Summary: Scarlett moved from the bustling city of New York to the quiet rainy town of Forks, Washington. She isn't so pleased about the move but maybe a certain hotheaded werewolf can change her mind?

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the Characters except Scarlett and her parents...and whoever else I make up.

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The City of Forks Welcomes You!

Scarlett's POV

I sighed as I sat in the backseat of my parents red 2013 Ford Escape. I have absolutely no idea why they made me up and moved from New York to Forks, Washington. The city that never sleeps to the little town that practically never stops raining.

Payphone by Maroon 5 blared through my heartbeats by Lady Gaga beats headphones. I quietly mumbled the song under my breath keeping my eyes closed to avoid looking at the lush greenery of Washington pass by the windows. The music affectively drowned out the sound of my parents talking, the radio and the rain pelting down onto the car.

Against my better judgment I opened my eyes and saw the welcome sign. The City of Forks Welcomes You. My mother turned to give me a sharp look when she heard me scoff. Cranking up the music I got lost in my memories of home.

Twenty minutes later we arrived at the house…my house. I'd have sold it if my parents let me, but it was the house my grandfather left for me in his will. This house was one of the reasons we had moved here. The other being my brother. My eyes welled up at the thought of my brother. He had disappeared a few months back and the police couldn't do much so eventually the trail went cold.

Grabbing my backpack I got out of the car and slammed the door and heading for the house.

"Scarlett, wait! We have something for you."

I turned back around when my mother called out. My parents were out of their car and standing near one under a cover.

"What?" Came my exasperated cry. All I wanted to do was find my room and sulk for a while before going to explore this small town so I wouldn't get lost…which wasn't very likely.

"We wanted to get you something to help you get around better."

I looked at the covered car then back to my parented incredulously. They were seriously giving me a car? Looking at it again I could tell it was some type of SUV. I took a step closer with a slight smile on my face. Nothing brightens a teenager's dark mood like a car, "Are you kidding me?"

My parents just smiled brightly as my father pulled the damp cover off of a Platinum colored Nissan Rouge. I could see that the interior was black through the windshield as I walked up towards it.

"It has fog lights and a place to plug your IPod in so you can listen to music," My mother stated.

Before I could respond though my father spoke, "But that doesn't mean you can pay attention to your IPod instead of the road when you want to listen to a different song. The car also has a tent that connects to the trunk of the car which can also be used as a stand alone if you get stuck on the side of the road and you can't get help or if you go camping. It also has an emergency road kit as well as a first aid kit. The first aid is in the glove compartment in case of anything."

"Yes, dad. Thank you," I said before going over to hugging them both in thanks. Maybe the car would be an upside; at least I wont have to walk around in the rain. Instead of sulking I could probably find a new place as my spot. Back in New York that was a quieter spot on the pier at the Seaport.

"Um. I'm going to put my stuff in my room and then go explore the town."

"Well then don't forget these," My dad said holding out his keys.

I grabbed the keys from my father as I passed him on my way into the house. It was a nice house, pretty and spacey like my grandfather had had it build but I still missed home. The stairs hardly made any sound as I ascended them to look for my old room that I used to stay in when I visited my grandfather with Mason, my brother, and parents.

My chest constricted in pain as it did whenever I thought of my older brother. My eyes stung slightly as I felt tears starting to prick at them. Stop it Scar. You can't keep breaking down whenever you think of him he's been missing for months now. I mentally scolded myself as I opened the door to the teal colored bedroom.

Everything was the same, the full sized bed covered in orange bedding with orange, blue and purple decorative pillows. The pictures and posters that hung around my room had remained untouched as well. I smiled at the fond memories of the small vacations and summers that I had spent here.

Looking at the pictures, well some since I avoided ones with my brother in them, I stopped to look at one of myself and another girl on the beach on a rare sunny day that this place was able to see. My hair was so much frizzier then it was now and up in a messy ponytail, I frowned at my big bottle cap glasses that took up half my face glad that I made the switch to contacts. I had also lost weight since then too. Next to me was my best friend since we had met on the reservation that this picture was taken on. She was thin with pretty russet skin and long strait black silky hair. Her little brother was in the picture too wearing a big goofy smile as we buried him in the sand and gave his sand body a mermaid tail.

I smiled once again deciding to head out to La Push in the next few days to see my old friend Leah. We had recently lost contact with each other. Leah stopped answering my emails about a month before Mason disappeared.

That's it. I needed to get out of here. I dropped my duffle bag onto my bed before running down the stairs and pulling the hood of my raincoat back over my strait dark brown hair. I desperately need to find a new spot.

"I'll be back later!" I heard my mother yell for me to be careful as I ran out of the house and to my new car.

Once in the car I pulled my raincoat off leaving my blue cardigan on over my black camisole top. After flicking my side bangs out of my face I started the car.

I drove around the wet roads of Forks before stopping at one point on the shoulder of the round next to a path leading into the woods. Sighing I took the key out of the ignition and pulled my raincoat on again before getting out of the car and walking into the lush greenery of the forest.

The path was curved every once in a while as I followed it deeper into the woods, what little light that filtered through the trees was tinged a light green. I pulled out my LG Octane and checked the time to briefly see that it was a little passed one in the afternoon when my phone was knocked out of my hand and then crushed broken in half two seconds later.

My surprise was cut short when I was forced against a tree by cold hard hands. My eyes gazed up to stare into bright red, almost glowing, malicious eyes. They were striking against the black hair and almost paper white pale skin. I would've been attracted to this person if their eyes didn't scare me and I wasn't being held against the tree by his hand on my neck.

Fight or Flight Instincts quickly took over and I started to struggle against him attempting to free myself. He just chuckled darkly. Even his voice sounded attractive, scary but attractive all the same.

"Let go of me!"

"Struggling is pointless, there's no way you can free yourself," He mocked me before adding, "Scream all you want too. There is no one around for miles."

He had me there. What was I supposed to do though? Give in? I don't think so. I may be a girl but I was no damsel in distress! So, I did the one thing I thought to do at the time…I punched him.

I screamed in pain and tears stung my eyes as my knuckles crunched against his cheekbone. His face didn't even move a fraction of an inch, which was impossible. My left hand went to nurse my right but I flinched and whimpered in pain, knowing I might have broken something.

I noticed that his eyes had widened slightly in surprise, obviously no one tried punching him before, before he started to laugh at my attempt. Tears were streaming down my cheeks but that only seemed to make him laugh harder.

"H-how can you get off on the pain of others," I said truly disgusted while I gasped in pain, "Its sickening."

"No, its pleasurable sweetheart."

As if to accentuate his last comment his hand took hold of my right and he pressed down on my hurt knuckles. I tried and failed to keep the cry from passing my lips and shrunk back into the tree letting the bark scratch at me as I attempted once again to get away from him.

"Now. If you don't mind I'd like to play some more…I know it's rude to play with your food before eating it but it's just so…fun!"

The way he said it and his malicious grin that went with it scared me more then ever and I couldn't help but be reminded of Heath Ledger as the Joker in the Dark Knight.

Not caring about his earlier comment I started to yell out for help as he opened my jacket and ripped my cami down the front. My hands pounded into him, the adrenaline helping me to barely register the pain as they continuously collided with his rock hard chest, only feeling a slight twinge in my right hand.

His laugh stopped and his hand rested against my black bra and bare skin causing me to shiver at the feel of cold. The adrenaline quickly seeped out of me and I had stopped fighting completely. My eyes were shut tight as tears still leaked through while I whimpered in pain from my hands.

A chorus of growls reached my ears and I opened my eyes, turning to look in the same direction this—this thing was looking in. My eyes widened in shock when I saw several massive wolves emerge from the trees. The things hand left my neck and without it there my knees gave out unable to hold me up any longer.

Looking back to the creature in front of me I could see in his red eyes that he was actually scared, and if I weren't so frightened of the situation myself I probably would've smiled and relished the fact that he was now the one up against the tree by his neck…figuratively speaking of course.

The black wolf, the biggest one of the pack, stalked towards the creature as it started to slowly move back before turning and running so fast my mind could hardly register it.

I closed my eyes again as the growls grew louder before the muted pounding of paws against damp earth hit my ears. I slowly opened my eyes to see that most but two wolves had stayed behind their eyes on me. Fear and confusion. Those were the strongest two feelings coursing through me at the moment. Fear, because these were bigger than average wolves standing and staring at me. Confusion, because they hadn't attacked me yet, to eat me as that thing had intended to do.

The silvery gray one took a step towards me and I used my feet and my left hand to push myself back only to once against connect with the tree I was forced against earlier. Damn tree! I looked into the eyes of the gray wolf. Brown connecting with brown. I could see almost human emotion inside of them before they widened in what seemed to be shock as it stared at me.

It was odd since most animals didn't usually keep eye contact with a human for more than a few seconds, but the wolf just stared at me with a strange look in its eyes. The second wolf, brown in color, seemed to laugh, it seemed too human and wolf to be real. The gray wolf just growled menacingly which caused me to gasp waiting for it to attack just before it took off in the direction the other wolves went in the second quickly following suit.

The silence I was left in was almost deafening. After a few minutes I gathered the strength to stand up and start running back to my car. Thankfully it was in the opposite direction from the wolves. At one point I stumbled on a root and fell landing on my side. I cried out when my hand hit the ground.

After what seemed like hours I was finally back in my car with the doors locked. I reached into the glove compartment to find the first aid kit. When I picked it up I finally noticed how bad I was trembling from fear, the pain and slight shock. Opening the kit I tore open the packet holding an ace bandage and wrapped my hand tightly before taking a few minutes to turn the car on with my left hand.

My first day in a new town and I was already going to the hospital. I'm surprised I didn't pass out from the shock of everything I just witnessed. No one in their right mind could imagine all that happened. Hell, it seemed too farfetched for a perfectly insane person to think that up.

How was I supposed to explain what happened without getting thrown into an insane asylum? Well that's easy…lie. But what would I say?

When I finally reached the hospital in Forks I realized then that my cami was ripped in half revealing my bra and stomach. My left hand fumbled with the buttons before I got out of the car and walked strait to the clinic.

Time to lie your ass off Scar…

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