I.D.N.O.T. I do not own Twilight, or any of the original works in the series written by Stephenie Meyer or any of the places, characters, and original plot lines contained therein.
Chapter 1
The Day The World Stood Still
It was nearly eleven in the morning on a Saturday. My absolute favorite time to be out on patrol. Not. I'd been out since four, before the sun even had the chance to rise. Before it had even had the time to think about rising. It's Saturday and I don't even get to sleep in. But I am sure as hell not gonna complain. The last thing I need is for someone in the pack to whine to Sam saying I get special treatment because I'm a girl, and sometimes that means keeping my mouth shut and running some of the worst shifts.
At least it was a sunny day for once. At least I was getting off shift in a few minutes. And at least for the time being I was running alone. I let Jared off shift close to an hour ago; I couldn't take his obsessing over Kim anymore. Evidently they had a date planned for this afternoon and he was practically making me gag with all the lovey-dovey nonsense he kept thinking. Brady and Seth were due any minute. The runts of the litter almost always took the weekend shifts. The rest of us tried to cover as best as we could for them during the week to at least give them a chance to graduate.
I ran through the western side of our territory, close to the cliffs of the beach. There were a lot of small caves up here, which meant quite a few potential hiding places for filthy bloodsuckers. I bounded forward, really pushing my muscles, enjoying my morning run when suddenly I caught a scent that made my nose burn. It felt like how my nose stings right before I cry, not quite as strong as a vampire's trail, but it deserved to be checked out anyway. I quickly bounded at a tree and bounced to another to turn myself around. I slowly made my way back the way I had come, sniffing more intently. There! I stopped dead and turned to my right and to my left. I was standing smack on a hiking trail. It was terribly overgrown and barely visible, but a trail nonetheless.
What kind of leech used hiking trails? I thought, chuckling to myself, as I turned away. But then the wind blew and I got a fresh whiff of the scent. There was something vaguely familiar about that scent. If this was a Cullen…instantly I was off again. I wound down the trail, trusting my nose when it forked. As I went the smell got stronger, and it WAS familiar, but that was only the undertone. The rest of the scent was strange, definitely a new intruder. I slowed my pace, remembering to be cautious. If this was a rogue vampire I would need to be on my guard. Suddenly the trees thinned and there she was, sitting on the rocks of the cliffs, painting. I saw her stiffen, and realized that I was unknowingly emitting a low growl. No point in pretending that I wasn't here now. I crept out of the trees, keeping low to the ground, making sure that weight was evenly distributed, ready for whatever move I would need to make next.
The girl griped the sides of the rock she was sitting on. The wind blew and she shivered slightly, her auburn hair whipped with the breeze and I caught the smell of coconut and lilies. Coconut and lilies? I sniffed the air again and I realized what I was smelling – shampoo and perfume. The smell of leech was still there but just barely. I quit growling. It was evident now that this was no vampire, if she were the smell would be overwhelming even from this distance. She turned slowly around to face me and I looked her up and down.
She was wearing classic converse and skinny jeans paired with a turquoise v-neck shirt and a tight-fitting black zip-up jacket. A long silver tiered necklace dangled and shimmered in the sunlight. It threw specks of light up onto her face. Her skin was a pale cream, freckled across the cheeks and the bridge of her nose. Her shoulder length hair was layered with bangs that perfectly framed her face and drew my eyes up to hers. I froze. She had gorgeous, almond shaped eyes that were a swirl of blue green. I couldn't look away from them. They were so deep and warm. I could see her fear clearly in them as she stiffened again. And suddenly I couldn't bear to scare her. I sat and scratched behind my ears, letting my mouth loll open. It had the effect I wanted and she laughed softly, letting her fears dissolve for just that moment, before stiffening again. In that moment I was happy – I had made her laugh. I looked back at those eyes, getting more and more lost in them by the second. And that's when it hit me…
Shit.
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