulder instead. Currently I was eating in the kitchen as Emily cooked more for the incoming pack mates.
"So, how long did you know of the Cullens?" I looked up and Sam Uley, wishing I could read that damn poker face of his. He was currently drinking some coffee and sitting across from Embry and me.
"Not long after I got here. Imagine my surprise when finding out there are Vamps humans can't kill." I said, taking a bite of the bacon on my plate. And, I'm not sharing with Embry because the first batch I made in the morning was eaten before I could made my plate. I swear, those boys were waiting beside me as i put bacon on my plate, taking right off the pan!
Mongrels.
So, now at lunch time, I am finally eating my bacon.
"Wait, you went after Vampires?" Embry looked at me with a serious face, his eyes worried slash mad. I rolled my eyes.
"Yes and No. One, they kind I'm talking about are the kind that we humans" I pointed at me, being human and all, "can kill. You either cut off their head with a machete, or somehow get a Dead Man's Blood into their system. Like poison to their immortal souls." I wiggled my fingers and tried to sound spooky at the end.
"What do you mean? Their skin is harder than diamonds." Sam said, ignoring my jest. Jerk.
"All I can assume is that they're another breed. Though very endangered and almost extinct, they're there. They don't sparkle, they are fast....kinda. Not as fast as the Cullens. More like a......very fast cat. A panther. Anyway, their eyes aren't ruled by their diet, and the sun doesn't kill them. Only a bad sunburn. And their skin is as soft as mine, only no matter what you do, they don't die. Unless you do the two things I mentioned earlier. When we had to go after a coven with dad......I didn't do much. I was the get away driver." I exlpained.
"How do you even get dead man's blood?" Embry asked, his expression not as fierce as before. I shook my head,
"You do not want to even know. Despite being Vamps themselves, I'm kinda glad that they're not the kind I'd have to kill. Getting that stuff is just too much effort." I said, scrunching my nose. When Dean got the Blood, I had to distract the Funeral planner guy (I don't know what his profession is) by being cute and flirting. Let me tell you that he was a pervert and I shall never set foot into that funeral home again.
I'd hate to find out he's still waiting for that date.
"So you trust the Cullens?" I glanced at Emily, who had asked the question while sitting beside Sam and took the same positsion I was in. I shrugged in response.
"I wouldn't go as far as that. I don't out right hate them......well, I am pissed at them right now, but whatever. It's like that neighbor that has a pitbull behind the fence. Sure, it's under control, but there's still that one itsy bitsy tiny chance he'd get free and see if humans really do taste like chicken. I trust them to keep themselves in check. And, Bella's a friend." I said, ignoring the slight tensing of Embry's arm around me. I know he's just worried.
"Okay." Sam said, looking at Embry. I rose an eyebrow at their little mind chat they seemed to be having. I decided to ignore it and continue eating. Looking up at Emily I smiled and offered a piece of bacon.
Emily was a pretty girl. And I don't care what anyone says. She had some very jagged scars on her face that pulled her smile into more of a grimace. But she was such a happy person! Her light colored eyes were always bright and smiling in their own right. Her hair was to die for, with its perfect curl that seemed natural. And, she happened to be Sam's imprint. Not that it matters, but, still.
"Thank you. You cook pretty well, with you around I'd get more cooking done for the boys." Emily said with a twinkle in her eye and took a bite of the bacon. I smiled.
"Yeah, sounds like fun. I mean, the guys eat like they were raised by wolves, I wonder why?" I teased, knowing that both Sam and Embry were staring at us. Emily giggled and winked at Sam, walking away. Sam and Embry shook their heads, possibly in Awe of the awesomness that Emily and I possess.
"You two are weird."
I just want to say that Awesome, can be veiwed differently among races, AND sexes. It's a fact of life.
"Whatever, you're just jealous." I said, smirking. Embry laughed at that, and I saw Sam grinning out of the corner of my eye. Internally I scored at point, getting the stoic character to show a little emotion. I think I'll like life here.
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That night Jacob turned. And that night I saw the same order come from Sam that had torn Embry and I apart. And, as much as I hated to admit it, I knew it was for the best. Until Jacob could control his inner beast, Bella would be in danger around him.
I think it was then that I fully forgave Embry. Because, in the end, he was just protecting me, like any wolf would for his imprint. I just hope, if Bella ever finds out about La Push's secrets, she would forgive Jacob too.
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okay, i want to know what type of supernatural creature you want to come up in the end? any will do, just say what being of darkness you would like to see Aisling kill. my only rule is that it cannot be a werewolf. please say your suggestion in the comments below, or on my message board, or via PM. Please leave a lot of choices for me, and if you can, try to find something that isn't known very well. I do love to do research, so I don't care how little information you have on the beast.
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