Disclaimer: Not mine, all characters are property of Stephenie Meyer.
Paring: MarcusxLeah…so, bet you didn't think of that one, did you?
I thought this pairing would be awesome considering both of these characters have such tragic love lives, Marcus' mate died in battle and the man Leah was in love with left her for her cousin. I figured they needed both needed someone…so why not each other?
//////////////////////// STAGES//////////////////////She felt the cold soil sink beneath her paws each time they met with the hard earth, every pound bringing her closer to the intended target.
Wind sailed through her sleek, grey fur; branches whipped at her legs and the silver moon followed her every dart but nothing would deter her from where she was needed.
Her pack howled for her, they were in trouble and she wasn't there, if anything happened to any of them... she couldn't, she just couldn't even begin to think of that. She might have gone out of her way to make them suffer sometimes but they were still her family.
The reek of The Cold Ones polluted the forest and assaulted her sensitive nose, she was getting closer, dear God she was getting closer.
"Jared, Watch out!"
"Jared!"
Through the mind link, Leah watched in horror as one of her pack mates, Jared was tossed against a tree, hitting it and falling into a heap like a rag doll.
Leah yowled. I'm coming!
She prayed to any spirit or deity listening, to protect them. She tried to push out the images of her pack getting torn apart, her little brother Seth trying to hold his own against two red-eyed monsters. If Seth died, she didn't think she could live; she refused to lose another family member in the same year. Next, she saw Jacob jumping into the chaotic fray. Jacob had already almost died for her once; she couldn't let that happen again. Then there was Sam. She might have tried to convince herself that she hated him but deep down, beneath all the layers of betrayal, rage, and jealousy, she still cared for her high school sweetheart.
The stench of vampire became almost unbearable to Leah as she saw the clearing up ahead, the blurred shapes of vampire vs. werewolf forming before her eyes. She ran faster.
Leah didn't have time to take in just how many of the enemy surrounded them or what was happening because the first thing she saw was a streak of black rushing straight for her little brother. Seth!
She didn't think, she didn't have to, her body moved on it's own accord and she leapt straight into the line of attack between the vampire and her brother.
The Cold One hit her hard, obviously caught off guard by her sudden attack, and she used the momentum to roll the vampire beneath her.
She pinned her huge paws on either side of the vampire, forced her weight down and snarled.
For one moment blazing red eyes met swirling hazel.
It was then that the world changed.
Because in that moment, that single moment, Leah Clearwater met Marcus of the Volturi and their lives shifted, pulled, and crashed into each other.
What they experienced was a force so undeniably strong it put magnets to shame. There was no stopping it, no turning back… they couldn't even if the wanted to.
//////////////////////// Marcus//////////////////////
It had been so long since he had felt anything besides the hollow ache of emptiness and sorrow.
Over the past five hundred years Marcus had subjected himself to an existence of utter emptiness. The raw hole that formed within him when she died was always there and it was always a constant, sometimes dulled but never truly gone. The day she died, he had sworn to himself that he would never feel again. Not with out her. Neverwithout her.
And yet here he was, hundreds of years later, a swirl of burning emotions rising within him like billowing smoke, forcing its way upwards without any sense or reason and he could do nothing to stop it.
There was no beginning, no end. Just those hazel eyes piercing his own.
He saw it…no…he actually felt it. His power, the ability to see relationships and the one he saw between himself and this feral wolf above of him was one he had never witnessed before.
When Marcus saw relationships, he saw them through colored lines that linked the subjects together, like strings. Lovers had red lines linking them. Close friends had blue. Enemies had black. Families yellow and rivals green.
In all of his years he had never beheld a pure white link, he didn't even think it possible…till this moment.
A blinding white link of incredible brightness and strength shot from Marcus' aura and connected to the wolves' aura before him. And he felt it, he felt her energy connecting with his own in a way he'd never experienced before. It was like their souls were touching, connecting, and blending all at the same time.
All of the sudden, there was a new tension in the air, for in a split second the animal atop of him seemed to twist in agony. He saw the bones shift, the fur shrink, and the limbs lengthen until the wolf had changed into the shape of a woman.
The woman was taking in deep, ragged breaths and her hazel eyes gave away her momentary disorientation. Marcus used her sudden confusion to flip them so that he was the one pinning her.
Above them, the moonlight filtered through the trees illuminating the female's face and Marcus had to suppress the sudden urge to gasp.
She was beautiful. No she was more then just beautiful.
She was earth shattering, heart stopping, and breathtakingly gorgeous. Venus herself would be envious.
The wolf-woman had flawless, bronzed skin that stretched over her lithe yet sinewy limbs, giving her a mixed look of being both strong and delicate. Her face was perfectly symmetrical, with almond shaped hazel eyes that were framed by long, black lashes. Her nose was small and her lips looked both plush and full.
He stared as those delicious lips for a split second before they parted and he heard her low, sultry voice speaking.
"Its you…" she whispered before her eyes fluttered shut and she passed out, her body going limp.
Marcus shuddered as a flood of emotions he could not identify raced through his veins and assaulted his mind.
He had no idea what the hell just happened but he found himself straddling an unconscious werewolf, who also happened to be very naked and very attractive.
And all he knew was that he wanted her. Wanted her with an intensity that both frightened and intrigued him
In the distance, he was vaguely aware of the ongoing fight but all he could concentrate on was the unconscious woman beneath him.
He had two options…
He could leave her here in the woods, return to Italy and never look back. He could ignore this connection he felt for the wolf-woman and go back to mourning the loss of his one true love.
Or…
He could take her. Bring her back to Italy, and then what…? Nothing, she would awaken and they would have to kill each other. They were natural enemies after all.
"Marcus, we have to retreat, there are to many of them." Felix called from behind him. He was missing an arm.
Marcus turned back to the stunning figure beneath him. Her long, black hair framed her face and Marcus had to clench his hands from to keep from running them through her silky tresses.
He shut his eyes, and clenched his teeth.
Ruby red eyes shot open.
Marcus of the Volturi had made his decision.
//////////////////////////Okay, so I just read Eclipse and this pairing just slipped in my head and wouldn't leave me alone till I wrote this. I have to say I am a big fan of this 'werewolf imprinting' business and I thought hmmm, "I wonder what would happen if a werewolf imprinted with a vampire?" Thus, this story happened.
If a lot of people want me to continue I probably will, so tell me if you liked it or not. I could also use some good ideas for interactions between the two characters, so if anyone has any please tell me.
-Katherine Rossetti