New Moon - Part 2 - rewritten from Jacob's perspective

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Chapter 11: Fight

Bella was super-glued to my side as we waited for the others to emerge from the trees. Even though she said she was fine, I could feel her quivering slightly in fear as she burrowed herself next to me. I would be lying if I didn’t admit that I was slightly scared myself. I didn’t know exactly how the pack was going to react to the news that Bella now knew everything. And I was worried about what Sam might order me to do.

They emerged one by one, striding out from the trees, Sam first, flanked by Jared and Paul, with Embry last. The image of them was striking. They looked so similar – in the way they dressed – and yet, they were so different in how they carried themselves. They stopped about 20 feet away from us, wanting to keep a safe distance from Bella, just in case.

I knew I could count on Embry. He was tense, but only because the others were. He gave me a half-smile and a quick nod towards Bella. Sam was understandably tense and angry too, but he hid it well, his face a blank emotionless mask. Paul on the other hand was the opposite of calm and emotionless. He was practically quivering with anger. Jared had his arm on his shoulder, telling him to calm down, but it didn’t seem to be working.

"What have you done, Jacob?" Paul shouted as he broke away from Jared’s grasp and thrust past Sam. "Why can't you just follow the rules, Jacob? What the hell are you thinking? Is she more important than everything–than the whole tribe? Than the people getting killed?"

"She can help," I said quietly and calmly, but I pushed Bella behind me just in case.

"Help!" Paul yelled. He was dangerously out of control and he shook off Jared’s attempts to calm him down. "Oh, that's likely! I'm sure the leech-lover is just dying to help us out!"

"Don't talk about her like that!" I shouted, stung by what he had called Bella.

Paul began to shake, his shoulders twitching and I could see his shape begin to blur. He shook his head back and forth trying to calm himself down. Jared muttered something to him but Paul ignored him as he shifted his glare back at me. I put out my hand to push Bella safely behind me again. That little action seemed to put Paul over the edge.

"Right, protect her!" Paul roared suddenly. And then, there was no turning back.

“Paul!” Sam and I shouted together, but it was too late.

Paul’s body convulsed heavily and then suddenly, he threw his head back and a fierce growl erupted from his clenched teeth. I pushed Bella backwards before turning to charge towards Paul to try to stop him. But before I had even made a move, he ripped out of his skin and exploded into wolf form.

I ran as fast as I could towards Paul, praying that Bella had the sense to run the other way. I concentrated heavily on manipulating the red haze coursing within me as I took off in the air. I phased mid-jump and landed on all four legs, snapping and snarling right in Paul’s face.

“Jacob!” I heard Bella scream, but I didn’t turn my head as I focused on taking down Paul. I didn’t know how pissed he was. I didn’t think he would seriously do anything to harm Bella, but I wasn’t taking any chances. I figured he was just itching for a fight and I was happy to give him one.

We circled each other once before Paul attacked first, leaping at me with his gigantic paw out to swipe my head. I evaded his paw just in time and met him head-on, aiming for his jugular. If he was going to fight dirty, so was I. I missed, but managed to draw some blood. He roared in anger and attacked again. We caught each other mid-stride and tumbled to the ground as we fought for supremacy. My goal was to keep us as far away from Bella as possible. Paul’s goal was to teach me a lesson. And he was succeeding.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Embry maneuvering Bella into the truck and driving away. Now that she was safe, I could concentrate. I roared as I threw Paul off of me, throwing him ten feet into the air towards the trees. I pounded on him before he could react and my killer instinct took over, as I started pummeling him relentlessly. Paul was putting up a good fight when suddenly, I felt someone pulling me off Paul. I turned to attack, but realized it was Sam and calmed down instantly.

Knock it off you two!” The Alpha timbre in his voice was unmistakable. We both huffed loudly, but we were secretly thrilled. Neither of us wanted to seriously hurt each other, but pride wouldn’t let us give up. We both plopped down on the ground, breathing heavily, exhausted by the morning’s drama.

Sam didn’t move as he kept an eye on the two of us. Finally, when my breath returned to normal, I got up and went over to Paul, who was still plopped on the ground. The cut on his neck was already healed. The only sign that he had been hurt was some dried red flakes of blood sticking to his fur.

“Sorry, man.” I shrugged my shoulders. “Didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“Just a scratch,” he scoffed. “I would have gotten you back if Sam hadn’t saved your sorry ass.”

I rolled my eyes but let it go. “So are we good?”

“Yeah, we’re good. Whatever. I guess it’s good that she knows now. Listening to you mope about her was getting old.”

“Thanks, Paul,” I responded sarcastically.


“Alright, you two. That’s enough. Let’s head to Emily’s. I’m starving.”

“I’m game!” Paul jumped off his feet and took off in a dead run. “Eat my dirt, Black!”

I shook my head in disbelief. The guy was unbelievable. And yet, despite it all, you had to kinda like him. Sam’s chuckle rumbled in my head. He knew exactly what I was talking about.

We pulled up to Emily’s house a few minutes later. It was a neat blue cottage tucked into the edges of the forest, just off the main road into town. The whole house felt girly to me. From the heart cutouts in window shutters to the tulips growing haphazardly in the garden to the white wicker patio furniture out on the porch. It was hard to believe that Sam – macho-tough-guy-Sam – actually lived and spent most of his time here among the frilly lace and ruffles. But I wasn’t stupid enough to mention it to him.

We phased back and threw on clothes in the cover of the trees. As we headed up the path to the door, we could see Embry and Jared kicking back at the breakfast table while Emily was setting the table. Paul punched me lightly on the shoulder with a smile, so I went for a kidney jab in return. We laughed and he patted me on the back before he ducked in.

Bella was standing just at the entrance of the breakfast nook with a half-eaten muffin in hand. She was watching all of this with curiosity and amusement, but there was no longer a trace of fear in her eyes. Paul winked as he walked past her and shrugged his apologies. She broke out in an amused smile and nodded her head, before turning her glance to me.

“Hey Bells,” I said cheerfully as I sauntered over to the table. I grabbed two blueberry muffins. Muffins went quickly around here so I had to get in now. I debated getting some eggs too, but realized that I didn’t have extra hands. I went and stood next to Bella. “Sorry about before. How are you holding up?"

"Don't worry, I'm okay. Good muffins,” she picked hers up and started nibbling again. She seemed to relax now that I was there.

"Oh, man!" Jared wailed, interrupting us.

I looked up, and he and Embry were examining a fading pink line on Paul's neck. Embry was grinning. "Fifteen dollars," he crowed.

"Did you do that?" Bella whispered to me, her eyes worried.

"I barely touched him,” I scoffed. “He'll be perfect by sundown."

"By sundown?" she said in amazement as she looked back at Paul.

"Wolf thing," I said a grin.

Bella’s eyes bugged out slightly as she processed that.

“You okay?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Are you okay?” she asked pointedly as she started examining me for half-healed wounds.

"Not a scratch on me,” I said smugly and she laughed.

"Hey, guys," Sam interrupted loudly. Emily was at the stove, flipping pancakes, but Sam still had one hand touching the small of her back, an unconscious gesture. "Jacob has information for us."

"I know what the redhead wants." I said confidently. "That's what I was trying to tell you before." I kicked the leg of Paul’s chair as I said that, but he just rolled his eyes at me and continued shoveling eggs into his mouth.

"And?" Jared asked.

"She is trying to avenge her mate–only it wasn't the black-haired leech we killed. The Cullens got her mate last year, and she's after Bella now.” I couldn’t help but shiver as I said that.

Jared, Embry, and Paul stared at me with confusion in her eyes.

"She's just a girl," Embry protested.

"I didn't say it made sense. But that's why the bloodsucker's been trying to get past us. She's been heading for Forks."

They continued to stare at me, mouths still hanging open, for a long moment.

"Excellent," Jared finally said, a smile beginning to pull up the corners of his mouth. "We've got bait."

I yanked the can opener off the counter and launched it at Jared’s head. It was a good thing he had wolf reflexes because otherwise, it would have taken off part of his face. "Bella is not bait,” I ground out, my eyes angry, as I stared him down.

"You know what I mean," Jared said, unabashed.

"So we'll be changing our patterns," Sam said, ignoring our squabble. "We'll try leaving a few holes, and see if she falls for it. We'll have to split up, and I don't like that. But if she's really after Bella, she probably won't try to take advantage of our divided numbers."

"Quil's got to be close to joining us," Embry murmured. "Then we'll be able to split evenly."

Everyone looked down. Nobody wanted to think about that. As nice as it would be to have more help, we didn’t want anyone else have to suffer this fate.

"Well, we won't count on that," Sam said in a low voice and then continued at his regular volume. "Paul, Jared, and Embry will take the outer perimeter, and Jacob and I will take the inner. We'll collapse in when we've got her trapped." Sam looked at Bella then. "Jacob thinks it would be best if you spent as much time as possible here in La Push. She won't know where to find you so easily, just in case."

"What about Charlie?" Bella asked.

"March Madness is still going on," I said. "I think Billy and Harry can manage to keep Charlie down here when he's not at work."

"Wait," Sam said, holding one hand up. His glance flickered to Emily’s scar and then back to Bella. I ducked my head guiltily. I knew what he was about to say. "That's what Jacob thinks is best, but you need to decide for yourself. You should weigh the risks of both options very seriously. You saw this morning how easily things can get dangerous here, how quickly they get out of hand. If you choose to stay with us, I can't make any guarantees about your safety."

"I won't hurt her," I mumbled, still looking at my feet.

Sam ignored me. "If there was somewhere else you felt safe…"

Bella bit her lip as she whispered, "I don't want to lead Victoria anywhere else.”

Sam nodded. "That's true. It's better to have her here, where we can end this."

Bella flinched as Sam said this. I reached out to take her hand and squeezed it. "You'll be careful, right?" she asked, looking at me with fear in her eyes.

The boys burst into loud hoots of amusement.

"Food's ready," Emily announced then and broke up the tension. We all hurried to the table and started grabbing away. We knew better than to waste precious time if we wanted to get any food with five ravenous wolves at the table. I barely remembered to make a plate for Bella.

After breakfast, we went back to my house and hung out there most of the day. Charlie came by after work with pizza and we watched TV to pass the time. I could feel Charlie’s eyes on me, taking in the new haircut, the tattoo, and the clothes, but I evaded his questions.

That night, I walked Bella to her truck as Charlie and Billy said their goodbyes. I lingered by the window as we waited for Charlie to settle in.

"Don't be afraid tonight," I said softly, so Charlie couldn’t hear. "We'll be out there, watching."

"I won't worry about myself," she promised but her face was clearly worried.

"You're silly. Hunting vampires is fun. It's the best part of this whole mess."

She shook her head at me. "If I'm silly, then you're dangerously unbalanced."

I chuckled. "Get some rest, Bella, honey. You look exhausted."

"I'll try."

Charlie honked his horn impatiently, so I backed away from the truck.

"See you tomorrow," I said. "Come down first thing."

"I will,” she promised, not taking her eyes off of me as they pulled away from the house and headed back to Forks.

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