A/N:
After u readd this u need 2 add a comit and i will thank u.tell me wat u think and if u r sad it is almost over...if u r then do u want to beg i MIGHT make a bonuz chapter after its all over...would u like dat?
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Rosalie’s P.O.V:
I smelt the ground that stood beneath my feet. It smelled Victoria. She challenged us to a fight-we get our army she gets hers. Of course she wasn’t fighting. She had her little Riley and Bree-who was a scared as a pissing dog about to get smacked by the furious owner. I stalked over to Jasper and let out all my instincts. He was training us to fight the newborns. Jasper was a fighter himself. Intimidated by a woman named Maria. She pretended to love him. He fought-he trained-he killed-he was a newborn fighter. I had heard this story-always loved the end. Alice and Jasper end and fell and love and joined our family.
I took Bella’s hand to the outing and sat her on top of the jeep. The wolves strutted out of the forest and into the clearing. Bella glanced over at the wolves and said to Jacob, “Be careful.” He nodded and rubbed his fur against her pale white and pasty skin. Jacob went into the woods after Edward told Bella what he was thinking as Jacob went back into the woods and took out of his wolf form and had black shorts and no shirt-as always. He picked Bella up and ran out the forest. I glanced at Edward, “You still love me?” He smiled his Bella smile (crooked as it is her fave), “Of course.” He hugged me and waved good-bye going out to the forest. I walked over to Emmett and took a deep breath. Our third lesson was about to begin. “Alright-family! The newborns are VERY powerful. Do NOT underestimate them. They will grab you from behind and you will be dead like,” he snapped. “That.” We all nodded. Jasper curled his finger toward Carlisle, “Carlisle.” As they fought and tore at each others shirts and clothes Carlisle twisted his arm, while Jasper pulled back and flipped himself back. For surprise attack Esme grabbed him as he flipped in the air. The opposing team members all joined in force against Jasper-even Alice. I tore at him like Carlisle had and flipped him as he fell on the floor. Keeping a strait face, Jasper pulled at him blue sweatshirt and clawed. Emmett got over-protective so he pulled me back and crushed Jasper to the ground. Jasper grinned and jumped up and blew the whistle he held under his blue sweatshirt. “Very good-you are coming along-now we will try with the wolves as soon as Jacob comes back from Bella…remember as we train they are not your friends…as we fight they are our family.” We nodded and chilled as we waited for Jacob and the pack to come back. It felt like a family picnic (without most of the family) and it felt sort of nice.
Bella’s P.O.V:
As Jacob held me close to his warm body with my hat and my green sweatshirt I was starting to get hot. Finally I couldn’t stand it anymore. “JACOB!” I yelled. He looked at me confused, “I’m having a heat stroke!” He put me down, “You okay?” I was now gasping. “Not…Really.” He held my hand tenderly and let go and suddenly a giant wolf stood before me. “What are you doing?” I asked him. He shrugged and his back wiggled it. “What are you saying?” He turned back into human and picked up his shorts and held them in front of his buddy. “Get on my back instead.” I cringed, “No, Jake-carry me again. I’m okay now.” He nodded and picked me up again. “Good.” He put his shorts on then. When we finally got to Edward he let me down and I ran over to Edward. He smiled and held out open arms. We hugged for a couple seconds then I looked over at Jacob again. “You better go, Jake.” I said. “Before the storm comes.” “No,” he insisted. “What do you mean no, Jake?” “I mean I am going to be staying here…I’m not leaving.” He said. I smiled, “You’re not going to fight?” He nodded. “No.”
THREE HOURS LATER...:
It was really cold. Just like Edward had predicted with Alice-their was a snow storm. Edward was huddled in a corner-while I lay inside a force-field sleeping bag. I was wearing the parka Jacob had given me, my sweatshirt, my coat, my hat, my ski mask (well, it was Edward’s), my sweatpants, my snow pants, my orange glove, a green blanket lay across my arms, their was a 5 patch worked quilts lay across the sleeping bag and I was STILL shivering and cold as hell. Edward was crying tearlessly across from me, “What can I do?” Just then Jacob un-zipped the tent front and crawled inside and looked at me a gleam in his eye. Edward’s nostrils flared and he looked at Jacob, “Aww, hell no.” Jacob glared at Edward, “She might need her toes someday, bronzey.” “Huh?”