Victoria has amassed her army of young, strong vampires in the battleground states to seek revenge for James's death, but her actions have unforeseen consequences. A new pack has emerged, and follows the army to Forks, WA. Jacob/Werewolf OC. Story from Rosalie & The Blue Jeans.

My alarm buzzed and almost simultaneously I let out a groan.

I knew I had forgot to do something.

"Baby! Turn that damned thing off!" Geez, Daddy was loud this morning

"Sorry, sorry!"

I hopped out of the shower and threw on a robe before dashing into my bedroom to whack the alarm.

I was a bit miffed about being yelled at, even though I knew I did kind of deserve it and Daddy wasn't really mad at me. If was just that, as the youngest child and only girl, I was usually coddled, not fussed at.

Not that I ever did anything out of line to warrant being fussed at anyway.

I went back to my bathroom to blow dry my hair and dress for the day before bounding downstairs and into the kitchen.

Ollie, the giant orange cat I had found near the dumpsters at the local restaurant, meowed up at me from his spot on top of the microwave.

"Good mornin' to you, too," I cooed at him before scooping him up and carrying him to his dish where I emptied his standard can of cat food. While he ate I dumped his water bowl, washed the bottom out, and refilled it. I scratched his ears again. Before pulling open the unlocked front door and making my way to the barn.

"Mornin' Keg. Mornin' Whiskey."

Daddy's coon dogs thumped their tails in response, knowing my presence generally meant food. I filled their bowls and refreshed their water before preparing Grey's feed bag. He was the orniest horse their ever was, but we had an understanding with each other. As long as I didn't try to make him do something he didn't want to do, he would let me feed him. He was Daddy's horse, and Daddy was the only one that could ride him.

Milkdud, on the other hand, was as gentle as could be. Eugene's mare had given birth to Milkdud, and, because I'd begged and pleaded, my brother let me have the little foal for my own.

After feeding all the animals, I went back inside to feed the humans.

Frank stumbled down the stairs just as I was putting breakfast on the table.

"My, my, don't we look all refreshed this mornin'," I teased.

He flipped me off in response, sat down a poured himself a glass of orange juice. This was normal behavior for Frank, the younger of my two brothers. He never could seem to wake up before noon, and usually stayed in a surly mood til that time.

"I'm gonna get gone," I told him as I slung my backpack of my shoulder, "Make sure Daddy and 'Gene eat before the food's cold. See you at school."

He grunted in my general direction and I grabbed a couple ham biscuits before dashing out the door.

My sixteenth birthday present was a 4x4 the size of a tank, and that was what I drove to school this morning. Frank refused to carpool, even though Daddy insisted that was the better option. Not that he was worried about the environment, he was just a bit protective. I think it was mostly due to him raising me own his own since Mama passed when I was a itty bitty thing. But Frank, as a senior, didn't have a first period, and their was no way he was going to get up earlier to hang out at school.

I downed the biscuits on the half hour drive to school. The high school was the only one in the county, and was a whole other town over in Stuart. I was running ahead of time and was still hungry, so I stopped at the closest gas station. Casey, a boy from my English class, was parked at one of the pumps and waved energetically at me, as did Joe, the gas station attended pumping Casey's gas. I smiled at him and waved back before entering the store.

"Well good mornin', Baby," Clark greeted from behind the counter.

"Mornin' Clark. Sadie got the grill open yet?" Sadie was Clark's wife and the head cook at the little grill in the back of the store.

"Sure does, you miss breakfast this morning?"

I usually wasn't such a big eater, but lately it seemed like I was never full. I knew better to say this of course. People in a place this small were real friendly, but everybody knew everybody and gossip spread like wild fire. If I commented on my increase in appetite I was sure everybody would be talking about how I was surely pregnant by this evening, no matter that I've never did anything more than share a goodbye kiss on my front porch, and not many of them. So I just nodded at Clark with a smile and walked to the grill. I didn't even glance at the menu, it hadn't change since the grill opened, which was back before my time.

"Could I get a bacon sandwich?"

"Sure sweetie," Sadie replied with a smile, "Tomato and mayo, right?"

"Of course."

I flipped through an Avon catalog while Sadie cooked. She was done quickly and wished me a good day after ringing me up.

I waved to both Joe and Clark on my way out the front. They were in mid-conversation and didn't see me, but it would have been rude not to make the effort.

I finished my sandwich just as I pulled into the school parking lot.

I rushed to make it to my homeroom class, dreaded algebra. I hated math with a passion and it didn't help that I the class was mostly girls. For some reason, probably the effects of being raised in a house with three guys and no female influence, most of the girls didn't seem to like me, a few were polite, but I didn't really have any female friends.

I slid into my seat and braced myself for the on coming torture. I wasn't bad at algebra, I had no trouble working the problems, and for that reason Mr. Sheppard called on me at least once a day. If he didn't I probably won't mind the class as much, I would just sit and doodle, but instead I had to work all the problems, just in case.

Algebra was spent as the longest hour and forty-five minutes of my day. After the bell finally rang and I was making my way to English I felt very suddenly sick.

Very, very sick. Like my insides were being ripped apart.

"Baby? Are you okay?" The voice was distorted and sounded so very far away.

My skin was too tight, it felt like something was trying to escape from inside me.

The last thing I heard was a scream before I blacked out.

A/N: I know this is an extemely short first chapter, but I just wanted it to end here for cliff-hanger purposes. See ya'll next chapter!