So, I like to give credit where credit is due, This story was actually a request from FeralG3. I found the thought intriguing and this is the result. It's definitely something I've never done before, but I'm glad I did.

Notice: Everything recognizable belongs to Stephanie Meyer, This is just a different take on things, All OC's are mine though :)

-Araemomma

EMPOV

It's the day before the battle is supposed to happen and I can't help but to find myself excited, fighting has always been a favorite pass-time for me. The only part of this that is hard for me is watching all the mated couples around me pair off to say goodbye just in case. Esme and Carlisle in their room, Alice and Jasper in theirs, Bella and Edward in the music room, Rosalie and her mate Devin out in the gardens, all while I sit in the living room playing video games just trying to pass the time.

I hate that I have nobody to say goodbye to, no-one to care if I don't make it out of battle. It may be a good thing as well though because I simply don't have to make sure my imaginary mate doesn't get hurt on the battlefield like my brothers and my father do.

I love my family with all I have, I just can't help but to be jealous of the love they all have while I have nobody to hold me before this Newborn Fuckery that's going to happen in just a few more hours, It's going by so fast too.

(12 hours later)

As of right now, we are running to what could possibly be our deaths, setting a trail of Bella's clothes to get the red-headed cunt-pire to follow us to where we will fight. I'm not scared, after all, I'm the only one with nothing to really lose.

We have just arrived at the gigantic field where we have decided to battle, far away from the little town of Forks. Suddenly we hear movement in the forest, "They're coming." Alice frowns, "I can't see anything with these muts blocking my vision." I chuckle, "Then stop looking for the outcome and actually get ready for the fight of a life-time."

As I finish my sentence I see a streak of red hair flying towards Bella, then out of nowhere came a silver wolf, who intercepted Victoria and preceded to fight violently with her. I turn my attention away from the silver wolf and focus on the newborns ahead of me.

I laugh loudly as I make my way through the crowd tearing into the newborns with all my strength. I am having the time of my life shredding these newborns like confetti paper, just trying to decimate the masses as quickly as possible while the girls of the family clean up the remaining vampire parts and throwing them into fires.

The amount of newborns quickly decreases as we cut them down one by one. There are maybe 10 left, I'm not quite sure what happened with Victoria but I'm quite sure she bit off more than she chew with the wolves. I chuckle to myself as I finish one of the last few newborns off.

I look at my souroundings, At all the wolves, stopping to look at all of them one by one, there are about 12 wolves in all. They catch my intrest because they seem to be gaurding one of them behind them, It looks like it's hurt. "Carlisle, I think one of the wolves got hurt in the fight!" Carlisle looks up at me and nods, running over to the wolves to talk to their alpha. "Sam, if one of your pack is hurt, I will take care of them and do what I have to do to make them as comfortable as possible." The huge black wolf, who I'm assuming is Sam nods and moves so we can see a smaller grey wolf laying on the ground with her pack sorounding her.

"Emmett, please carry her to our house, put her in the guest room and I'll be home very soon." I nodded at Carlisle and question, "Wait, her?" Carlisle sighs clearly exasperated and nods, "That's Leah Clearwater Emmett." I just nod and take off towards our house with the unconscious female wolf. I run for a few short minutes before I get to the house and it only takes seconds to set her down in the guest rooms big fluffy bed. I stand and stare in amazement for just a second before she opens her eyes and meets my gaze.

I find myself unable to look away, She slowly shifts until she's back in her human form. "I can't be here, this can't be happening." I shake my head to get back to my state of mind and I say, "What do you mean?" She growls at me, "Nothing! Just please leave me alone and let me go home." I sigh frustrated, "I can't let you leave until Carlisle at least checks you out Leah, but I can and will go downstairs and leave you alone if that's what you want?" She nods, "Yes please." I nodded and walked out of the room and down into the living room to wait for Carlisle to come home.

(LPOV)

This just isn't possible...

I did not just Imprint on a fucking VAMPIRE...

A Cullen at that...

I can't stay here... There's no way...

All of a sudden it's like a wall goes up in my mind, blocking out the imprint entirely. I feel almost as if I'm suffocating, but it's for the best. I can never except this.. I just can't, not when they are the reason I'm like this... The reason my father had a heart attack... I try to get up again, but this behemoth of a leach 'ouch' won't let me.

"I told you Leah, you can't leave until Carlisle checks you out to make sure there isn't any major injury to you." I huffed and rolled my eyes, thankfully at that moment I felt another leach enter my senses.

"Leah, I'm here to help you, can I check you for injuries?" I nod my head but keep silent, hopeful to get out of here and back home as fast as possible.

I cringe at the thought of one of them touching me, but I really don't have a choice. It's a struggle to keep the wolf spirit in myself at bay at this point, I'm vibrating.

"Well leah, looks like its just your arm out of socket and I can fix that right now, but I'm warning you now, It's not going to feel very nice." I nod my head as an answer and close my eyes gritting my teeth as he set my shoulder back in it's rightful place.

I let out a pain filled grunt and gritted my teeth impossibly hard as I heard the sickening pop of my shoulder going into place. Once he's done, I ask irritably, "can I go home now?" The doctor nodded at me and replied, "Bella will drive you back to the reservation."

Thankful to finally be able to leave, I get up and head straight for Bella's piece of junk truck that I'm hopeful will even start, let alone make it all the way to my home on the reservation.

After about 10 minutes of agonizing slowness on Bella's part, she finally makes it to her rust-bucket and begins the long (not very long but seemingly forever) drive home.