~Jacob~
"What's going on?" I ask as her fists clench and unclench continuously.
"She's fine." Lydia replies. "Renesmee is helping her out."
"That's not what I asked." I growl.
"You got the answer that you're going to get." She states harshly. "She's fine, an that all you need to know."
~Jazmine~
I step back again and grab a knife from a table.
"Sweetheart, but that down. You're ill." The man says.
"This isn't real." I shake my head.
"Jazmine, come on!" Renesmee shouts from somewhere. I turn an run out the door. I find myself in the middle of the woods, in a grove of trees of mountain ash. I slowly turn around and look at the house behind me. I turn back around and leave the grove of trees. I start walking, then jogging, then I break out into a full fledged sprint.
I stop when I come upon a pond. I spin around and an arrow soars into my heart.
"Bye-bye Jazmine." Yvina smirks as I fall back into the water. Arms wrap around me and pull me out. I land in sand, the arrow gone, no evidence of one even being there. I slowly climb to my feet and look around.
Skin walkers, they are very powerful Brooke, be weary of them but show no weakness. They have more skill in fight than what you do, so be prepared for a damn good fight if you ever have a run in with them. They never travel in packs of less than three, no more than five.
I grab a beau staff and twirl it around professionally. A spear comes flying toward me and I smack it down with the staff. I fight back all of the spears flying my way while still looking out for them to fight close up. I block another staff with my own and a pair of pink eyes meet my own.
There's one.
I break the staff and stab her with her own broken staff. I spin around and fight two more off.
There's two and three.
Another comes from behind, I now fight three at once.
There's four.
I kill two of them and take on number four. I knock her feet out from under her and stab her with her own spear. I hear a strange growl and spin around before taking on another.
There's five.
I kick her in the throat before driving the end of my staff into her side and jumping up to kick her with both feet in the chest. She falls to the ground and I land with the beau staff in hand. I spin it around before bringing it down on her throat. Sand forms a vortex around me then slowly disappears. I now stand surrounded by mirrors, daggers at hand.
"Cover your ears." Renesmee says. I furrow eyebrows. "Cover your ears Jazmine." I hear a loud, ear piercing scream and drop to my knees before screaming. The glass shatters and rains down over me. Smoke forms around me and I make my eyes glow. I look through and I see Devonté smiling. I smile and reach out to him. His hand grabs mine and his smile goes away.
"Let me go Jazmine." He says.
"No, I can bring you back."
"Let me go. It'll kill you if you try pulling me back with you." He states.
"Devonté, I am going to get you back."
"Let me go." My eyes fill with tears and his hand slowly slips from mine.
I sit up in the tub of water, my eyes glowing, chest heaving.
"Why'd you pull me back!?! He was right there! I could've brought him back!" I yell as I get out of the tub. "He was right there."
"You were dying, Jazmine." Lydia states. "We didn't have a choice."
"How long was I under?" I ask.
"Two hours." Renesmee replies.
"What happened while I was under?"
"Nothing. Douglas called Selene and left a voice mail, but that's it." Avery says. "That and we shut Jake in your room with a bottle of vodka to keep him company. He wasn't too happy about you getting in all those fights and wanted to pull you out too soon."
"Get me Selene's phone." I order. Sean brings it in and hands it to me. "Tony, hey, sorry I missed your call, I was grading papers and had my phone shut off. Call me back when you get the chance." I hang up the voicemail and put the phone on a table. "I'm going to go upstairs and see how drunk Jake is. I'm taking this with me just in case." I grab the phone from the table. "Lydia, Sean, take Renesmee back to Carlisle's." They nod and I go upstairs. I open my door and walk in, shutting it with my heel. I put the phone on my dresser and cross my arms. "You always were a lightweight." I scoff at Jake. I grab warm, dry clothes and fee undergarments before going into the bathroom to change. I blow dry my hair and brush it. I throw it up into a messy bun and walk back out to Jake. I crawl into the bed with him and push his hair back slightly. I place my hand on his shoulder and gently shake it. "Time to get up sleepyhead." He grumbles and I shake him harder.
"Five more minutes." He mumbles pushing me away.
"Babe, come on, get up." I grip his shirt with one hand and he stirs slightly. "Jacob Ephraim Black if you do not get your lazy ass up I am going to beat the ever living hell out of you." I growl. He pushes my hand away and rubs his eyes.
"I'm up, I'm up." He mutters before actually open his eyes. "Hey sexy." He smirks, still half lit.
"How much did you drink?" I ask.
"Don't worry, I saved you some." He replies. "Did it work?" I clench my jaw.
"No. No it didn't work."
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