A/N: I, rather depressingly, do not own Twilight or any of the characters, other than my fictitious ones. Stephenie Meyer is the awesome person who owns Twilight.
Now, on with the story!
Having a werewolf big brother is decidedly, not the best aspect of my life. He is overbearing, protective, annoyingly calm, and yet somehow reassuring. What with all the drama in his life, somehow I expected his attitude towards me, his little sister, to change. Sam is, remarkably unfazed by his life shift. I can't exactly claim the same.
I suppose he has it slightly better than me. Married to a loving wife, alpha of La Push pack, and he even had all of the members of the council there to help him when he shifted. You know what I've got, an overprotective brother, no father, and no friends. It wasn't that I didn't know people who wanted to be my friend; I simply hated all the people who tried. Excluding Sam and Emily, I barely considered anyone to be worth talking to. My perspective sounds condescending but try talking to some of the idiots I'm sad to say I know.
Ever since Jacob left, taking Seth, Leah, Quil, and Embry with him, the pack ranks had shifted. Sam hadn't appointed a Beta to replace Jake, but Paul and Jared were all for fighting out for it. Currently, Jared was losing as he spent far too much time with his imprinted girlfriend, Kim. Collin and Brady were still being initiated into the pack, and Sam told me he was trying to keep them from doing too much. He didn't like them being so young. I agreed, whenever they came round to Emily's place, which was where I ended up spending most of my time they acted all immature. I wasn't amused.
This was all the information I could drag out of whoever showed up at Emily's. Boredom was a weak description of my life. That was, until today. Today could simultaneously be described as the most intriguing and confusing day of my life.
I woke up curled on the couch in Emily's house. I noted that I must of drifted off and ended up spending the night. I knew Emily wouldn't mind, but Sam would be mad. He tried to insist I spent less time around him and his wife, claiming they needed space. I understood his perspective, but it lacked one key piece of information. Exactly where was I supposed to go? I couldn't exactly spontaneously combust into thin air could I?
Uncurling my body from its rigid position, I rose, a hand brushing through my hair. I was still wearing the navy t-shirt and sweatpants from yesterday. My slightly curly black hair resembled a tangled mess. Swinging my legs round, I stood up and made my way to the kitchen. I was not alone. Collin Littlesea sat merrily on a stool, munching on an apple, and smiling at me as he saw me enter. I scowled back at him.
He merely chuckled at my expression. Somehow, he fancied that he held a charm about him that would make me 'fall' for him. 'Pff, as if. He's a year too young.' I thought. I made my way to the fridge, pulling out a yoghurt. I turned to get a spoon from the drawer, realizing too late that Collin had moved his chair so it was exactly in front of the draw I needed to reach.
Standing my ground, I spoke in a harsh tone, my words spitting out like icy venom aimed at his throat. "Move now." I said. Collin took it all in stride. Smiling like he couldn't be any happier, he spoke, "What's the magic word Ave?". I groaned, but complied. "Move, please." I said, a little less icily. He slowly got up, winked at me, and moved his chair out of my way.
I tugged the drawer open and grabbed my spoon. Sitting down on a stool as far away as I could muster from him, I pulled open my yoghurt and began to eat it slowly. I glared at him, and simply continued to smirk. "What's the problem Ave? Wolf got your tongue?" he jeered. I ignored him, but I didn't feel like eating in his presence. Throwing my yoghurt in the trash, I dumped my spoon in the sink, and left Collin to his own amusements.
Jogging through the forest alone, and I attempted to attain the peace of mind I so desperately craved. If I came back still angry, it would only encourage Collin further. Yet I couldn't stop feeling the hot anger pulsing through me, and this time it wasn't relenting. It almost seemed to be growing, radiating through my body, and I didn't feel quite myself. The quiet forest wasn't providing any sense of calm, and so I decided to head back home, or at least, back to Emily's.
When I got back, Collin was still there, but now Sam was up, and they were engaged in conversation. Collin still had the cheek to wink at me. I felt too hot and bothered to scowl back. Sam noticed my entrance, and turned to me. "Hi Ave, I was-Ave? Avery? Are you all right? Avery?!" he yelled with concern as I felt myself fall on the floor. My body went through several spasms, and I screamed. The heat wasn't mildly uncomfortable, but burning painfully. I felt as if my body was made out of play dough, and some child was morphing it into something completely different.
The heat stopped, and suddenly I found myself on all fours. 'Where am I? What happened? I'm scared!' the thoughts were rushing through my head so fast I couldn't focus on one particular one. I tried to look for an exit, and found one. I dashed out the door so fast; I knocked over a stool in my haste. Being outside slightly relieved some of my fears, but I was still mightily confused.
I yelped loudly as something large and black moved in my peripheral vision. Turning round, I was greeted by a large black wolf, and a smaller dark brown wolf standing behind him. Thoughts, which were still racing through my head, were interrupted by a voice I recognized as Sam's, but I couldn't hear where it was coming from. 'Avery, calm down, it's me, Sam. Let me explain things to you.' The voice said. Another voice also pierced my thoughts, this one belonged to Collin, only it sounded more reassuring, not jeering like usual. 'Ave, calm down, you need to listen to Sam.' Collin said, surely in an attempt to calm me.
I found myself whining, but I lied down on the soft earth. As my voice didn't appear to want to work, I found myself thinking my words. 'Sam! I'm so scared Sam! What happened?' I thought, hoping he could hear me in the same way that I appeared able to hear him. Collin interrupted my thoughts, probably unable to contain them. 'You phased Ave. You're a wolf.' He thought. Those six words hit the shock-override-button in my mind. 'I'm a what?! How did this happen?! Can it be fixed?! I don't want to be a mutt!' I thought, not thinking about how I was phrasing my words.
The black wolf turned to growl at the dark brown one, who shrunk a little lower to the ground. 'Sorry Sam, it just came out!' Collin thought anxiously. On any normal day, I would relish in the fact that Collin was anxious, but this was clearly not a normal day. I felt anger begin to rise above fear in my thoughts, which I directed at Sam, ignoring Collin for a moment. 'Sam! Answer my question! Can this be fixed?!' I thought, the rage evident in my thoughts.
The black wolf turned to face me now, only it wasn't just the black wolf anymore, it was Sam, and he looked angry. He took a few steps forward, his legs stiff, and uttered a low, menacing growl. I felt my anger dissipate almost instantly, and before I remember telling my new body to, my head had dipped for Sam. His enraged thoughts rang through both mine and Collins minds, making us both visibly flinch. 'I am Sam Uley, alpha of this pack, and I will not be spoken to like that by anyone, especially not by you Avery Uley.' He thought to me, although Collin still got every word.
I wanted to say something, but Sam wasn't done. 'You are one of us now, and you will have to learn to accept it. Now, Collin, since you decided that you were fit to tell her what she was, you can spend the rest of the day and however many more days explaining the rest of it.' Sam thought, turning back to Collin. Collin simply thought 'Yes Sam.' although I could tell he was about as happy with this pairing as I was.
The black wolf seemed to sigh, and then he shot off into the woods. His last thoughts to us were 'I'll need to explain what's happened to the rest of the pack and somehow get word to Jacob.' I turned back to Collin, and he glared at me. Both of us not wanting to start my new education into being a wolf, we stood there glowering at each other for several minutes before Emily came out.
Her words were simple and accepting. "Sam's texted me. He says he wants you guys to get going." She said, turning to go back inside. She paused, and smiled, before turning back to wish us both luck. I watched her figure enter the house, before turning to grimly approach Collin. 'What's first then?' I asked mentally. Collin let out a chortle, something akin to laughter as he began to realize the bright side of being my teacher. I snarled unappreciatively. 'Well…' he thought.