Well, here I am again, with another first for me! I've got a Twilight story in tow, so hopefully you will enjoy it. I really don't want to post a summary, so I'm gonna keep it short and sweet. (Ha, yeah right)

Summary: Winchester Hamilton (Win), has never really fit in with the rest of the crowd, usually sticking with the anime and manga freaks. But when her Gran decides that they must move to La Push, Washington, Win thinks that it will just be another typical high school. But we all know what lies in La Push. Win, on the other hand, only knows that the huge junior, Seth, is her every dream all wrapped up. But will her own demons take her before Seth can claim her?

Disclaimer- This is the disclaimer for the entire story. I do not own, nor will I ever, any of the Twilight cast. I only own the plot and my OC's.

Chapter 1

Win's POV

"HEY! Rifle! Did you shoot anyone today?" Steven asked, his 'handsome' face pulled up into a sneer. I clenched my teeth at his words, holding in a growl as I thought of the rumor started because of my name. Could my parents have been any more stupid by naming me Winchester, and then leaving me with my Gran? Not that I complained about Gran.

"Leave me the hell alone, Steven," I growled, as I continued to walk by him.

"Now, now. Don't be like that, Rifle!" Steven sang. When I kept walking he screamed out, while grabbing my wrist painfully, "GET THE HELL BACK HERE, BITCH!"

"Let go of me, right fucking now, Steven Bradley. Or I will tell your father, and you know what will happen will I act like a defenseless little girl who you hit," I hissed under my breath, making sure only he could hear me. I remembered the day I had found him in the empty corridor, wincing as he lifted his shirt to look at the bruises decorating his body. I had instantly known who, or what, as we'd both say, did it to him.

"I won't say anything, if you let me go," I whispered, my voice softening. Though I felt deep hatred for the boy sometimes, he was the closest thing to a best (COUGH yeah right COUGH) jock friend I had. Even if we both had a tendency to threaten to kill each other. Okay, yeah right. We were no where NEAR being friends.

"Blackmailing little bitch," Steven sneered, but he released me, and I ran on to my locker. I grabbed my stuff, then high-tailed it to my car.

I breathed heavily, holding back the tears. No matter how much it happened, it still hurt every time one of those names was spoken towards me.

I stopped the tears, started my car, and drove off.

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"OH MY GOSH! Winchester! What happened?" Sierra screamed, as I walked slowly into Gran's house.

"I'm fine, don't worry," I whispered, as I gave her a small hug. She fretted over the bruises on my wrist, something I was amazed she had noticed so quickly.

"Winchester, come here, please," Gran called from the living room, her flowing voice filledwith seriousness.

I walked into the small room, instantly finding Gran in her favorite recliner.

"What is it, Gran?" I asked softly, as I sat at her feet, Sierra crawling in my lap. Sierra had just turned seven recently, and yet she still had the body of a five year old.

"We're moving to La Push. An old friend of mine needs some help down there, and I know that you both will like it there. There's a good group of kids down there for you, Win, and I know that Sierra will like the beaches," Gran stated, as she looked down at us.

"Where's La Push?" I asked, not even caring that I would have to leave. Though I knew it was just going to be another high school, and I'd be on the fringe again.

"Washington!" My grandmother exclaimed. I rolled that around in my head. It's usually pretty rainy in Washington, not a lot of sunny days. My kind of climate.

"When are we leaving?" The words popped out of my mouth eagerly, as I smiled up at my Gran.

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I heard sobs coming from my sister's room as I carried my last box to the car. I placed the box at the car, then I walked back inside to see what happened to my sister.

She sat crying on her bed, clutching the last thing Mom had ever given her. The same locket sat around my neck as well.

"Oh, honey... What is it?" I asked, as I gathered the sobbing girl in my arms, carrying her to the car.

"I don't want to leave! Mom and Dad are still here!" She cried out. I stiffened, and buried my head in her curly blue-black hair, tears slipping out of my eyes. Soon, I was bawling as hard as she.

"We have to go now girls," Gran said, a few tears leaking into her voice.

"Can... Can we go say goodby-goodb-goodbye first?" Sierra hiccuped, as I stood with her in my arms.

"Of course, dear," Gran replied.

I slipped into the backseat of the car, Sierra still in my lap, and away we drove, stopping only to say goodbye, and to pee when Sierra drank too much lemonade.

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"Win, c'mon, wake up honey," Gran's voice whispered.

I lifted my heavy eyelids, and realized that the car had stopped. Sierra shifted awake in my arms, and I helped her out of the car. I soon followed her.

"I'm sorry Gran. I didn't mean to fall asleep," I apologized, as I swayed. I was still tired and I hadn't slept well because of nightmares. A wave of blackness fell over my eyes, and I slipped forward, my hands not even moving to block myself from the concrete approaching my face.

"Jesus!" A soothing male voice yelled, and then warm arms were around my body.

"Good God, Winchester! What happened?" My sister's shrill voice shrieked.

I opened my eyes, and they collided with a pair of blue-gray eyes that instantly stopped the world spinning.

"Tell... Sierra... I saw them," I whispered, as Mom and Dad danced in front of my eyes. Then I blacked out.

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"God, Billy, this isn't how I wanted to arrive. Her powers must be awakening, otherwise she never would have told Seth here that she saw 'them'. 'They' were most likely her parents. She witnessed them being murdered by some demons, along with little Sierra here. Though Sierra was only three then, she remembers every detail," Gran's voice said, every word finding it's meaning in my head. I knew exactly what she was talking about. It was as if seeing my parents had woken me up.

"Winchester?" The same soothing voice as earlier exclaimed, and the same blue-gray eyes met my own.

"Who are you?" I asked, my voice scratching painfully against my throat. Gran shuffled over, and Sierra leaped through the air, landing agonizingly on my stomach.

"AH!" I screamed, tears instantly falling from my eyes.

"This one obviously has the makings of a wonderful demon hunter, once she grows up," A rich voice spoke. A man in a wheelchair rolled himself over to us, and a part of me recognized him.

"Billy?" I asked softly, as I clutched at my stomach, Sierra now clinging to my back.

The man smiled at me, then nodded.

"I see you remember me from your parent's last trip here. How are you feeling, Winchester? Are you up to meeting the pack?" Billy said, his grin spreading wider.

The pack. Two new words that I instantly knew the meaning to. The pack of Quilute werewolves who fought and killed evil vampires. Hell to the yeah, I was ready.

"Bring it on," I replied. Billy grinned wider, and his eyes flicked to the man-boy next to me.

"Winchester, this is Seth Clearwater. He is a wolf. One of our very best, though one of the youngest. He is a part of my son, Jacob's, pack," Billy stated, as he gestured toward the man-boy. Our eyes met again, and again, the world stopped turning.

"You can stop drooling now," Gran commented dryly. A blaze of heat spread across my cheeks.

"Don't give them a heart attack, crazy old woman," Another boy-man stated, as he walked into the room, nothing but a pair of shorts on his body.

"Respect your elders, Jacob!" Another one said, this one a complete man, also clothed in just a pair of shorts.

"Hello Sam. Watch your mouth, little boy," Gran growled, as she swatted the first man-boy, Jacob, who I assumed was Billy's son.

"Jeez, Grandma, I was just kidding!" Jacob complained. Gran rolled her eyes, and I stared in surprise as more of the boy-men filed into the room.

Before I could think, I reached up and grabbed Seth's hand, and held Sierra to me tighter. Seth looked down at me in surprise, but then relaxed, and squeezed my hand softly.

"Hey, I'm Embry Call. I assume you're the family of demon hunters Billy told us about?" One boy asked. I could see he was slightly skinnier than all the rest, though just as broad, and almost as tall as Seth, who was as tall as Jacob.

"That's us. I'm Dariel Black, Billy's mother. These are my grandaughters, Winchester and Sierra Hamilton. Jacob, these are your cousins," Gran replied. I stared at her in surprise, then turned my eyes to Jacob, who was also watching me and Sierra in amazement.

"Does that mean we turn into wolves too?" Sierra asked softly, her tiny face full of childish confusion.

"No, honey, we don't. Our part of the family hunts demons," I answered softly, as I cradled her to my chest, one of my hands still locked with Seth's. The answer had popped from my mouth, and I didn't even know anything about demon hunting. I felt around in my head, and felt a familiar presence retreating.

"GRAN! WHY IS MOM IN MY HEAD?" I screamed, my eyes filling with unshedable tears.

"She's there to guide you through your first years of demon hunting. Your father shall appear in Sierra's head, when she is of age. When I die, I will enter your head and stay there, just like your grandfather will enter Sierra's head and stay there, when she decides which path she will take. I apologize for not telling you sooner," Gran whispered, as she shuffled forward.

"Win, are you okay?" Sierra murmured, as she snuggled into my chest.

"I'm fine," I replied, as I stroked her blue-black hair, so similar to my own.

"Now that that's over with, can we get on with the introductions?" One of the youngest looking boy-men asked, as he scratched his face.

"You inconsiderate bastard," Embry growled, as he punched the guy, right in the face. The boy flew across the room, landing against the wall with a sickening thud.

"Embry, if you're going to do this now, take it outside," Sam and Jacob growled together, only sparing each other a glance for a second before turning their glares back on the fuming wolves.

"Let's go, Stephen," Embry snarled, as he stalked outside, his eyes never leaving Stephen's face.

"If you really need to do this, Embry, make sure you get to the woods," Billy called out. But they were already there.

"We need to get there, and fast. We've got to make sure it doesn't get too serious. Why Stephen can't just back off of Embry's imprint..." Jacob's voice trailed off as he ran out the door. I placed Sierra down, and grasped Seth's hand tighter.

"Take me with you," I whispered, as he ran towards the door. He glanced back at me, his eyes full of confliction.

"C'mon," He finally said. He pulled me up into his arms, and set off at a dead run.

It seemed as if we were flying, and when I looked down, it looked like his feet never touched the ground.

He could've said no. Mom's voice whispered through my head. I stopped myself from jumping, and searched through my brain.

Why didn't he then? I asked her, the thought-shout ringing out.

Because you are his imprint. Werewolves cannot say no to their imprints very often. It seems as if you imprinted on him as well, since you are a demon hunter. They imprint too. Mom stated. So that's why the world stopped turning when I looked into his eyes.

Why did it have to be me though? I asked, confusion soaking in.

Who knows? You're his other half. Enjoy this. It's what your father and I had. Your Gran probably already knows, but I thought I should tell you. From what I've observed, one of the wolves has imprinted on your sister. It was the one standing next to the Call child. I believe his name is Collin. Mom replied.

I searched my head, and remembered the boy-man who had stood next to Embry Call. Short, short black hair, and dark brown eyes. He was quite hot, but Seth beat every one of them by a long shot. Oh... Why am I thinking abou that?

He is your imprint! Of course you're going to think of him like that at some point in time! Mom exclaimed in my head.

"We're here. I need to put you down, because I have to shift so I can talk to the rest of the pack. If you need help, shout for me or Jacob. We'll be here in a second," Seth said, as he gently set me down on the ground. I could hear loud growls and snaps coming from the trees up ahead, and I knew Seth didn't want me coming up there.

I resisted the urge to call out to him, to keep him with me.

"Be safe," I murmured, the wind carrying away my words. He still heard me, and looked back.

"You too."

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The growls and snaps had quieted, so I figured it was safe to move towards the clearing.

As soon as I walked in, I knew it wasn't.

Demons surrounded the wolf pack, Stephen at their head.

He has been possessed, by a very powerful demon. Mom whispered.

"Guys, back up. I know what to do," I murmured, knowing the wolves could hear me.

They all glanced back at me, swinging their large heads around. The one I could easily identify as Seth trotted immediately over to me. The rest of the wolves soon followed.

So what do I do know, Mom?

Activate your powers. I will help you. As soon as they are at full power, tell the boys to back up, and let 'er rip! Mom yelled in my head, her voice full of enthusiasm.

I did as she said, but when I planned to tell the boys to back up in a whisper, it came out in a magnified bellow.

Of course they backed up, and when they were out of my sight, I let my powers go.

Bright blue light exploded out of me, and the demons disentigrated.

"Oh... Jeez... You didn't tell me about this part, Mama. Seth..." My voice trailed off, and I flopped down on my butt, trying to stop the dizziness.

"Oh, God... Seth! Get your ass out here now!" Jacob yelled, as he kneeled beside me. Everything swirled dizzily around me, but when a blazing hot hand was placed on my shoulder, everything came into focus.

"Overuse of her powers, is what I'm guessing," Collin said softly.

"Just a bit," I slurred. My head rolled on my shoulders, and I slouched forward, onto Seth's chest.

"Oh... Gah... I'll carry her back. You guys handle Stephen," Seth groaned.

"Seth, I gotta go see Nessie... Do you just want to come with me, so she can meet the Cullens?" Jacob asked uncertainly. Seth bit his lip, as he swung me up into his arms.

"Hey, Collin, could you tell Dariel where we went?" Seth called out. I glanced at Collin in time to see him nod.

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"JACOB! SETH!" A small, high pitched girly voice screamed. I widened my eyes as a cream and copper blur launched itself at Jacob. My body reacted before my mind, and I flipped through the air, blocking Jacob.

What seemed to be a pile of soft rock slammed into my chest, and I fell to the ground, the cream and copper object in my lap.

"Ow," I murmured. I looked down, and a girl who couldn't be any older than Sierra was pouting in my lap.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't think," I whispered, as I handed the girl to Jacob, and stood, biting my lip. I bowed my head in apology, and I felt Seth wrap his arm around my waist.

"Who is this, Jacob?" A musical male voice asked. I looked up, and a copper haired man stood, his arms around a beautiful girl's waist. I could tell immediately that they were the little girl's parents.

"Winchester Hamilton, my cousin," Jacob replied, as he reached over and gave the woman a one-armed hug, wrinkling his nose.

"It's very nice to meet you then, Winchester. My name is Edward Cullen," The copper haired man said to me.

I reached out my hand, and he grabbed it firmly. A shiver ran through me. His skin was ice-cold.

Vampire. Though these seem to be good, from the color of their eyes. I'll see what I can find out. Mom said.

Edward was staring at me in confusion.

"He's trying to read your mind, but something's blocking it," Seth whispered.

I looked up at him, then I looked back at the confused vampire.

"You won't be able to read my mind. My mother is blocking it," I called out, as I backed into Seth's chest. He wrapped his arms around me tightly.

"So... Let's get on with the introductions!" A big, burly, bear-man yelled cheerfully.

"Hi, I'm Bella Cullen," The beautiful woman in Edward's arms said, a small smile gracing her features. I noticed her eyes were the closest to red of the small group of vampires.

She's the one who has been turned most recently. The rest have been around longer. Mom explained.

"Nice to meet you," I smiled, and shook her hand.

"I'm Carlisle, and this is my wife Esme," One blonde man said, his golden eyes shining. I nodded to both of them.

"I'm Emmett!" The bear-man shouted, as he shook my hand vigorously. A cool blonde girl came forward, her eyes curious.

"I'm Rosalie, but my family calls me Rose," She said, and placed her freezing hand in my own.

"HI! I'm Alice! We're going to be the best of friends!" A small pixie like girl squealed, as she launched herself at me. Another blonde stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her waist, stopping her flight.

"Excuse Alice, she gets a little too excited. I'm Jasper Hale, ma'am," The blonde boy said, as he dipped his head at me. I noticed his Texan accent, and immediately smiled.

"So you're from Texas too?" I asked excitedly. Jasper smiled widely, and nodded enthusiastically.

"Oh jeez," Jacob whispered, as he head-thumped himself.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to run into you! But... Why did you jump in front of Jacob?" The little girl asked, as she looked down at me from Jacob's arms.

"It was instinct for her. She is a demon hunter," Seth replied to the little girl.

"Oohh... Granpa Carlisle hasn't told me about demon hunters yet," The little girl stated.

"Um... Who is she?" I whispered to Seth, my confusion written plainly on my face.

"Nessie, Jacob's imprint," Seth replied, bending down to whisper it in my ear.

"Seth, must you really whisper? You know we can all hear you anyway," Edward said, as he rolled his eyes. Seth glared at him, then brought his eyes back to me.

"Ignore Eddie... He has a tendency to be an asshole," Emmett said, rubbing his chin. I grinned at Emmett as Edward snarled at him. Seth grinned too, and I saw everyone's face lift slightly. So Seth's grin was as uplifting to them as it was to me.

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I had never wanted to really leave my home town of Vernon, Texas. But now that I was here, and I'm learning what I am, I knew something.

This is gonna be one hell of a ride!