Screw the Cullens, I'm a Mikaelson [Rewrite]

Super-Mutt

Even though Artemis was more Immortal than her twin, she was still half human. And it was that half human-ness that had her gasping for air as her face peeked above the waves before being dragged down again. Even though she could hold her breath longer than the average human, she knew she could still drown, so she desperately tried to breach the surface. Water rushed into her lungs as she tried to call out for help. It was freezing cold but burning hot at the same time and she cried out even more beneath the waves. The current shifted and she was bashed into the rocks again, this time screaming out as a jagged rock sliced her side, the salt of the water burning the cut. She gripped her side, a lightheaded feeling coming to her.

Sara quickly gathered Artemis' things, looking over the edge once more. "Over there!" Pointing farther away from the shore, where a red tint was visible through the waves.

Artemis heard a muffled splash, opening her eyes to see a blurry figure coming towards her, black spots overcoming her sight before she passed out as she was pulled out of the waves.

Paul didn't think twice about diving into the water- he had to save her! That idiot boy went into the water with her and allowed her to get dragged under the waves. She was drowning because of him- when he got a chance Paul was gonna break his pretty boy face.

Slicing through the water, his enhanced eyes quickly spotted her- and the blood spewing from her side. She had turned towards him, looking deathly pale with a look of relief when she laid eyes on him. His heart swelled at knowing he was behind that relief, that he was the one that was going to save her.

Quickly scooping her into his arms, his strong legs propelled them above the waves, Artemis head lolling on his shoulder.

"Artemis!" the boy called again, his voice grating on Paul's ears.

He held Artemis tight with one arm, using the other to swim towards the shore, completely passing the boy and his friends as he ran onto the sand, laying her down gently.

"Artemis!" the boy cried again, him and his friends coming to stand around Paul and the unconscious Artemis. "Is she okay!? She's bleeding!"

"It must have happened on the rocks," Paul muttered, lifting the now stained, white cover up she hadn't taken off before jumping. The girl who ran down from the cliff path gasped loudly at the sight of the jagged cut on Artemis' side. Paul continued to lift the cover up off his imprint's body, wringing it out before tying it around her torso to put pressure on the wound.

He leaned in close, pressing two fingers into the side of her neck and listening for any sign breathing. He knew vampires didn't necessarily need to breathe, so he couldn't tell if she wasn't by choice or if her lungs were just so full of water that she couldn't. But he decided not to take that chance with her, especially since he could barely feel a pulse in her.

"She's not breathing," he muttered to her friends, pushing his hands onto her chest three times before pinching her nose and pressing his mouth to hers, forcing his breath into her lungs. He repeated the process several times, each time it didn't work, a little more fear gripped his heart.

I just found you- I'm not gonna lose you before I've had you.

He forced air into her once more, pushing at her chest desperately before she gave a gurgled gasp, water spewing from her mouth and running down her face and neck. Paul gave a sigh of relief, lifting her upper body from the sand, brushing her wet red hair from her face. Her friends gasping and calling her name in relief.

Artemis felt warm liquid spilling uncontrollably from her mouth, cold air burning her throat as it filled her lungs- but she couldn't appreciate it more. She felt really warm hands smoothing her hair from her face and wiping the excess water away. She groggily opened her eyes, feeling like a complete corpse as her eyes settled on the handsomely tan face of the wolf who had been in her kitchen. He held a face of relief, pulling her upwards into a warm embrace.