Hey all! I know I should be finishing up everything else (Hemorrhage and Not So Honest Mistakes) but I just noticed that the stuff in my profile page was WAY ahead of everything.. I am way behind schedule for Hemorrhage and it will be awhile for it is finished but it might be a few chapters shorter than I originally planned.. But hey, I hope you guys are sticking with me! WHEEE!! But hey! YAy! The sequel (final installment) of A Thousand Years With You is up! This is totally my own and who knows what might happen?? But...I know... BREAKING DAWN IS COMING UP!! YAYAYAYAYAY!! So, this

Is Dedicated To
My Hopeless Romantic
My fellow Twilight fan!

Let's GO!

-Blase

Prologue: The Dividing Factors

I breathed hard, the pain in my chest seemingly not there. Then, it occurred to me that I hadn't had an attack for nearly four years already. "Aaah!" I heard myself shriek as I rolled onto the ground and stared into the mouth of the huge werewolf, trying to figure if this one's teeth or the other one that had attacked three weeks ago, was sharper. I scrambled back and attempted to shoot him with my silver-tipped arrow-armed crossbow. I missed.

I looked into its eyes. I realized I'd seen those eyes before. Violet and fiery, I clamored to remember. Soon enough, as it happened sometimes when I was cornered or surprised, a lanky body clothed in his customary black was a barrier stood in between them.

"What the heck were you thinking?!" he roared at me was he and the wolf tangled in a battle of epic proportions. "Why did you leave the bloody house with that thing? I swear, I should never have trained you for a year on how to use it! You're twenty and you still act like an eight year old?" By 'that thing', he meant my crossbow. "Honestly, I wished I'd never dug that thing up!"

The wolf pulled him to the ground. I rolled my eyes and pulled my arrow out of the ground where it'd landed. "I was thinking that you're yelling at me, telling me that you're so busy, that I'd kill this blasted wolf for you!" I retorted. I picked up the bow and aimed like I'd done so many times before under his (occasional) and Ruka's tutelage.

The whistling of the arrow was nearly silent as it whizzed through the air, true and strong this time. It buried itself deep inside the wolf's thigh and it howl reverberated through the atmosphere, a long and sorrowful note hanging. Its eyes were furious but it reversed and ran away. Four years ago, I met that wolf once. Why now?

"You, baka, are an idiot!" he scolded me, brushing his sleeve.

"Baka and idiot are the same thing, dummy," I retorted, dusting my skirt. "Anyway, you should know by now I've been out every evening."

"Yeah, care to clear that up?"

"No," I said nonchalantly. "I don't care to tell you. It's my life and all I do is none of your business." I walked away. I felt that terrible tug of guilt in my gut for lying to him like that. He took me in and let me live with him and I repay him by lying. No. I'm going to repay him back ten fold. Giving him back what was taken away from birth.

If he ever knew Hunter Vance was training me, he'd hate me…forever.

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The moonlight was waning. Vance chased me like a wolf would. Maybe if I'd never began, I'd never have all the scars I do now. Then, fate took its turn. A hand muffled my mouth and pulled me into the shadows. "Your training is done," Vance whispered. "The plan is in motion. Let the hunting begin.

My world spiraled and I let a flood of long-forgotten memories enter. Maybe…if they hadn't died…I would have less to worry about. No…I'd pay him back in full.