This story is about the fantastic Leah Clearwater. I feel like her character needed a story of her own. This is my first story so please critique me into a better author. I hope you enjoy the tales that are about to unfold.

Summary: Leah Clearwater is a soul on her own. After confrontation with her Alpha, she begins to embark on a journey that involved a whole new different type of species that are only heard of in fairy tales. In fact, the only way she has every encounter such was the day she and her brother were saved.

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Disclaimer: Stephanie Meyer is the owner of Twilight. Shontelle is the talented singer of "Impossible". Any other singers included, I owe none of their songs. Any new names are mine for the keeping.

I remember years ago,

Someone told I should take,

Caution when it comes to love,

I did.

Shontelle

Leah's POV:

I can't believe she is coming back. I thought to myself while running patrol.

Would you tell us who you are talking about or at least shut up? No one wants to hear of your girlie crush.

Shut up Paul! It is my best friend from Chicago that is moving here. Besides, I don't complain about the all the crap you consistently think about when imagining Rachel…Ewwww.

You guessed it; I am on patrol with Paul. Did I choose this? Hell No! It was a punishment made by the oh so annoying #%^#^* Alpha of mine for showing up late for the pack meeting last night…little s. So here I am being annoyed by Paulie Wall-e.

Hey, don't call me that bitter harpy. Paul said.

Here we go with the names. This is the main reason why I can't wait till she arrives. It will be like old times; us girls kicking ass twenty-four seven….ahh the luxurious life that lasted one summer that will never be forgotten.

Flashback:

We were about age 13 when she appeared. You can tell she was not from the Reservation or Folks. Why? What made

her so different…well, there are only a few African Americans in Folks and like one on the res. She was definitely unique.

I could simply pick out her personality by the way she moved with confidence, stood with strength and power, and

spoke with a very strong and seductive voice. Now, I am not saying I am into girls, for I am not. But anyone with a

eyes could say she was very stunning and un-humanly beautiful. She stood at 5'7" and wasn't skinny or fat but had an

athletic curvy built. She was in the process of developing into a pure woman, only at the age of 13. Her hair was

naturally curly and suited her very lovely. Her clothing style was very laid back but had a vintage/ nerdy but looks sexy

kind of feel to it, totally her. She was here for the summer with her family. She was adopted. Her mother was Greek

and German and her father was Mexican and Italian. The family joke was all they need was an Asian to complete the

saying of "we got the whole world" in her family". They were here on the reservation gathering information for study.

Her parents are both Sociologists and where looking into gathering research on social structures within the community

and social organization and how it plays in the roles of the tribe. Interesting? Quite. Their goal was to establish a

foundation for this research to go to the tribe to help preserve tradition. They took their work very seriously and got

along quite well with the elders and the community. How did I meet their daughter? Well, that is a complex story. You

see, it was a rare sunny day in La Push and I was on the beach with my family having lunch while Mom and Dad and

some of the other families we conversing. Seth and I were playing a little bit further from the adults in the water. Seth

was around age 7 at the time and I was attempting to teach him to swim. Things were going okay until the waves

started to pick up and we were getting a bit far from the shore. The waves grew larger and it was getting a bit tough

trying to hang on to Seth and keep him from drowning. One minute I had control of everything and the next, all hell

broke loose. We were hit it a powerful wave and both went under. Once it passed, I lost hold of Seth. I was frantically

moving around trying to spot him. I dove under several times but found nothing. I started to panic and thoughts

erupted like "what if he drowned?" "What if he was pulled too deep under?" "Oh my word, I killed my brother" I began

to cr. While I was wallowing in my sorrow, I failed to notice the activity going on further out. Had I taken the time to

continue to search still, I would have saw that a figure jumped from one of the highest cliffs in La Push and swimming

rapidly towards the area I lost sight of Seth. Had I been paying attention I would have noticed someone swimming me

back to shore. Did I notice the commotion? No. Why? Well because I responsible for my brother's death, or so I

thought. Had I been paying attention, I would have saw that that very figure jumping off the cliff was rescuing both me

and my brother and performed CPR to revive him. Once my hysterics were over, my vision became clear and I was

surrounded by our families and the girl that saved us both. She was wearing soaked clothing, indicating that her

mission was a state of emergency. While wet she look amazing. My father was trying to say something to me but I

couldn't help but to continue staring, who was she? Once I was smothered with kisses from mom and dad, I realized

what was going on; Seth had been saved and we were all ok, thanks to this girl. Who was she? Two people came up

behind her and help her up. They both hugged her and congratulated her for her quick thinking. The girl just hugged

them back. Her parents soon approached us, asking if we were ok. My father responded "Yes, thanks to you little girl,

both my children are safe and out of harm's way. Fate must definitely have a plan for them to survive such assaults.

How can we ever thank you?" Her father then replied "No need, our daughter only did what she saw was right. Let me

introduction myself, my name is James Stellino and this is my wife Melissa and our adopted daughter Ambrosia. We are

Sociologists here for research, we spoken to the chief here, um, Billy Black I believe?" You are quite right, he is right

this way. He is unable to travel so well on the sand due to his wheelchair. Why don't we move over toward him and the

others and get the children some dry towels?" My father stated. "Excellent" replied James. "By the way, my name is

Harry Clearwater; this is my wife Sue and children Leah and Seth. I can't thank you enough for saving my family

Ambrosia." All she did was nod her head in understanding. "I am one of the elders of the tribe. Billy told us a little about

you research. We are all excited about what can come of it. He told us to expect newcomers but Billy being his usual

self, left the mystery at that" Harry stated. Once they reached Billy, more greeting and questions were stated. "Hello

and welcome. You must be the Stellinos James, Melissa and Ambrosia. Welcome. My name is Billy Black and we've

spoken before. I am honoured to have you here." Oh no need to mention such, we are honoured to be amongst such

an indigenous tribe. We look forward to you and your tribe education us." James replied. "Well, we are happy to do so.

Now, why are the children wet? More specifically, why is your daughter soaked?" asked Billy. It was I who answered.

"Well, Seth and I were in the water. I was trying to teach Seth how to swim when all of a sudden the tide got to be

really rough and pulled us under. I lost grip of Seth and frantically tried to find him." I stopped speaking because I felt

nothing but remorse. So much remorse that I couldn't stop the tears that were coming down like water falls. As I was

once again wallowing, someone else picked up. Someone who's voice was so hypnotic. "I was standing on one of the

cliffs, peering down at the water when I happen to come across Leah trying to save her brother. She almost had him

when another wave slammed into her, making her lost grip him. I then made the choice to jump in to get to them.

There was no moment of hesitation. I saw no need to. People's lives were at risk. When I dove into the water, before I

hit, I saw them both being pulled under by the currents. I was able to swim fast enough to get to both of them and

swim back to the shore." Ambrosia finished. "How is that possible? Those cliffs are extremely high and almost instant

death. Plus it was a bit of a ways to get to the children" asked Billy. It was Melissa who stepped in to answer."

Ambrosia is an excellent swimmer. Her judgment is what fuels her actions. She has the capability to push herself

beyond imaginable standards." After more questions and greetings, we started to head back to the houses. The

Stellinos were going to stay at a rental property on the res for the summer. From that day onward, me an Ambrosia, or

Amber as she likes to be called, became closes friends.

End of Flashback

Why don't I remember her? If she was so well known for her actions, why don't I remember her? Paul questioned.

Maybe because you, Embry, Jacob, Jared, Sam, and Quil were away for camp. I responded.

Oh. Was all he replied? I swear if Paul wasn't a guy, Native American and lived on a res, you would mistake him for a Cali girl (no offense to you ladies, just the dummies that can't spell).

Alright you stupid bitch, you asked you it. Paul stated right before he came to attack me. But of course, me being the fastest of the wolves, I was able to move out of the way just in time to avoid his claws. Right as I was about to go at him, a big black wolf jumped in and pushed us both away. Uh oh.

I put you two out here together as a punishment, not for you to destroy the forest and make a ruckus. Sam said. What the hell is going on?

Paul was the one that attacked me first. I stated

I only attacked because you were talking shit about me again you bitch.

Shut up the both of you. Paul you should never have attacked Leah.

Haha, that is what you get

Shut up Leah. You should never have provoked him. What am I going to do with you two? Huh? This can't keep going on. I will be force to make one of you to leave.

What? You can't do that! What happen to the term pack? Or did you forget about that too Sam?

Lee-lee you don't understand. Between you and Paul, you are the main one who starts drama. Everyone is tired of it! We can't concentrate on patrols without you being a bitch! Decisions must be made and with that, we must hold a council meeting with the elders.

No need. Since I am a dramatic bitch, I'm out. You won't have to worry able about me anymore. You won't have to worry about me messing up your precious little time with you fucking imprints. Fuck you, Fuck your pack and Fuck protecting your perfect little ray of sunshine. I am out.

Lee-lee what do you mean? You just can't leave the pack without a proper trial. I am not saying you are out of the pack. Maybe we can just move you to watch the imprints.

What the fuck? Are you listening to yourself? I refuse to be treated like this any longer. I refuse to have to sit and watch while Jacob becomes a lapdog for the leeches. I refuse to let the imprints run the pack. I refuse to watch you throw in my face each and every time your intimacy with that backstabbing cousin. I-

You look here Leah, You will not-

Shut the fuck up for once Sam. I will be heard. Ever since I changed into a wolf and you guys been in my head, I have been called names, I have to relive the agony of losing my finance to my desperate cousin, I lost my dad, and I can't have children. Every freaking day I am reminded of this and made in front of. I couldn't even leave the reservation because I had to protect your fucking imprints and then when given the opportunity, I was able to leave you for once. I felt joy for five seconds until Jacob became a lapdog and then made me go back to the spirit forsaken place. How can I be happy? What is happiness when everything is taken from me?

Lee-

No Sam! You want me gone, consider it done.

LEAH! And then I couldn't hear him anymore. Our mind link was broken. It was done. I was no longer apart of any of the pack's minds. I was finally free from agony. So what does a free person do? Run! And so I ran. But I couldn't help but call to my Mother. Please Ambrosia, hear me. I asked. I hear you my child and I am near, was her response.