"You and I are nothing but wild beasts wearing human skins."
Forks Washington tossed Naya Morell's life upside down, sideways and backwards. Her world was opened up to the reality of werewolves, vampires, and who knows what else. No...
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Naya is called awake, her face jumping off of the couch cushion she crashed on. 'The Day's Of Our Lives' playing in the background. A howl pierces through all of her senses. She can tell it's Sam and Paul, both of the boys howling.
Without a second thought she jumps to her feet, not even bothering to put her shoes on. The rain is light in La Push as she runs through the grass to get to the edge of the forest. Something she has been eternally grateful for is her speed, she was always quick, even doing track when she was younger. But this feeling was something she never gets tired of. Quickly phasing, forgetting the tank top and shorts behind her, she hears everything.
Victoria, the red headed vampire they've been aware of for the past few weeks. Really been aware of for months, since Bella told them about her. Naya pushes her paws faster, to get to the edge of the river. Through Paul's eyes she can see the Cullen's.
"Naya try and cut her off. Don't go through the river, it's where our territory splits." Sam is precise and to the point, once Naya comes up beside Paul.
"Got it." she calls back, growling as she see's the leech switch over to the other side.
Pushing herself faster she can tell she's zig zagging between territories, making it harder for them to catch if there's only a certain group able to chase her on either side. Sam just grunts at her thoughts, hating the fact that it's taken this long with her. Naya tries to see through the trees, to see if any of the Cullen's have caught her.
Naya watches as some of the Cullen's emerge from the woods, Victoria gliding through the air onto their side. Naya snarls, kicking dirt behind her as she goes to catch her. She doesn't recognize many of them, only the small pixie one. Alice. No Edward.
"Emmett no!" one of them chimes.
"He's not stopping!" Naya calls once she looks back to see one of the Cullen's also in mid air through the river.
"Like hell he's not!" Paul growls, coming face to face with what Naya assumes is Emmett.
Emmett crashes into the river, the chase coming to a pause as all parties file onto the river bank. Naya watches Emmett and Paul stand off, it's very close to being their territory. For a brief second he was. Paul growls down at him.
"The bastard!" he shouts before Naya pulls up beside him, a growl leaving her lips as she watches the other Cullen's. Now they were both at a loss.
Sam stops, looking across to Carlisle. Carlisle nods his head. Emmett stands down, going to move out of the river, the blonde one quick to pull him back.
"It was close, we won't let it happen again." Sam is much kinder than Paul's thoughts, images of him ripping Emmett up coming to his mind instead.
