intruder !? [open]

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Fox had just recently moved here, he was driving his car as he made his way into the area. He knew this was a new place for him to start off and he hoped he could start off with a smile on his face and being accepted. He heard there was another wolf pack around these parks and he wondered if they would accept him here, he wasn't going to start any trouble at all, he just wanted somewhere new to live, somewhere new to start off and just have a new life. He noticed everything looked different here than in London from where he had just moved from. Everything was completely different and he knew he had to change a few things around in his life and that was starting off with moving because he knew he had to start something new and bigger.

Fox knew he was a little different in a way, even though he was a werewolf, he smelled slightly different than the rest of them, he had a nicer smell, one similar to the human smell but one that had a few hints of werewolf unlike the werewolves here they smelled completely werewolf. He suppose since he was a werewolf but he was a different kind of one, he knew there was going to be differences between the werewolves here and the ones in London. He knew a lot of things were going to be different but he didn't hear him complaining as he drove into the town with a huge moving truck behind him. He knew everyone was going to look at the darn truck, it was really huge and his mazda was pretty small. He bought a big house, his parents had a lot of money, millions actually but he never used all the money but he was using it on his car business, he still had it in London and now he was going to have one in la push.

Even though he was multi-talented, he wasn't as responsible as other people were. He liked being lazy and sometimes he liked working it always depended on the day he was having. He inhaled deeply as he stopped in front of his new big home and then parked his car, he noticed the truck backing up into the driveway and unloading the back and started moving the things inside of his house. He watched as they moved things into the house and he noticed that people were staring at him he narrowed his eyes and he could hear there heart beats beating slightly fast, were they nervous about him moving into town? He didn't know but he knew they probably didn't like it one bit. Sighing he rested against his car and watched the movers unpack.

After a few hours, everything was done loading, his garage was full with a few of his cars and two motorcycles and he had everything there was in there. Back in London his father was a famous lawyer and his mother was a doctor, they both were very good at what they did and you figured they would be werewolves well they aren't, they only held the gene like a few other people had had known, but when a vampire moved next door to Fox when he was younger, that's what made everything a whole lot different and he knew he had to deal with it every single time. He hated when that vampire had moved in and but were the odds that he was a werewolf? he would have never guessed but John knew, John always knew, he was the pack leader in London, but after Fox had moved away from him and broke from the pack he was just John, no longer his alpha.

He then opened up bis garage and started to fix some of his cars, he had a few of them and he picked this house because of that huge garage that looked like an airplane hanger or something, but anyways he was fine with it, it was a huge garage that he can work in and he enjoyed it every now and then. He wondered if the werewolves were would learn to accept him being a werewolf, he wondered if they would allow for him to live here. He heard a lot of vampires came here and he wanted some action. He didn't know anything about the treaty or what not, did he even have to know? he wasn't apart of it but still if he ever had learned of it he would most likely follow what it says. He then jumped when he heard the automatic sprinklers turn on and he looked around and he could hear footsteps coming towards his house. He sighed.

“Great, an unwanted visitor.”

[WHITNEY!]

The night before, he had been off prowling about, but today was his day off. Jacob had seen it fit to take a long, refreshing walk about the reservation, as well as a short journey onto some of the residential area of La Push. Strolling by himself, he became engrossed in his thoughts as usual. His mind had been too easily lost to those reoccurring day dreams, as well as the nightmares. The shifter needed to breath in the natural air and lose himself in something other than Bella Swan.

The Res grounds never really changed and they were usually all he saw. The residential area was a different story; he had only really driven straight through the place, with out taking much into consideration about it. Walking at a steady pace, he made his way into the suburban area. To his surprise he caught scent of something, but it was not human and it was certainly not vampire. With his russet eyes, he surveyed the scenery around him. Something doesn’t feel right. Defense was not so much in his nature, but Jacob remained on alarm as he tried to look… normal.

The smell grew thicker and closer as he made headway through one of the small neighborhoods. There were barely words to describe the scent, but he tried his best to conjure any adjective for them. A moving truck caught his eye as he turned the corner; the smell grew stronger as he walked toward the particular house. Nothing seemed out of place to him; it just seemed like a normal being moving into a house in La Push. Beneath his skin, in his chest, something was not sitting right. With out any hesitation, Jacob proceeded up the driveway- toward the open garage.

The scent grew stronger and lingered in his nose now- it had a hint of familiarity settled with in it. He lulled over it for a moment, as his pace slowed. A man moved with in the garage. It clicked with in him. Sam is not going to like this…

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Fox had always wondered what other packs looked like and as his eyes looked around, he could see a boy marching this way many feet away from him. Fox was able to see and hear way better than humans can, It was a gift that he had from his wolf form that sort of lingered into his human form as well, although he didn't say anything about it, he stilled love that he could see and hear much better. At least he wouldn't lose his sense of hearing or sight. That was a pleasure to behold. He always liked that he can see and hear things better. He closed his eyes for a moment and then opened them again as he looked at the boy, he seemed younger, but not to young about around 2-3 years younger. He wondered if he was one of the wolves that he had heard about. Unlike these wolves, Fox was suppose a wolf since he was around maybe seven or eight years old when that Vampire had moved in, the only thing that had caused him to change was to actually get real upset enough to actually explode.

He knew he was a werewolf around eight or nine because that's when everything got better for him. He wore thick glasses and then magically he was able to see again, he could touch things and everything seemed so soft or rough at times, when he tasted things he can say the things inside the food, and his hearing was better, way better than before when he could hear about miles away from him. He knew he was something special when he was seven or eight, he used to think he was a superhero or something like that. It amazed him how powerful his senses had gotten to him. He was actually grateful when he first gotten them, it made everything easier for him a lot easier, it saved him from trouble a lot especially when he got in trouble with the police back in London. He remembered how fun it was ti just mess around with the cops. He then snapped back in reality and he noticed the young werewolf moving closer, Fox stepped out of his garage.

He could smell the worry from the wolf, he knew he could smell things like that as well. Every wolf from different packs had something different, he just didn't know what this wolf was different with. He knew every pack had something special with them, for them it was the sense of smell so that they were telepathic with one another and knew what the other was feeling, He didn't have the ability to read one's thoughts when they were in the pack, that's what the senses had to purpose for, to sense when another wolf was in danger or a human, even knowing what a vampire was feeling like. But he didn't have any ability to read thoughts like these wolves could, but every time he was in his wolf form, his senses would get stronger and gain different abilities within themselves. He knew that the wolf now was right in front of his garage and he looked up at him and marched out towards him. He smiled a the wolf.

“Is there anything I can help you with?

He had a rag in his shirt and he can still sense the worry coming from the wolf, he didn't know what to say to him but to actual casual and seem like nothing was wrong. He knew he was stepping on some toes here but he knew he had to give it a shot when he was trying to be kind to someone else. Although he had a temper and had more of a chance of blowing up quickly, he was trying not to and he was trying to be kind to the wolf, he honestly didn't want to start a feud with anything, he didn't want any trouble. Other wolves have thrown him out of there area, he just hope this wolf wouldn't throw him out or his pack leader would dare try to. Honestly, Fox liked it here and he liked how easily it was to find those bloodsuckers and kill them.

[WHITNEY!]

He was not sure the words to say, even to someone who seemed harmless. Jacob had gathered in the few moments he could see the being that he was not dangerous, at least not to the pack. If he had been any immediate danger to them personally, Jacob would have felt it; he would just know. Then again, his stomach still churned.

The narrow-eyed shifter halted as soon as his figure emerged from garage. Catching sight of a car as well as tools, Jacob felt a little more relieved, but the feeling still put pressure on his stomach. He ignored the smell, or at least tried to; it was another thing of which he was unsure.

Crossing his arms over his chest, Jacob nodded a greeting. “Nope,” He replied, in a tone that was neither threatening nor angry. “Just passing through. I noticed the moving truck. How did you come to live all the way out here?” He figured a normal conversation could be best at the moment, until he got a better grip of the situation.

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He stared at the wolf, taking in the whole image in his mind trying to see if he can figure anything out, the only thing he did figure out that he was slightly darker than himself and he wondered if that was something that meant a meaning. He inhaled deeply, taking in his scent just so he wouldn't forget the smell of his new countered friend, he knew all he had to do was keep tabs on everything and he knew he would have to just in case something was to go wrong. He looked at the wolf trying to be nice of course as he stared at him. What harm could the wolf do? If anything, Fox knew he was a decent fighter and he was pretty big with sharp teeth and claws, he knew he might win but he had no idea if this wolf had something much more special than he had.

“Nope, Just passing through. I noticed the moving truck. How did you come to live all the way out here?”

He smiled a little at what the wolf said, he had a good excuse for this thing. He always wanted to live in America, it was always so interesting at the most, besides that La Push Washington was a good destination to get vampires because of how cloudy it was in the area. He then looked at Jacob with a kind smile, trying to be smooth with everything of course. He wanted to get the vampires, America was a good place to live, La Push reminded him of home actually just less developed obviously. But he knew he had to give it a shot anyways, what could he lose? He looked at the wolf again to answer his question.

“Well first I had to get on a boat, go all the way around to the Panama Canal, then up to Washington. It was a long way from London.”

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He then turned his head a bit and looked down at his watch for a moment to look at the clock then up at the boy again. He then turned around, wasn't this place suppose to be filled with Vampires? Maybe he should ask the guy, he should have known something. Fox stepped a little closer just so no one else could hear in case someone wasn't suppose to hear. He knew everything had to be a secret so he knew that he would have to shut his mouth or talk to another being about it. He inhaled deeply looking around again, he noticed that everything was quite around he and he didn't understand why.

“I know your a wolf, but lets get down to something, where are all the vampires i've heard about?”[/color][/blockquote][/font]

[WHITNEY!]

He observed him with a steady eye. A grin jumped to his lips as he heard the comment. There were not many people who, indeed, traveled half way around the world just to come live in La Push, Washington. Sure, there were rumors of a large amount of activity amongst the Vampiric world, but the Quileute tribe kept their business exactly that- theirs. A tiny surge of anger ran across his heart as he cursed the vampires silently; it was they who had spread the word, right? Or perhaps any of the other wolves around Washington. This was no place for anymore... menaces.

"Heh," He chuckled briefly and then continued to listen to his interjection. It was so bold of him to blurt something so serious outloud. Then again, Jacob could honestly care less. He was now here to enforce the treaty. "You don't need to worry about them."

The shifter stood his ground, but tried to soften his tone and facial expression enough to not offend the newcomer. "They are not allowed on our land."

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Fox laughed at him and leaned back a bit away from the boy, they weren't allowed on his land? What was this? A joke? He couldn't believe it, they had compromised with vampires? Was the boy serious? Fox didn't believe it at all. He then just shook his head and eventually just stopped laughing in general when he realized the boy was serious about this little agreement they had with the vampires. It made him frown. This wasn't any fun and he had been dying to catch some vampires and kill them. He then closed his eyes for a second then open them as he looked at Jacob. He wasn't kidding around.

“ That isn't right... I mean we were made to kill them! ”

He was sometimes to honest with his thoughts, but he blurred it out trying to get his point straight. He closed up his hands, not in anger, but in defeat, the treaty stated them, not him. Why would he have to follow it? He wouldn't have understand that if he wasn't mentioned, he was a different kind of wolf. He then closed his eyes again and he inhaled deeply, he could smell some vampires, some miles away, but they weren't vampires that killed humans, he didn't smell the human scent on them, it smelled like animals. He then opened his eyes, understanding.

“You made a deal with vampires that don't kill humans? What if one of them has a frenzy and actually kills someone? ”

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He wouldn't want to clean up a mess if someone had actually killed something and he knew he had to do something right if a vampire dared tried to kill a human being. He hated vampires almost all and every single one. Vampires hated Werewolves from London and they tried everything to kill them even in there human forms all the way centuries ago, that's why his decedents learned how to bring some of the wolf in there human form, that's why Fox was able to smell and see things so clearly, he was even just as strong as he was in his wolf form.

He then looked in his garage and noticed all his cars inside and then sighed frustrated a bit. He really did wanted to kill some vampires but he didn't want to kill them if it wasn't by these pack rules. He then looked at Jacob and moved his hands in his pockets, his brown eyes on the boy as he looked at him and gave him a small nod. He had to respect them even if he didn't want to respect the rules with the vampires he had made with. He then looked at Jacob and then to his garage again, wouldn't be a crime to invite him in right? He then started walking to his garage.

“ Come on kid, come into the garage and explain this to me a little more.”

Fox moved into the garage, it was a pretty cool place, all his cars were lined up and his too motorcycles were in the corner, he had a sofa, a old coke machine, a huge desk with all his tools, old pictures on the wall with cars and signs even too. It looked like the kind of famous garage you saw on T.v with all those cool things. He didn't say anything as he walked inside and then looked towards Jacob, then opened the door to the coke machine and got a coke and handed it to Jacob then sat down on the couch. The couch was pretty big and long enough space for the two of them.

“ I'm guessing you already can tell I'm a wolf like you but I don't really smell like you. I just have a hint of that wolf smell, every pack has there own smell so they could probably identify one or the other more easily. When you travel and see different wolf packs all around the world, you'll see that.”[/b][/font][/blockquote]

[WHITNEY!]

His laughter floated between the layers of thick Washington air and into his ears. Jacob felt as though he was mocking him, and knew he would not understand. He could explain it one-thousand times and there would still be questions to be asked; those questions were appropriate too, of course, and Jacob did not have the calm disposition, much less the full ability to control his temper. He would cope with his, his imperfections, long enough to get the point through the young man’s head as best he could.

Nodding his head in silent agreement, his thoughts wandered. They were meant to kill them, and there was no real reason to keep the vampires such as the Cullens here in his opinion. They were not bothering anyone, honestly, but his personal feelings jumped once more into the situation and attempted to sway his temper. “It does not matter if it is right or wrong,” He breathed, shifting his weight to his other foot. As much as he did not enjoy the Cullens, his ancestors had made that pact- that dreadful treaty with them. It pained him to continue speaking. If they had run them off, then Bella might be his… “My ancestors made that treaty, and we all intend to honor it, no matter how much we are displeased with it.”

In this situation, even speaking with the young man could not give Jacob Black enough details about it. Questions that seemed juvenile and stereotypical of a usual meeting between folk did not fit the situation and he would not attempt to force them into verbal conversation either. Explaining this treaty is the most important thing right now. His eyes stayed glued to the man, anticipating his every move.

“If they so chose to dishonor that treaty,” A smirk crawled onto his face; there was just something about ripping Edward Cullen apart that made him sickly happy. “Then my pack will take care of them. If they kill even one human, by mistake or not, the treaty will be broken and they will not survive.” The Pack was stronger than they were, and more powerful. No amount of convincing could sway Jacob’s thoughts; his loyalty would always remain within his brethren and their natural spirits.

When the announced wolf moved, Jacob moved with him. With a still murky, loose grasp on him, the shifter nodded in agreement to follow him into the garage. Then again it was hard for Jacob William Black to resist anything involving a vehicle. No, those thoughts did not need to interfere right now. Shaking them from his head, they breached the shade of the inside. His darks eyes watched him, as he moved to get a drink, as he moved to hand it to him, and as he sat down on the couch. Feeling no need to sit down and grow comfortable with him, he continued to stand up straight with the can of soda idly sitting his hand beside of him.

“It’s a little hard for me not to notice the difference,” He confused, and of course it would be difficult. Growing up on the Reservation with the same smells for sixteen years tends to work to his advantage when something different comes to town. “And I’m sorry, but I do know that every pack is unique. And I have no desire to travel around the world. I am bound to this earth.”

It was true enough, and it would take Jacob to realize that somewhere in his heart he the ability and strength to leave this place and moved on if he so chose. At this moment, It was an unspeakable, unthinkable idea to play around with.

“Why are you here?” Another questions breached his lips. “If it’s just to kill vampires, then you’re in the wrong place.”

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Fox never had a good history, he wasn't as responsible as everyone thought he was, he always took his time doing things just to get stuff right except for when he was in his wolf form, he didn't know why but killing a vampire was one of the most simplest things like writing his name down on a piece of paper. It was a piece of cake. Too easy for him to do, it was easier than running his own business. He inhaled deeply and just relaxed as he closed his eyes, he could hear his heartbeat in his ears just listening to it made me feel much better, that was the only thing that seemed to relax him at times and it was an odd feeling, but it always had. It was his own heart that made me relax at times although you would expect it to be something else it wasn't. Any heartbeat would slow him down and help him relax, it was always a gift, to find something to relax him and he was glad he could use that so he could stop exploding with anger. He hated he exploded more easily, with his pack, any strong anger and you would just explode, more easily than the wolves here in La Push.

Fox also had another thing coming, he then looked at Jacob once again and he wondered what did the wolf had that made him seem like he was better than himself? He didn't know, but the wolf wasn't as on edge as the members of his own pack, he seemed more calm and collected, a lot of his friends were always edgy to say the least, there was a lot of vampires in London and it was a lot harder to find a spot to kill them but they had found ways, at least here there was a lot of forest and a huge place to find a spot to kill the vampires and light them up. He knew London had a lot of vampires and he had except some vampires to be here, which he had heard right but not the kind of vampires that he himself was hoping to get his hands on. He knew there was two different kind of vampires in this world, one that still had some piece of there humanity and the other was completely a monster like himself. He knew there was most monsters than the ones with a little humanity still attached to the world trying to live with humans instead of killing them and those were harder vampires to spot and he had only encountered one in Canada.

He listened when Jacob spoke about the treaty, his eyes lowered to the ground as he listened, his full attention with Jacob as he spoke. He didn't want to believe there was a treaty but it seemed as though he wasn't kidding around or anything. He seemed very serious about the whole thing and he could feel his emotion when he spoke, he could sense the anger and he wondered if he hated those vampires, so it wasn't a treaty that depended that they were friends, it depended on just coexisting with one another in peace. Then he felt his emotion change, happy and he noticed the smirk on Jacob's face, he knew now that this was certain, he wasn't lying and his emotion could not be hidden that he really did seem to wish that the treaty was broken. Fox pressed his lips together then nodded in agreement, if they had broken the treaty, he would have been on there butts in the moment they had broke the treaty, it would have been fair to kill them right?

Fox didn't say anything as the boy spoke about the other packs around the world and he merely stood up and walked over to his car and leaned against it, unsure of the boy right now, his eyes on him, danger speaking in them as he stared at the boy, he knew he had to be careful and he was reading every emotion just in case something was going to lunge at him he would expect it. Luckily, he had the power to turn off the reading of emotions on or off but he chose to leave them on because he knew he should leave them on just so he can watch his back all the time. He knew he had to be careful especially with this boy around, he didn't exactly feel comfortable and he had a feeling himself the boy couldn't read his emotions that he had another different way to communicate with the wolves in his pack. Fox used to use his senses to communicate with them but after her left his pack, his communication skills were no longer with the pack, they were with anyone around him that was in danger or when he wanted to see something he could see it. It came in handy when he wanted to check on someone, he could see things he can just close his eyes and he could see what that person was doing. It was a good way to see what someone was doing right now. Then when he heard the boy's question he looked up.

“I've got my reasons. One, would be vampires. Two, would be the expansion of my business. Three, new place new people. Four, I need somewhere to live and I've tried many places but a lot of packs felt like I was a threat. And finally Five, I need to find my imprint. Its important to me, my old pack found it very important to have there mate, all of them had one except me. With our pack it isn't that rare but they are never easy to find, a lot of my pack members had to travel to find their mate.”