Begins in New Moon and follows the story loosely. Jacob finds a girl drowning after she jumped off a cliff and saves her. However, she doesn't remember who she is or how she got there. Now she must figure out who she is and why creatures of the nigh...
Before I begin the chapter, I want to say that this is a redone, completely renewed fanfic of my original fanfic called "Huntress." There are large similarities to the two, but also major differences since I am working on an actual plot-line for the fanfic. Hope you enjoy! And please leave a comment!
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Chapter 1: Depths
'Run, don't stop. Run.'
The voice is like sweet butterscotch; a siren's song. It is her voice. A voice I have cherished all my life. But now it's a dire warning. I oblige her request and run as fast as my legs will take me. Rain pelts against my face and blurs the world around me into mixtures of browns and greens. The surrounding forest quakes visibly from an ear-piercing scream. My body crouches in reaction to the sound. Blood trickles down my ears and along my neck, but I refuse to give in to the pain.
Behind me, she follows, if she hasn't caught up already. My eyes search the tree canopies where a flash of gray passes by. It is a beast of a creature known as a Furie. Its bat-like wings flap powerfully, gushes of leaves and debris pelt my back and blow past me. It is an ugly creature with gnarled teeth that looks like long needles with dripping yellow saliva that turns to acid when it touches anything. Red eyes with no pupils, and bald, ashy gray skin. A long, thin tail whips in the air and her hands point into deadly claws and her feet to talons. The worst part of it is that she can shapeshift into a human.
Just hours ago, I was walking down the streets of a small town called Forks, searching for a new location to escape to, especially after my mother's death. When I saw an elderly crone watching me with a wicked smile on her wrinkly face and a bandana covering her hair. I knew right then I was being stalked by a Furie.
Humans don't see their cold black eyes or smell of sulfur that radiates off of them. They can't sense the immediate danger or see the head of snakes that curl and slither under their headwear. They, however, can get pulled into temptation Furies give off, a kind of way they lure their victims in order to get their vengeance. While we get repulsed. With a blink of my eyes, this woman tore from her human flesh and into the monster of old. Red eyes gleamed at me from seven feet high. The very sight twisted my insides, and I leaped into action.
Here I am now, running for my life, the Furies's wings tearing at the tops of the tightly knitted trees. Screeching louder as it gets angrier that it can't reach me. One would think I am safe, but I know if I stop, she'd shapeshift into a human again and enter the forest that way.
Fortunately, my speed is faster than the average human's. I bolt around trees and boulders. Up ahead, I see the gray sky and its beckoning horizon. The sound of waves crashing against rock barely reaches my ears between the Furies's screams. My legs have never ached so much in my entire life. This isn't normal for me. Running isn't my thing. My mother and I would have had to kill this monster, but now that my mother is gone, so are all our weapons. I was left alone, without protection in a world full of monsters and humans. With me caught in-between.
We were meant to kill monsters, like Furies and demons. Coming from a long lineage that dates back to the Greek Gods, back when Artemis, the Goddess of the hunt, granted my family with particular abilities. This is when demons, vampires, werewolves, and more ran from us instead of hunting.
They want me like they wanted my mother. They want me all because my father was...
The world ends below me. A clash of salty air stings my cheeks and I am tumbling down towards the black water that cascades against the cliff walls behind me. Landing in the water is like hitting a brick wall. Everything tingles painfully. I'm tumbling here and there from the current, like a rag doll; all around is darkness. No light. The air quickly leaves my lungs the more I am battered.
At my sides, my arms flail. I don't know which way is up and which way is down. Golden brown locks tangle up in my face and I claw to release my sight from my hair. But I am thrown back. Something hard smacks into my head, and a crack echoes in my ears. My body becomes stiff as a pain revolves around my skull. I am unmoving even against the current.
The edges of my vision blurs. But I manage to see before me, amongst the darkness of the depths, my mother and father. My mother's green eyes and my father's celestial blue. He smiles as bright as the sun. It is like I last saw him when I was six before he was killed.
'I'm sorry,' is all I can think. 'I failed you.'
My father reaches for me; a welcoming hand beckoning for me to grab it. He's always been strong, toned, and sun-kissed. With little energy, I reach for his hand, and as I do, another current smashes me against the cliff. My head clashes against the rock once again, but this time, my vision goes black.
