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Summary: Re-Post and revisions of Bound. Faith in Forks. For Faith fans and open-minded twilighters!

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Twilight > Faith - Centered(Past Donor)FaithSummersFR181931,18421721,7646 Jan 096 Apr 09Yes

Uninvited Guests Pt 2

Uninvited Guests Pt2

Disclaimer: Faith & Co belong to Joss Whedon. The Twilight characters belong to Stephenie Meyer. I believe Professor Diana Dormer belongs to Robert Joseph Levy. I own nothing!
A/N: {Conversation noted in this manner indicates Edward’s telepathy at work.}

Very late the next night…

They reconvened for “fighting lessons” this time it was outside in the clearing between the large pines on the Dormer estate. The pack arrived in wolf form and Edward acted as their translator. Carlisle as the leader of the vamp clan addressed the pack first.

“My son, Jasper, has much experience in this area,” Carlisle smiled his benevolent smile as he gestured to Jazz, “He will teach how they fight and how they are to be defeated. Our friend Faith will show you about the other kind of vampires. I am sure you will be able to apply these things to your own fighting style.”

Faith watched as Jasper stepped out into the moonlit patch between the vampires and the werewolves. His skin glowed palely and his hair looked silver in the night.

Edward interpreted, “they are different from you?”

“Yes, the newborns will have no skill or strategy, only brute strength,” Jasper answered, “the others may be older and more cunning, but are less durable.” He gave a small smile that didn’t reach his eyes.

“With the newborns remember do not let them get their arms around you and do not go for the obvious kill - that they will be prepared for. Come at them from behind or the side and keep moving.” Jazz instructed.

Emmett and Jazz gave a demonstration with Em playing the role of newborn. Jazz had over a century of experience and it showed. Each of the Cullen clan stepped forward individually to spar with Jazz.

Then he called Faith forward. He played the role of ‘garden variety’ vamp while Faith demonstrated various staking and beheading techniques for the others.

After it was over Edward stepped forward, “The pack thinks it would be beneficial if they were familiar with our scents – in order to prevent mistakes later.”

“Of course,” Carlisle replied.

The vamps lined up. Jazz gestured to Faith to join the group but she waived him off, “If they can’t tell the diff between me and a vamp I got no respect for their noses.” She grinned and winked at the shaggy, russet wolf she knew to be Jake.

The remaining wolf pack gave a gloomy rumble as they went to briefly sniff each of the lineup of vamps. Faith sat on the ground next to Bel who appeared to be struggling to stay awake.

Then Jake came over and swiped the side of Bel’s face with a long, pink tongue. She came awake instantly sputtering, “Ew! Gross, Jake!” she smacked at him, but since she was Bella she missed completely as he jumped back agilely.

Ed glowered at the wolf but didn’t comment. He held out his long, white hand to Bella, “Ready to go, love?”

Bel got that gooey look reserved only for Ed as she allowed him to pull her up. The wolf pack was already melting back into the trees.

Faith stretched until her back popped then gave a jaw cracking yawn, “Bet this doesn’t count as out of town slayage... I know D’s gonna make me go to school tomorrow.”

As she trudged slowly back to the house, Faith asked Jazz, “so where does Ed plan to leave Bel during the fight? She can’t exactly stay at her house. They’ve already been there. Will she stay on the rez?”

Before he could answer they heard Bel and Ed approaching.

“The actual battle should not be much of a challenge at all,” Ed said confidently.

“So easy that you could sit it out?” Bel asked shrewdly.

‘Uh, oh,’ Faith thought, ‘he walked right into that one.’

Edward didn’t answer. Bel took a deep breath and plunged on, “So either there’s more danger than you want me to know about, in which case it would only be right for me to be there, to do what I can to help. Or . . . it’s going to be so easy that they won’t need you. Which is it?”

He still didn’t speak. They all looked at him expectantly.

“You ask me to let them fight without my help?” he said in a quiet voice.

“Yes.” She said simply.

“I am sorry Bella, but I cannot do that.” He looked pained at hurting her, but resolved.

“Seth wants to be there as much as I do,” Bella reminded him.

Anger flickered across his face, “That might have worked . . . if you hadn’t told me.”
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