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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16. The Attack
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“Did you smell that?” Hunter said sharply, turning his head towards the flash of light that Vivien saw.
“Yeah,” Jacob said, tearing Hunter’s clothes from off of his body and morphing into his wolf shape.
Hunter scowled and didn’t bother to hide his irritation. “That was a good shirt…”
Jacob snarled and bore his teeth.
“Right, focus,” Hunter snapped himself into reality. “Tell them where we are and that it would be quicker if the Cullens swam here and-”
Jacob did his best to roll his eyes.
“Sorry. You’ve got this covered.”
“Now what?” Vivien asked, her voice strained.
“We wait,” Hunter said firmly, taking a seat next to Vivien.
Jacob plodded to her side and laid his head in her lap. Vivien tussled his ears and scratched beneath his muzzle. As she sat comfortably, with Jacob’s canine head on her lap, she said, “I think your head is as big as me.”
Hunter laughed. When Jacob let out a bark of protest, Hunter said, “Shut up, you know it’s true. Beast.”
They only waited a few more minutes when Hunter spotted two fast moving glitters of light heading closer. He stood up quickly and stood protectively in front of Vivien and Jacob leapt to his four feet. As the glitters of light moved closer, Hunter found it hard to catch their scent and was unsure which vampires they were. However, when they were in close range, Hunter propelled himself out of the cave and onto the nearest approaching vampire. The attacked individual let out a harsh yell and fought tooth and claw, grappling with Hunter. Before any significant damage was done, Rosalie approached Vivien. She was laughing.
“I think your brother is a little eager for this fight to be over with.”
Vivien nodded in relief and looked over at her brother who was scaling the side of the cave. Emmett, looking irritated, was beside him. At the mouth of the cave, Hunter gave Vivien a sheepish grin.
“Looks like Jacob ruined my shirt for nothing.”
Jacob barked in response and sat up on his haunches. His nose twitched slightly as he tested the air, still unsure of the surroundings. Hunter noticed Jacob’s tentative stance and tilted his head. He noticed a faint scent, from a member of the other coven. Hunter glanced at Emmet and Rosalie and they nodded. They smelled it, too. Grateful for some help, Hunter looked over at Jacob.
“Who’ll watch out for Vivien?” he asked.
Jacob let out a huff.
“I will,” offered Rosalie. Emmet, Hunter, Jacob, and Vivien looked over at her in surprise. “What?” she asked when their eyes stared.
Hunter stepped closer to her. “Thank you.”
She smiled in response. “Vivien’s the most that you have and I know you’d do the same for me.”
“Just stay close,” Emmet asked, “so that, if anything happens…”
He didn’t need to finish his sentence.
“Right,” Rosalie said when she embraced him. After the quick hug, she picked up Vivien and fled from the cave. Hunter and Jacob watched as Vivien waved.
The scent of the opposite coven grew stronger as they neared the cave. Hunter, with his stronger vision, counted only three approaching. Alicia, with the glorious black hair, was leading the other two. The small tracker, Trevor, and Curtis followed closely. Theodore and Luna were no where in sight.
“Emmett, you follow Rosalie with Vivien. Theodore and Luna aren’t with the group. You’re massive and I don’t think that Luna will give you much trouble.”
“How can you tell that those two are missing?” Emmett asked.
“I can see the others more clearly than you can,” Hunter replied.
Jacob interrupted Emmett’s protest with a loud growl. Emmett left the cave, following Rosalie and hoping to cut off Theodore and Luna. Hunter felt a pang of regret, wishing that he had more of a reason to hate Luna. Jacob plodded to Hunter’s side and nosed his cold hand that hung loosely by his side. Hunter looked down amiably at Jacob, his cynical eyes more worried than grudge barring.
“You ready?” he asked.
Jacob woofed eagerly, his large tail fwap-fwap-fwaping through the air.
“Let’s hope there’s a reason you’re man’s best friend,” Hunter joked, as he climbed quickly down the side of the cave.
Jacob snorted and leapt down to the grass beneath.
“Show off,” Hunter accused with a laugh. He laughed nervously to mask his anxiety. The two were acutely aware that they were very much alone and easy targets. They waited restlessly for the other coven to make the first move.
They didn’t have to wait for long.
Something small but vicious collided with Hunter aggressively, knocking him to the ground. Hunter recognized the smell as Trevor and struck out at him. Trevor clawed and snarled fiercely, trying to rip off Hunter’s arm. Hunter, being larger, easily took hold of Trevor’s shoulders and threw him to the ground. Trevor was up in an instant and once again attacking Hunter. Hunter felt a sharp pain in his hip as Trevor yanked on his leg. Hunter shouted profanities and wrestled with Trevor. The small boy was quick and nimble which made Hunter feel like a whale chasing down lithe fish.
Until, of course, Hunter finally heard the satisfying crunch of marble flesh ripping and solid bones separating.
Meanwhile, Jacob was enthusiastically sinking his razor sharp teeth into the fragile white skin of Curtis. Curtis shrieked in pain but continued to snap and claw at Jacob’s face. The speedy healing that benefited every werewolf was a huge advantage to Jacob as Curtis tore open Jacob’s skin. The furry hide flapped in the wind, bleeding profusely, as Jacob’s body stitched itself up. Curtis realized Jacob’s unfair advantage and was caught off-guard for a moment. His slow reaction caused him a limb.
Jacob easily shredded Curtis’s left leg. Then, while Curtis angrily swore and hobbled away, Jacob severed his right leg as well. By this time, Hunter had completely dismembered Trevor, whose head was still rolling around in agony.
“Edward’s almost here,” Hunter announced loudly. He kicked Trevor’s head far away from his body parts, out of the fear that he would reassemble himself in time.
Jacob howled. Partially in response to Hunter and partially in response to Curtis having successfully slashed a long gash down his side. Jacob backed away slightly, rumbling his anger from the wound. Curtis pulled himself closer to Jacob in spider-like motions, clawing at the grass with his hands. Hunter pounced on Curtis and sliced his left arm from his socket. Curtis screamed in torture .
“Alicia, do something!” he begged.
Alicia had been sitting serenely in the grass, picking flowers and laughing musically as Trevor was cut into pieces and now Curtis was in danger. She looked at Curtis, almost as if she didn’t recognize him. “Why would I do something silly like that?”
Hunter and Jacob shared a glance. Hunter noticed that Jacob’s gash was well on its way to healing. Curtis’s face became dismal when he realized that Alicia would be of no help to him. Mercifully, Jacob was quick to severe Curtis’s head from his body. Alicia cackled manically but stopped abruptly when Hunter and Jacob both attacked her. They were sent reeling by her mass strength and, before they could attack her again, she fled.
Alicia followed the scent of Theodore to Vivien.
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