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Human Supernova

Here we have a sample of a fic I'm writing. An AU where the worlds of Twilight and Yellowjackets collide. Please give me feedback and let me know if I should continue!

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AU where Jackie steps out into the cold and is changed forever.

Alt; its twilight but Jackie and shauna

 

“Or maybe you never did”.

Shauna’s face, Shauna’s voice, Shauna’s very stupid fucking essence ricocheted around Jackie’s skull, aching with every impact and never decreasing in intensity. Jackie stomped further and further away from the cabin, the ferocity of her movements slowing with each freezing step. As she marched on, the fog of her breath instantly formed ice crystals over her eyelashes, which just as quickly thawed with the heat of another cascade of frustrated tears. Jackie had never imagined she could feel so low, let alone that Shauna could ever be the catalyst.

It was these thoughts that now prompted her to turn around. She had traveled far, much farther than it felt. How long had she been walking? The firelight from the cabin window appeared like the flicker of a candle now. Jackie was honestly a little pissed that she had gone all this way and no one had bothered to follow her.

Maybe it was for the best. Without the plans she had made with Shauna, without Shauna at all… what was the point of turning back? It made Jackie sick to even think about having to face her again. Maybe Jackie had been selfish. Maybe the cold was well deserved. A hot, painful lump began to form in Jackie’s throat, and she no longer saw a need to choke back her sobs. The snow would dampen the sound anyway. When did it start snowing?

Jackie fought with herself like this often. She suspected the lack of self-worth stemmed from her mother’s influence, and that any bit of confidence and self-respect she had…well, she could credit that to Shauna. Years of Jackie standing in front of the mirror, poking and prodding her body while verbally chastising herself for any number of perceived personal qualities while Shauna stood behind her, all doe eyes and wonder and love. Love, isn’t that what it was? They had always said it to each other. Always. Jackie made sure of it, a grade school blood oath had sealed the promise in place.

“Shauna! Oh no!” Jackie rushed to the other side of the hopscotch board, oversized shoelaces brushing against the pavement as she ran. Concern washed over her face, widening her marble eyes into saucers.

“Ow! Shoot, Jackie. Ow ow ow. I think I have to go to the nurse.” Shauna gingerly pinched her small fingers around her scraped knee, full of fresh asphalt from the playground blacktop. Shauna’s cheeks reddened and she sniffled.

Jackie knelt down in front of Shauna and inspected the wound herself. She must have fallen directly onto the hopscotch rock, as there appeared to be a small crater in Shauna's leg. Jackie’s mouth set with determination. Her best friend would not be alone in this.

Jackie stood and before Shauna could ask what was happening, Jackie was off and running. She turned a lap and ran back towards Shauna, then slid, hard, on both of her knees back to where she had started.

“Jackie! What the heck! Are you okay? Why did you do that?”

Jackie winced as she pulled her legs from under her, revealing two nasty skinned knees. She shrugged her shoulders and flashed the other girl a sad smirk. “When you feel hurt, I feel hurt. That's how much I love you!”

Shauna shook her head and beamed at her, radiant with awe and appreciation. “Jax, I think you might be a little crazy. I love you too, though. Thank you.”

Now, it was Jackie's turn to grin. She felt warm, accomplished. Like she meant at least half as much to Shauna as Shauna meant to her. She didn't want it to end. 

“I think maybe we should say it more. I was reading this book where a wizard was talking about how love is magic and can make you happy and protect you and stuff. I wanna keep you safe, Shauna. No more getting hurt, at least not alone. So we say I love you more? But we have to mean it!” A wave of apprehension fluttered in her stomach as she realized how silly she must sound.

Shauna bumped her shoe playfully into Jackie's and giggled. “I'm always gonna mean it, silly. I'll say it a bunch more so we have like, super awesome love forcefields. Every single day!” 

A violent shiver shook Jackie out of the memory. The light from the cabin was completely out of sight now. Shit. Where was she?

Jackie tried in vain to get her bearings and cursed herself for not paying better attention. She felt so stupid and so, so small. Just then, she heard a rustling in the distance. Then another, and another, in an impossibly fast circle, tightening around her. Her body was physically aware of what was happening before her synapses could make the connection. Unfortunately for Jackie, her attacker was green, fervent, fueled by bloodlust. He had been attempting a “vegetarian” lifestyle, which had lately been too much for him to handle. In this state, he cared little about the rules of the game. Any semblance of conscience he did have was often overshadowed by hunger, then immediately replaced with shame. He couldn't do it, he couldn't be what they wanted. He couldn't deny what he was.

Jackie's head was unceremoniously snapped backwards while he sank his teeth into the tender flesh of her neck. It was all too fast, she couldn't even think to make a sound. Her vision began to fade to black, starting at the edges. When she could finally conceive of a single thought, it wasn't about survival, or fighting, or how to escape the clutches of death. Jackie Taylor lay dying, suddenly dropped to the ground as her seemingly frightened attacker skittered away, with the last of her lifeblood dripping alarmingly slowly into the snow. Jackie Taylor lay dying and thought of Shauna Shipman. 

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