Embry hoisted her up more on his back as he walked out of the woods. Her dark hair covered her face from view as her arms draped over his shoulders. He looked up at the cloudy sky in La Push before it started to rain, his body heat was over one hundred degrees, and was sure enough to keep her warm as well. She was shaking slightly, Embry wasn't sure if it was that she was cold, or if she was waking up and was still scared of the thunder storms that La Push commonly got.

It was at the point that he finally smelt it, the blood that had been trickling down from her and leading from the woods. He turned to see the glowing red eyes of the vampires that had followed the smell of her blood. "Vampires are on our territory," he said inside his mind to the others.

Embry turned and quickly ran, jumping carelessly over the tree branches and rocks that lead the way to Sam Uley's house. As he came up on the house, three large wolves had jumped up and over Embry and the girl. "Get her inside, Embry," one of the wolves communicated telepathically to Embry, who nodded mutely before rushing inside.

Into the Rush

"Is she okay?"

"What happened, Embry?"

"They didn't bite her, did they?"

"Guys, foods on the table. Why don't you give her some room, I think she's waking up," Emily told the boys that hovered over the couch where the dark haired girl lied silently. She glanced at the girl, the only blood that was still visible was the one that was showing through the gauze on her arms and the blood that was stained on her clothes from it.

"Why am I here?" Emily looked closer to the girl, her eyes barely opened as she stared at the ceiling, "Emily..."

"Embry found you," Emily explained, "You'll want to rest while the boys eat."

"I didn't want to be found," the girl hissed deadly.

Emily frowned at her, "Emma, what you did was wrong."

Emma turned her dark head away from Emily and stared at the couch. Emily frowned at her before leaving Emma to lay on the couch alone. Emma scrunched up her nose in disgust with herself as she clenched her fist, pain soaring through her arms as she bit into her bottom lip. She thought back to what had led up to that point in time.

A fight, with Embry, her twin brother, over the most stupidest of things. She had finally confronted him about Sam and the boys, after months of waiting, wondering, questioning who her brother had become. He made her angry, and she didn't understand anything anymore. Her parents seemed distant towards her, and Embry was nearly ignoring her completely. She questioned why she was still around, and she questioned why she hadn't died like she felt like doing on the inside.

"Emma," she was brought out of her thoughts as she turned to see Embry standing there looking at her.

"Embry," Emma said quietly before sitting up, "What happened?"

"I found you in the woods," he said with a frown, "You were out cold and this was in your hands," he tossed down a shard of the mirror that Embry had broken earlier that day when they were in an argument. He had hit Emma's door where her mirror was hanging and it broke into hundreds of pieces.

"Embry, I-" Emma started but Embry shook his head.

"I don't want to get angry again, Emma," he hissed through gritted teeth, "Why did you do it?"

"Why can't you tell me what's going on, Embry?" Emma hissed at her twin, "You're not you any longer."

"Look who's talking!" Embry said, his voice raising slightly, "I would have never thought you would have done something like this, Em."

"Embry, calm down!" Sam called from the kitchen before rushing over with Paul and Jared. "Get Emma out of here," Sam told Paul and Jared, "One of you. Go!"

"Get your hands off me!" Emma shot as Jared picked her up and left the room. She fought against Jared, but he was way stronger than she was and when he set her down on the ground outside of Sam's house, she pushed away from him and glared deeply. "Don't touch me, Jared."

"Where's this backbone coming from?" Paul laughed.

Emma sneered silently before turning and marching away from them and towards the road, ignoring them calling for her to return. She made it half way down the road towards some place when she spotted Jacob Black walking towards Sam's house. She hissed silently, knowing he'd want to talk. He and Embry were good friends after all.

She looked away, walking on the opposite side of the road from him, and not wanting to meet his eyes- an open invintation to start a conversation. She sighed as she caught from the corner of her eye him out of sight. She looked up and screamed as she jumped back, startled to see Jacob Black standing in front of her. "Jacob!" she hissed as she looked up at him from the ground.

"Emma, what are you doing," he said, sounding concerned.

"I'm trying to go home," she frowned.

"You live in the opposite direction," Jacob told her.

"I'm taking the long way, around the world so I can get away from here," she hissed as she took his hand and stood up.

"Is this about Embry?" he asked her. She looked up and met his chocolate brown eyes. "Emma, you need to get back to Sam's house."

"No, I don't," Emma stated clearly, "I don't want to deal with anything with Embry, with Sam, with any of you! You're all like some sort of gang of misfits. If Embry can't tell me, there's no way in hell you'll be able too. If I can't have Embry back to the way he was then I don't need to be here."

"You're being selfish," Jacob said in a half laugh.

"Just leave me alone, Jacob," Emma said, rolling her eyes and feeling insulted.

"Emma-"

"No," Emma made her way past him, "Go ahead. Go back to Sam's. Tell them that I'm buggering off, and this time I don't want to be found," she said holding her hands up defensively.

"Were you bitten?" Jacob asked, his eyes narrowing on her wrists.

"Bitten? By what? A Vampire?" Emma laughed at the thought, "The Cold Ones in the legends aren't real, Jacob."

He frowned slightly, "Then what happened?"

"It wasn't anything," Emma frowned back, the air hung cold to them. Emma knew that Jacob knew that she was lying. She had known Jacob almost her whole life, and he could read her just as easily as he could read Embry. She pulled her sleeves down over her hands and turned and left Jacob there. She crossed her arms, trying to retain heat as she continued to walk.

She found herself not long later at the beach, walking alone as she picked at the dry blood on her wrists. The gauze was long gone, more than likely stuck against the cliffs where the waves would crash against. The dry blood fell off, and a new coat of fresh blood began to ooze out of her wrists. "Ow," she groaned as she stubbed her toe on a rock in the ground, her attention becoming distracted.

When she looked up, she was looking into the red eyes of a pale and tall figure. She took a couple steps back and looked at him, long tied back blond hair, tall and lean stature, bright red lips, and white teeth, pointed and fanged. The rain was light, and sun was not out, making the ocean look more ominous than it actually was. "W-who are you?" Emma finally stuttered out as the vampire stared at her.

"Don't you mean what are you?" he asked in a sing-along voice.

"V-vampire. A cold one," Emma said, facing it quickly. "I didn't think that they were real..."

"Well, now you know," he said with a thin lined grin.

"W-what do you want?" Emma asked stupidly, although she all ready knew the answer.

"You all ready know, my dear," he said, his thin lined grin growing thinner, "Why don't you just make it enjoyable?"

"No!" Emma yelled before turning to run, only to have the vampire be right in front of her. "Get away from me!" she turned again, and he was there once more. No matter where, he was there. Emma let out a loud scream as the vampire grabbed her arm and pinned her down to the ground.

"Scream all you want, you're alone out on the beach," the vampire hissed in her ear. Emma was shaking as she felt her blood run cold. This was the first time she could remember feeling the actually fear of losing her life. She closed her eyes tight, waiting for his teeth to sink into her, but opened them when they barely grazed her skin.

A large wolf had appeared, and began to fight with the vampire, giving Emma time to realize she would have died right then. Her hand instictively shot up to her neck where the vampire would have pierced her skin, but there was no blood, no mark. The vampire soon escaped away from the wolf and made his way away from the beach.

The wolf looked at Emma for a second, making eye contact before turning and taking off. Emma sat on the beach for a couple more minutes before getting up and leaving back to Sam's house. The legend of the cold ones was true, but the other part, about descendants of wolves...

Disclaimer: I am not SM, and I do not own Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, Breaking Dawn or Midnight Sun.
Authors Note: I don't expect much readers or reveiwers. That also means don't expect me to update every day. I'll update when I get the chance. I have a life, and I really wish Twilight wasn't in it. I have never read the books, well, correction, I tried to read the books, and I just don't like them. Everyone in the series is a Mary-Sue, and it's so damn annoying. Pardon my French. Other than that, I have to say that the Wolf Pack is probably the only ones in the series that isn't completely and utterly a horrible Mary-Sue. They are still Mary-Sues- well Gary-Stu's, but still, none-the-less, a Mary Sue. Now it will be up to you to either hit reveiw and tell me I suck because I strongly dislike the Twilight series, or write what you want in it. Hit subscribe to story, just in case you might actually like it, or you can hit the back button and never come back to the story again. It's your choice, so make it wisely.
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