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Image Hosted by ImageShack.us Hunter is cocky, cynical, and careless. His two weaknessess are lack of trust and writing. When his mother encourages him to do something other than writing, he drives to a nearby state park for some peace and quiet. However, when darkness closes in around him, Hunter finds himself lost. Frustrated and tired, he decides to look for it in the morning when the sun is up. In the dead of night, Hunter wakes up to unfamiliar voices. One is a beautiful voice of a woman and the other is the voice of a hateful man who wants nothing to do with Hunter. The man and woman turn him into something he thought never was possible. Hunter is then forced to endure a new life, a new set of values, a new family, and a new diet. He then comes in contact with the werewolves of La Push and meets Jacob. After he eventually comes to terms with himself, a massive responsibility is forced on his shoulders that changes him…hopefully, for the better. Most characters belong to Stephenie Meyer. IRIS!!! Beautiful banner, I owe you a high five and maybe a surprise... ;)

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13. Planning

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“Has Jacob called me back yet?” Hunter snapped irritably two days after Alice’s vision.

Bella looked at Hunter curiously. “No. Why?”

“Nothing, it’s nothing…” Hunter tried, and failed, to reassure Bella.

“He’s just worried,” Alice chimed in helpfully, then added, “Check mate,” and moved her rook quickly and captured Edward’s king piece.

“Worried doesn’t cover it,” Jasper noted as he watched Alice’s face turn into a joyful smile at her triumph.

“Thanks,” Hunter sighed sarcastically.

“Would you like to tell them or should I?” Edward said casually as he and Alice moved all of the chess pieces to their rightful places and started over again.

Hunter scowled. “I don’t see why you should tell them.”

“Tell us what?” Emmett’s bear-like voice boomed from the doorway of the living room. From the first day, Hunter had liked Emmett which had given Emmett a strange advantage in asking questions. Hunter would always answer them.

“Tell us what?” Rosalie repeated, linking arms with Emmett.

Hunter had been sitting on the piano bench, tapping the keys mindlessly. He sat up and turned to face his new family. “Jacob Black has imprinted.”

Bella gasped in a delighted tone. “Really? Oh! I want to meet her!” She paused and inhaled. Her new excitement sent a flare of amusement through Edward. “But, Hunter,” Bella said, turning to Hunter and scowling, “why didn’t you tell us before?”

“Yes, Hunter. Why didn’t you?” Edward asked pleasantly.

“Well, you see…” Hunter stopped and tried to find the right words to say. “He imprinted on Vivien Mason. She’s a lot like you, Bella. Very perky and curious…”

“She’s like me?” Bella asked, skeptical but still happy.

Hunter nodded. “Yeah, you remind me of her. She has these huge brown eyes that melt your heart, really. She’s very sincere about everything, but still blunt. I think that, maybe, she got that from me… There’s a half of me that’s happy for her and Jacob but the other half just wants to keep her away from him. I don’t know…maybe because of what he is. Which, maybe, isn’t half as dangerous as me. But, when she found out I was a vampire, she was fine with it. She…” Hunter stopped and let out a weak laugh, “…she asked me why I wasn’t melting in the daylight. It’s really typical, actually. I should have guessed…” Hunter trailed off and suddenly became very interested in the piano keys next to him, touching them gingerly and avoiding the stares.

“You sound like you’ve known her for a while.”

“That’s interesting,” Edward added.

Hunter scowled at Edward. “That’s because I have known her for a while. Her whole life, actually.”

“What are you talking about?” Emmett asked, stepping closer. Rosalie’s eyes gleamed with curiosity.

“Vivien Mason is my sister.”

The quick clink of the chess pieces stopped and Alice held her bishop in mid-air. She looked over at Hunter and examined his slouched shoulders and grimly set line for a mouth. Bella clasped her hands together tightly and looked at Edward, wishing that they were able to have a private conversation in her mind. However, that would never be possible. Jasper’s brows raised in general surprise, but he understood more clearly Hunter’s emotions. Emmett felt a pang of sympathy as well as Rosalie.

“Oh, my poor darling,” Esme’s voice entered through the threshold of the living room. She was holding hands with Carlisle who also had arrived in complete silence. Hunter briefly glanced at the two and then focused again on the keys. Carlisle and Esme had been hunting for two days while Hunter had sulked and the others stayed behind to cheer him up. Now that the reason behind his worry had been lightened upon, Esme was sympathetic and reverted to her motherly position.

And sat down fearlessly next to Hunter.

He let her place her arm comfortingly around him and pull him closer. Hunter rested his head carefully on her shoulder and the room was reduced to complete silence. After a long few moments passed, Carlisle cleared his throat. Drawing the attention of the entire room, he said, “I believe this complicates things.”

Edward nodded. “Maybe a little.”

Bella looked up at Carlisle, “I suppose we’ll have to protect her the way you protected me.”

Emmett groaned. “That was such a problem, though…”

Hunter cast him a woeful glare. “Thanks, Emmett. I appreciate that.”

“He didn’t mean it the way it sounds, dear,” Esme reassured him.

Jasper leapt up to his feet and, in a loud voice, drew the attention of the room to himself. “We need to focus. According to Alice, we only have three days until the coven arrives. They are furious and vengeful and will stop at nothing to destroy Hunter and whatever he holds close. Which would be Vivien. If they are responsible for the heartless murder of those families just north of here, then we don’t want to wait long enough for them to sink their teeth into Vivien.”

Hunter held his breath, envisioning the fate of his sister. “I won’t let that happen,” he said strongly.

“Then you will be in charge of protecting her,” Jasper decided out loud. Hunter watched as Carlisle, the leader of the coven, stepped down and let Jasper make the decisions for the situation. “We will do the same that we did last time. Granted, they are not as many but these aren’t newborns. They are developed vampires with perfectly honed skills and knowledge. Considering that Jacob Black has imprinted,” Jasper spat out the word imprinted, “on Vivien Mason, this will involve them, too. We will present the option to them, but I’m sure they’ll accept.” Jasper turned to Alice to confirm this assumption. Alice nodded.

“Will we use the same techniques as last time, even though they’re not newborns?” Emmett asked, taking a step closer to Jasper and remembering the time when Victoria sent an army of newborn vampires after Bella. It seemed ages ago.

“Even though they’re not newborns, we will still need to…end them…the same way. However, they’ll be harder to get rid of, considering they’re smarter and have more of a motivation.”

“It’s amazing how motivation can push someone beyond their limits,” Carlisle agreed thoughtfully.

“But we’ll need to contact the pack before we plan at all,” Edward added.

As if on cue, the phone rang in the kitchen. Jumping up and rushing to the kitchen, Hunter pulled the receiver to his ear. “Hello?” he greeted.

“I got your message,” Jacob replied grimly. “Will they really come after Vivien?”

“Yes. Anything and everything that has to do with Joseph and Anna will be annihilated.”

Jacob sighed heavily.

“And we need your help.”

Jacob’s voice perked up. “My help?”

“When I say your help I really mean the pack,” Hunter said, refining his request.

“Sure, sure. We’ll do it. When?”

“They’ll be here in three days. So, come up in an hour. Is that alright?”

“I dunno. Embry has something after school until four o’clock-”

School. Hunter had forgotten about school. Anything that had to do with the real world seemed so far away since his change.

“Otherwise, we’re good. Our only social life is each other,” Jacob said jokingly as he continued speaking.

“So, about four-thirty-ish?” Hunter asked.

“Yeah, I’ll get them there. Where will we meet?”


Jacob paused. “In the Cullens house? Are you sure?”

“I invited you, didn’t I? Of course I’m sure.”

With that, Hunter hung up and waited.