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Do you really want to know who owns Twilight? Are you sure you want to know? It sure as hell isn't me, it's some chick called Stephanie Mayer. Like, she has Michael Mayer's last name, wtf? What if there cousins and Michael Mayer's is looking for her to slash her or some shit? Does she think her vampire's are going to help her? STEPHANIE YOU SHOULD HAVE USED A FAKE NAME BECAUSE NOW YOUR COUSIN MICHAEL MAYERS IS GONNA SLASH YOU!

And that was my odd thought of the day.

Ch.1 Finding

Bpov

I can hear the soft pitter patter of rain drops hitting the floor, the leaves and the rocks that surround me. I can feel it hitting my thick black fur which makes the silver stripes of my fur turn a dull grey. A few more minutes and my fur would be completely soaked through, not the most comforting thought. It occurs to me that I have been in the area a lot longer than the places I had previously been, further unsettling me; but there is something about this spot that seems to draw me in, I just can't find the will to leave.

I decide to stop in a cave at the base of a mountain, stretching and feeling my claws dig into the rocky surface of the cave that would temporarily serve as my home. I look around the dark space and shake my fur to get the water out of it before releasing a sigh as I rest my head on my paws; a droplet hitting me right on the top of my head. I use my paw to wipe it off and frown as I try to imagine my hands and my human face. After a while, the rain stops so I slowly stand and stretch my body before walking to the mouth of the cave.

I catch my reflection in a puddle as I creep out of the cave and find myself wondering when the last time I actually walked on two feet and ate with my hands was? 'Well... there is a full moon every month… there were two blue moons this year so - ten years? What? No, that can't be right. I did make use of Alaska for around a decade, then Russia, back to Alaska, then to Brazil; up to Texas and then up north back to Alaska then down here, until I hit this state. I honestly can't remember the last time I was fully human, other than some scattered moments when I had to change back to follow a vampire and kill it.

I stop cold on my paws and frown. 'Why haven't I changed in so long? Victor.' I roll my eyes and growl lowly as I leap from the mouth of the cave; a low thud sounding as I land, and walk out to the woods, hoping over rocks. My strut slowly increases in speed. 'Twelve years? Maybe twenty, possibly around twenty two. Well, it's been worse.'

I shake my head and stop my pace to listen; my ears twitching at the small noises. Everything seems calm, considering the time of night; most animals are asleep. I allow my claws to dig in to the soft moist earth, and my ears to zone in on a heartbeat. I launch my body forward and jump over the huge ledge, landing three feet away from a full grown buck. I leap just as he rears off and the chase lasts less than a second before he is on the ground. I snap his neck and howl lowly before I start eating from him.

After I finish off my buck, I lick my snout and go to a creak to clean up a bit before I launch forward running at full speed. Running is all I really ever did. I love it, it clears my head. It makes me feel free, like the animal that I have embraced. The, almost, full moon shining above is pure white. The black night surrounds me as I run across this new peaceful land. I slow to a strut when I reach a cliff face by the ocean. I sniff the air and look at the moon before letting out a loud howl. Instinct.

I walk over to the ledge, leaping over some ragged boulders. I hear the waves further away and I step back a few feet before launching forward and landing swiftly on the other side of the woods. I pad along until I reach the edge of the sea cliffs and look down at the black water. 'Hmmmm, maybe I should consider going human in this town for a bit.' I missed interaction with other humans.

Another corner of a different sea cliff catches my attention and I walk back in to the woods and walk slowly through the trees, enjoying the salty tang of the water and the smell of the animals in the area. Once I reach the stuck out edge of my target I look at the moon again and howl loudly, just warning any other werewolf that I am here and that they should leave the area.

I sneeze when the smell of wet dog hits my nose. I huff, 'stupid shape shifters.' I take off to the right, launching out of their territory. The last thing I want is for shape shifters to realize a werewolf is in the area. That won't end well; for them. I retrace my steps and I hear the fast heart beat from shape shifters a few miles or so behind me. I bark a laugh as I zig zag across the ground, confusing the filthy half breeds and hopefully losing them, before I jump over a gap to the south of this land and its heading north. The smell of vampire crosses my nose and I cough, 'damn. You're kidding right?'

'Shape shifters and vampires are neighbors?' I shake my head, 'this town is odd.' I get to the edge of the woods and sigh in the fresh air. 'Finally,' I walk slowly through the trees, not making a sound. Plodding along, I feel a sharp stab on my leg and I whimper as it begins to burn.

I look down to see a bear trap. I growl as I try to shake it off but it only cuts in deeper. A familiar burn lances through the wound, 'you're kidding. A fucking silver bear trap? This must be century's old. No... no one would use silver for something as stupid as a bear trap. Unless.' I tug at my leg and see that the bear trap snaps off its chain. I hop forward on three legs only to feel the ground under my feet shift. I leap as the ground I was on sinks in to a dark pit. I make my way carefully and look down to see silver stake's sticking out of the ground. This could only be one thing; Victor.

I look around before I shift back quickly, almost unable to contain my yell as the searing pain of the silver burns at my skin. I grind my teeth and tighten my jaw before I grab hold of the bear trap and force it open enough to pull my leg out. I release the contraption as the burning on my skin gets worse. I force the tears in my eyes to stop and stand shakily on my human feet. I look down at my leg, its bleeding profusely and it's uncomfortable for me to walk. I clench my jaw every time I force myself to take a step as I try and limp my way out of this trap infested area.

I start to hobble faster, noticing that the only thing covering me at all is a loose tattered white shirt and a pair of brown slacks that have been ripped in to shorts. I shake my head as I manage to stagger in to a river and fall in. The cold water helps the burning on my skin just enough for me to look around on alert. If I know Victor, and I do, he must be close. He wouldn't leave his traps unsupervised; he's too paranoid for it. I take a deep breath, go under the water and try to pull out the small strands of silver that have etched in to my skin. My lungs start to hurt from lack of air and with my last bubble of oxygen gone, I swim back up and try to stay in the river.

I let the current drag my body down the canal, I try to avoid getting my scent on anything. The silver is wearing down my human body and the moon does little to help, as its not on the full moon. I try to focus on my energy and senses when i hear the off sound of fast steps on the forest floor. I take a deep breath, dunk under the water and hold on to a rock, hoping beyond hope that if it is Victor he does not see me.

I try and lay as flat as i can in the darkness under the water but see a pale figure standing at the edge of the river. It touches the water before jumping over the stream. I don't risk surfacing so close, so I stick to the shadows as long as my lungs allow me in the water. After a few minutes I resurface, hopefully far enough away that Victor would be long gone.

I hear a snap of twigs and claw my way out of the river on the other side of the noise and stand on my good leg. I look around the thick shadows and let my eyes shine so that it looks as clear as day. I hear the whoosh of running and duck down but not fast enough as Victor takes a fistful of my shirt and slams me against the rocks and fallen trees.

I tumble a few feet and land with a low grunt. I try to breathe as deep as i can but it hurts to expand my lungs. I feel a cold hand connect with my neck as it pulls me up and smashes me against a live tree, its bark cutting at this weak human flesh. As I open my eyes to stare in to ruby red eyes, I smirk.

"Hello, darling. Long time no see." he growls.

"Victor, how many times do I have to beat you so you can finally understand, I will always win." I state.

"You shouldn't be saying that, since you're the one with a hand breaking your neck." he says and squeezes.

I growl at him and his strength falters enough so that my good leg kicks him away and I can shift. My paws meet the ground and I run towards Victor and clenching my jaw around his shoulder as I launch him in to the woods. I don't like this place. It stinks of vampire and honestly, I'm not strong enough at the moment to deal with more than one vampire.

My hackles rise and roar as Victor slowly claws out of the tree I buried him in,

"Bad, dog. Don't you know you're supposed to heal." he snarls. I bark a laugh and tense my good leg, hoping he won't notice my limping leg. "You mutts always were the ones to stand and fight. Probably why your species is extinct." he hisses.

I growl lowly, trying not to let his words sink in. There had to be more of my kind. I hadn't heard the small click until it was too late and I see a silver strand net drop and wrap around me.

'Fuck.' I howl because the burning is too much for me. I try to shake it off but every time I move the silver digs in to my skin. 'Damn, if I keep struggling the silver will enter my blood stream.' I take a steady breath and try to shift back only to shake and whimper in pain as an electric current runs through the net. I growl when I see Victor next to the net smiling.

"Got you, dog." Victor says. I growl deep in my chest as he sighs and walks closer to me and crouches down to touch my fur threw the net. "The Volturi will believe me now, they have too. I will bring them your pelt as a gift. Then, they will offer me a place in their guard." he says.

I snort and bark a laugh only to have him electrocute me again making me spasm, causing the net to tighten around me, burning my skin and making me still, in searing pain. He latches some sort of rope or chain on to the net and pulls it up so I'm hanging in the air, my full weight on the net as it singes my body violently.

I whimper at the feeling of the burn all over me. He looks at me and takes out a gun, my eyes go wide as I struggle to loosen myself from the hanging net. He ramps the gun against my head making gashes as the silver burns and cuts my pelt. 'I need to get out of here if this bastard is going to shoot me.' I shake and ignore the feeling of the net digging into my skin and the blood trickling threw my fur, into my eyes.

As I start to jump and shake, I see that the branch holding the net isn't strong enough, a wry snarl leaving my muzzle when I hear it crack under my weight. I start jumping... 'ok, I'm trembling like an idiot trying to loosen this chain, sue me. I'm about to get killed.'

The branch breaks just as the gun shot rings out and I feel a searing pain on the left side of my chest. I whimper as I fall to the ground quivering as the burning rushes through my veins; I feel the liquid silver capsule dissolve and a cold liquid replace it.

The burning gets worse and my body begins to go numb; Wolfs-bane. I growl, 'this is my last chance.' I use my teeth to bite two places in the chain I can stick my paws through and I swipe at Victor. He hisses and before he can shoot again, I swipe a second time; the gun landing in the stream below. I growl and snarl at him as I stand tall; he takes a step back before he bolts. I bark, 'coward.' I shake off the chains around me but only manage to get my legs free, but that's not good enough.

I limp for a mile or so before the Wolfs-bane starts to numb my body. I feel my head swirl, 'damn.' I shake my head harshly trying to clear the numbness. There wasn't enough Wolfs-bane to kill me, just enough to knock me out. But that's not what worries me, it's the silver in my system; the silver on me. I feel a wave of panic run over me when my legs give out. 'Dimmit, I need to take this chain off me.' I howl loudly in agony.

I whimper at the burn. I've had a good, long life. 'Boring.' I shake my head as I let out a long hard howl. I start to notice the ground I'm lying on give in and, just as I think things can't get worse, the ground breaks off and I go crashing in to the water. The current drags me down violently; the rocks and white water hitting me full force and then I hear it - a waterfall. I try to grab at the rocks but I can't gain any purchase under my claws. I howl as my body goes over the fall and look back in terror as a white figure appears on the edge of the bank.

Apov

'Ugh, I'm so full. Three deer and a mountain lion. I bet my eyes are a bright gold right now.' I lick my lips clean as I push the dead carcass of the mountain lion off me. I use the sleeve of my shirt to wipe at my chin and run a hand through my short hair.

'Hmm, what to do with you.' I muse before starting to dig a hole with the shovel I brought. After I bury the body of the mountain lion and the three doe's I drank, I stash my shovel back in the hollow tree and start to walk through the woods, sighing in to the dark night.

'It sucks being alone, if I had a mate, I could hang out with him. Walk with my mate through the woods sharing stories and jokes. Much like my family is doing now. Though, I haven't heard a peep from my family since we divided to hunt. They should be at home by now, probably locked in their sound proof rooms with their other half.' Ninety years, I have been alone ninety years. My family members having all found their mates, leave's me alone to rot in my little self-pity. It's not that I'm not happy for them it's just that, it hurts to see them so in love and knowing that I'm missing something from my life.

'So now I have no friend to talk to about being alone. Great.' I shake my head as I jump in to a tree. 'I can't be so bitter, Jazz is so happy with Bree.' The smile hasn't left his face in these ten years, while mine only grows more false and empty. I groan and sit on a branch and put my hands against my eyes as I lean back and hang upside down from the branch. 'Alice, you can't let this eat at you. You have to keep being positive. Maybe you will find your mate soon… even if it's not likely.'

"I'm never going to find my mate." I groan out.

"Yeah, you are Ali."

I hear someone say from under me and the shock made me forget to put pressure on my legs and I fall from the tree. I close my eyes waiting for impact when cold arms grab me right before I fall. I sigh, only to crash on the ground.

"Thank you so much Emmett." I snap at him. I hear his booming laugh as I jump up.

"Sorry, shorty. Couldn't help myself." he says as he rests an arm over my shoulders.

"Mom wanted you home, said she wanted to ask you about something." he says. I nod as I pick leaves and twigs from my hair.

"I was going to go back after sunrise." I say as I brush the mud of my clothes. Em shrugs and continues to walk.

"Mind telling your big brother why you think you will never find your mate?" he asks. I look at the ground

"Um, no reason. I didn't think anyone would be listening." I admit. He chuckles.

"Then I'm glad I was." he says and pulls me to a stop. "Just because you're alone Ali-cat doesn't mean you won't find a mate. It might just mean you will have to change your mate or he's not alive yet. Or not ready to die yet." he says.

I stare at him with a blank face "And that's supposed to make me feel better?" I ask turning my head to the side.

He gives me a dimple grin "No, I'm you're big brother. It's my job to bug you, not to make you feel better." he jokes and I punch his shoulder with a laugh.

"You are so odd, Em." I say as we start to walk. We stroll in silence for a mile or so when I catch a whiff of wet dog. I stop Em and sniff "Do you smell that?" I ask.

He growls, "The reservation is in the other direction." he states. Emmett growls again, "Stupid mutts must have broken the treaty."

I frown. "They should know better, come on Em. Let's check out who the trespasser is," I say as I run in the direction were the sound of a howl had come from.

I hear Emmett huff as he runs beside me. "I always like a wrestling match after I hunt," he says with a grin as I roll my eyes at him. We dash through the woods, running full speed. I feel an intense draw in the direction I am going, like it's essential. It's probably just my vampire instincts telling me to not back down and protect my territory. We jump over rocks and trees and swerve under branches before we break threw a clearing. I stop on the river and look around to hear a crunch and whimper as I look over the water. I run to the edge in time to widen my eyes in horror as a wolf howls and falls of the edge of the waterfall a few feet below me.

"No!" I yell before jumping off the cliff.

I don't know why I'm doing this but it feels important. I try to make my body as slim as possible so that I slice through the air. I reach the mutt just in time to grab it and twist to break the water for it. We both go under the white foam and I struggle to get the animal's weight to the surface. Just then Emmett appears next to me under the water and I nod frantically to him. He reaches to the animal and pulls with me until we drag it to the shore.

"It's hurt Em." I say and drag it over from the water to the grass.

"It doesn't smell like the mutts in La Push." he says.

I roll my eyes at him. "Where else would it be from?" I ask as I circle it. A gurgling whimper escapes it and I look closer I see a skin tight chain around it. My eyes go wide. "Em, take those chains off, they must be crushing it," I say as I start to yank at the chain. I hear the wolf whimper as each time I move the chain, it restricts. I let it go. "Em!" I say and he huffs.

"I'm not happy about this." he mumbles before breaking the chain with a strong tug.

It reconnects "The hell?" Em growls as he breaks the chain again and keeps breaking it until it's in a ball in his hands and the wolf is two feet away from when Emmett kicked it to flip it over.

"If Dad found out you kicked an injured wolf you would be so grounded." I say as I walk over to the wolf to see blood on the ground. "It's bleeding, bad." I say as I concentrate on the heartbeat. "Its heart is week." I state before grabbing at it but his body being larger than mine obstructs my vision. "Emmett, carry the wolf home." I growl under its weight.

"What?" he asks.

I nod to the wolf's butt and he growls. "We shall never speak of this again," he says as he picks the wolf up by the hips and slings it over his shoulders before carrying it back through the woods at a run to our house. As soon as we get to the back yard Emmett yells, "Heads up, Dad. Alice brought home a pet!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Edward is outside and in my face. "You brought a dog to our house? What is wrong with you Alice?" he seethes. The surprise of him appearing next to me makes me crouch protectively over the wolf as it hits the ground with a thud. 'How did I not see him coming?'

I shake my head before I roll my eyes. "Chill out drama queen. Its bleeding and it looks like it's in pain," I say to him.

"So? Let it die. It would be one less pest to worry about," he growls at me. I lift an eyebrow just as Carlisle appears behind Edward.

"Edward that is no way to act," he says in a soft tone and I see Edward relax his shoulders.

"I'm sorry, Carlisle. But you must agree, it's not smart to bring a stray La Push wolf; especially with Bree and Jasper being around." he says lowly.

I glare at him. "It's not Bree or Jasper that has the control problem, now is it Eddie?" I snap at him and his jaw clenches.

The whimpering of the wolf at my feet snaps me out of my anger spur with Edward. "Carlisle, I don't know why but I need you to save it. It's in pain and, and I just need you to save it dad. I don't know why but it's important," I say to Carlisle as he nods quickly, trusting me completely. He listens to the heart and instantly I can practically see the gears turning in his head as he hears the almost human-like heartbeat. Not wild like the wolves at La Push. Honestly, I had been thinking the same thing.

"Emmett, Jasper. Help me move the wolf down to the basement," he says and they both nod as they grab the wolf and head in to the house. I feel Mom place a comforting hand on me, her scent having alerted me before she even touched me.

"You did the right thing," she says. I nod and smile at her when I hear Carlisle calling for me.

I'm at his side in a second "Where did you find the wolf?" he asks. I push the hair on my forehead back and tug.

"I saw it fall off the waterfall next to the baseball field. I couldn't let it plummet to its death, Dad. I couldn't," I say and I see Carlisle nod.

"And you said it was in chains?" he asks.

I bob my head. "Yeah, I couldn't break them and it took even a bit of an effort for Emmett to snap them. The weird thing though, was that it re attached," I say and Dad looks over his shoulder to me.

"These chains... reattached?" he asks.

I nod. "And every time we would budge or move it the chain would sink tighter in its skin." I say as Carlisle frowns.

"Emmett and Jasper go find the chains and where they came from, it couldn't have run too far in this state," he says and my brothers leave without a word. "Alice, I need your help with trying to stop the bleeding." I move next to him in a flash grabbing a towel and pushing it up against the part dad shaved off the wolf's coat. I see that the white towel start to get a deep red but, the smell isn't appealing to me. Its blood, it smells sweet but- 'No thirst. It's so faint.'

"Do you smell that?" I ask Carlisle and he looks up from where his hands still haven't stopped sowing up the wounds.

"Smell what?" he asks and I let him take in a deep gulp of air, "Amazing, her scent is so faint," he says.

I frown. "It's sweet," I say. Dad lifts an eyebrow and takes another whiff before shrugging

"I have never found shifter blood appealing." he says and I decide to leave it as I see the first rays of sunrise enter through the basement window across from us.

"It's sunny today, no work." I say and dad chuckles as he moves closer to start sewing up the part where my hands are stopping the bleeding. I move to the other stitches and put gauzes on it making sure to keep it tight so blood won't flow.

"Alice." Carlisle says and the shock in his voice snaps me out from the black fur with silver stripes I was admiring with my eyes and tracing with the tip of my fingers. I look over to Carlisle and see that he is staring at the foot of the wolf in disbelief. I look down to see it start to lose fur, the soft down disappearing into the skin. I look closely and realise that the light is hitting the foot of the wolf. I dash over to the window and open it, gasping when the furry paw starts to lose hair and start to shift into a human foot.

Slowly the whole body of the wolf starts to lose the fur until the prone form shifts to a human; replacing the black wolf with silver stripes with an ivory skinned, dark auburn haired girl. Her plump pink lips are in stark contrast against her pale complexion and her tall frame made her seem a little lanky. Carlisle and I exchange a look before I quickly cover up the wolf, or girl, with a white blanket. I look at Carlisle to see him nod to himself as he starts to work on the girls injured foot.

I stay frozen when my eyes connect to the girls face a second time. My eyes zone black and I feel the distinct feeling of my heart beat against my chest three times before it stops again. The air leaves my chest in a rush and then, just as soon as I felt all of this, it's gone. I shake my head quickly and touch my chest, head and arms before letting out a breath.

"Alice? What did you see?" Carlisle asks.

I frown, 'what was that?' I shake my head "Um, nothing just Em ruining my clothes." I say with a fake smile at Carlisle.

He smiles back and shakes his head, "Oh, Emmett. That boy will never learn never to prank the girl that sees the future." He goes back to inspecting the girl's wounds.

I shake my head as I look at the girl on the table, 'what happened? How come I zoned out like that? And… how did this wolf change in to a girl after a few minutes in the sunlight? And how did the wounds still stay in place even after the shift. I don't know this girls name or where she came from but- this is going to be very interesting.'

A/N: Here it is, the first chap of the story, re-written to perfection-ish quality. Hope you guys like it… Review! And again thanks to my Beta Sara Sully :P I still secretly think its Sara Quin but shhhhh, its just a feeling :P