Resurrection.
Chapter One: Objection.
Another mouthful of vodka swirled down her throat as she pressed her foot down harder on the accelerator. It didn't take long to get from First Beach to the Clearwater residence, but then again she was going at an obnoxious speed at around ten o'clock at night. The roads were empty on the reservation and not just because it was late at night. Oh no, it was because they were all there if not in bed. A vicious snarl resounded in her throat as she slammed on the brakes right infront of her destination. She barely kept her supernatural strength in check as she shoved open the door and tumbled out of the dusty red old Toyota pick-up truck. With a sharp slap she shut the door before downing the remainder of vodka left in the bottle she had swiped. The tall five foot nine woman let out an impressive belch as she chucked the glass bottle away from her and towards the tree line. Upon hearing how loud the burp actually was she let out a series of drunken giggles as she stumbled across the front yard, up the porch steps, and forced her key into the front door's key hole.
Unfortunately Leah's drunken high would not last long. By the time she reached her bedroom on the first floor her werewolf metabolism had burned away all the alcohol, leaving only bitter tears to well up in the corners of her eyes as she began rummaging through her wardrobe for duffel bags. She managed to find two of her dad's old duffel bags he used to use for fishing trips and chucked them onto her bed. Within moments she was her own hurricane as she began taking everything she wanted to keep and putting them inside the duffel bags. Her room looked like a bomb site by the time she was done. She didn't bother even looking in the mirror as she put a hand to the collar of her putrid pale green poofy bridesmaid's dress and tore it from her body. Leah left it in shreds on the floor as she put on a pair of worn out denim cut-offs, a white tank top, and her father's old red, white, and black chequered fishing jacket. She grabbed both duffel bags, one completely full and the other only partially, and jogged down to the ground floor.
Leah dumped the full bag at the bottom of the stairs by the front door before taking the other into the kitchen. Keeping the bag open she left it on the table top before putting in every bottle of alcohol and as much food (well food that didn't need to be frozen or in the fridge and wouldn't go off too quickly) into the duffel bag. She zipped it up swiftly before carrying it back to the front door. Putting it beside the other she dropped her door keys onto the hallway table, used the pen and pad there to scribble a short goodbye note, and then carried both bags out to her truck. She dumped them in the passenger seat and passenger seat's footwell, before sitting in the driver's seat herself. Wiping the tears from her face, she blinked furiously as she turned the engine back on and listened with glee to the roar of it just as Shakira's song 'Objection' began blaring through her speakers. She took a few moments to let the song sink into her mind, letting the tune hum through her veins, before slamming her foot onto the accelerator high heels and all.
A hysterical laugh bubbled out of her throat as she sped past the 'Welcome to La Push' sign and tore through Forks. It was as she passed the 'Welcome to Forks' sign that she heard a thud and felt her truck bounce but since she had just taken out a bottle of Tequila from one of the duffel bags she just assumed she had hit a bump in the road. Using her teeth she yanked off the bottle's top, shoved the bottle into a cup holder not built to hold such an item, and then yanked off the putrid pale green high heels she had been forced to wear to the wedding of Sam and Emily. The exact same wedding that not only was supposed to be hers, the exact same god damn day she had planned it for, but of course perfect Emily announced she was god damn pregnant at the reception. Snarling in fury, Leah rolled down her window and threw the heels out of it, yelling 'Good riddance!' as she did so before yanking the tequila bottle out of its home. Emily had gotten everything Leah had loved and coveted. It wasn't bad enough they fucked behind her back long before Leah caught them at it and dumped Sam (what choice did she have? She had some self respect) but no... Emily just had to steal everything.
She stole Sam, the house, her wedding day, the wedding day itself, the rings, and now the babies. That was her god damn life! The worst thing though was that everyone supported it! Just because of bloody imprinting her mother had been entirely on Emily's side, the freaking Elders hadn't batted an eyelash, and the Pack... Leah snarled viciously just at the reminder of it. The Pack had thought she was the one in the wrong. The bitter harpy. Well, if thats what they thought of her she had made god damn sure she was best bitter harpy and bitch she could be! A smirk rose on her alcoholic wet lips at that thought. She had been so relieved when Jacob had seperated from the main pack and created his own. Sure, he was just a kid but it was an out she had needed. Anything to get out of Sam's and the other Pack member's heads. She had used the excuse of protecting Seth as just that - an excuse to leave Sam's Pack and join Jacob's. For a while she thought Jacob had understood her though. They had gotten so close, and as much as she hated it she had thought maybe... just maybe they could have a proper future together. She was a female wolf after all, an Alpha if her wolf had any say (that and her own god damn pride), and Jacob was an Alpha wolf himself. The Alpha pair was supposed to mate together when it came to wild wolves, and well lets face it... Jacob's muscles were something to drool over. Then he imprinted and her single chance at possible happiness in La Push was gone. All because of a half vampire hybrid for god's sake!
Pouring a mouthful of tequila in her mouth and down her throat, Leah pushed her truck faster as she neared the city of Seattle. Leaving the reservation had been a long time coming. She refused to stay there and rot. The hybrid was safe, the Volturi had left, and the two Packs had nothing but usual patrols to worry about it. It was the perfect time to leave. If Jacob, Alpha heir, could imprint on a vampire hybrid of all things then god damn it she could imprint too! There had to be other wolves out there and she was going to find them. It may take a while but at the end of the day Leah refused to selfless any longer. She was not going to let Sam, or Emily, or anyone else in this fucked up world keep her down. She was Leah fucking Clearwater. Before she was done she'd have the whole god damn world bowing at her feet.
Leah blinked a few times as she spotted the sun finally start to rise in the horizon as she sped out of Seattle. She was surprised the city was so damn big and she had gotten so far in just one night. That and she had been drinking alcohol for the majority of it whilst speeding and thus far she either hadn't had any police see her breaking the law or she had out run them without even knowing it. She shrugged it off, deciding she'd just keep going until she found a motel of sorts. She knew she'd have to sleep sometime, and as far as she had come tonight she was pretty sure even if either of the Packs chased after her (which she doubted they would unless it was out of a twisted sense of 'duty' and not because they actually wanted her there) they wouldn't find her. They'd probably end up loosing her trail in Seattle. That place stunk to high heaven, whether you had heightened senses or not in Leah's opinion.
It was half an hour later she came across a motel on the side of a road, and thus stopped there to rent a room for the day. It was run down, and she was pretty sure this place would never even get one star if rated, but the bed smelt clean so Leah laid down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep holding onto one of the four pillows on the large double sized bed.
She didn't stir for hours, and when she did it was because of her stomach. A heavenly scent wafted into her nostrils, causing her stomach to growl before she wearily blinked her eyes in an attempt to properly wake up. Confusion weighed heavily on her mind since she should not be able to smell anything good in the run down motel she had fallen asleep in, and yet she smelt a traditional fully cooked breakfast - lots of it. Rolling onto her back she groaned in pure annoyance before she shoved herself up a little on her elbows. What she saw surprised even her.
Seth. Her little brother. He was sat at the small table with two werewolf sized plates of breakfast food. It took Leah a while for her brain to catch up.
"God damn it Seth! You jumped onto the truck whilst I was driving?!"
She growled, jumping off the bed and onto her feet whilst he merely beamed over at his big sister happily.
"Of course I did. I wasn't gonna let you go exploring without me. We're a team. Where you go, I go!"
He responded excitedly, using rather large hand and arm gestures as he went.
For a moment Leah glared at Seth whilst he just smiled happily back in a sort of stare-off before Leah gave in and dragged herself over to the table where she took a seat opposite her brother.
"Fine. No one followed you?"
Leah asked, raising an eyebrow his way. When he nodded she gave a nod back before starting to eat her breakfast provided by Seth - although god knows where he found it. Surely the motel didn't have a decent cafe in it? Either way she was actually thankful for the meal and Seth. Honestly, the only person she'd truly miss from the reservation would have been her little brother. He'd been her world, more so since Sam dumped her, and although it must have been years since she said it she truly did love the kid. Maybe having this adventure with him would be a good thing. Upon finishing her meal, including a couple cups of English tea, she glanced up at Seth with a small but fond smile as she forced herself not to think about what had happened the night before.
"Lets go."
She said firmly, leaving it absolutely clear that she was in charge of this two-man escape, before heading for the door. She heard Seth skip after her, and shook her head at his perkiness, before dumping the room key off at reception. By the time she reached the truck Seth was already inside, sat on the passenger seat with her duffel bags put in-between them on the long bench seat with an extra backpack which must be what Seth used to pack his stuff into. Leah sighed for a moment at the sight before getting inside, turning the engine on, and drove back onto the dusty road.
"We'll start by passing through whatever National Forest we can find. If there is any others of our kind out there they'll want the space and privacy of one to phase. The closest one to here besides the Olympia National Forest is one at Gifford Pinchot National Forest which is near by Vancouver and Portland. There are a few State Parks out there too, so it'll be a good place to start."
Leah informed Seth as she made her way towards route twelve.
"Sounds good. So... we're looking for our imprints?"
Seth asked, curiousity shining in his innocent big brown eyes. Leah sighed, rolling her eyes in annoyance although she wasn't sure if it was real or fake annoyance towards her little brother.
"Yes. If our true Alpha can imprint on a half vampire hybrid baby, then god damn it mine is out there too, and clearly he isn't coming to me. I refuse to stay in that backwater town being looked down on. Its high time the world realised just who Leah Clearwater is, and I'm not gonna stop until I've found my imprint, gotten pregnant with my own pups, and rubbed in the tribe's faces just what they lost."
She growled, fire burning in her brown eyes as the truck picked up speed with every word she spoke. Seth, although not afraid for his life but concerned about his sister, clung to his arm rest a little as he watched her wearily. It was definately a good thing he had come along. Leah clearly needed him around to keep her out of trouble and maybe a little grounded.
Still, this should be fun.
Author's Note: Although I have done research about places and such through google on America, please note I do not live there nor have been there much and when I have its usually in Davenport and to the theme parks. Therefore, I'd like you all to remember this if I happen to make any mistakes on roads, places, parks, forests, etc. My research will strictly be on city/town/village names that appear on the route from Forks to Shreveport, so forgive me if I have put in a store, building, house, motel, or such in a place that isn't there - both in the RL world, and the fictional ones of True Blood/SVM & Twilight. Thankyou! On another note, this is AU (well it is a crossover!) and so with the differences between species (mainly the vamps) has been hard to smooth over. Basically, don't poke holes in my solutions/explanations, and just have fun reading the story! I read an awesome Alcide/Leah TwilightxSVM/TrueBlood crossover story, and was so inspired I thought to do one of my own. Leah deserves a hell of a lot more then what she got, and thus this is my attempt to resolve that little issue. Enjoy!