Chapter 1

This story has no specific time according to the books.

OH, GOD! I can't believe I'm doing this. I must be out of my mind. All these things were going through my head as me, my mom and my idiotic adopted little brother drove down to La Push from the Makah Reservation. I was on the search of my supposed "Half-brother", Embry Call. My father had been John Call, but I never actually me the guy because I had been conceived in a one-night stand. I knew he was Quileateu because of the "changes" I was going through. Only the Quileateu could go through these changes.

I had heard that my father had had another son who had my same last name. You see, Call is a VERY RARE name, especially on this side of the US. My mom had a different last name because I was stubborn enough to keep my REAL last name. So I was on the hunt to see if he was going through the same changes as I was. If I found him and he was then we were going to move down there.

"Are you nervous, Lily?" my mom asked me turning down the radio

"What do you think, mother? I'm going to a place that I've never been, to meet up with my supposed brother who might or might not be a WEREWOLF, just like me."

My mother just gave me "the look".

"I'm sorry mom. Yes, I am nervous"

"Yeah, you're nervous of finding freaks like you" my adorable 11 year old brother said

"Don't make me go back there and rip off your HEAD, you know I'll do it!!" I said turning around in my seat.

"Jason, that is ENOUGH. Your sister is not a FREAK" my mother said looking him through the mirror and giving him "the look".

After 15 minutes of silence, the curiosity was giving me a headache.

"Mom, where did you hear that the Quilautues have werewolves and that I might have a brother?" I asked

"Well, about a month ago, I was shopping and I ordered something for you and when I gave your whole name, the man next to me said that his two grandsons' best friend had that same last name. And it all went from there"

"So you told this complete stranger that I was a werewolf?"

"No honey, he just told me that the boy had never met his father and since neither had you, well, he and I thought that you two might be related"

"Ok, well, maybe this guy will have an explanation as to why this is happening to me"

"Yeah, who knows, honey? Maybe you'll find more people like you"

"Yeah, maybe, I don't know. So where exactly are we going, to the guy's house or to my "brother's" house?"

"We're going to the man's house, that's where Embry and his grandsons would be"

"Oh, and just one question: What is the name of the man? Because we just can't call him THE MAN when we arrive"

"Oh, didn't I tell you? His name is Quil Atera and also one of his grandson's name is also Quil"

"Oh, WOW, INTERESTING names" whenever I got nervous, I was really sarcastic. But hey I had an excuse; I was going to meet my brother. JOY!!

After an hour of driving down a road surrounded by the forest and fighting with my Jason, we had FINALLY arrived. We were at this quaint, little house with all the windows open. I got out from the car, smoothed my strapless, orange sun dress, almost twisted my ankle when my heel fell in a hole I hadn't seen and knocked the door.

"Coming" this elderly but strong voice said from the inside

When the door opened, a white haired man opened the door but his face didn't fit with his body, he was HUGE and had muscles and was taller than my 5' 11 feet tall figure including my 4-inch heels. He must have been Quil, the grandfather.

"Oh, hi, you must be Lillian Call and hi, Mrs. Brown ad who's this little guy?" he said messing up Jason's hair with his ginormous hand.

"This is Jason and you can call me Samantha and as you already found out this is Lillian" my mother said extending her hand and shaking it with his.

I felt obliged to do the same: "Hi, Mr. Atera. Please call me Lily"

"WHOA, you're burning up. Please call me Quil" he said with a smile "Oh, why don't you come in, you must be freezing in this weather"

Well, I wasn't but I'm pretty sure my mom and Jason were. They weren't freakish werewolves with super body temperature.

"So, where's the younger Quil, huh? Because you're obviously the old one" said Jason as he came in

My mom and I both threw him a scowl when we sat down in the living room

"Oh, he's out with his friends at the beach"

"Jason, we do no talk to people like that" my mom said as she nudged him in the arm

"No, it's ok, I like this kid, he's spontaneous"

"You're house is beautiful, Quil" I said trying to change the mood

"Thank you, my wife decorated it like this"

"Oh, is she around?" my mom asked

"No, she passed away some time ago"

"We're sorry" the three of us said at the same time lowering our heads

"Oh, that's ok. She is now in heaven having a better life than before. So, enough small talk, tell me about you, Lily"

HI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So, there you have it, the first chapter of Missing Pieces. I hope you like it; soon I'll be posting the other chapters. It's going to be hard to post constantly because I have so much school work because I'm secretary for my class of 2010. (YAY!!!!) Please tell me what you think and if I should continue.

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