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"Are you sure this would work?"
"It should, but just in case can you give me more power?"
"Here channel mine. It should be enough, but if not we can ask the others to donate. But magic powered by a willing vampire should be enough."
"I don't know are you sure this is wise aunt Alice?"
"Yes Ness, I'm sure, he won't even feel a thing but this is our only shot."
I groaned as I woke up fully and managed to open my eyes. Great I had blacked out for a bit.
Standing there was Alice and my imprint, Renesmee, along with everyone that was still alive.
It has been a hard last few years. The Volturi had taken almost everything. They killed most of my family. Of the pack, only Leah, Embry and Sam were alive. The Cullens had also very deep losses. We already lost Jasper, and Rosalie, and Charlisle and lastly Bella.
No matter how I was raised I think of them as part of my family. Part of my pack. And I wanted to make sure they were protected, so I asked Alice if she knew of a way to reserve it. To make sure that none of this would happen again. And so the idea of a time-travel spell came up.
She had found someone, a witch who knew something was wrong, and so they struck a deal, the witch's help for some of Alice's foresight.
And so the spell was created. With Alice's blood. Because how better to beat time than with someone who sees the future?
"Jacob are you absolutely sure about this?" Asked Emmett, right in the middle of the ritual. I knew by the worried look on his face that he knew I blacked out but I knew what I needed to do.
"Yes I'm sure, if we don't do this all could be lost, and I refuse to loose more people." I said, pain written all over my face. It was true, I needed to succeed.
"Very well, but remember Jake, no matter what we all love you like a brother, and I would hate to loose you. Even if I won't be able to remember." Alice said with tears in her eyes.
I just looked at all of them, even Leah was trying to keep from crying, with my last strength I reached for Ness and took her hand and whispered "No matter what, know that I will always love you."
And with that everything went black.
When Jacob woke up, he almost screamed. Everything hurt so bad.
His head was spinning, his muscles felt like they were trying to rip themselves apart. He grit his teeth and tried to stand.
Big mistake, as soon as he left the support of his bead he collapsed.
So Jacob tried very hard to breathe through his nose, and ignore the pain. But it was very hard.
Alice never mentioned it would be this bad. Thought the shifter a bit bitterly. But truth to be told he expected it. After all you don't just go back in time and not face the consequences.
When he felt like he wasn't dying anymore he stood up and went to the bathroom.
He was in his dad's house, in his own room, thankfully, so he didn't have any observant eyes.
When he got to the bathroom to look at his reflection, he was shocked.
His hair was long, his body though muscled were nothing like his body after he became a shifter, not to mention he was not as tall as he had been.
Shit, he was looking at his fourteen year old self. That means he didn't shift untill roughly two years later. But it shouldn't be like this! He was supposed to come back before the Volturi, so that he could warn Bella and Edward. Not like this! In his pathetic un-shifted self!
This was gonna complicated things. Not to mention his plans. Because what he felt earlier was not just effects of time-travel, but of his body preparing itself to shift for the first time. Fuck!
"Hey Jake! Everything alright in there?"
Great, just what he needed in the middle of a crisis. His dad questioning him.
"I'm fine dad! Just not feeling well at the moment, I think I ate something I shouldn't have." He yelled back from the bathroom.
"Okey if you're sure. But breakfast is ready so come down. And don't forget to do your homework. You have classes tomorrow." With that Billy rolled back to the living room.
"Oh and Jacob! I will go fishing with Charlie today, there is food in the fridge, so just throw it in the microwave." Just as he was finished saying that there was a loud honk of Charlie's car, as he stepped out to help Billy.
"Hey Bill, how's Jacob?" Asked Charlie, not seeing the teen.
"Oh he just has a stomach ache. Nothing serious, but best if you don't catch it." Billy replied easily.
"Oh poor boy. I hope he gets better. Should we get going?" Charlie already had fishing gear at his car. And as Billy nodded, he helped him get in from the wheelchair, and they were off.
Jacob sighed as he heard them leave. He decided that he needed to get himself together.
When he looked at his phone, he saw that there were about a dozen texts from Quil and Embry. His two best friends.
He decided that he needed to see them. Now. Even though he probably would have a hard time not crying, just from seeing them well and alive.
The war nowhere in sight, just three happy troublemaking teenagers.
And without any kind of thought process he called Quil. He picked it up and heard it rang. What are you doing?!! It rang two times, then three. Mission abort mission abort!!
"Hey Jake! We were just wondering if you would like to hand out today with me and Embry." said Quil in an enthusiastic voice.
Jacob felt his breath be stolen away at the sound of a voice he missed so damn much. And hearing it again, he didn't know if he would cry, have a breakdown or a panic attack.
"-Jake you there?" Jacob snapped out of it. "Yes, sorry Quil, I'm just a bit under the weather. But I would love to go and hang out with you guys."
"Great, meet us at Jose's." And with that Quil hung up.
Jacob just sat there, processing for a few minutes. Quil was alive, Quil was alive! If it was not the best thing to hear right now. And even better! He gets to go and see it with his own eyes!
With that Jacob went and got himself presentable. Hopped on his bike and went to the diner that they agreed to meet in.
The moment they saw him, they rushed up to meet him with hugs and fistbumps.
And so they spent the day chatting laughing, being normal boys, and Jacob was beyond the moon with happiness.
"-And she then slapped Quil so hard I was sure she broke his nose," laughed Embry. Quil's face settled into a pout. "She did not need to hit that hard! A simple no would have got the point across."
"Yeah sure, because her clearly being uncomfortable didn't? Quil you have the worst sense I have ever seen when it comes to telling when someone is just not interested." said Jacob, still laughing.
But soon the afternoon started rolling in. "Aw man I really should go home if I don't do Mrs. Suss' assignment again I'm gonna get detention." whined Quil. I silently agreed with him, Mrs. Suss was not a woman you messed with. You just didn't.
"Yeah I should get going too, my dad will be home in a few hours, he had gone fishing with Charlie." They both nodded at that. After all Billy had a habit of not taking his medications unless Jacob forced him into it, so it made sense for him to want to get home.
"Very well, it was fun guys but I too need to get home, or my mom will be mad If I'm not home for dinner so I should probably go too." Embry said. We both knew he did his assignments, he was the most studious out of the three of us, even though Jacob knew all that already.
So we said goodbye, and went home.
As Jacob was heading home he felt a sudden shift, like his muscles were trying to expand. Shit! It's happening now!
Luckily he was already at his house. He quickly got off the bike, and ran into the woods.
Then it started again, and he let out a cry, it hurt. And it hurt even more than last time. He was sure, he would remember it being this bad.
Then he felt it, his bones extended, and he dropped onto all fours.
But then something strange started happening. It looked like fire, all around him. Covering his body.
He turned around, and sure enough there were flames dancing across his fur. And even some of it lengthening his tail. And the slight smoke rising from his body was beyond weird.
He ran to the nearest lake, and what he saw was beyond anything he had ever seen before. His whole body was covered in a fire that seemed to have a life of it's own. This definitely didn't happen last time. Thought the wolf, and just when he thought it couldn't get stranger, it did.
"Well hello brother, I see we can finally meet properly, not like what we did last time." Rang the voice inside his head. Great just great, he was losing it. "I can assure you, you are not losing it, I am the part of you that's the wolf, I have always been here I just could not communicate with you." Replied the wolf to his thoughts.
But how? Shifters can't do this, I would know, I spent the last few years searching for a way out through tribal legends, I would have known if it was possible. Jacob thought back, as the impossibility of it all hit him. "Most don't, they never get this type of connection nowadays, but the first shifters could, after all they were descendants of werewolves. And while you all may have forgotten but magic remembers."
Werewolves? But I'm not one of the Children of the Moon, even if I was that still doesn't explain the fire. The wolf just chuckled, clearly amused. "True, but like I said, magic always remembers, as for the fire, that's because of the fact that since our connection is this strong you can manipulate the heat, and with great heat and oxygen, well we can make fire. It is the reason you are so hot, why every shifter is. They could do it too, but they have forgotten that."
Jacob thought for a bit, milling it over, wait does that mean that I can actually use it to burn vampires? That would be great, actually, but it would also raise a lot of eyebrows, even from the other wolves and the Cullens... Especially the pack and Cullens.
"Yes once you have control over it you can use it in battle, but fair warning. You can't get the flame to spread more than 1.5 meters from your body at max. And even that would be difficult to hold."
But... Why? Why this, why now? He didn't want to be some, some flaming shifter, that's more alike to a damned hellhound than anything. Heh damned hellhound, nice one Jacob, thought the adult turned teen with a dry humor.
"I understand your reservation, but this is your best shot at changing what happened, and you will need me for that, you need to embrace all, that you are. Otherwise it won't work."
Jacob thought for a bit and then sighed, remembering why he was doing this. He needed to save his loved ones. Reality, and his sanity be damned. Alright, just don't expect me to go easy on you for this. Warned Jacob, I can be a downright stubborn mutt, as everybody liked to say.
The damn wolf just chuckled."Alright, oh damned one, I wouldn't expect any different from my human half."
With that Jacob turned back to his human form, and noticed that it was starting to get dark. Shit, better get going before dad gets home, and sees me like this. "That might be a good idea." Jacob paused. Wait you can talk to me like this? "Of course! I'm you, you idiot, why wouldn't we be able to talk if it's your form we wear?" Never mind just shut up please, need to get home before dad does.
About ten minutes later Jacob got home. Luckily his dad was nowhere to be seen yet. And so it didn't take long for him to put his bike in the garage, and then to go inside the house, and get himself a new shirt, as he had ripped his while shifting.
Just then he heard the sound of Charlie's car pulling up. He rushed out of his room, and went to help Charlie with his dad's wheelchair.
When Charlie saw him, he smiled. "Hello Jacob! I heard you were sick, are you better now?"
Jacob answered politely, "Good evening Charlie, and yes I'm better. I think it was just a stomach bug."
"That's great to hear son. Did you find the food I left in the fridge?"
Jacob mentally cringed, he had forgotten about that. "No dad, I went out with Quil and Embry, I didn't expect to get home this late and didn't have time to eat." As he said that his dad started rolling in after saying goodbye to Charlie.
"And dad did you take your meds?"
Billy just looked at his son annoyed. "Remind me Jake, which one of us is the parent here?"
Jacob rolled his eyes, "Don't roll your eyes at me young man!"
"Dad maybe if you took them on your own, then I wouldn't have to worry about it for you." Jacob said in an irritated voice, when he felt the temperature climbing a bit, and by the look on his dad's face he noticed too but didn't say anything.
"Well you are not my nursemaid, but since you apparently will worry yourself about your old man, give it here I will take it." said Billy, and Jacob immediately went and got his dad's meds. And handed it to him with a bottle of water.
"Thanks son." He said gruffly, his son just nodded.
"I want to get to bed dad. After all it's school tomorrow, and I don't want to miss just because I stayed up too late." And with that Jacob headed to his room.
Then he headed to the shower. He should also cut his hair. He knew why it was necessary, but he didn't want to cut it so short as last time.
Maybe a bit longer would be sufficient. "Yes, that's a good idea, if you keep you hair too long, your fur will be impossible to deal with. Not to mention the fire controll." Gee thanks for the helpful comment. Added Jacob with sarcasm. "Happy to help!" Was said back just as sarcastically, no wonder they were the same person. Jacob Sarcasm Black.
Both he and the wolf chuckled at that.
And as Jacob cut his hair to the desired length, he was thinking about all that needed to be done. He honestly needed to make a list. He was seriously starting to loose track of it all.
Because the Cullens have already arrived at Forks, and 7 months later Bella would come home.
But untill then there needed to be a lot of planning. And he surely should learn how to controll his wolf side, and not to mention the fire. And he needed to keep an eye on Embry and Quil, so he could help them. Because as of now only Sam had shifted. And soon Paul will join him, but that was a problem for a later time.
Now he just needed to get himself in order.
And as he looked at the new cut in the mirror he thought, Yes, come at be bloodsuckers and I'll show you what happens when you mess with me or mine. He could feel the wolf growling in agreement.
And with that he got out of the bathroom and went to sleep. There was a war to be won after all. And he would make sure his side would win this time.