Summary Can two shapeshifters imprint on eachother? Would it resemble a imprinted relationship between a shapshifter and a human?
Disclaimer I Dont Own Twilight Obviously. I dont own any characters. But this plot is definatly original. And all mine... All other mention stories and songs lyrics that may be used later on is not my own.
when two are one by atreyu is the Theme song for this story. (But will not always fit in with the chapters anywhoo heres a snippet of the song)
"...Drawn Together
Painter's brush stroke
Sleight of hand, we
We won't go up in smoke
Fates colliding
Love undying
Like the rising tide
Beating hearts grow but never die
To simplify
I'll stand by your side
Close my eyes
Hope will never die..."
Embry's Introduction
It's been a month since the epic battle was to take place. Don't get me wrong I'm glad everything worked out. My best friend in this whole world will finally have peace and tranquility. For the most part, in the sense that now he could enjoy life with his Nessie. I'm glad he has found someone, after such heartbreak. Both internal and external battle between himself, Bella Swan, and the Edward Cullen to get to where he is.
All the pack is safe and happy there's so much love, that a person like me has to admire from afar. I will never have a imprint, I just know it. I have been cursed from the moment I was conceived. See I am one half Quileute my mother does not belong to this tribe. She is forever to be a outcast. Never to be accepted. You can say her life is like that of character Hesther Pryne and I'm her Pearl of The Scarlet Letter. My mother was the talk of town when she turned up pregnant and unmarried, With no eligible men her age around the tribe, she was obviously the other woman to some other woman's unfaithful husband. She was an adulterous and she tried hard to shield me from the hate.
My mother in only socialized with one family who open there hearts and ignore what others thought of their relationship. The Black's you can say that Jake, and I grew up thinking of one another as brother. Billy(the Chief) was nothing more but a uncle like figure, and Sarah was the "aunt" that I loved. My mother would work and Sarah, would watch me. My mother needed to be both my mother and my father. I am really protective of her. We grew up close, even if there is one secret I can't tell her.
I've never asked who my father was because with the pain he caused my mother I could care less. I will never search for him It was his fault I had to grow up feeling insecure and got belittle from everyone. I never told anyone that I always felt like scum in the presence of the Black's. I felt like I was a part of them but the bigger part of me felt I was just a charity case. The Blacks are well respected they are what this tribe looks to as royalty. Here I was the bastard child that they helped raised when my mother was working odd jobs. That would leave me only let me spend two hours with her and an hour of those two were spent with me getting ready for bed.
I'm Growing older now so I am slowly feeling like I found a place where I belong. Even if it is just being that intruding guy who hangs around other people with family of their own.
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EmoE