A/N: Important! This story follows the events of The Dimprint series so if you haven't read those stories, this may get a little confusing. Okay it'll probably get alot confusing just FYI :)

To any Clue readers: that story uses a lot more of my logical thinking :p than the others hence it comes out a little slower (still workin on it dont worry)

okay back to this story. The first like 3rd of the story is gonna be in Leonard's POV until well...you'll know when it changes. Um check out my profile for more info on this...okay on with the story! I Love Reviews

I'm the oddball. The weirdo. I'm the most uninteresting amongst a bunch of freaks and it makes me blend in and stand out both at the same time. My parents are dead. Gone. I don't even remember them but everyone around me does. They always tell me that I have my father's exact build and my mother's face. I saw a picture of my mom. She was beautiful. Needless to say, the guys always call me a pretty boy. What a blow to my already fragile ego.

Speaking of the guys…

Despite my lack of biological parents I have an abundance of male comrades and paternal figures. There's my uncle/cousin/father figure Seth. He's the happy go lucky guy in the group. He was cousins with my birth mother. He only looks a few years older than myself but he manages to carry himself at the age he truly is. He's an actively shape shifting wolf. His more friendly approach to parenting is countered with the strict yet still loving affections of my second prominent father figure Tre. The guy's a shape shifting panther yet I hold the utmost respect for him. The other guys in our pack, Collin and Brady are more along the lines of older brothers with whom I have a love-hate relationship goin on. Not to mention their bromance they have makes me disoriented. If they're not bugging someone they're fawning over my sister/cousins. Seth has a wife, her name is Tamyra and she just happens to be Tre's sister. They have a daughter, Sahara. She's only a few months younger than I am. Her best friend is Tre's daughter, Emileah. We've all grown up as siblings. I suppose I feel closer to Emileah though because of the sole most respected person in my life.

My god mother Leah.

I don't mind calling her godmother. I really want to just call her my mother. That's what she's been to me. She raised me. Took me in and cared for me even when my father didn't bother. She always tried to assure me that my father loved me. I don't have the heart to tell her I don't believe her. I don't have much resentment for my birth mother since she didn't live long enough to do me wrong. My father had a few months to hand me off to different women on the rez then in his dying moments had the nerve to ask Leah, my mother and his ex girlfriend, to care for me.

Even I know how messed up that is.

But I'm grateful. Who knows that if my biologicals had raised me that I wouldn't have grown up to be a pompous idiot forever trying to live up to the reps of loving Emily Young and golden child Sam Uley…

I digress.

I probably shouldn't blame them for dying. It's not like my mother could decipher the cryptic dream featuring my uncle…or grand uncle, or my father sacrificing himself to meet up with his imprint sooner.

Imprinting.

I'm not sure if I hate it or not. I'm not even sure if I understand it. I know that Brady imprinted on Sahara before she was born and that Collin did the same to Emileah a few months after her birth, much to my mother's dismay. They looked like they belonged together but I just couldn't wrap my mind around the fact that the guys were nearly 16 years older than their soul mates. Then there's Seth and Tamyra. There's a lifetime of Kodak moments right there.

The perfect happy imprint couple.

Married. Happily Ever After. The end.

I'd love it for my sisters if I was completely certain that was how they would end up. But then there's Leah and Tre.

I would've never guessed them to be imprinted. They weren't the lovey dovey, eye gazing, sexually driven imprint couple. Tre imprinted on my mother yet they aren't into each other. It's weird I assure you but they have a type of devotion to each other that seems to burn more passionately than the others. As if they have a foundation that none of the others ever had. Their connection worked on a deeper level and it caused them to be the two most talented and cooperative leaders in our world.

Our world? What a joke.

Our-their pack harbored royalty in the shape shifting world, with Leah, Tre, Seth and Tamyra at the top. Emileah and Sahara were idols, princesses with Collin and Brady as their part time princes and part time court jesters.

I on the other hand was just some orphan who was taken in by Leah good graces. Who longed to be part of the world completely.

Because I was 16 and had yet to phase.

That's right. I'm still human. I'm the first kid born to an imprinted couple in years. Imprinting meaning to create stronger wolves yet I haven't even become a wolf. Everyone's tried to assure me that I have nothing to worry about because my dad didn't change until he was 19. That the wolves in LaPush changed younger only because of the increase in vampire traffic. That I may not even have to phase.

That last bit came from Leah.

She gave me that look that said, "Be careful what you wish for". She didn't understand why anyone would want to phase. Although she seems content with her life I know that she longs for a normal one. I on the other hand feel completely excluded being the only human in this pack. I'm the fragile one, the one that gets put on phone/messenger duty once a battle or mission starts. The one that has to be carried up the steep mountain by his little sister when the pack goes climbing to higher altitude.

No joke, one of the most humiliating times of my life.

"Just be grateful it's Sahara carrying you and not Emileah." Brady had said after hitting me on the back effectively knocking me out of Sahara's grasp and reminding me that I'm incredibly weaker than my family members.

That was the day I started weight lifting. The guys had laughed at me at first but once Tre had seen how devoted I was to it, he started helping out. Too bad it didn't do any good. I toned up a little but I still looked puny compared to the others. Who did nothing but run around phasing and eating tons of food. My ego was bruised everyday living with these nomads.

Today we were going to LaPush. We'd been in Central America for the last few weeks when Quil contacted Seth and told him.

"Billy died. He'd gone in for some type of surgery. The paralysis caused some complications. He died on the table." We packed our things and headed out the next day. That was 4 days ago. We would have made it here in three. That is, if we didn't need to stop so much.

My apologies for not having the stamina of a cyborg.

No one seemed to mind much. We spent the time reliving stories of Billy Black. My sisters and I listened mostly while Leah, Seth, Collin, and Brady did most of the talking. Seth focused more on his admiration of the newly deceased. Leah talked more about his sons.

Billy's sons. Jacob Black and Embry Call.

Embry Call was the alpha of the LaPush pack. The same pack that my father was alpha of before Emily died and he deteriorated into a useless human being. I held high esteem for the man. He'd been fatherless his whole life, then he finds out as a teen that he's brothers with his best friend and that he has to claim a birthright he never knew he had. Become chief of LaPush and leader of its protectors. Not only did he rise to the challenge…he exceeded. People said he'd been a better alpha than Sam and Jacob.

Jacob Black. Now that name got my blood boiling and I don't know why. I wouldn't be surprised if seeing him caused my first phase. I guess hearing his story second hand, made it easier for me to judge him. The older pack members all loved him. Said he's the funniest, nicest guy you'd ever meet.

I met him. I was not impressed.

What guy chases a girl that's all over another guy? Your enemy at that. I'd heard about the girl and how my mom had told her off. I agreed with her. If it were me, I wouldn't have even bothered, let Jacob Black dig his own grave. I guess he did. His love is a vampire and he's bound to her half freaky daughter. The guy takes it farther and runs off to Alaska with their family of leeches. Sure it's his imprint but how many signs does it take for you to get a hint from the ancestors that

You were a mistake.

I mean the alpha position is filled by the 'back-up plan', and you get bound to a leech…ultimately binding you to her family of leeches that outnumber you and could kill you with one fell swoop.

Of course I tried explaining this to my family members and they all thought I was crazy. Everyone except for Emileah who thought my idea was ingenious. Sahara thought I was mean and I think she left the room to go pray for me or something. Seth made this face like I'd just shot his puppy, and Brady and Collin looked like I'd just solved the mystery of the universe. I'd only been 14 at the time that I came to my conclusion so my mother decided I wasn't too old for a spanking.

Which she gave to me. And it hurt. Because she doesn't believe in reigning in her wolf strength when it comes to corporal punishment.

But I'd be a wuss if I let my tears show.

Okay one tear came down. But I wiped it away and passed it off as a burning in my eye.

"Oh, there was a burning alright. A burning on your-" Tre had knocked Collin upside the head for that statement.

I've rambled long enough for us to make it to LaPush. We made a quick stop at my "biological's" house. It served as the home for our pack when we passed through. When I was old enough, it would belong to me, although a house meant permanent residence, on the Rez.

And I'm not sure if I'm ready for that.

We grabbed some clothes, everyone changed into mourning clothes since the funeral was going to start in a few hours. I got ready first and decided to peer around. There wasn't any real nostalgia that came with the house since I didn't have any real memories so instead I just reveled in the captured moments of the old pack. There were albums that Emily had put together of when Sam first phased. I found a group photo that had the early pack members back when there was only one pack.

Back before even my mother had phased. Even though her life had already been ruined by then.

"Looking at those pictures again." Emileah was just stating the obvious. She grabbed the album out of my hand before I could even protest and made herself comfortable on the old couch. "Your dad was pretty hot." She said before tossing the album back to me a little too hard, and knocking some air out of my lungs.

"That's kinda gross you know." She just shrugged like people told her that everyday. I wouldn't be surprised."You know if all was right in the world, I would have Leah's facial features." I was hoping I could get under her skin.

"That or I'd be a lighter skin tone." I failed. It was true that she and Sahara were darker than most of us. It was funny how they were the exact mix of the varying degrees of their parents. They were darker than Leah and Seth but lighter than Tre and Tamyra. And their hair, would look totally native with its length but had these natural curls that earned them a lot of attention. My older brother senses were always on high alert. Even if I wasn't much of a challenge for any of their would be suitors.

Scratch that, Emileah's would be suitors. Sahara and Brady had already become official. They were exclusively dating. She'd taken to the imprint stuff completely.

Emileah on the other hand, had taken a lesson out of her mother's book. She had Collin following her around like a homeless puppy. She would openly date other guys ignoring Collin's obvious pain. She pretended to be oblivious to the pain he was in. I'd walked in on him the day Tre caught Emileah and some random elk guy in the act. Collin found out and was bedridden for a week. The guy wasn't even forming coherent sentences anymore by day three.

"Why do you do that to him?" She tried to pretend she didn't know who I was talking about.

"I'm not doing it to him." So she was in one of those moods.

"Couldn't you at least hide it or something?"

"He knows the rules…" The rules like there's some guide book to imprinting. "He's whatever I want him to be." I thought my sister had an end to selfishness but apparently it knows no bounds. "And if I don't want him like that, then he has to deal." And harsh. Selfish and harsh.

"He's doing it again." There's Sahara it was only a matter of time before she made her presence known. At least she knocked me out of my flashbacks.

"I know, he always does." Emileah hadn't left the room yet. "He looks at those pictures then he starts mop-

"Moping and pouting. And thinking about how his life sucks-"

"And blah blah blah." Emileah finished for her. Did I love my sisters? I turned around to see them both smiling at me. "Look on the bright side Leon."She knows how much I hate it when people call me that. "In a few weeks we'll be headed to Denali to celebrate Sahara's birth, yet ignore mine, and we'll be surrounded by enough bloody leeches and Jacob Black to have you phasing like a mad man." She accentuated the thought with a hard smack to my back. I'm sure it left a hand print. It hurt worst than a Leah spanking.

"Emileah you shouldn't talk about the Cullens like that. Or Jake. Ness wouldn't like it very much." Oh yes, another reason why I preferred Emileah's company to Sahara despite Emileah's abuse. Sahara was BFFs with Jacob Black's imprint Renesmee the Loch Ness Monster Cullen. Between Seth and Sahara, the Cullens were talked about like celebrities. It was sickening. I already had my prejudices in working order. I only needed the wolf heightened sense of smell to justify my disdain for them. Emileah had it since she was a phasing wolf but Sahara was a panther and panthers aren't enemies with vampires. Shame.

"Oh right wouldn't want to offend the uppity bloodsuckers. I mean how lame is that? It's like mosquitoes that have class." I had to laugh. Emileah's sarcasm was better than cable. "I don't suck from middle class citizens. That's just grotesque." She was into her fake British accent. Sahara apparently had enough of Emileah's teasing and had decided to go find Brady.

"Hey Leo," Seth bounded down the stairs trying to fix his tie. "Make sure the girls get ready and you all make it to the ceremony on time. I'm off to pick up Jake, Ness, and Bella from the airport."

"Bella?" Oh please no.

"Yeah she came to pay her respects as well. She knew Billy way back. You know Charlie was best friends with him." I heard Emileah let out a frustrated breath. She figured she'd have to deal with Renesmee's half sick smell but not a full vampire too. I watched Seth run out the door. Emileah's expression matched mine I was sure.

If I didn't know any better I would think that it had been written into our genetics to despise the Cullens.

Oh that's right, it is.

Too bad my genes are pieces of crap.