Chapter Four

Resurrection in the Night

"Seth!"

The scream ran through the house of my very mind. Beating down the walls and shooting open the doors. The windows drawing back with restraint, holding on with their glass fingertips to the frames of the house.

"Seth!"

The scream once more bellowed through my mind with its high piercing wail and its drowning and overwhelming tone. I was stuck in its constant ring, to forever be caught its high reach for the stars of notes, before starting again at its low point. If it had legs the scream would be running hills, down then up again, down then up again.

"Seth…"

The voice had become softer, almost hollower but I recognised it at once. I turned my head to catch sight of Leah with her back turned to me but she had been the one to have spoken my name with such familiarity.

"Leah!" I said, my voice slightly lost in a chocke

I stumbled to my feet and caught flight to get to her but time seemed to have no boundaries in this world I had began to exist within. I slowly moved though I thought to be running and then within a second which wasn't exactly a second time seemed to catch up and then overflow. My feet flew towards her and I tripped, crumbling to her feet.

"Leah?" I said meekly. My hand raising up, shaking with a cautious fear.

I tug at the loose cloth of her pants like a toddler asking for attention and at once she begins to move but once more within the lost time of this world. I watched as her body turned to face me, everything of her was the Leah I knew until I saw her face. More specifically her eyes. No longer were they the brown, slightly hazel eyes I had known, the ones my father also carried no now they were black. As black as death. And as I looked closer and time began to move faster I realised her skin was not the same. No Leah's skin had become purple and blemished with little bumps and two stumps had begun to form on her head. They were raising her hair in an odd formation.

And I cried a horrible wail.

"Seth…" The voice was as low and dark as the depths of the ocean. My body began to shake as the monster I encountered came before me forming itself through the body of Leah. As the stumps continued to grow they turned into large curved horns and with a grin the Demon revealed its collection of tragic teeth. And with a gasp of a fear I flew myself back, stumbling onto my hands tears running down my face.

"Seth! What have you done?" The Demon spoke but with the voice of Leah although its tone still was heard behind it. "What have you done, Seth?" The Demon spoke pleading for an answer in desperation. Clearly needing to understand what I had done. What had I done?

"I don't know…" I manage to say, shaking my head with worry and fear.

"What have you done?" The Demon wheezes with one last plea and then turns its hands forming spreading out to reveal what I had done. I follow its body movement and hands to see what it is showing to see another horror.

The town I had lived in my whole life, the reservation, LaPush, being destroyed by utter chaos. The entire reservation was engulfed in flames. As if I was seeing outside a glass window I watched as people screamed and shout running in disorder as flames erupted all around them. Some I recognised but none I knew by name until, as if knowing, the window scene changed and there I saw my family huddled within each other, grasping for comfort as flames surrounded them in a savage barrier of no escape. I watched as my mother bled tears and my sister held her, my father holding both of them as they sob, he the outer shell. But strangely his not crying or sobbing or flailing in disorder no he only held a face of dismay. And then I realised within his eyes I saw disappointment and shame. For what though?

"Seth!" My mum wails.

My father holds her closer and my sister erupts into louder sobs while my mother seems to turn into a catatonic state, due to the saying of name. But what power could have been bestowed upon my name to cause such a reaction?

"Seth..." My father now spoke my name, but instead of saying it in a sob, he only shakes his head, as if… as if his ashamed. His eyes are dark and they are cold. My name seems like poison to his mouth.

"What have you done? Seth…"

"No!" My voice bellows the sound of pain. I shoot up, my hands clenching to a soft cushiony firmness and my eyes widening but only witnessing a glare.

I hear once more the piercing scream, but it soon becomes a hollow sound an echo almost as I slowly come to consciousness. As my eyes adjust to the light I find myself staring into the brown doe eyes of Bella Swan. In a mass amount of confusion I fall back to the couch I was lying on with a wheezy sigh.

"Seth?" Bella questions, she looks at me questioningly with worry but relief. "Thank god you've awaken" she says, holding her hands tight.

"What happened?" I ask. I find my voice dry, what started out as my full voice quickly deteriorating into a whisper at the end of the sentence.

"Jacob found you in the woods, Seth. Unconscious. We didn't know what to do so we brought you to his house" She says. I suddenly recognise the very living room of the Black's, which I had been in before. "I'll go get you some water" Bella says, she makes haste to the kitchen and I find myself sinking further into the couch. It's softness enveloping me into a warmth. A delirious warmth, which made me arguably sleepy. But a sudden opening of a door has me waking up.

"Seth!" Jacob says entering from the hallway. "You woke up"

I look at him and my heart jumps. Still now he captivates me and I can feel another warmth, something a couch could never give me, course through my veins, through my body.

"He woke up just a few minutes ago" Bella says, she hands me the glass of water and I take it gratefully, sitting up to slowly sip at it.

"Yeah I heard" Jacob replies to her. She goes to stand by him and slowly stands on her feet to give him a quick peck on the lips. He returns it as gracefully, like a couple would.

Like a couple.

What warmth from before swiftly turns to cold and l lower myself further into the couch. Should I have known? Did I not realise the way he looked at her when she entered the room? He had honestly never looked at me in a such a way. I feel my hope crumbling and with it my state of mind. I turn my face to the side hoping to hide my pain, hoping not to breakdown. But truthfully where had hope ever gotten me? I feel like a fool. I feel stupid for believing that it could be possible, hoping that it would happen. And based on what, on the mere fact that he had talked to me, that we had managed to have a normal conversation. There was no worth in that, that was just the dirt of the earth but I had been reaching for the heavens and it would only be right and truthful that I returned down to the ground where I belong, once again.

"Do you remember anything Seth?" Jacob asks me catching me from my thoughts. I can't stand to look at him at this moment but I do face him my eyes falling upon the door handle from across the room from me.

"No. All I remember is one moment walking back at home and then the next waking up here, it's like all of whatever happened has just disappeared from my mind" I speak with a monotone, my mind focusing on the door handle, not on the pain, not on the hurt, not on the truth.

"Are you sure Seth? Nothing at all?"

"No nothing" I reply.

"I want you to think really hard…"

"Jacob stop it. He just woke up, give him a chance to regain his bearings" Bella exclaims, stopping Jacob from continuing from what had started to turn into an interrogation.

Jacob huffs in reply and then walks off into the kitchen.

I turn to Bella and give her a weak smile.

"Thanks" I whisper. She nods her head and turns to go to Jacob.

I sigh. I should hate her but honestly none of this was her fault. None of this was Jacob's fault as well. When it comes down to it, I'm the one to blame for I'm the one who fantasized and created a false truth. I guess I'll just have to live with that fact. I place the glass of water on the floor and then lie once more on the couch resting my body into the cushions and closing my eyes slightly. I felt so exhausted. Although my heart was aching, I just felt so tired to really care. My head felt foggy and I couldn't honestly know what I was thinking or how I was feeling. Everything just felt lethargic.

"Seth!"

Oh, when will they let me sleep. I move my body to face the person who has come before me. Brady walks in his face distort in worry and his entire body naked except for a pair of shorts. I was too tired to question such an outfit and so just bemused myself slightly with his odd appearance.

"Brady what are you doing here?" I ask.

"I heard about what happened. Of course I'm here"

My face scrunched up in confusion.

"Wait does my family know?"

"Nah, everyone's asleep, it's the middle of the night Seth"

I take nothing from it and return to my comfort in a daze of sleep. Brady comes to sit beside me. I can feel his stare upon my face. He obviously had many questions but I neither had the answers to help him or the strength to converse.

"Brady!"

I feel the couch spring back up again as Brady's weight suddenly shoots off it. He stands awkwardly by me as Jacob walks in the room with annoyed expression.

"What are you doing here?"

"I heard about Seth. I had to come straight away" Brady replied meekly, obviously intimidated by Jacob.

"Did you think for a second that you could just leave your…is Paul still out there?"

"Yeah he is" Brady replies swiftly "Don't worry I…" He stops and I open my eyes to see him looking down at me strangely. "I covered…most of the…area" He says, oddly and disjointed as if he had to think hard about what he was going to say.

What were they talking about? Why was Jacobs acting as if he could order Brady and why was Brady going along with it? Was it my exhaustion or did that conversation just occur? What had Brady left and why was it alright that he had covered most of it? This wasn't some sport I had ever heard or game. But that just made things more muddled. With a sigh, I slowly moved myself off the couch and leaned onto its ledge for support.

"What is going on here?" I ask, my face clearly in a daze like a drunkard with my eyes both slightly closed.

Both Brady and Jacob stand frozen. Their mouths are open as if they were shocked and Brady stares at me with trepidation.

"Um…" He says, his hands clamping together in an awkward way. "Well…"

"Brady leave" Jacob states coldly.

He turns to Jacob for second to affirm what he had stated and then as if he had been assured he begins to take off to exit the house.

"Wait. No!" I lunge for Brady and grab hold of his arm. His body remains frozen though as I try to stop him from walking away but it was as if it was not possible to turn back in my direction. As if his body was stopping him from doing so.

"Brady since when did you take orders from Jacob?" I ask.

He turns his head to look at me his back still in front of him but his lips are closed tight, his eyes are wide in worry and he just nods his head as if to say there was no way he could answer.

"Seth let Brady go. He doesn't need to be here" Jacob states. His cool baritone dancing their way inside my head, grasping me with each note, nearly taking control of me before I snap out of it and realise the truth.

"If he does then I'm going as well" I say. I hurriedly put my shoes on that had been left beside the couch and then turn to Jacob. "Thanks for finding me and letting me rest here but I think it's about time I go home" I say, grabbing Brady's arm and manoeuvring him out of the Black's house with ease. We reach the edge of the property just where the property starts and I turn to him with a face of confusion but anger.

"What the hell was that?"

Brady looks at me slightly stunned, he clamps his hands together and then just looks down at his feet.

"Well? When did you start taking orders from Jacob Black" I spoke his name with such bitterness.

Brady looks up and stares at me once more, biting his bottom lip, he sighs and shrugs.

"His really not the bad and aren't you family friends with him"

"That has nothing to do with the fact that you took orders from him like a puppy" I retort.

He shrugs once more and continues to bite his lip. I knew I wouldn't get anything out of him, no explanation what so ever.

"Well…It's complicated" Brady says "Look I better get home but I'll explain it to one day, eventually" He says, I give him one last stern glare before he walks off in the opposite direction of where I have to go.

"You shouldn't be angry with Brady"

I turn around caught by the voice of Jacob. His once more only wearing a pair of shorts.

"What do you want?" I spat coldly.

He stares at me for a second than grins.

"What's so funny?" I say once more with slight anger but I can feel it waning as he continues to look at me. Why couldn't it have been us together? Why do I feel like I fall for you every time I see you, Jacob Black? I turn my face to the side, glaring off into the distance and fold my arms over my chest.

"Let me take you home. We don't want you collapsing on us again" Jacob says becoming serious again although a hint a sense of cheekiness. But whatever he was getting at it leaped seas over my head.

"No. I'll be fine" I state and turn to go.

"Seth, don't be stupid" Jacob replies he grasp to take a hold of my arm. But I had this happen to me once and it sure as hell wasn't going to happen again. I quickly fought of his hand and stride quickly away taking jumping steps.

"Get away from me! I'm fine!" My voice thins to a slight screech, it was close to the edge, close to the edge of breaking into a sob. Now I didn't have my tiredness to veil the pain, now I was completely feeling it. I continue walking for a bit before I realise Jacob didn't follow me and then I do sob. Had I really though he would? Was I slightly surprise to find that he didn't? It was stupid to be so, it was stupid to think that he would actually come after to me, he didn't love me in that way, he didn't feel for me in that way. I feel the tears cascade down my face and I pursue to cover them with my hands but I feel it's a useless battle as my whole face becomes a watery mess.

I don't what path I followed but somehow I've found myself in the forest again. I look around not recognising any familiar territories or any signs of a road or path.

"Fuck!" I hiss and fall down to my knees, cradling myself within my arms. It wasn't suppose to be like this. I was supposed to get over him. Or maybe I was just supposed to never fall for him but I did and I have and now I had no idea of how to get rid of what once had enliven me but was no starting to decay my very soul and mind.

A haunting sound of a sweet melody catches my ears like silk feels to skin.

High notes sounding like birds surge something within me, warming me from head to toe in a sense of power and capabilities. I feel my tears drying and begin to laugh hysterically. The worries and pain I had before seem to disappear with the sweet singing and I stand on my feet and gracefully turn around look for the creator or creators of such a moving sound. I can't see anyone or anything but as the sound begins to grow, the singing quickly progressing into a choir I feel my hidden heat up. I look down to them with worry they feel as if they're burning, as if they have caught on fire. I wave them around, hoping it would stop it, hoping possibly maybe the air would cool it off but my hands continue to burn and turn bright red.

"What the…" My words are lost though as all at once the heat from my hands disappear, the singing stops and a bright light, as a bright a light as I ever seen, enveloped me and everything that I could see. For a second I feel as if some surge of electricity is rushing out through my heads but before I can contemplate, the light disappears within its speed and I find myself crouching on the ground, my hands dug into the cool earth.

Where had that light come from?

There's the fourth chapter, sorry it took me longer, hope you enjoyed it and please review:)