So this is a new story, my second Fan Fiction. I'm pretty excited about this one. Hope you enjoy.. If you like this one, be sure to check out my other story 'Ironic Wolves' which I'm still working on. Thank you, be sure to review and tell me what you think.

Note to Andrea: I had to change you in the story, you'll see why later on... -.- But you'll be in 'Ironic Wolves', don't worry. Much love.


"Oh shut up with your ghost stories Natalie!" I really hated horror and things that bump in the night and such. It annoyed the crap out of me, and I was the biggest chicken. I was visibly scared.

Alex pulled me closer to his body with his arms that were around my waist. "They're just stories, Sam. No wolf creature is gonna come out and get you." He said with a slight chuckle.

"Sorry Sam. But I think it's customary to tell ghost stories around a bon fire, don't you think?" Natalie said with an apologetic smile. "Besides, they aren't that scary." Leave it to her; this coming from the girl who was visibly shorter than me. You know normal girls will run and squirm at the mention of scary movies and gory bloody things, but not Natalie; she loved them. She was always the one to drag me to watch Saw IV or anything in that nature. Odd little person.

"It's fine, I think I'm just gonna take a walk. I have an overactive imagination, I don't need these stories, thank you."

"Suit yourself." Alex said as he let go of me.

"I'll go with you, if you'd like." Robert said. I really didn't mind, but I knew once Alex and I got home it would be hell. But who was I to be rude to him?

"Sure, come if you'd like."

I was at a small get together with a bunch of friends on a beach in Santa Monica, Los Angels. It was the middle of the night, and we were around a fire and someone had a bright idea to tell scary stories, bleh.

I kept a comfortable distance from Robert, not wanting to spark the jealousy from Alex, my current boy friend. Alex had a terrible temper, especially with me if it involved other guys.

"Not a fan of horror, I see?" Robert said, trying to break the awkward silence.

"No not at all. I have horrible nightmares; overactive imagination."
"Same here, but it's a bit pathetic if a guy is a chicken." I looked up at him and he had a shy grin. Robert was the nice guy of the group, he had such a kind heart. He wasn't putting moves on me, but convincing Alex would be hard.

"Are you calling me a chicken?" I said as I looked up at him, laughing.

"Exactly." He smiled.

We continued to talk, just about anything. He asked me about my classes, and how I was doing with Alex. Nothing too horrible, as Alex would assume.

"Wooah, your hot." Alex said at one point, bumping against my bare shoulder.

"That was extremely inappropriate" Maybe Alex was right, I shouldn't be alone with this guy.

"No, not like that. Your temperature! Are you okay?!" Robert was a bit alarmed.

"I feel fine. Why, what's wrong?"

"Your boiling hot, I think your running a temperature."

"Oh, but I feel fine." I didn't feel sick, or didn't feel like I was getting sick either; but I had a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach. But I think it was just nerves for when I got home; and I know Alex was going to say something about Robert and I straying off together.

"You sure? You should probably check your temperature when you get home. You feel like your running a high fever."

"Yeah, I'll do that. Thanks Rob." Robert was the type of guy, who cared about people. He was really sweet; our group often joked if he was gay or not.

"You want to get back to the group? You look pretty nervous, Sam." He was observant too.

"Oh, sorry. It's just Alex, he's the jealous type. Sorry."

"It's okay, I understand."

Rob and I walked back to the group, the ghost stories seemed to be over and it was safe for me to come back.

I looked at Alex, you could tell he was already fuming. I can't wait to go back home. I thought sarcastically.

"Ready to go home, Sam?" Alex asked me. I really didn't, but refusing to, wouldn't help my situation.

"Sure. If you'd like."

"Okay, 'cuz I'm tiered."

Alex and I said good night to our friends and got in the car.

"Sooo.." I tried getting rid of the tension in the small car.

"Don't play coy, Sam."

"Excuse me?"

"You know exactly what I'm talking about."

"And here we go again.." I said with a roll of my eyes.
"Yeah, with your flirty personality, Sam."

"No one was flirting, Alex. Relax."

"Don't tell me to relax, Sam!" Alex yelled, smashing his fists on to the steering wheel. Alex scared me when he got this mad, he tended to turn violent on the things around him.

"Oh shut up! I can't deal with you acting like this, I feel funny." I usually was a calm person, but something didn't feel right tonight. I was acting on impulses, I don't know why.

"Don't you dare raise your voice Sam! We'll talk when we get home!"

"I can raise my voice if I feel like it!"

"Shut up, Sam!"

Alex sped down the highway like a mad man. I was starting to feel funny, not sick, but strange.

We got home quickly, and Alex slammed the breaks in my drive way.

"We need to talk."

"Alright come in, but talk don't yell." I said as I got out of the car and slammed the door.

Home suddenly felt like hell, I shouldn't have let him in.

He went on and on, how I was a flirt and he didn't know how he put up with me.

"So why don't you break up with me already!" I yelled, he was driving me mad!

"Your impossible Sam."

That strange feeling in the pit of my stomach, was getting worse, and I had a strange pressure on my temples.

"I'm going to check my temperature, feel free to leave and not come back." I said as I walked out of the room and into the bathroom. I wasn't feeling like myself, I never acted like this.

I went into the bathroom and pulled out the first aide kit, and took out the shinny blue thermometer. I stuck it in my mouth, and pressed the little button.

The little device began to beep uncontrollably after about half a minute, I took it out of my mouth.

"Oh my god." I looked at the thermometer, it read 107.9 degrees! That's impossible, I should be dead!
At that moment, and angry Alex came crashing thru the bathroom door way.

"You should never talk to me that way!" Alex was furious, and he grabbed my arm.

"Let go of me!" I used the little fighting ability and strength that I had, and punched Alex in the chest.

Surprisingly he let go and let out a yelp as well. I couldn't have hit him that hard, could I?

He rubbed his chest where I had hit him, apparently I had hit him hard enough.

"Don't you dare touch me!" I said in an angry tone. I heard myself and I almost didn't recognize my own voice, I sounded almost menacing; which wasn't like me.

Alex's fury came back and he launched himself towards me, his hand flying out. I saw his hand hit my face, but I didn't feel it, but I did go off balance and fell against the bathroom mirror. I saw it all in slow motion like my senses had heightened.

[]' Alex grabbed his out stretched hand and held it close to his chest, he looked like he was in pain.

I looked at him curiously. How could he be in so much pain, if I didn't feel it?

Then anger filled in, and my head caught up with me. He had hit me!

I felt a warm drizzle of liquid go down my face and the droplet hit the floor. I then touched my face, and realized what it was; blood.

More anger filled me, and I looked at Alex.

"I'm bleeding." I stated simply. " You hit me." I didn't feel the blow, but I knew he still hit me, and I wasn't going to let that slide.

"I want you out!" I yelled. I pushed Alex, and he fell to the floor. "NOW!" I was running on pure rage, I saw pure red.

Alex got up and head straight for the door. "Fine, but I won't come back."

I then heard a growl. What the hell? Where did that come from? I then found myself running towards him. I felt so out of control, I was shaking and I saw pure red.

Alex quickly opened the door and I jumped into the air, I had never felt so much power in my body. Just as quickly as he opened it he had left. As I was about to hit the floor, I experienced the worst pain in my life, but it only lasted a few seconds. I felt my body shake to a point where I felt I had exploded. I heard the loud thump when I made contact with the floor, but something was off, I felt strange. I was still angry and I wasn't in control. I found myself ripping up the couch and anything else that got in my way.

Wooah, wooah. Calm down there! Relax. I know this is weird, but I need you to calm down. My eyes widened at the voice, and I looked around. There was no one.

Where are you? Come out! I yelled, but I only heard the words in my head.

Calm down. Crap where's Sam? How do I tell you..? I didn't find the source of the voice, then I realized something.

Oh god. Oh god. I'm going crazy. I'm hearing voices!! I thought frantically.

The voice in my head chuckled. Then I heard a different voice. Ah, crap. I'll be right back. I'll get Sam.

Okay hurry up. She's seriously freaking out.

I'm going insane that's for sure, the voices in my head are having conversations!? And Sam, me, was right here!?

Calm down your not going crazy! My name is Seth Clearwater. Oh god, and the voices give themselves names too?!

A female? Wow, that's two now. A different voice in my head said, sounding perplexed.

Okay, okay. I'm here. Someone new phased?

Yeah, and it's a girl! The voice that named it's self Seth said. I was definitely crazy.

No, your not going crazy. I'm Sam. I know you've heard of the legends, I know this is allot to take in..but it's all true.

What in the hell was this other voice, that named it's self as Sam, like me, in my head talking about? Legends?

No I have not heard of such things, now may you please shut up so I can become sane again?!

What? You've never heard the legends? Now I need you to calm down, and I need you to tell me where you are, so we can help you. The Sam voice said.

Help me? I'm perfectly fine, I just need these voices to leave me the hell alone! I refuse to go insane. I talked back to the voice in my head. Now I really knew I lost it, I was talking to the voices now!

Sam, I don't think she knows what's happened to her. The Seth Voice concluded.

Oh crap. Your right. Where are you? The Sam voice asked.

Oh what the hell, send me to a mental hospital! Los Angeles. I answered.

As soon as I said that, I felt a few voices started up again, but quicker and more frantic.

I'm insane, I'm insane, I'm insane. I repeated over and over. My anger had diminished, and was starting to feel overwhelmed. I was hearing the thoughts of a group of boys in my head, and I was going crazy.

People outside the tribe are phasing?

How are we going to get to her? How did she phase? Are there other packs outside La Push? The thoughts were getting louder and it was making me anxious.

Jared, Embry, Quil. Phase back. We're not making this any easier with so many thoughts inside her head. The Sam voice commanded, and then my head felt a bit less filled with voices.

Thank you. I thought.

No problem. Now, we need to help you.. Your in Los Angeles? The Sam voice asked.

Yes. Oh what the hell, might as well be nice to the voices.

We're not voices, we're people. Your just hearing our thoughts. The Seth voice said, he sounded like a little boy, talking with so much kindness and softness. Do you know what has happened?

Yeah, I've gone clinically insane. I'm hearing voices. Robert was right I was getting sick, and now it's affected my brain!

What's your name? Sam asked.

Sam. I answered.

Cool, we now have two Sams!

Sam, look down at your hands.. Sam said softly.

I bent my head to look at my hands. My eyes widened. No, that's impossible. What's wrong with me? I looked down again, I didn't see my hands, I saw paws.

I ran to the hallway where there was a long mirror.

No, it can't be.