Of Secrets and Imprints—Chapter One: Of Assignments and Monotone Days

This is set right after Breaking Dawn.

-Seth-

It had been many months since the almost fight with the Volturi. Nothing had happened. No new vampire attacks, not even a random nomad. Just… nothing. We had been warned that the vampires that had sided with the Cullens would possibly visit at some point in time, but that wasn't really a worry. The most exciting things that happened now had to do with Renesmee and even her extraordinary growing and maturing was getting old.

Nowadays, patrol was boring. The forest never changed. There was never anything new. Just one little stray vamp, that's all I'm asking for. Just a little fight. Really, all those new werewolves, sorry, shape-shifters, for nothing. What will they get? All the pain and strangeness and changes of a werewolf, yeah, I'm not going to stop calling us that, without the thrill of fighting vampires. Not necessary.

I might be alone in thinking it's boring though. The younger wolves have fun trying out their new skills together, and most of the older wolves have imprints to occupy themselves with when they have nothing better to do. Sam spent his spare time at Emily's, Quil babysits Claire often, Paul is always at Jake's hanging out with Rachel, Jake is always at the Cullens to get away from Paul and to spend time with Renesmee, and Jared is constantly with Kim. Even Leah had found a boyfriend, amazingly enough to some of the guys. They were surprised she found someone that could deal with her, but I wasn't, she's not hard to be around and now even more so since this guy has her moving on from Sam.

I guess it's reassuring to have an imprint, to know you're meant to be with someone, but… I don't know, I guess it's just that I think most of us are too young, you know. Why should we worry about love and stuff when we have so much time left?

But back on subject. I just want something new. Maybe something to stir things up a bit, that's all.

-Verity-

-In a large mansion surrounded by other large houses in some unknown and secret location in Europe-

I knocked on the door to the main training room. I heard a masculine, "Enter," from inside and the door opened. I stepped inside and walked up to my father who was training with one of his swords. He stopped and turned to me, "Verity, you're back sooner than I thought you'd be. I'll take it that those two pesky vampires were no trouble then."

"None, a few scratches maybe, but once our family's silver was in their system there was nothing they could do but die."

"Good. I hope you are ready for a new mission then."

"I am always ready, Father."

"How do you feel about the United States of America?"

"I've never been there before."

"Then you'll enjoy this. There's a small town in the state of Washington that seems to be infested with Supernaturals, vampires and werewolves to be specific. I need you to assess the situation and deem if the Supers are dangerous or not."

"Yes, Father, it sounds interesting. Vampires and werewolves in the same place?"

"They may be just shape-shifters, we do not know. Your brother will be going with you, and since this will most likely be a longer assignment, a house has been purchased for you two to stay in. Go pack you things. You are dismissed."

-Random background info-

If you were at all confused with what just happened, please, let me explain.

Let us start with me: My name is Verity Lucilius. I am nineteen and I have not been raised like a normal human. You see, my family is descended from ancient… Hunters, if you will. What did they, and what do we, hunt? Supernaturals. A Supernatural is a living thing on this planet that is not a plant, animal, or human. Prime examples are vampires and werewolves. There are many others that exist, but I am not going to name them all.

How can we hunt and kill these monsters? Well, although we are humans, we are special humans. We train to become stronger, faster, stealthier, and more agile than a normal human and to have slightly heightened senses. We treat all of our weapons with a special silver solution that we make that can paralyze almost any kind of Supernatural. We risk are lives to protect normal humans from the monsters they do not, and should not, know exist.

We have come across exceptions to the normal rules of monsters though. Like most, but definitely not all, of Halflings (humans born with a monster gene: witches, shape-shifters, and elementals) are harmless to humans, as in, they do not try killing them for no apparent reason. And some demons are actually somewhat pleasant, well those with a lower threat status mostly. The largest exception that we are still analyzing is a coven of vampires in Alaska that feeds off of animal blood. The biggest controversy in the family is whether it is a good thing that we can allow, or if it is still a bad thing because it is still killing and the vampires still need taken care of. My father is on the side of, let us observe them and if they disrupt the balance of the environment by killing too many animals, or go after any endangered species, then we can take action.

Around here, my father's ruling is the law. He is head of the main branch of the family, and therefore all of it. That makes my older brother, Aleron, heir to the estate. He is twenty-one and very close to the age when our parents will pick who he marries. That was a Lucilius family tradition, the heir to the main branch's wife or husband is chosen by his/her parents to ensure that the person was worthy and excepting of our way of life. Generally, all the children of the main branch have arranged marriages.

Aleron is another controversy in the family. Some don't believe he should be the heir. Shortly after he turned nineteen he was sent after a powerful medusa that was terrorizing a small town in southern Greece. Unfortunately, although he did defeat it, one of the snakes that made up her hair bit his leg. The venom from the bite of a medusa's snake turns humans to stone, slowly. Luckily, he had a drug our family created that could fight and sometimes reverse the turning, but he wasn't able to inject it into his system before it did serious damage to the muscles in his leg. He now uses a cane to help him walk, because his other leg is fully functional. To some, this makes him unworthy of being the heir, but according to me, things like that only happen to the best and it does not, or rather, should not, matter.

The certain medusa that he killed was one of the few still left on the planet, which kind of makes him a hero. But I have always thought that my brother was a hero. Aleron cannot go on many missions anymore, but he is a great teacher for me, in both combat and in academics.

-End random back ground info-

Both Aleron and I were ready to leave the next morning. We loaded all of our stuff, enough clothes to last for a while without ever needing to wash them; monster hunting, observing, and killing (just in case) gear for me; and Aleron's collection of various designer canes onto the family's jet. It was not long before the jet left and we were on our way to the small town of Forks, Washington.

I had no clue how big of an adventure waited for me there in the rain…

-End Chapter-

Okay, so there's the first chapter, it's more like just background story, and for that I apologize. The next chapter will be more plot progression, but I can't be sure of when I'll post it. Maybe reviews would help convince me to post it faster... Just a suggestion.

R&R, please!