It went wrong. That wasn't supposed to happen. The worst that could've happened was that they fought the Volturi and suffered some losses on their side but still came out on top.
It didn't work out that way though.
What happened was far more terrible. They were annihilated. Even with Alice Cullen's ability to see into the future and Bella Swan's newly gained ability to be both a mental and physical shield. The Cullens' and their allies were practically slaughtered.
In the end, only a few of them managed to escaped. That fact alone left a bitter taste in her mouth.
She was the only female shifter ever. The ex to Sam Uley, previously renowned as the "Bitch of the Uley pack". For her attitude of course-not the fact she was a girl, and beta to Jacob Black. Leah Clearwater.
She and a few other survivors had made it out alive and went on the run. Sticking together at first, they had traveled and lived as invisibly as possible. But after a while, they all decided it was best to split up.
As a group, they may have had safety in numbers but it was those very numbers that threatened to expose them. After what had seemed like a short few months on the run, they drifted down their own paths.
She often wondered if that had been a mistake too.
It wasn't that long after splitting did she run into a Volturi assassin in Houston, Texas. It had been night and the bastard attacked her right after she got off from work. He was strong and had a gift. He knew, just like she did, that he had the upper hand from the beginning. Relentlessly, he taunted her over and over again. When at last he managed to corner her, he revealed that he had hunted down and killed one of the survivors not that long ago.
One of the Cullens' allies and friend. Charlotte.
Although they hadn't been exactly close, it still struck a cord.
Leah didn't have to play distraught and distracted. She truly was. Despite the slump of her shoulders and a whimper of sadness, she remained on her guard. Even when he attacked.
But it was his own arrogance and impulse that would be his own undoing.
Leah used the last of her energy and dodged his attack before lunging at him, even as wounded as she was.
She couldn't remember much after that except the image of ripping his head from his shoulders before transforming back. Through the foggy haze of her memory, she knew she must've torn him to shreds before lighting what was left of the vampire on fire.
That was only one in the numerous assassination attempts on her. And not all of her attackers were under employment from the Volturi. Some of her attackers were nomadic vampires with the intent of bringing her to the Volturi as a bounty. Others still sought her out to taunt her, insult her. She would be no better than the other survivors—hunted down and killed.
After a while, she retired to where she was now- in an ice cave deep in the Alaskan wilderness. Lonely and bitter. Albeit safe, if isolating herself, rarely hunting and nearly freezing to death more often than not counted as living. Staying in her wolf form, she did precisely that. It kept her hidden from the Volturi and alive if a predator or nomad happened to wander close to her hidden abode. Not to mention warm in the freezing tundra that she now lived in.
The smell of a vampire "Leech" entered her senses, distracting her from her thoughts. Raising her gigantic wolf head and opening her eyes, she gazed towards the entrance.
Whoever managed to find her was going to be in for a rude awakening, she thought darkly. She relaxed her body somewhat to give the intruder the impression that she wasn't aware of their presence.
Hello this is my first story! And I was brave enough to actually share it so please, no flames. Only constructive criticism. I know how some tend to judge and honestly this is just a hobby and I just wanted to share it with you all! Please let me know what you think, Story edited by my sister. And just a heads up - Leah might end up being a OC in this story, as for what I have in mind changes her more than in cannon. Enough said, hope you all enjoy!