Second Life (Book Two in the Awakening trilogy)

9: Secrets Exposed

JACOB

Everyone knows that El is fine. Now I'm forced to go to school. I was hoping to sleep the whole day until she got off work, instead I'm in English.

"Attention, we are currently on a code red lock down. Please remain calm and lock all doors and windows. Thank you."

Everyone pulls out their phones and starts playing on them. I roll my eyes and set my head on my desk.

"Jake, be careful and get everyone out of that room. NOW!" El's voice goes through my head.

"You're coming, aren't you?"

"Get everyone out of that school. The unsub is armed and won't hesitate to fire. I'm almost there. You need to evacuate the building."

"Be careful."

"You're the one in the same building with a serial killer."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

I look around and see something blinking under the door in the teacher's office. I look out the window and see the police pulling in.

"Seth, get somewhere and pull a fire alarm, be fast."

"Dude, it's code red."

"And you're a werewolf."

"So?"

"El said do it, everyone needs to leave the school."

"Then why are the cops here?"

"To get the unsub."

I hear a familiar heartbeat and swallow the instinct to wolf out.

"FBI! Open up!"

The door handle turns a little.

"Open up!"

The door flies open.

ELIZABETH

"FBI! Open up!" I yell knocking on the door. I turn the handle and it's locked. "Open up!" I knock a again. Hotch nods and I kick the door open.

We walk in and I have my gun ready. I motion everyone out of the room. The teacher slowly walks toward the door and pulls a gun from her desk.

"Drop your weapon." I say.

She aims it at my head. I put the safety on and put mine back in the holster.

"I'm not going to shoot. I put mine down, now put yours down."

She cocks it. Hotch nods at me. I glance over and Jake and sadly smile. I send my foot up and nock the gun from her hands. She goes to kick me, but I catch her foot. Miranda grabs another gun and shoots me in the leg. I drop her leg and grab mine. I look up and I know that this isn't going to end well.

"You're one of them! You're one of the teenagers with the glowing eyes!" She shrieks.

The place where I was shot heals and my wings emerge. I grab her gun and throw it across the room. She pulls out a sword and one forms from my hands. My tail grows and my hair flames. I swing the katana around and Miranda starts to fight. I jump on the desk and roar. She goes for my legs but I flip over her. I hold the katana in a defensive way. She slowly steps forward. I raise my eyebrow slightly. She brings her katana back and as soon as mine comes in contact with it, it shatters. Miranda smirks. She starts toward Jacob.

"James don't leave."

"I'm sorry, but I must."

"You can't."

"Why?"

"I need you. We need you."

"What!?!"

Something clicks, Jacob won't phase in front of these people without me nearly dying. My eyes glow brighter. Miranda is three steps away from Jake. She cocks the gun she must've picked up. My hair catches fire. She aims it at Jake. I fall and feel the pain starting.

"El!?!"

All I hear after that is growling. I start writhing on pain. The fire dissipates and I try to stand. Miranda looks at me. I fall onto a kneel and fling my head back letting out a sharp howl. My eyes get a cooling sensation as everything changes before me.

"Use your knowledge as an advantage." A strange yet familiar voice rolls through my head.

And as if it had empowered me, I spring to my feet and shake my hair out. Jake turns back and stands at a safe distance. Miranda cocks her head to the side.

"Whatch ya gonna do, sweetheart?" She scoffs.

"Now, target all the anger you have, summon all the anger and hatred you can, recall the memories. Kill her like you killed father." Gabriel.

Everything comes flooding back to me, my eyes change, my body shifts. A deep, ferocious howl comes barreling out of my throat. Miranda raises an eyebrow at me. I wrap one hand firmly around her neck. She starts choking and prying at my hand. A broad smirk crosses my face. I lift her up and stare into her eyes.

"Remember, use the things we heard in stories from mom when we were younger, the ones about witches. It'll work. Use the ones about fire and movement so Jacob doesn't get suspicious."

"Phesmotos Insendia. Phesmotos nistrifous demendium."

Miranda burst into flames and disappears. I walk over to the window and jump out. I throw my important stuff into the Suburban, and run off into the woods. I allow myself to fully shift into the Fox and go home.

My paws patting the ground as the wind blows through fur. I jump over small logs and creeks as I get closer and closer to home. I skid to a stop when I reach the road. Cars go by, never enough time to run through. I jump onto the hoods of cars and hop across to the sidewalk. I crawl through the doggy-door and shift back. I walk to the stairs and walk upstairs. I open my bedroom door and step inside. Everything is how it was, yellow walls, pink carpet, the bed all made up, my dresser all nice and clean. I walk over to the dresser and open the bottom left drawer. I pull out a dress the would probably reach my knees now, my bra and underwater, and a pair of heels.

I turn on the showerhead and let the water run down my back.

"What the hell are you doing!?!"

"I'm finally home brother. I'm just waiting for mother to show up."

"That was the only drawer with clothes that would fit you. It was that one outfit. How did you remember?"

"I pulled back every last memory from this place."

I step out of the shower and get dressed.

"You need to stop."

I brush my hair and slyly smile. I put on a light layer of makeup and walk down stairs with everything done up.

"I'll stop- when I start trusting people, Renesmee comes back, and hell freezes over."

The door handle turns and I smirk. It slides open and a familiar build meets mine.

"Elizabeth?"

I hold my arms up and shrug And let them fall by my side. "The one and only." My head cocks to the side. "Sort of."
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I know, it's short- get the fuck over yourselves.

~NotMyself24