Blue Mickie here, this is my first publicly accessible fanfic. I'm not really sure what to expect but I'm trying public domain anyways. This first chapter's a little short, hopefully they'll get longer...

Anyways, please review! I'd love to hear from everyone!

And just so you all know, anything Twilight-related is not mine, but I'm sure you all know that already...

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My life had never been exactly what I'd call normal, but to be honest, I had never really cared.

As long as I could remember I had been taken care of by the best guardian in the world. He had minded me when I was a baby, watched over me during elementary school, and supported me through my high school years. He's my older brother and my best friend all in one.

He's also a werewolf.

I can't remember my real parents; I had been too young when they died. All I knew about them was the little Jacob had told me.

Apparently, one day when he was travelling through northern British Columbia he heard the screech of brakes and a deafening bang. Upon investigation he found a car, broken and smoking. In the front were a man and a woman, already dead, and in the back – well, he found me.

I like to imagine that my parents had strapped me into the car especially carefully that day, knowing the dangers of the twisted wilderness roads. Jake says a lot of luck was involved. Either way, I was the only one in the car who survived and Jake rescued me from the car.

He probably should have called for help but it was cold, he had no phone, and we were miles away from civilization. So instead he took me, all the items he could salvage from the car, and retreated into the woods. He changed back into his human form and took care of me through the cold night. He saved my life that night, and I've never stopped being grateful.

He stayed with me, making me literally "raised by wolves"… or "wolf". He spent about half his time in wolf form and half in human form. It didn't matter to me – I loved both sides of him.

He always made sure I was taken care of first; in the beginning he had to work hard to make sure I had what I needed. We didn't even have a house for the first few years. We lived in the forest until he finally saved up enough to rent a room. To cut costs even more, he only spent money on my food and hunted for his own.

Before we got the room though and he was still working all four of his part-time jobs, he used to struggle with what to do with me. When he could he would take me to his job, I was a well-behaved child and would do anything he asked me, but sometimes he couldn't take me, so I would ask him to leave me at the park until he came back. He disliked it but I made tons of friends – until their parents got suspicious as to where my parents were. When they started asking too many questions Jake would pack me up and we'd leave that town.

When I got old enough that I needed to start school Jake began to have an easier time, he didn't seem to work as much and afterschool we'd go do something fun. It didn't bother me that we had to keep moving around to keep what Jacob was a secret, as long as I was with him I was happy.

Both of us being black-haired and dark-skinned we were able to pass as father and daughter in my early years. But when I grew we changed it to uncle and niece, then siblings, and finally cousins when the differences between us became too pronounced. Jake was always my best friend though, and I was sure I was his.

Sometimes I felt bad about taking over so much of his life, but whenever I admitted this to him he would grab my face gently and tell me that he could never regret having me in my life. He told me I was his life now and that would never change.

We lived on our own, never really getting close to anyone and never really needing to. Sure, I missed out on a lot of stuff regular kids got to do. I didn't have really nice clothes, or a TV, and I'd never been in a car before, but Jake tried his best to give me all he could.

After finding out how much I loved music I was never in need. Somehow he got his hands on a really nice portable music player and every once in a while I was surprised to find a new version of it with even more songs on it then I could ever dream. When I asked him how he just told me that someone owed him a few favours.

And so we lived how we wanted, travelling the country together. I loved the excitement. Then Jake announced our latest move…

La Push.