-First fan-ficiton. Flame welcomed. So the summary is based upon Pochontas mainly because I was watching the movie and I dreamt about Clary and jace playing in it. Anyway it pretty is going to be solely based off the movie. However I will take ideas if you have any. Their might be some lemons and rape scences which is why it's M rated. :) Those probably won't come until chapter 5 or 6 though so no worries for al you people who don't like lemons. Anyway chapter 2 will be MUCH longer so... yeah. Enjoy. R&R please. I own nothing btw. Which was obvious. ;P-

Clary wandered around the corn field looking for the chiefs lost dog,Church. He often wandered around looking for small things to eat such as the raccoons or sometimes he would even travel into the rivers to fish. However during the fall small furry creatures often hid in the corn fields. She assumed that Church knew that too and he came down to hunt some. "Church,church!",she called out. Over the horizon she could she her friend Maia picking some fruit. Maia often made fun of Clary for being the lightest indian ever. Clary never let her color bother her though. The tribe didnt treat her any different so it wasn't a problem. Everyone in her family was light colored.

She heard rustling in the patch in front of her and she bolted to it. Under the bush she saw poor Church stuck under some vines. She giggled and helped the fat dog out of his dilema. Together they both headed down the path towards home. When they arrived ,she glanced around and saw the distressed looks of her fellow villagers. Her father,the cheif or Luke as many called him, annouced,"We are under attack. However it would be best if we try to be cival with these strangers. Maybe then they'll return the hospitality."

***Time laspe***

White men is what her village decided to call them. They had arrived but three nights ago, and yet they had already proven themselves dangerous. Her people had went, like she is now, to try and figure out who the new comers were. When they had been detected by the white men, they had used strange weapons, that made loud thunder like noises, from afar to injure them. Two of her warriors had been lost to the weird wounds made by the strange weapons. Her fatherhad immediately called the surrounding villages to unite with them for protection. He then announced that no one was aloud to leave the village.

Now Clary quietly made her way to the foreignness occupying her land. She could hear loud laughter over the hill where their village was set up. Stopping momentarily she took a deep breath, then crept her way up the hill to hide behind a tree. Slowly she peeked around the tree. Below she seen the white men walking around, laughing, and carrying some source of fire with them for light.

It seemed most of them were heading into their tepee like shelters. Not surprising since the moon had risen long ago. Now there was but one left sitting around the fire. She turned her body to get a closer look at him. He was gorgeous. He was so adorable in his outfit. They black clothing made his gold hair stand out more. It was longer than most and covered most of his eyes. She could see the color of them just barely though. Goldish. She was tempted to go talk to him. However she didn't want to disobey her father She carefully removed herself from the bushes she had been hiding in and ran back toward the village.

-And that's a rap. :) It sucks I know.-