I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT WHAT SO EVER! STEPHANIE MEYER RIGHTFULY GETS ALL THE CREDIT! I OWN NOTHING!

Okay, people. This is my first Twilight story in a long while, so I might be a little rusty on it, but please bear with me for a little bit. I promise I'll warm up to it;) And, just to let you guys know, this is my FIRST M rated fanfic EVER! Please be nice with the criticism. I don't know what to expect;) Thank you and review!

Chapter 1

War

The only thing I could hear was the rapid sound of my breathing and the five pairs of footfalls just behind me. I pushed myself further, trying to keep them close enough so that they could continue chasing me, but far enough that they couldn't catch me. I knew that I could have taken them, but the pack wanted a taste of cold, hard vampire blood. Who was I to deny them? We were brought together through unfortunate circumstances. Through this damn war. We were so much alike just by the way we were trying to survive.

C'mon, Jacob! Sam shouted in my head. You're almost there!

I could feel that I was getting closer and closer to the ambush spot, so I ran faster, eager to get this over with. The five vampires that were chasing me weren't very old. Maybe just a few months. Their eyes were still a vivid blood red that chilled me to the very marrow of my bones. I could tell that they were freshly recruited. I glanced back over my shoulder at them, making sure that they were keeping up. They were. And I was thankful that they were too stupid to realize that their new lives are about to come to an abrupt end.

When I turned my head frontward again, I caught a glimpse of black and grey. My lips pulled back in a disturbed smile. Let the party start. Suddenly, an opaque shape shot out from the trees around us. It was followed by a brown shape and then a grey one. They ran by me and raced towards the five leeches chasing me. I twirled around and joined the fight, wanting nothing more than to rid this earth of five more vile creatures.

I latched onto one. She was the only female of the group. She had dark brown hair that pulled tightly into a French braid. She looked to be in her mid-twenties to early thirties. With as much force as I could muster, I ripped her right arm off with a shrill metallic scraping sound. Her response was a harsh shriek. Her right hand came around to claw at my face. Her nails were embedded into my cheek, but I refused to let got. A flash of grey raced past me and the woman yelled out in pain again. Her grip on my face eased and I wrenched from her grasp. I spotted Embry biting at her tennis shoes. His claws were currently digging into her chest.

Don't just stand there like a damn idiot, he shouted at me. Take her down!

I nodded in assent as I leapt forward and grasped her head firmly between my teeth. With one sharp pull, it came off effortlessly. The body fell to its knees as soon as Embry let go if it. I threw the head into the growing pile of twitching vampire limbs. I helped Embry strip the body to bite size pieces and threw them along with the head. I sat down with a huff when I realized that that was it. No more vampires. I heard a quiet switching sound and found Jared with a lighter in his hand. He lit the finger of a dismembered hand and soon the entire pile was engulfed in a sweet-smelling black smoke that rose into the air. I huffed as I flopped onto my stomach.

It has been a long day today for me. I snuck into the city by myself, though Sam kept urging me to bring someone along with me, but I refused. The fewer werewolves involved the better. When I was within the immense city, I quickly dove into an alley that was conveniently nestled between two large buildings. I was hoping that my scent wouldn't give me off too soon. I watched as humans walked by me, completely oblivious as to what could be hiding in the shadows. I was thankful that they didn't have as keen senses as the leeches did. Humans were trained to fear werewolves. They were taught that if they ever spotted one, they were to inform an authority figure as soon as possible, or they would be severely punished.

I continued to watch the pitiful humans. I was feeling a small amount of remorse for them. They were slaves in the literal. They were owned by those vampires. Leeches controlled every aspect of their lives. When they ate, slept, spoke, everything. Hell, they weren't even allowed to go the bathroom without consent from their Masters. It made me sick to my stomach. Of course, they way humans were treated was nothing like they way captured werewolves were handled. From all the stories I was told, they were treated like dirt. Lower than dirt. Though it was forbidden to hit a human—if it weren't for humans, they wouldn't even be able to live. Why hurt your only means of nutrition and supplement?—with werewolves, it was free game. They were slapped, punched, kicked, anything in the book except biting. Werewolves were slaves, too.

I hated it.

I crept out cautiously from the alleyway I was concealed in when the streets were cleared. It was pretty late out. It had to be at least ten 'o clock. Slaves were forbidden to be out after 10:30. That was how I was noticed in the first place. The group of five was standing outside a boutique when they saw me. They knew exactly what I was with one glance and they were soon giving chase. I ran into the neighboring trees as fast as I could. I phased into wolf when I was under the protective cover leaves overhead. The rest was history.

I sighed as I heard footfalls coming in my direction. I opened my eyes, unaware that I even closed them, to find Sam walking toward me. I sighed again as I phased back to human. I stood up to face Sam, vaguely aware that I was nude from bursting out of my clothes when I started to run.

"Nice job, Jacob," Sam complimented me. I nodded my thanks as I continued to look around. Everything looked to be in order. No vampires in sight. Just like it should be. I turned my attention back to Sam. He was watching me closely, his face expressionless.

"Thanks," I muttered. I shook my head in growing anger. "Though I didn't plan on tearing up five vamps, it was a very pleasant surprise." My contentment for ridding the five leeches weren't evident in my annoyed face. It wasn't what I had in mind at all. I actually had my mind set on a rescue mission. Having five…things chase me was not on my things-to-do-today list, that's for sure.

Sam seemed to understand this. He rested his hand on my shoulder and spoke to me in a placating tone. "I know, Jacob," he spoke softly, even though everyone had such acute hearing that there was no doubt they couldn't hear him. "But we'll get him soon. You can reassure yourself. You just have to be patient and what a few more days."

I growled lowly. "A few days might be too late, Sam," I reminded him.

"He might already be a goner," a voice spoke up. I whipped my head around to find Leah staring at us.

"What?" I asked her, my patience already wearing thin.

"I said," Leah muttered. "Quil might already be a goner." Her words were slow like I didn't have a hope in hell to understand her.

"How can you say that?" I asked her, my voice a muffled growl. "He's my best friend and part of your pack."

Leah continued to stare at me, her chin length hair swaying in the breeze slightly. "I'm just facing reality, Jacob," she stated in a calm voice. "If Quil is dead, then I will be able to brace myself with whatever need be. You're just in denial."

"No one said anything about Quil being dead in the first place," a voice yelled out. I turned around to find Embry glaring at Leah, his face contorted into a mask of pain and rage. Leah just shrugged it off.

"Fine. Suit yourselves. But if he does wind up dead and battered into a bloody pulp, don't come crying to me."

"Leah, enough," Sam growled. "I don't want to hear anything concerning Quil unless it's a plan to bring him back home," he turned his cold glare on Leah. "Alive."

Leah rolled her black eyes and walked towards the trees.

"Let's go home, guys," Sam muttered. I phased along with everyone else and started to run towards out safe haven. Our home. It was a large cave nestled into the rocks of the mountains surrounding us. Since the vampires took the comfy houses and buildings in the towns and cities, we were forced into the wild woods and deserts. Not that we minded. We quite enjoyed it actually.

We learned quickly that the La Push Pack wasn't the only pack of werewolves around. We met numerous of other packs trying to survive the best they could to the best of their abilities. We were shocked to find more wolves running around the state of Washington. And the extent of werewolf inhabitants crossed over the state's borders. We found numerous packs in Texas, Colorado, Wyoming, and even Florida. We were astonished, to say the least. And we kept in touch with them whenever we needed. We were all brothers and sisters in this war between werewolf and vampire. Leah was as happy as hell to learn that there were more female werewolves running around.

But even having the extended family of wolves didn't rid me of my unhappiness and sorrow. Nothing has been the same since Quil got captured. Whose fault was it? Well, that depended on many factors. I was the one that pushed forward in my task of bringing more vampires out of their hiding place so that they could be killed even though my gut instinct told me to drop my plan and run. It was Embry that wanted to go into the most vampire populated city known. And it was Quil that wanted to stay and fight when the numbers were too great for any of us to handle.

I closed my eyes as I thought of Quil's panic-stricken face as the vampires jumped on him, forcing him to the ground. I remembered feeling the heavy guilt as I forced Embry back from saving him. I wanted nothing more than to slam into that growing pile of hissing parasites and pull one of my best friends out and run to our safe place. I knew I couldn't, though. I had to turn my back on him as Embry and I ran back to the cave.

That was exactly one week ago.

I had everything planned out. Everything was set for me to get in, find Quil, and get out. I royally fucked that up. Now Quil was going to have to wait at least one more week the pack to formulate another plan.

God, life sucked balls right now.

So…what do you think? Again, this is my first Twilight fanfic in a long while. And my first M rated fanfic. I would LOVE if you reviewed and tell me what you think. Reviews boost my self-confidence drastically;) REVIEW!