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Hits and Misses

"Never forget that the most powerful force on earth is love"~ Nelson Rockefeller

PREFACE

Life sucks, and then you die.

Sorry, but things don't usually work that way.

Chapter 1: Semi-Trucks

August 9th 2014

"'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life. Trying to make ends meet. You're a slave to money then you die." -The Verge, Bittersweet Symphony.

The room was hot, blistering so, causing me to rethink my idea of going over to Emily's. It had been my routine, ever since the Nessie situation six years before, to start my day at Emily's and continue on from there. Sometimes I would head over to Jake's, or go out and patrol. The latter didn't happen too often, due to the lack of vamparic activity since the leeches left. And thank god for that.

It wasn't that I disliked the Cullens', I had actually grown to like them over the years, it was just that their presence seemed to create a few too many wolves. I remembered at one point the two packs combined equaled sixteen members, the youngest having phased at six. I shuttered at the thought of phasing that young.

It would've been complete hell, exploding into a large animal at six. I still thought paste was a food back then, while also thinking Santa and the tooth fairy were factual beings. Finding out that I was actually a wolf-man probably would've fucked up my mind completely.

Poor Noel, I thought to myself as I heard Emily grunt elsewhere in the house. God, I hoped she wasn't cleaning. Sam would've killed me if he found out I let his pregnant wife do any type of work. Not that I could really stop the woman; she was the one that put food in my stomach.

I whipped my forehead with the back of my hand. It was summer in La Push again, not that our summers were usually hot... or dry for that fact. It was global warming at work, I swore.

That day I did not take into consideration the rare 82-degree weather, Emily's pregnant condition making her fricken freezing and the fact that her youngest child was sick with a cold. So not only did the waves of heat flowing through the open windows over heat my "genetic heat condition" but the thermostat also read a very high degree. Not to mention the tap water of La Push never seemed to get any colder than "luke."

The back door opened, allowing another gust of heat to enter the kitchen. Susie, one of my pack mates imprints, followed the heat and slammed her bag of summer school books down on the table in front of me.

"You have it so easy," she whined and threw her head back to groan. Susie's eyes read something that was commonly seen in her browns, rejection. I wasn't sure what to do, laugh or groan. I had to admit that that Noel rejecting Susie constantly was hilarious, but the fact that I would have to hear the tyke complain on patrol made me almost as upset as the fifteen-year-old girl. When Noel complained, he was worse than my mother on her period.

A tinge of guilt flowed into me, thinking about my mom. I had disappointed her; completely shamed her to the point that she moved back to the Makah Reservation, leaving her only son behind. It wasn't my fault I couldn't tell her where I went at night, why there were no groceries in the cupboards or why I wasn't the innocent boy I was at sixteen. And making her tell me who my father was didn't really help... not that I got an exact answer either.

"Do I now?" I asked and raised my right eyebrow; breaking off of my last thought before I started to ponder on which pack brother was my real half-brother.

I grabbed my water bottle off the table and chugged the last half of it down while waiting for Susie's reply. I was hoping the water would work as a placebo, making my mind pretend I was getting cooled off. But life was never that fair.

"Yeah, no imprint that rejects you every single time you try to get some," she said more to herself than me. I smirked to myself and looked over the young girl who was standing beside me. She was tall, had a rather large bust, and was overall beautiful. If I hadn't shared a mind with her soul mate, I would've boned that. How Noel had the self-control to not push her over and fuck her like crazy was lost to me. The girl was a babe and a horny babe at that. The kid had to do something fast or Susie was going to find someone else that would actually fulfill her. Again, that person would be me if she 1) wasn't Noel's girl 2) wasn't illegal and 3) wasn't pretty much family.

"That doesn't mean I've got it easy, babe," I said with a shrug. Susie rolled her eyes and pulled a seat up beside me.

"Yeah but, like, I failed history so I could get him to teach me it. So I'm, like, sitting right beside him at my computer as he's helping me with my essay. He was so close I felt his breath on my shoulder and everything. Then I turn and press my lips against his and he, like, freaks. Am I gonna have to start walking around naked or something? We live in the same house and the rents are never home, like we could be having awesome sex daily."

"Sus, you're fifteen. You seriously need to stop with this 'horny chick' phase or you're totally gonna regret it, believe me," I said with a chuckle. Susie rolled her eyes at me. "Noel's just being responsible."

"You seriously can't say anything Em. I heard you're, like, the horny wolf in the pack," Susie hissed at me. I smirked at her comment because I totally was the "horny wolf." A new girl every week... more like every other day. It wasn't my fault that sex was the only thing that kept me going.

"Hey, Sus, I'm 23 so I can be as horny as I want," I said calmly to the angry girl. Susie frowned.

"Aren't you actually, like, sixteen?" Susie asked while giving me a dirty glare that could put Chuck Bass to shame.

"That doesn't matter. Noel's just being a good kid."

"Well he should stop it," Susie growled and wrapped her arms around her chest. I was seriously overjoyed that this girl wasn't my blood sister, blood anything to be exact, because she must've been one hell of a girl to raise. I felt utterly sorry for Brady and Collin, but then again they left La Push the moment they could. I wondered if Susie had anything to do with that?

"Who should stop what Unca Embry?" Sam and Emily's middle child, Ava, asked as she walked into the room carrying her ever-present teddy bear "Tantalus."

"We were just talking about our friend Noel and how Susie really wants to marry him," I answered and picked up the small child. Ava was turning five in about three months; around the time Emily was supposed to burst.

To Sam's delight, no one had imprinted on Ava or her two other siblings. Kim and Jared's kid, Cassie, wasn't so lucky. Poor tyke, she wasn't even two and already had a soul mate.

"A wedding? He should marry you!" Ava yelled at Susie as she remembered Collin and Deli's wedding a little while back. Ava's voice a little to loud for a house full of sick, tired and cranking people.

Susie blushed and put a finger up to her mouth, the universal way of telling someone to be quiet. Ava nodded and put her own finger up to her mouth. It was then that Morgan, Ava's two-year-old sister started to cry. That was my queue to leave.

Without saying a goodbye to anyone, beside the two girls occupying the kitchen, I hurried out the back door and phased almost immediately.

The guys didn't understand why I still phased. Most of the guys that weren't imprinted, Brady for example, stopped phasing years ago. Sam, Paul, Jared and Noel were all trying hard to stop phasing but apparently it was difficult when your soul mate could be in danger at any given moment. Why did I keep phasing? That was an easy question. I just loved being a wolf.

Always, I had always loved the whole wolf thing. The speed, the danger, the feeling of being useful... they were all the reasons why I stayed wolf.

Apparently I was "crazy" for enjoying what we were all thrown into, but I thought they were all crazy for not loving it. Then again, my pack mates didn't really have a reason to love it like I did. They all had lives outside the pack.

Sam, Jared, Collin, Paul, Noel, and Quil had their imprints and family's. The younger members had their families and a few of them had imprints. Seth had the Cullen's; Leah and Jacob had each other. Brady didn't have much, beside his small class of high school history students. Then there was me, and what did I have?

A mother? No, she had cut all contact with me. A father? No, he was a nonexistent figure. Sibling? Nope, just me. Girlfriend? Ha-ha, no. Unless you count the girls I share wild one-night stands with. So what did I have beside the pack... nothing.

As I shook off my long, shaggy fur, I reminded myself I needed a haircut. I could change it up a bit; get the hairdresser to style it differently. I chuckled at the thought; no I would just take the scissors to my own hair.

'You know you could get Ness to do it,' Seth chimed in my mind. Of course I could get the half-leech to do it, but would I really trust a six year old with scissors?

'Hey c'mon now, Ness isn't really six,' Seth thought and his mind flashed to the sixteen year old looking girl.

'You know if I didn't know better, I'd think you imprinted on the vamp,' I laughed. Seth laughed back, his mind silent as he ran. I wondered where he was. Last I had heard, the Cullen's were somewhere up in the northern Rockies.

'Jasper, actually. So has Noel done the dead yet?' Seth asked as I tried to remember common geography. Jasper... Canada?

'Nope, Susie wants it though.' Didn't I phase so I wouldn't have to talk about Noel and Susie? No, I phased so I wouldn't have to face the hormonal Emily.

'Dude, how far along is she?' Seth asked. I mind shrugged as I finally reached a good spot to stop. It was close to Forks, a place I had decided to go out of whim, but not too close that anyone would notice a giant wolf.

'Far along,' I laughed. 'Tell the vamps I say hi, and maybe you should talk to Jake about your little crush on his imprint. It would be a good idea.' And with that I phased back before I could hear his denial.

As soon as I was human again, I pulled on my shorts that had been tied around my leg. All this talk about Noel and Susie had really got me thinking. Not the "I'm lonely, God I wish I would imprint" thinking that Leah used to do before Nessie completely rejected Jake, but the philosophical stuff. Like, I wondered if the imprinting pull wasn't as strong once you stopped phasing. None of our legends said anything about it, and the Elders never did either. I guessed we would have to wait and see.

As I walked into town, a group of teenaged girls, probably 17 or 18 in age, gawked at me as they passed. I recognized one as Chelsea, a girl I called upon once and a while when I needed some vag. It wasn't that I used her, she knew there would never be anything between us besides that release we both needed.

That's how I lived for the past three years. After I gave up finding my imprint, I started sleeping around. I couldn't have an actual relationship with a girl, too many secrets, so I stuck with the one-night stands. I still was a sixteen-year-old boy, I needed sex or some stimulation to function correctly.

As I finally made it to downtown, aka the busy street of Forks, I felt a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach. It was one of those feelings you get when you know you're gonna get caught with your hand stuck far up the cookie jar.

It was then that I heard the screams that made my head snap up from the sidewalk I was looking at, my feet seeming to not move forward.

As my head turned slowly to the left, it felt as though time had paused, only to start playing in slow motion seconds later.

Across the street stood a small family. The mother's mouth was open, a scream pouring out of the gap, while the father held tight to a scrambling sons wrist.

My eyes flickered to where the family was looking and saw a girl around Ava's age. She was kneeling in the middle of the busy street, a dead butterfly smashed between her fingers. Not ten feet from the girl was a semi-truck, the driver oblivious to the small child crouched in front of him.

Before I knew what I was doing, my arms we wrapped protectively around the girl as I pushed her away from the wheel of the semi, both of us skidding under the truck. As the truck passed over us, the girl struggled in my arms causing her head to smash heavily against the ground. Her movements stopped as the truck passed over us, but I couldn't be sure what happened next as I fell to the ground unconscious.

Update: Well if you are reading this I am quite positive you read the chapter. Yes, I started another story and yes Embry gets hit by a semi-truck first chapter. I'm cruel aren't I? Now what's with this little girl? Hmmmmm...

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