This is my first Fanfic!! So I hope that you all really like it. If it was not for Auphora66 I would have not started writing this story, because I just didn't know how to start it and everything else. So I give a big thanks to her. Also go read her stories that are really good.

Disclaimer: I do not own Embry -he belongs to Stephanie Meyer

Embry's (POV)

It's been two years since we had to deal with those leeches. We got Jacob back a year ago after he ran off because that bloodsucker sent him an invitation to the wedding. It was hard, having to watch your best friend -your brother- go through that kind of pain. He's gotten over it, and now he is back with his family were he is supposed to be.

The sound of Sam's orders pulled me out of my own thoughts. I shifted into business mode; there was a vampire to take down. "Paul, Jared, Leah, Brady, and Collin go after him from the south side." Sam's low voice rang through our connected minds. "While I, Jacob, Quil, Embry, and Seth take the north."

We were beginning to close in on the leech; we've been running after him for about fifteen minutes, and now we have him just where we wanted. At least I hope we truly had him where we wanted him; we would get so close to catching him and the little bugger would just disappear. Kind of ironic with the fog. Of course, the bloodsucker was so pale he blended in with the low cloud. It was all really irritating. Determination filled up the insides of me and my pack brothers. Our claws dug into the soft soil; pushing us forward faster as we chased after the sickeningly sweet scent. The forest was just a misty green blur as I tried to go faster; eager to catch the monster in human form.

As the seconds passed, we got closer and closer, the too-sweet scent got stronger. Then I spotted a movement of pale a couple hundred yards ahead. Instinctively, my pack brothers shifted their movements to form a circle around him; predators upon their prey. As we closed in, we saw that the vampire was a male with a lean build; his dark blonde hair was caked in mud as was his clothes. His eyes were black, marking his need for blood. Our muscles tensed, ready to lunge at the bloodsucker and tear him to pieces. In a blur, he charged at me. I crouched to spring but he quickly darted to the side and jumped over me, using the tree beside me to give him some more air. I was on his heels when the boundary line came; I nearly sat on my butt to stop in time. Anger surged through each of us; low growls rumbled in our throats at our failed attempt to catch him.

Sam's thoughts turned to orders, "We are all patrolling tonight, that way we'll be prepared if he does come back."

The pack took off all in different directions to start patrolling. So much for movie night; I had been looking forward to the boxes of pizza and bowls of popcorn with a couple of ridiculous movies. Guess it'll have to be rescheduled.

"I'm getting that new part for the rabbit tomorrow." Jacob reminded. He was really excited about it.

I might have to drop by and make sure you two aren't getting too cozy.

Jacob trotted up to me and nipped at my shoulder before I could move away. I laughed, although it sounded more like a cough. The damage his sharp teeth inflicted disappeared within a few seconds, due to the fact that he hadn't bitten me too hard and that healing was something that came easily for werewolves. I heard Collin compliment his precision, Brady nodded in agreement. If they keep complimenting him, his head will fill up with the hot air of an ego. Jacob ignored my commentary -because he knew I was just joking- and thanked them.

"I'm babysitting Claire the day after tomorrow." Quil put in.

"I guess the movie night will have to wait until next week." Jacob sighed. He was planning to make upgrades for the rabbit all of this week anyway, with the exception of his shifts for patrol.

"Wait, isn't Emily barbequing next week?" Quil asked. Drool nearly dripped out of my mouth at the mentioning of a barbeque. Emily's ribs were the best food on the planet…

"Don't think about barbeques. I'm starving over here." Seth whined, his stomach empty because he hadn't eaten before patrol.

"You should have eaten before we left." Leah said.

They began to argue. I was on Seth's side; that boss was a hard one to beat -you can't just turn off the console when you're close to beating it. I stopped to sniff the ground, seeing if the bloodsucker was following some sort of pattern. Nope. Nada. The fog wasn't really helping my findings, but it did relieve a little bit of the burning in my nose that the too-sweet scent caused. I continued to run, my muscles working with hardly any effort. I felt the plush glass turn into rough asphalt beneath my paws. I noticed a murky light coming from the fog; by the time I realized what it was, I was too late.

Madelynn's (POV)

It's been a year since his death and I'm still not over him. What is wrong with me?

I had to get out of that place; I couldn't take it any longer. Everything there reminded me of him and everything that we did together; it hurts still just to think about it. Now I'm escaping to La Push; an Indian reservation in Washington. I thought it would be best to go to a place that was different from Texas, so I wouldn't have to wake up every morning and have to be reminded he was gone…

I caught my reflection in the rear-view mirror. I had dark circles beneath my dark brown eyes. I haven't slept well in a year. Maybe La Push will give me a peace of mind for once and let me sleep soundly. My face was paler than its natural tan, making the dark circles beneath my eyes only more visible. My dark brown hair was up in a messy bun -no point in looking nice for anyone. All in all, I looked like crap. This past year hadn't been kind.

I saw the welcome sign for La Push. I sighed in relief; I had been driving for days, only stopping to rest and get gas. I had wanted to get here as fast as I could to leave the past behind me. I returned my attention to the road. I guess I was so caught up in my thoughts that I hadn't noticed that it was already night. I felt fear drop into my stomach. I could barely see with the dense fog; it was a miracle that I hadn't driven off the road with my previous divided attention. Instead of letting up on the gas pedal, I put a little more pressure down onto it. I could feel my eyelids straining to stay open; the sooner I get to the new house, the sooner I'll be able to get some sleep.

All of a sudden, there was a massive shape in the middle of the road. I slammed on the brakes, but I was going too fast. Everything happened so quickly; my headlights revealed that the figure was a really large dog, my car hit it, there was a crunching sound, my body flew forward from the impact, my seat belt locked, and finally the air bags came out to meet my face. My head was spinning painfully. Colorful dots appeared behind my closed eyelids. I felt myself slipping away from consciousness. Maybe I'll be able to see him again; I've missed him so much.