First off I would like to thank you for clicking on this story, whether it be accidental or purposely out of interest, thank you.

This is my take on how things you go if there was just one more werewolf in the Quileute tribe.

I'll be keeping this story alive even if I get one review. This will be rated M for strong language and some "things" if people want me to write them.

Full Summary: Jessie Mundai was born to his Quileute father, Robert, and Irish-Italian mother, Sarah, on the Quileute Reservation. Growing up around La Push, Washington, Jessie was surprised to say the least when he discovered he was a werewolf destined to protect his tribe. He however just wanted to know what he was protecting them from. This is what things would have been like if Jessie was there from the beginning. With bickering pack mates, a different sexuality, and death waiting at every corner, will Jessie survive?

Yes Jessie is gay, which means potential slash in the future, but no he won't ending or hooking up with any of the pack. This story has canon pairs, but is slightly AU-ish. What I mean is that some things like ages and timelines will be off slightly, but it will follow the basic timeline closely. Still there will be some major differences when the story is said and done.

Ages at the start of the story

Sam, Leah, and Emily: 17 (Senior) (Emily not present yet)

Jessie: 16 (Junior and Main Character)

Jared, Paul, and Kim: 14 (Freshmen)

Jacob, Embry, and Quil: 13 (8th grade)

Seth: 11 (7th grade)

Brady and Colin: 10 (6th grade)

Also my werewolf first time transformations will be a little different. You'll see as I go through it in this chapter.

Let's start the story then.

Jessie POV:

If someone had told me four years ago that I would become second in command in a pack I would laugh. If that same someone told me that it would be a pack of wolves, I would be directing them to the nearest liquor store.

These things would become true however and this is why I find myself in my current situation; on the grass bleeding, from wounds to my neck and torso, while someone tries to cradle me in their chest. I could hear the faint sounds of snarls and roars as a battle waged on nearby. I tried to remember exactly how I found myself in this position but was drawing quite a few blanks actually. I closed my eyes as I felt my blood continue to leak and spill from my wounds. It was chilling to feel my life force just trickle down and touch the green grass, turning it too a flaky brown as it dried. After a while I heard the sounds start to die down and soon a howl of victory, but the problem was that I felt really weak.

"Move out of the way!" I heard someone yell. "Move your hand Colin!" the same voice called out again, ringing in my ear, it was closer this time. "Shit…we have to get him to a hospital quickly!"

I let out a long sigh and let my head fall back as someone picked me up. I saw tan skin all around me and found comfort at seeing the smudged, blurred faces of my companions. I closed my eyes and my breathing shortened causing them all to freak. "We have to hurry!" the same voice rang out again.

It felt like I was moving quickly through the air, and the soft whistle of the wind in my ears rocked me into sweet darkness.

As my body went limp and my mind started to fall down into a deep spiral I started to flash back all the way to the beginning, besides I think that would be best for us all anyway.

A little less then Four Years Ago

It was a normal day on the reservation where I lived. Kids were running around screaming in the distance, older friends were hanging out together, talking about their latest adventures or what girls they would really like to "pound."

I peered off into the distance and noticed that it was my somewhat friends, Paul and Jared. I rolled my eyes at Paul's comment, he was only fourteen and he was already talking about getting off with some girl, but it wasn't my business and I rested my head back down on my roof, yes my roof.

I guess you could say I was the resident weirdo of our tribe. I didn't look like everyone else, that much was for sure. Thanks to my dad marrying out of the tribe to a white woman I inherited some of her attributes. The paler tan skin was one of them, along with the green eyes and brown hair. I was still tan and could semi-pass for a Quileute, but my green eyes gave me away as not a "pure." Whatever you wanted to make of that, feel free to tell me. The thing was though I somehow put on some muscle, and grew about four inches in the matter of two weeks, and it really freaked some people out.

If that didn't set me apart enough there was the fact that I was gay. I "outted" myself at the age of thirteen to my parents, who thankfully didn't abandon or turn their backs on me. My friends, other boys on the reservation, went on edge. I think they thought I was going to spread to them or something, but eventually they all came around and told me they accepted me. I smiled and everything went back to normal soon afterwards. Being older though I mainly hung around with Sam Uley and his girlfriend Leah Clearwater, but due to their relationship I often found myself developing a friendship with Leah's younger brother Seth, becoming like a big brother to him.

School was school, I got some really good grades and made the most of it, but was growing slightly disturbed by the continuous pattern of getting up, going to school, coming home to work, going to bed and starting all over again. I found relief in dance, a secret passion of mine, and since I didn't know of any dance studios nearby I would sometimes just walk out into the forest sometimes. It wasn't really about whether I was good or not, for me it was just a way to vent what I was feeling.

So here I was laying on my roof with a pair of sunglasses, basking in the sun as everything went on around me. It was just a normal Saturday afternoon that was quickly turning into evening, yep normal, normal, normal. Well it was normal anyway, until I saw one Sam Uley emerging from the forest wearing nothing but a pair of shorts. I quickly sat up, careful not to go sliding off of my roof, and removed my sunglasses. "When did he get those muscles?" I asked myself aloud.

I quickly strained my neck to get a view of him as he quickly scurried off to his home, but in my haste to get a view of Sam and his backside, I lost my placing and slid from my roof to the ground below. I landed with a rather loud "OOOF" and rested near some magnolias. I sat up before standing and brushed myself off, "Wait…shouldn't have that hurt?" I asked myself.

I quickly pressed my hands all over my body to check for injuries but I felt nothing. "Really normal" I thought sarcastically, but I also noticed how I was able to hear Paul when he wasn't exactly to close by, and was that dinner I was smelling?

I quickly walked inside and found my mother finishing dinner and my father at the table reading the paper. My dad owned a store in Forks and my mom stayed at home to look after things, I loved them both dearly to death, and couldn't ask for better parents. "Hey Jess, weren't you just on the roof?" my mom asked me.

"Uhhh….." I gaped, "No….." I said quickly breaking my stare.

"Oh, okay," she said blinking at me, "Well dinner is ready so why don't you take a seat," she said turning off the stove were some pasta was boiling.

My father set down his paper as I sat down next to him and offered me a smile, before digging into the dinner my mom plated in front of him. She quickly plated me some pasta, before sitting down herself. After about fifteen minutes of silence my father spoke up, "So Jessie what are your plans for the night?"

"I was thinking about going to Sam's or the Clearwater's or possibly just taking a walk," I answered honestly.

"A walk where?" my mom asked wiping her mouth with a napkin.

"You know….just a walk," I said looking at her.

I don't think she liked my answer but she bit her tongue and didn't say anything else. "Just make sure you're home at a reasonable hour," my dad said before getting up to rinse off his plate.

There was still some sun left when I departed into the forest for my walk. I didn't think to much about wild animals in the woods, I liked to think it was relatively safe out there.

I walked in with a good pace and didn't look back for a while. I think I walked for about thirty minutes until I figured I was in deep enough to start, my free expression, but the thing was I didn't feel like dancing anymore, I just felt angry, angry at everything.

This had been happening a lot lately, I would get angry for no. damn. reason, and if I did have a reason you best believe it was a stupid one. For example, two weeks ago I destroyed my families toaster because it wouldn't give me my toast or burn it in the process, and four days ago I snapped my toothbrush in half just because I didn't think it was doing an adequate job….as a toothbrush. Anyway my outburst didn't stop there; I remember one day for the hell of it I punched a hole in my wall with my bare fist.

I was shocked to say the least to see the hole staring back at me, with no pain in my hand on top of that. I had quickly covered it with a poster and whistled a tune hoping my parents wouldn't discover it.

So anyway back in the forest I was panting heavily listening to the goddamn fucking crickets chirp, chirp, fucking chirp. I let out a roar and dove for where the sound was originating, quickly pounding my fists into the ground to silence the menacing insects. As I looked down at the ground, hands balled into fists and my chest rising quickly, I started to feel really warm, like way to warm.

I quickly shed my shirt as an intense burning heat hit my entire body. I let out a groan of severe discomfort and tossed back and forth in the dirt. Next came the nausea, and boy it was horrendous, I quickly emptied the contents of my stomach next to me and groaned even louder. It was at this moment that I wanted someone next to me comforting me, rubbing my back, doing anything to make these awful feelings go away.

I panted heavily as the feelings multiplied ten fold, and the heat jumped to new scorching heights. I screamed out in absolute agony as I felt bones shift and in one big burst my whole body be replaced with something new. Talk about an out of body experience, I felt like I was a totally new person, and despite this fur the heat was gone…….FUR!???!?!?! Since when the hell did I have fur, I quickly tried to get up but felt my hands dig into the ground, except they weren't really hands anymore, more so PAWS!!?! What was going on, what was happening to me?

I soon ran off from my current situation, looking for any sort of river to catch a glimpse of my reflection. I sprang forward to the bank of a river and looked down; before me was a wolf, a giant wolf, with blood red fur, beige eyes and massive claws, paws, ears and nose. I felt my four legs wobble back and fourth, what the fuck was I? What the fuck was wrong with me?

My legs soon gave out and I tumbled into the river. The cool water felt good against my skin, and I relaxed slight. I soon picked myself up and walked towards the bank, but never made it as my legs gave out once more. I soon fell unconscious as I heard a howl in the distance.

I don't know how long I was out, but I woke up some time later, my still fur was drenched. I picked myself up hesitantly, to see if I was used to walking on four legs. I wasn't I realized as I face planted into the ground. However I didn't get up as I felt a set of eyes on me. I looked up to see a giant black wolf staring back at me.

I felt my jaw quiver and tiny droplets slip from my fur. I let out a low whine as the wolf approached, "Stay back!" I thought, much good that was going to do though, but it did actually when I realized the wolf had stopped, and was that a shocked look it had on its face?

"Wait what?" I suddenly heard in my head.

"What?" I replied equally confused .

The black wolf soon closed the distance between us and stared into my eyes, "Can you understand me?" I suddenly heard.

"I can understand something," I said.

The wolf took a step back, "Jessie?"

My eyes widened, "How did you know my name? You're just a wolf!"

"Well I could the same about you, but that's obviously not true for either of us."

"Wait what do you mean? Do I know you?"

"Don't you recognize my voice? It's me Sam!"

I felt my jaw drop, which probably made me look like some goofy cartoon wolf, I was right when I heard Sam chuckle in my head. "S-Sam?" I asked cowardly.

"Yah….are you feeling alright Jess?" he asked me.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!?!?!" I screamed.

I saw him wince in pain and step back, "God, not so loud, I'll explain."

And he did explain, he explained to me what we were, werewolves or shifters to be exact. I listened on carefully as he recalled the story the elders had told him about our descendants tracing their origins back to wolves and how the protectors were meant to defend our land against the cold ones. How the stories at the bonfires were actually true.

"Wait who and what exactly are the cold ones?" I asked after interrupting Sam from his story.

"Well to put it simply, they're vampires…"

"Vampires?"

"Yes vampires," he answered, "Don't believe me?"

"Well from what you've told me we're both werewolves so at this point I don't think I have any problem believing anything. I'm sure then unicorns and pixies exist somewhere right?"

"No! Now be serious!" he said scolding me.

He soon continued with his story about the treaty and how a family living in Forks, The Cullens, were vampires living amongst humans.

"Isn't that dangerous though?" I asked bewildered.

"Normally it would be, but they claim to only drink animal blood, so the elders think we have nothing to worry about."

"How can we trust them?"

"We just do," he responded.

I paused for a moment thinking all off this over. So I was a werewolf, whose responsibility was to defend the entire tribe against vampires who would every so often trespass onto our land. A lot to process in about an hour. "I have one more question," I began.

"Yes?" he asked looking up.

"How do I change back to human?" I asked.

"Oh well you just have to focus on being human, what you look like and then you should feel everything go back into place, but I have to worn you, we don't exactly phase back clothed."

I blushed at the thought of a naked Sam in the middle of the woods. I quickly cleared my mind of the images afraid that Sam could see them. I don't know if he could, but with all these new wolf things I didn't want to take any chances. Not that I thought Sam would be freaked by me thinking about that, he would probably be a little flattered, but I didn't want too many if any of my personal thoughts to leak out at all. I shook my head focusing back on the conversation.

"How do you know all of this?"

"Because I've been a werewolf for about a month now."

I paused thinking my next question over, "Do any of our friends know?"

"Nope."

"Not even Leah?"

I just watched as Sam shook his wolf head. "So who does?" I asked

"Just the elders and parents of the expected boys, since the gene is active again, in fact I don't think your parents would be surprised to hear that you're now a protector considering your dad's dad was one."

I just stood there slowly feeling fatigue set in. I wobbled back and forth and my vision went slightly hazy. "Jessie?" I heard Sam call in my head, "Jessie are you okay?"

"I….I," I tried to begin, but failed as I fell over phasing back into my human skin. I saw Sam phase quickly and pull on some pants before running over to me and pulling some boxers on me. I was too tired to be embarrassed by the fact that Sam had seen me, I just wanted to go home and sleep in my bed.

I felt Sam pick me up and start walking through the forest. The cool wind swished around me and it felt good on my warm skin. "Wh-what happened?" I asked weakly.

"You collapsed, it happened to me after I phased for the first time too. It leaves you really drained and it'll take about a week of rest to get back to full strength.

"Interesting…" I managed to get out, although I don't think the sarcasm I said it with was detected by Sam.

I don't know how, but Sam got all 6 foot, newly muscled, me back to my house, and at that point I was ready just to pass the hell out. I heard the worried voices of my parents and Sam telling them that I had phased for the first time. There were no more words, or at least I couldn't comprehend any, as I was carried upstairs. I felt Sam lay me down on my bed and pull the covers over me before leaving. I fell asleep shortly afterward.

I woke up around nine in the morning, and I was exhausted. I willed my body and mind to let me fall back asleep, but I just couldn't. As I lay there trying to push the sleep away the full gravity and weight of my new life hit me, full on. It was like a revolver fired just a few feet away and got me right between the eyes.

I was a werewolf….A FUCKING WEREWOLF….I'm pretty sure that doesn't classify as normal. Sam was also a werewolf, there was also the possibility that every teenage boy on the reservation would become a werewolf in the future, and let's not forget that vampires actually exist, and it's MY JOB to defend everyone from them. Could things get much better? I suppose they could if we just tossed in some pixies, centaurs and mermaids.

I let out a deep groan as I shifted in my bed and sudden pain shot through my body. I heard a quick rush up the stairs to have my mother burst through my door. I turned my head to get a look at her bloodshot eyes and wrinkled clothing. "She must have been up all night," I thought.

"OH MY BABY!!" she cried before rushing over and embracing me in a hug.

"AH! MOM!!!" I screamed as my body screamed out in agonizing protest to the hug.

"OH! I'm sorry Jessie, I didn't realize you were still in pain!" she said.

"Well you should, he'll be like this for the next week or so." I heard my dad say from the door.

"Dad?" I asked weakly.

"Yah it's me kiddo, just take it easy for now ok?" he said placing a gentle hand on my head.

I let out a sigh and closed my eyes again. "Sarah, would you mind leaving Jessie and me alone for a while, I need to talk to him."

"Of course Robert." I heard her say.

I heard the click of my mom's shoes as she walked across my hardwood floor and the snap of the door closing. "What is it Dad?" I asked.

"Jess…..you're going to have to be calm, promise me you'll try to not get angry, it's very important that you don't get angry!" he said with a slight shake to his voice.

I cracked one eye open to look at him, "Ok….I'm listening."

He let out a breath and then began, "What I want you to do is going to be hard, but it'll get better I promise."

"What is it Dad?" I asked growing impatient.

"I…I need you to stop hanging around with your friends, Jacob, Embry, Jared, everyone! Everyone except Sam" he said.

"WHAT? WHY?" I nearly screamed.

"Please Jess, calm down!" he said pausing, "You can't see them right now because they can't know about you and Sam, at least not until they transform themselves."

"Why the hell not!" I demanded, rising up.

"My father asked the exact same thing when he went through this, but he told me that he realized later that it was for the best. Jessie if they know now you could be putting them in danger. I'm not asking you to stop being friends with them completely, just until they phase and join the pack."

I scoffed at his use of the word pack, I scoffed at this whole situation. Stupid tribal legends, stupid vampires, stupid me for being a damn werewolf.

"Don't you think they'll start wondering about me, grow suspicious?"

"They will, they already have of Sam. His mother has told me that it's been hard on him, all they have allowed him is visits with Leah, but those are starting to grow less frequent, you don't know how much good it will do the both of you to have each other right now."

I sat back defeated, I found nothing that could give me an excuse to disobey. I wasn't going to be stupid and jeopardize their safety. "So that's it? Just Sam and me? How long will we have to do this Dad?"

"Just for a little while, anyone of them could phase at any time."

"DO YOU REALIZE THAT ANY TIME COULD REALLY BE ANY TIME! IT COULD BE NEVER FOR ALL WE KNOW!" I screamed at him as my body began to shake, my anger skyrocketing in a matter of seconds.

"I'M SORRY JESSIE BUT THAT'S JUST THE WAY THINGS HAVE TO BE RIGHT NOW!" he yelled back at me, causing me to whimper and stop shaking.

His eyes grew sorrowful quickly and he looked down, "I'm sorry…..but you just have to handle it, you and Sam will be fine, I know you will."

I watched as he clunked out of my room and I closed my eyes again. I was so angry, but I wasn't going to let myself lose control. Sam had mentioned something along the lines last night that if we got to angry we could phase right then and there, and I wasn't about to phase in my bed and crash through my second story. I soon fell back asleep and decided I didn't want to think about this anytime soon.

Except after recovering I did have to think about it, I had to think about it every day when Sam would call and check in with me. I had to think about it at school when I would have to ignore my friends in class, and their questions about my sudden gain in muscles and height. I had to ditch them at lunch and hang out with Sam in an empty classroom. I had to think about it when Sam and I would "practice" at night, developing patrol patterns and paths as well as easing in and out of phases, each time it becoming less painful.

I most certainly had to think about it when I would depart from the forest at the end of the night dressed in some sandals, jeans and a loose shirt. I don't know why but Sam preferred just the pants, I had a little more civility I guess, or was just self conscious, I had no reason to be now though. I noticed the glances I would get from girls at school now, but thankfully for me I wasn't interested.

In the past month Sam and I discovered several things about our heritage as wolfs from our parents. Sam being the alpha, and me the beta was one of them. Imprinting was the other, and Sam was freaked to say the least, "What if I don't imprint on Leah?" he asked me one night while we were on patrol.

"It'll be fine, just give it time," I remember telling him.

I also remember growing fond of my dark red fur, "Must be the Irish in me," I thought one night, allowing myself a chuckle.

So here I was now, laying on my roof again, one and a half months after I first phased, looking up at the sky, on the same day, with the same sunglasses, and the same Sam emerging from the woods.

"Jessie! Get down here!" he yelped up at me using his alpha tone.

I quickly jumped down landing on my feet, sometimes I liked some of the perks that came with being a werewolf. The heightened reflexes and athleticism were just a few. I quickly directed my attention to him, "Yes?" I inquired.

"It's Jared and Paul," he began, "I was just near Paul's house a few minutes ago, and they sounded like they were in a pretty serious argument. Call it a hunch, but I had a feeling that one of them is about to phase!"

I stepped back my eyes widening, "Well what do you want me to do?"

"We need to go over there, If one of them phases I need you to handle him, while I distract the other, we can't have anyone finding out."

I understood and nodded my head as he departed. I ran inside and grabbed some clothes and water in case they were going to be needed in the future, and then ran off to Paul's house.

When I arrived I saw Sam hiding out at one the side of the house, and I could hear the shouts coming from inside. "WELL MAYBE I WANTED TO ASK HER OUT!" I heard Jared scream.

"WELL THAT'S TO BAD BECAUSE BETH LIKES ME MORE!" Paul bellowed.

"YOU KNOW I REALLY LIKE HER, YOU'RE ONLY ASKING HER BECAUSE YOU WANT TO GET UNDER MY SKIN" Jared retorted.

I heard a crash and soon Jared was bursting through the door. He saw me and then started to wobble unsteadily. I rushed over to him quickly, "Nauseas?"

He quickly nodded his head and put a hand over his mouth. "Come with me," I said as I lead him into the forest. I turned back to see Sam begin to walk to Paul's front door.

As we went deeper into the forest, Jared leaned on me more, "Where are we going?" he asked after emptying his stomach in a bush, the scent causing my eyes to water thanks to my sense of smell.

"Somewhere to make you feel better." I replied not offering to much information.

Jared began to shake and tremble next to me, and I knew I was running out of time, I just prayed we would be far enough away when he phased.

Okay so what did you think of Chapter 1? I intended to make this chapter longer, but I think a high word count on a beginning chapter will scare a few people off. Please review it'll let me know if this is worth continuing. I already have the first like twelve chapters planned out, it's just a matter of typing them up.

Hope you review and I hope to see you in the future.