This story is set during the Jacob Black Epilogue of Eclipse.

I don't own Twilight, But I own the character Rashelle Blanche.

Chapter 1

Rashelle P.O.V.

I pushed hard against the forest floor, breathing heavily. My paws ached and my mind was drifting. I jumped over a overturned boulder and under a fallen moss-covered tree…

I didn't know where I was running, I had no destination planned, but it was just one of those days where I felt like it. One where I ran just to escape.

I glanced around. It was nice outside. The forest dripped silver droplets down onto the soft ferns, the clouds providing an eerie cover where it can be seen through the canopy. The sun doesn't shine here, but that's okay, I prefer the rain anyways.

I paused, breathing in the damp air. I hopped up onto an area near a tree stump and dropped the clothes I was carrying. Then I lay on the ground and stretched backwards, feeling my fur disappear and a gentle, cool breeze caresses my naked skin. I stuck my hair up in the tie that held my clothes together, then I pulled up my shorts, fastening the buttons on the back of them. Then I closed the back-buttons of my black-stretched shirt. The buttons that ran along the entire back of my clothing allowed me to change in a hurry, if I ever needed to, without splitting my clothes.

I laid back onto a rock and closed my eyes. Another day, come and gone.

I was frozen still, standing by the mailbox of the small house on Cameroon Street. It was in still-framed images. I slow-motion record repeating itself in my mind. Sitting in a file I couldn't drag to Recycle.

I watched in despair as the right side of the house goes up in brilliant black-red cloud of flames and soot. The flames reach the gas tank one room over. I scream and hot tears roll down my face. The lights flip on in the homes around me. People are running around, yelling and pointing. One man holds a camcorder, I almost go after him. Then a women dials 9-1-1 on her cell-phone and I turn and run into the woods during the confusion-where I forever stay.

My eyes jut open and my eyes take less then three seconds to adjust to the different lighting of reality. I look up to the night sky. I can't have been out for more then two hours. The clouds have barely shifted and the animals of the night have yet to stir. I stretch, feeling every joint in my body crack. I hear footsteps in the distance, and I instantly take a defensive position.

I reach for the first button on my shirt as a large gray shape slams into my side, throwing me roughly ten feet across the field. I turn to the snarling slate-colored wolf. It stand sideways, next to the rock I had just laid on. I run at him, feeling the cut on my cheek close up. I crack my neck and jump into the air. The buttons pop in an exact line down my body, and my pure white fur explodes as I land directly on top of my challenger. He whimpers slightly, his muscles dipping in and out from where I've landed on the small of his back. He throws me off of him. I land on my paws evenly not three feet from him. His head turns sharply to the left. And I see another wolf coming in the far distance. I take the slight hesitation as a sign of weakness and launch myself at the gray wolf. I bit hard into his leg. Blood draws into my teeth, and I spit near his ankle as he begins to fall.

But he doesn't give in, and bites my shoulder as he falls over. He keeps his jaw locked, and as he falls his teeth cut a bloody, flesh-filled line down my forearm. I howl out in mortal pain, drawing back. I feel my cut begin to close, the blood still flowing quickly down into a puddle at my feet. I snarl, ready to pounce on the fallen wolf, when an even bigger russet-red wolf flies threw the air and lands-snarling defensively-in front of the injured one.

He stand tall, almost like a leader. He's slightly shaggy, but looks like a better fighter then his fallen friend. I lean back, ready to pounce, when a horrible feeling explodes threw my chest. The red wolf feels it to. I no longer see the grey wolf, and the red wolf calms down in stance. I can't explain what was happening to me in that second. It felt as if everything I'd ever known. My past, my sins, my faults, my accomplishments, my morals, everything and anything about me, was gone. The pain was gone, like stepping into the calm eye of the storm, and he just stands there. And I just stand there.

My body tells me to fight, but I can't. My mind tells me to stay. But I…I'm so confused. What's happening? I turn full-force, scooping up my clothes with my mouth and running into the forest as fast as I can. But instead of escaping my past, this time I was escaping my future.

I feel the red wolf hot on my trail. He's a faster runner then I am, and he's almost caught me. Then he stops. So suddenly, like I was passing through an electric fence that he couldn't cross. I sigh as I slow down. I lay down on the grass. I'm in a clearing. In the distance I see…a baseball field? Odd. I didn't think I was this close to town.

But I don't care. I'm so exhausted now. I lay down, still in wolf form.

I close my eyes. Ignoring the heinous aching in my heart that tells me to turn back and run to the red wolf.

This story came to me in the form of a dream. I was reading the end of Eclipse before bed again….

Songs I listened to when a wrote this chapter:

House Of Wolves- My Chemical Romance

All These Things I Hate and Cries In Vain- Bullet For My Valentine

Love is a Battlefield- Pat Benatar

Crawling- Linkin Park

I Still Do- The Cranberries

And My Imprinting Song:

Accidentally In Love- Counting Crows