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I thought about a name to another story of mine, and then this name just jumped to my mind,
The Granddaughter Of The Wolf
And everything was so clear then, what I should write and the characters.
Well, a lot of the characters are SM's characters, but there are some that are mine.
Well... tell me what you think. I will keep writing it just if you tell me to, because there's no
point in writing a story when nobody is reading it.
Stories From The Past
Forks, the hell I'm going to live in for the next who knows how many years. It's raining there, almost all the time, and it's cold, the two things I really don't like.
My dad, Quil, lives somewhere around there with my mom, in some old place called La Push. I really didn't understand why he likes this place so much, it's wet and cold, just like Forks.
I'm supposed to graduate next year, and then go live with my father down in La Push.
Forks High School, the worse nightmare ever. I still don't understand why I agreed to come back and go to that school.
I ran away a month ago, leaving my family, home, and tribe behind. The reason was something that changed my life, that my dad talked about every time he could, saying it's the tribe and the most wonderful thing that ever happened to him, and how, because of that, he met my mom and fell in love with her.
I hated them, because of lying to me, saying it will be fine, because of the really none support they could give me, because I was the only one like that, and because I was confused and angry at the same time, a combination that doesn't go so well.
It shook my world, and made it more dangerous for the ones I loved. It made me a monster, a killer, a murderer. It was just as if I was the one from my dad's stories, like I was that one, but bad. And what did I do to deserve this? I was a good girl, listening to my mom and dad, cleaning my room every week, eating vegetables, good student with high grades, not involved in all of the bad things that happened at my school and between my friends, I was good, so why?
My mom, Kathryn, always said I'm a lot like my dad. But it wasn't true, I got my mom's face, cooking talent, voice. But I also got my dad's eyes, high, and hair. So what was I?
I was a monster, of course, but what kind of a monster? A giant wolf? That couldn't be. But I turned into one, every time I got pissed off or something, I turned into a wolf.
So I ran away, away from the monster I was. And it helped, because I didn't turn into a wolf anymore, I just cried, wanting someone to hug me and say that everything is okay.
I walked my way out of the airport in Seattle, only to see my parents waiting for me.
They ran to me, hugging and kissing me.
"Don't do that ever again!" My mother shouted while sobbing into my shoulder.
"I'll try." I said. Tears fell down my face.
I got into their car and we drove off to La Push. The ride was quiet, but comfortable. I was tired and closed my eyes, trying to sleep till we got home.
"Wake up, sweetie, we're home." mom woke me up. I was still in the car, and dad got my bags out and into the house.
I got out of the car and just stood there, in front of the old house, my home.
It was the same, the walls, the windows, the door. Nothing changed while I wasn't here. I was happy for that, but also disappointed because nothing had changed, everything stayed the same even though so much had happened in the past few weeks.
I went up to my room, and crushed on the bed, falling asleep.
I woke up in the middle of the night, and felt the need to talk to my grandfather, Quil. I quietly jumped out of the window in my room, and ran to my grandfather's house.
I knocked on the door, three times. I feared that I would wake my grandfather and grandmother up, but I needed to talk to them.
The door opened, slowly, and my grandmother stood there, smiling.
"We were waiting you." She said. What? How did the know I was going to come?
My grandfather walked to me and gave me a bug hug, I hugged him back, and then I hugged my grandmother.
"Sorry for late hour, but I need to talk to you." I said.
"Come in sweetie." My grandmother, Claire, said.
I entered the old house and sat on the sofa. My grandmother brought me a cup of hot chocolate, like it was already made and was waiting for me.
"Who were your pack, grandpa?" I asked. My grandfather was a werewolf, like me, in a pack.
"Well, we were a lot of men, and one woman. There were two Alphas. It was a very complicated pack. Sam Uley and Jacob Black were the Alphas. The woman was Leah Clearwater. Her brother, Seth Clearwater, was also a werewolf in the pack. There was Jared, and Paul, and Collin and Brady, and Embry and me. That was the pack. And––"
"Jacob Black? I've never heard of him." There was an Alpha that I hadn't heard of? How was that possible? My dad talked about his father's pack since I was a baby.
"He left, with vampires. He imprinted on a half-vampire half-human girl. The girl's mother was his best friend, and I will tell you a little secret about those two."
"Vampires? There are vampires? Real vampires? Those who drinks blood? Really?" I asked. I thought I knew about magic, about myths, but I didn't know anything.
"Yes, there is a lot of them. Do you want me to tell you about them?" My grandfather asked.
"Of course!" I said immediately.
"Well, I saw a lot of vampires, the leaders, also. I met them when I was sixteen. The first I met were 7. they were vegetarian, drink only animals blood. They were the Cullens. The father figure, Carlisle, worked at the hospital. The mother figure was Esme. There were two couples, Alice and Jasper, and Rosalie and Emmett. There was Edward, who fell in love with Bella Swan, a human. She was nice, I knew her when she was human."
"Was human? Does that mean she is a vampire now?" I asked.
"Yes. She fell in love with Edward, too, and they got married, but not before the newborns vampires attacked. Remember when I told you there was a secret about Jacob and his imprint's mother?" I nodded. "Then this mother is Bella Swan, Bella Cullen now. Jacob was in love with Bella. He did not imprint on her, but he loved her. He was heart-broken when she decided to marry Edward.
"Edward and her left for some honeymoon, and when they were back, Bella was pregnant. Very pregnant. She gave birth to a baby girl – Jacob's imprint – who she named Renesmee. Half-human half-vampire baby. Some other vampires wanted to attack them because they thought Renesmee was a danger. The vampires leaders came, too. I met a lot of vampires that day. But the ones I remember the best, are the Cullens. I remember Edward, pale with bronze hair, crooking smile, mind reader, angry most of the times. Bella, long dark brown haired, thoughtful eyes, Edward can't read her mind, she is a shield to powers that related to thoughts. I remember Alice, a pixie like girl, short black hair, jumpy, short, and she is crazy when it comes to fashion, she can see the future, but not us. There is Jasper, tall, looks like a young lion, blond hair, he can control and feel others' emotions. Emmett, a gorilla man, short black curls, well you can know it's him when you see him, let's say that. Rosalie, a freaking model blond, thinks all about herself, you know... a blond." Grandpa and I chuckled. "And there was Carlisle, the blond doctor, and Esme, the brown-haired short mother. Renesmee, Edward and Bella's daughter, has brown eyes and her hair is bronze curls, she can show her mind with a touch, and she's Jacob's imprint. There are the Volturi, the leaders, the royal, Aro, Cause, and Marcus."
"Do they have special powers as well?" I asked.
"Some of them have. The vampire called Marcus can feel bonds, like strong bonds, that are love, or weaker, friendship, or the weakest, hate. Aro can hear every thought that ever flew through your mind if he just touches you. I saw it. Edward, the mind reader, shook hands with Aro and Aro heard then every thought that Edward ever thought, and because Edward was a mind reader, Aro also heard they other people's thoughts."
"Wow." was all I could say.
"Yes, wow. When I met your mother, Nilly, she was just two years old, and I was sixteen. Because I was a werewolf, I couldn't age, so I waited for her, and then, even thought it was very hard thing to do, I decided I won't change into a werewolf again. When you will meet your soul mate, Nilly, I'm sure everything will fall in place for you. I know it's hard to believe now, with all of your confusion, that you will be happy, maybe even the happiest girl in the world, but give it a chance, because the fate is on your side."
"Grandpa, you told me once about the pack, about how you were, but I need to know, when will it happen? The imprinting? When will I turn back into a normal girl?"
"Give it time. When the time comes, you will know." My grandfather ended.
"Thank you." I said and hugged him and my grandmother. "For everything."
"You're welcome whenever you want, honey." my grandmother said.
"And grandpa?" I asked. There was something I wanted, as a werewolf of the family.
"Yes, sweetie?" He asked me.
"Can I have the name Quil?" I wanted this, so much. My grandfather's grandfather was named Quil, and he was a werewolf, and my grandfather, also named Quil, was a werewolf. But I, a girl, the granddaughter, but also a werewolf, doesn't name Quil.
"Of course." My grandfather said. He smiled proudly.
"Thank you." I hugged him again.
"No, thank you, for keeping the name. Nillia Quil Serra Ateara." He said my name slowly, my very long name. But I liked how it sounded. Nillia Quil Serra Ateara.
I left their house and ran back to my own. I fall on the bed, and fall asleep fast.
The morning came faster than it usually did, and I woke up to see the rainy gray La Push.
"Nilly! Wake up! You're going to be late for your first day at school!" I heard mom yelling and knocking at my door.
"Okay! I'm getting dressed!" I shouted back.
I stood up and walked to my closet, taking out a brown shirt and jeans. After I finished with my hair, I walked downstairs.
"Good morning, honey." My dad greeted me and gave me a warm hug.
"'Morning." I said, sitting beside the table.
"We managed to buy this apartment in Forks, you can see it after school."
"Wow dad, thanks!" I tried to sound excited.
After I ate breakfast, I took my bike and drove to school.
I left the bike at the parking lot, tied up so people won't steal it, and walked to my first class. My parents did everything and I already had my schedule for the day.
Some blond guy stopped me, smiling. I wasn't afraid, I knew how to defense myself if I needed to.
"So, you're the new student, Nilly Serra Ateara?"
"Nillia Quil Serra Ateara. But you can call me Nillia." I said.
"Oh, okay, then Nillia, I'm Jack Newton. Nice to meet you." He offered his hand, I shook it.
"Nice to meet you, too." I said.
I walked to class, it was boring. How could school be more boring every year?
Who I sat beside was a girl that just couldn't stop talking to me. Asking me where I was born and who my boyfriends were. Ugh! Her name was Kali Stanly.
"So I guess I will see you tomorrow?" She asked. She was friendly, from the outside, but from the inside, I was sure she is just like every other human school girl.
"Yeah." I said, hurrying the next class.
The rest of the day passed fine. I met a nice girl – for a change – who called Trixie Weber, and another girl who called Jade Nir. I also met a girl called Vanessa Yorkie, and she was a really weird person. The thing that bothered me the most, was the stinky smell all over the school. It was like nothing I've ever smelled, and it was horrible. When I smelled it, my whole body shook, and I was sure I was going to explode, but then one of the girls started talking to me and I calmed down. Nobody else seemed to bother about the smell, just me, so I didn't talk about it.
When we got to the cafeteria, the smell got stronger. It was so bad that I almost felt the need to through up.
And then, on the end of the cafeteria, they sat, and stared at me with wide eyes. I felt too self-conscious, and weird.
These people were beautiful. Very. And they were pale. And I remembered the conversation I had with my grandfather last night. It was them.
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