Hazel
Seth felt a pull on patrol near the highway when he saw a motorcycle accident. But he never expected to imprint on the motorist who have no memories except a tattoo on her neck that read, Hazel. Can Seth help her remember or the cause of her amnesia, get to her.
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It's like screaming and no one can hear...
You almost feel ashamed that someone could be that important, that without them, you feel like nothing.
No one will ever understand how much it hurts...
You feel hopeless, like nothing can save you.
And when it's over and it's gone, you almost wish that you could have all that bad stuff back so you can have the good.
-Rihanna
Chapter 1: Accident
It was 2011 and Seth was bored out of his mind ever since the Black pack went on pause. In terms of imprinting on a Vampire baby! Seth doesn't blame Nessie, no; he loved her like a little sister. But the Cullens moved to Alaska last year; for reason involving how they can't age. So with Jacob gone, Leah was in command. However, she decided that the pack should finished school. So now Embry, Quil, and Leah are at community college and poor Seth was stuck on the Rez finishing high school. And worst, held back a year. So while the pack is away for college, and no Cullens to protect. He allied with Sam, sure they have communication problems. Seth learned how to physically communicate with Sam; so the pair up during patrols. The kid had obligation, but focused on teaching the young wolves.
Anyway, Seth groans and got off the couched when the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Seth, its Sam. Are you up for a round of patrol?"
"Sure: what location and perimeter?" That's how they plan on patrol, the location and distant. Getting the information, Seth ran out into the woods, tied his clothes to his leg and thought negative. He thought of his dad's death and Riley attacking his friends. Immediately, he phased and started to run. It felt weird to him, alone with himself, when responding he gets echo. A peaceful and yet creepy abyss, sometimes he talks to himself, bad mouth or relief some stress and get away with it.
As he ran, he felt a strange pull; it was strong that out of curiosity he follows it. Pass La Push; pass Forks, close to the highway near Port Angeles. The pull grew stronger, except each step he took his stomach churn. Something bad is going to happen, something bad indeed.
'Help, please somebody.' A soft female voice whispered in pain.
Seth stopped skidding on the dirt. 'Hey, is somebody there?'
'Help . . . please?' she called out. 'I can't . . . move.'
'Hold on, where are you?'
'Help,'
Whoever it was, was seriously injured that she couldn't focus straight. Seth concentrated towards the person mind, to see through her eyes. She was on the ground, near on the road, parts and pieces of automobile parts everywhere, as blood linger in view.
'Oh God, she's hurt!'
Seth continued to run, forward and faster, questioning what was happening?
Was she a wolf that phased and got hit by a car?
Seth found her location, about twenty miles off from the closes gas station. But the scene was not he expected. He thought there would be a wolf in the road and a crashed car in a tree. No, for what he saw was a motorcycle accident. A motorcycle crashed into a tree and the motorist laid under, wearing leather with a reflexes vest and a white helmet that had angel wings on it. He could smell gas and blood; quickly he phased, put on his clothes and went towards the accident. He lifted the motorcycle off the person in response of hearing a groan.
She was alive.
Seth knowing from the packs experiences on bike's, quickly laid the rider on her pack and removed her jacket and helmet so she can breathe. But stopped, there was blood; a small circular hole dented into her right shoulder. 'Did someone shot her?"
"Hey, wake up, c'mon wake up." Seth said, in a little pain hidden in his voice.
He gently tapped her face, in response her eyes open. Seth breathed hitched, as he stared at her hazel eyes. They were wry as if she were crying along empty and abandon. Except; that didn't catch the sandy wolf attention. No, emotion pool, the colors of earth and water fused together. His worry stopped, a heat engulfed him like warmth of a blanket pulled out of the dryer.
Fresh warmth.
From what he loved and trusted shattered, as he came undone and stared into the loners eyes. The urge to; protect and love for this mysterious girl? Everything that made him - his love for his mother and sister, the commitment to his pack, agreement to his other brother, the friendship to the Cullens, his home, anything of the important – tear from him with just a single gazed. She not knowingly took place, she with no name, she who was bleeding, she who called out to him in need. Only her, his name, and who he is. Had the great spirits thought it was time to bring her to him? A chance that so many of his kind desire. If not fear the circumstances of the predicament outcome?
His inner wolf growled.
Someone harmed his actual reason to live.
The girl sighs and closed her eyes as a lone tear fell. Seth caught it while his wolf whimpers. Quickly, he checks her clothing to find her cell phone and dial 911.
"911, what is your emergency?" asked the police woman.
"Um, there's been a motorcycle accident outside of port Angeles about twenty miles from the gas station." Seth replied calm.
"Is anyone hurt sir?"
"The motorist she's unconscious and bleeding really badly."
"Alright, are you hurt?"
Yes, ". . . No,"
"Good, an ambulance will be on their way, please remain calm and keep the person elevated away from heavy duty." The officer on the line said. Seth did and the woman hung up. Quickly, he called Sam to drive a car here to make it look coincidence that the found an accident. Sam said he's on his way making it before the ambulance and cops came.
The Emergency medical technician quickly set the girl on the gurney trying not to add damage to the bullet wound. Seth joined them in the vehicle while holding her hand. His wolf couldn't leave her.
"Sir, do you know her name?" one of the EMT's asked, adding oxygen masked over her face to breathe. The male EMT applied pressure onto the bullet wound to prevent the bleeding.
"No," Seth breathed.
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Seth waited outside the ER, with his mother who got out of her shift and accompany Seth in wait. It's been three hours since the EMT's took her away. Three long hours! That was when Dr. Cullens came out.
"Seth, I have good news and bad news." Carlisle said, "The good news is, she made it. The bullet wound did not severe her lungs or arties. However, without a medical history or name; we can't run further test or surgery."
"How bad is she, Dr. Cullen?" Sue asked while rubbing her son's back.
"A broken leg, few cracked ribs, and a concussion." Carlisle answered. "We are running her finger prints through data base. A stander precaution: to see who she is. Until then, by her appearance of minor age; I'll take custody in her health." Seth growled, not on purpose, just impulse. Carlisle stepped back, "Seth, I understand your circumstances. But to inform you, she'll be staying at the hospital not my house. Full time watch by other doctors and medical staff."
Seth sighed looking down, "Sorry Dr. C. it's just, I imprinted on her."
"I know," Carlisle said patting his shoulder, "I know."
"Can I see her?" Seth begged.
"She's not conscience for she's under a small chemical induce coma. Maybe your presences may bring her closer." Carlisle said, as he lead Seth and Sue to the private recovery room. The girl was rolled in by a nurse finished setting up the monitor and IV system into the patients arm. An oxygen mask over her swollen face with medical tape over her eyes. The sight was horrific to Seth, to see his imprint lay there vulnerable defenseless. It made him want to hold her in his arms and never let go.
"Visiting hours is until six," Carlisle said and left.
Instantly, Seth pulled up a chair and sat by her side gazing into her appearance. She was tall and lean as her skin was paled and blotch with bruises. She had chin length light brown hair. Her nose was thin and her cheekbone sculpts, lips thin and a slim jaw line her face almost like a baby.
"Hazel," Sue whispered as she stared at the girls arm.
A tattoo stained her left forearm in cursive writing Hazel with a hazelnut leaf rested by the L. Seth saw this and awe, Hazel. Maybe that was her name; hazel nut color hair and hazel eyes.
Hazel