Summary; Claire has hated Natalie since the first day they met, on her third birthday. Natalie is Brady's little sister, all throughout her life, she has only known kindness and welcome, but when her brother imprints on Lacy, Claire's best friend, things are bound to get ugly. At least, Jacob will always be there for her when nobody else is, right? At her breaking point, Jacob bails on her to go visit an old friend, Isabella Swan-Cullen. An old foe from the tribe takes that time to do harm to their future chief's future wife, who just might be the answer to an upcoming war.
Her childhood starts from 5 Years Before-Twilight & goes into Natalie's late teen years After Breaking Dawn.
I have decided to come back to this story, which used to be called; Enemy of Claire Young: Natalie Rose Carter, I believe the new title is a good improvement to start with, lol.
It'll be Brady's P.O.V. for the first a few chapters, because he's the big brother & will be taking care of her the most(:
Oh & by the way, Brady's 14 he phased early.
(Phased Already) Sam- 16 & Hasn't Met Emily, Yet. She's In Her Little Reservation For Now.
(Phased Already) Paul- 16 & Rachel Is At A Boarding School, So They Haven't Met.
(Phased Already & Imprinted) Jared- 16 & Kim- 11,
(Phased Early & Imprinted) Quil- 14 & Claire- 2
(Phased Already) Leah- 16 & Is Going To Date Sam Later On...
(Won't Phase Until 4th Chapter) Embry- 13
(Will Not Phase Until 3rd Chapter) Jacob- 13
(Hasn't Phased, Not Until 9th Chapter) Seth- 9
(Hasn't Phased Yet, Probably in the 9th Chapter) Collin-9
So I changed their ages up a bit. I didn't want the age difference to be TOO extreme, sorry:D
Brady P.O.V. (At La Push Hospital)
I am never going to get a girl pregnant. My mom's giving birth right now to my sister and Thank God for a girl! Maybe she'll help my brothers beclean and quiet, for once in their lives.
"AHHH!" Mom's could not withstand any pain and what does she do?
Mother dearest, didn't get an epidural and all that pain, well; You get what you ask for.
She decided that since she was having a girl, that it would be okay for her to not get any pain killers. The doctors should have forced them into her back, that way maybe Dad wouldn't feel so guilty.
Well I guess he should, he did knock her up again for the third time in his life.
It was a funny sight, though. He kept running to the waiting room from the labor room every time she yelled.
He looked tired and excited, "She's okay! Our little girl is coming soon! What should we name her?" he asked us, since I was the only one who paid attention when he ran over here.
Austin, my thirteen year old little asshole was texting his girlfriend, Bertha? Beatrice? I really do not even care what her name is, but the girl. she's good for him. She keeps him calm, when she knows he's upset, I've seen it and in all honesty, it's like their soul mates. I wouldn't be surprises if Austin married the girl... I really should remember her name.
Our brother, Robert was the youngest boy. He turned twelve last month in November. Rob is an unnaturally calm kid, he never gets angry or annoyed and the freakiest part is he has recently taken up reading! Sure, he asks Austin and I to play with him at times, but he's grown out of his childhood and soon will be a teen. And then, goodbye calm! He'll be awkward and smelly and ugh...
Crap, Dad asked a question. I shrugged, "She's not my kid for me to name her."
I heard him mutter to himself, "Thank God. But no, seriously what do you think? What name wouldn't get annoying to hear everyday?"
"Natalie, like Grandma and Rose for the other Grandmother," Austin said, still looking down to his phone.
I grinned at my father, "He took the words right out of my mouth, Natalie Rose Carter. I think it's perfect."
He was about to reply when we heard, "DAMON! YOU BETTER GET YOUR ASS IN HERE RIGHT NOW!" Mom yelled, sounding angrier than ever.
Giving me an apologetic grin, he sauntered to his imprint. Yep, imprint.
Dad was a werewolf, just like me. He stopped phasing after college, though when he and Mom found out she was pregnant with me.
It sucks that my brother's are gonna be wolves, too. I'm just scared that Natalie will phase, too. Leah did it and she's a girl, anything is possible at this point...
I wonder what my little sister will look like. She'll probably be beautiful, our parents were the it couple in high school, meaning they were the hottest people there.
Not to sound cocky, but I got my dad's tan chiseled looks, just like my brothers, so it makes sense that our sister's really pretty. Hopefully, she gets our Mother's features. Mom is beautiful, she has curly dark brown hair and dark grey eyes.
Guess I'll find out soon, Dad just burst into the small waiting room and yelled in a happiness, "She's here! She's here! Little Natalie is finally here!"
"When can we, " I looked at my brother, "well when can I see her?" I asked, excited.
He was still talking about her and I was starting to get annoyed. I want to see her, not listen to descriptions of her. I sighed sternly, "Dad! Can we go see her?".
He looked like a deer-in-headlights and then started again, "She's amazing! Her hair is light brown and curly, like your mother's! It's in little spirals up to her ears! She's so tiny! Natalie, that's her name by the way, she can already make sounds!" I tuned him out as he led me to my mom's room.
Nurses were coming out smiling at us. Once we shuffled our way inside, I saw that my mom's eyes were bright with joy.
Mom looked up and whispered, "Brady, come meet Natalie."
I went over to her cautiously, looking at my dad for approval. The wolf in him is always present, it's still in his blood, so if he thought I was a threat to his newborn pup, he could very well order me to leave.
My mother looked tired and a bit flushed. Sweat was starting to dry on her forehead. Her green-ish eyes were sunken in, making her look older. Her light brown curly hair was tangled in a ponytail and mattered together. Even though, she still radiated happiness.
"Damon!" she said, annoyed.
His eyes hardened a bit, but then he chuckled, "I was kidding!" and nodded to me.
I smiled and eagerly went to the side of the hospital bed. I groaned, "She's beautiful. Damn, I have a feeling she's going to be an imprint," I stated as I saw my sister's face for the first time ever.
She had mocha colored skin and pastel pink cheeks. Her pink bottom lip is a bit fuller than her upper one, giving her a permanent pout, making her even more adorable. She had long dark brown eyelashes and barely-there arched eyebrows, making her heart shaped faced complete. Her little button nose made me smile.
Dad came over and was on the other side looking at her, too. He already looked pissed, "If any of, your upcoming pack mates imprints on her, I'm going sedate them and perform a castration!" he growled.
I nodded agreeing with him. Mom laughed, "I'd rather have someone imprint on her! Imagine, she'll never have to go through a break up! She'd be a lucky girl,"
Ignoring my mom, I replied to my father, "Even if she is an imprint, she's not dating until she's twenty-five and out of the house."
Mom shook her head at me, "I'm praying she gets imprinted on, it'll make her happy. Just as I wish, you imprint someday soon, Brady! You'll be happier than you've ever been in your life until the day you die, it's wonderful! Damon, you already know descendants from wolves get imprinted on one fourth of the time to make the gene stronger. You were a pretty big wolf..."
When Dad was about to protest, she snapped, "She'll have a protector for the rest of her life! It'll be great if she gets imprinted on! Besides, she'll be able to calm down all those boys! They're so rowdy and if they always visit Brady to eat my cooking, then they'll need to learn to be quieter! Besides, maybe they won't spoil Claire as much as they already do," she complained, "I swear that little girl can't ever say please or thank you! It's gotten even worse since Quil imprinted on her! As a 2 year old, she needs to be taught mannerism, while she can still get them embedded into her brain!"
"I thought I was the only one who thought that," Dad murmured, "Natalie here, is gonna give Claire-Bear a run for her money!" he exclaimed, laughing.
A small cry echoed the room, our eyes instantly went to the pink bundle Mom was holding. "Shh, Natalie. Shh, Mommy's here, Mommy's here.", Mom grabbed the bottle of milk that was next to the drawer I was standing next to, "Ugh, it's kind of cold."
She looked at me with pleading eyes, "Can you heat it up with your hands?" she asked. I sighed, but nodded and grabbed the bottle.
"What's in this stuff, anyway?" I wondered aloud.
Dad wrinkled up his nose, "Your mother's breast milk," he laughed.
My eyes widened as I looked at the plastic bottle in disgust, "Eww! Is she supposed to eat this?"
She huffed, "If it's so nasty, Bradley, then why did you drink it when you were a baby?"
Dad gave out a small 'oooh burn!'.
I rolled my eyes, "Good point, sorry, Mother," I apologized, still disgusted.
When the bottle was warm enough, I gave it it my mother who put it to Natalie's lips.
Her eyes were still closed as she suckled, "What color are her eyes?"
"They are the most amazing shade of green! They are light around the outside and they get darker around her little pupils! Oh, she's just amazing!" Dad gushed.
I laughed at him, "I expected Mom to squeal like, but not you Dad!" Mom's tinkling laughter filled the room with mine.
Dad's cheeks got a bit darker and he uttered the most embarrassing words in the world a father could tell to his teenage son, "She's my baby girl, Brady! You'll understand when you get your wife knocked up with one!" he exclaimed.
"No way! I'm not getting any girl pregnant! After hearing Mom scream because of child labor is enough to have me scarred for life!".
They laughed as I mumbled, "Yeah, go ahead and laugh at something I find scary, it's not as bad as being scared of shadows in the dark, Dad!"
That shut him up, but Mom laughed louder. Natalie opened her eyes as if on cue, she looked me straight in the eyes and then squealed, trying to reach for me. I took her out of my mom's arms, gently.
"See, she already knows who you are Brady! Told you she was smart!" Dad chortled, walking out the door, "I'm going to check up on the other offspring!"
Mom yawned, "Take care of her, Bray. When she falls asleep please put her in the bed thing the nurses brought us. It's so weird, the wheels. It's almost as if they expect the babes to wheel themselves out of the room," she closed her eyes and starting snoring softly.
I looked at Natalie again and smiled. She had that refreshing baby smell and there was a faint scent of orange blossoms and coco bean on her.
"The packs going to love you, specially Leah. She has a soft spot for little babies, like you! Oh, Kim's going to freak when she sees you, bet you she's going to convince Jared to have a baby with her, too. I hope none of the future wolf-guys imprint on you. Your future husband's gonna be too older than you and that will just not do," I cooed at her.
She giggled and yawned, her little arms stretching upwards. Then Natalie fell asleep.
I tucked her in the blanket tighter, but enough to let her move around. Then I placed her in the baby carrier thing on wheels.
"Goodnight." I whispered and shut off the lights in the room.
Okay, so this was the first chapter!(: Please tell me what you think about it:D Next chapter, Natalie is going to be 1 year old & will finally meet Claire!