AN: Heterochromia is set in a timeline where Bella is with Edward, and the whole wedding/baby thing did not occur. They're all still in school. It's a semi-AU. Jacob is the alpha of his new pack, Sam's at the other end of the world. It's a story, let's just make it straight-forward. Many changes will take place, and you may hate me for it. Please don't read if you hate any of these.

Warning: Slash, M/M, M/M/M(?), Original character appearance. Break ups, love/hate, suicidal intentions, emotional situations, just about everything you can get in a supernatural story. Maybe OOC-ness, I don't know. You can be the judge of that.

This is my first Twilight fanfic, inspired by many things.

Chapter 1: Haze

Ever since the early mornings, the weather had been relentless. Rain poured never endingly, never once letting up. Roads which had indecent drainage systems caused ankle-high floods, forcing cars to slow their paces and thus causing minor jams. It hadn't helped that there was a fog clouding the air. Though not the worst, figures about twenty yards away would start to become mere shadows, and the residents were careful not to collide into each other or structures like lamp posts.

Forks held such a moody atmosphere, once would've thought an ill-omen was brewing.

Within the cafeteria, the vampires were enjoying the day as per norm. As dark and gloomy as the weather seemed, it was perfect for them night-stalkers. Though it wasn't actually necessary to be attending, seeing how dreaded the weather was, sometimes chilling at the school was a mere past-time, like a picnic in the park. They learnt to appreciate being surrounded by humans, and in a way, this was training to remain in the realm of the humans.

They took baby steps since the times they became vampires to control their behaviours. It took lots of moral support from each other, and resisting the delicious scent of blood was the biggest lesson to control. By now, they were tame to the life sustenance. It would take a massive amount of blood for them to actually trigger a bloodlust, but most were able to deter from the source and make do hunting for animals'.

And speaking of animal...

Edward threw a curious glance to a table where the mutts would settle themselves at on a rainy day. Being opposing species, the wolves were less than amused about breathing the same air as the blood-suckers. They usually took to the lawn near the track and field area, finding it a cosier location where they could breathe the nearby forest air. However, when the weather gets rough, even the tough requires shelter.

The rain should've been an incentive enough for the mutts to take shelter, but not a single one of them were here. Edward couldn't even catch a wiff of them during school hours. Maybe the pack had decided to take the day off. No matter, it wasn't his concern.

Out of the corner of his eyes, Bella had infiltrated his peripheral vision and he met her questioning eyes.

"Was wondering where the mutts are," Edward offered thoughtfully. Bella scoffed, clearly unimpressed by the title given to her childhood friend.

"Don't call them that. They have pride too," the human settled herself in the seat next to Edward, placing her food tray on the table. Without much of an effort, she had slipped into conversation with Alice, who started to playfully steal Bella's salad leaf by leaf.

Edward relaxed into his seat, throwing an arm on the back rest of his partner's. He decided to be a prick and infiltrate a few minds nearby, though there wasn't usually anything interesting. Usually it was the same few things. Closing his eyes and pretending to take a rest, he let his mind open and wander through the occupants of the room.

What should I wear tonight? It's cold and raining heavily, but I want to wear something sexy

Man, there goes soccer training

Ugh, she's so noisy, can't she stop talking

I'm so sleepy

Vampire

The single word has Edward's eyes snapping open and tensed. Jasper, who was seated right opposite him, was the first to notice the abrupt change in atmosphere regarding his family member. He doesn't show it, of course. He merely observed Edward further. The latter discretely glanced about. Where he sat wasn't an advantage to this, since most of his back was facing the cafeteria.

While scanning the periphery he could see, he focused on trying to source out the voice. It belonged to a male, ruling out about half the population settled in the cafeteria. The voice wasn't too deep, sounding like a sophomore level. Though many people don't actually notice, the older one gets, the rougher their voices tend to be.

Vampire

The single word had Edward on edge this time. There was a taunt behind the tone; he was sure of it. But other than this word, he couldn't pick up any other messages.

Finally, his vision stopped short at the mutts' table where someone, definitely not a werewolf he recognised, was seated. He felt his breath hold.

The boy seated there couldn't have been more than fifteen years old. He blended well with the lower grades, but seated alone, he looked far from just young. He had slightly messy jet black hair, and there were long, light brown strands that curtained his chest. For some perculiar reason, he had a brown eye patch over his right eye, while his hazel brown left stared straight into Edward's. He wore an oversized hoody and baggy pants, making his small physique looking even smaller. The boy couldn't have stood more than 5'3'', even smaller than Bella.

"Edward? What's wrong?" Bella's voice returned him to reality. Said person snapped out of his trance, and Edward blinked, as if in a daze. Bella wrapped a hand around his arm, and Edward realised belatedly that he was actually standing.

His vampire family were peerng at him in concern as well, along with a few curious looks from the patrons of the cafeteria. Edward merely shook his head.

"It's..." He trailed off when he returned to glanced at the wolves' sitting area. The boy was gone, but the loose cafeteria door was rocking in its wake, hinting that someone had just left. "...nothing. I'll be right back." The other didn't fail to catch the hint of seriousness. They started to speculate on what had Edward on his toes, as they watched him head towards the exit.

"Edward!" Bella called out, but not too loudly. "Should I come with?"

The vampire shook his head. "It's fine. I'll be back in a bit." With that, he disappeared from sight through the double cafeteria doors.

Looking a little defeated, Bella settled herself back into her seat, staring at her bowl of salad.

"Don't worry. I'm sure it's nothing bad," Alice piped up, trying to relieve the darkening mood. "Besides, you know that I would know if anything happens."

Bella appreciated her goof friend's nature whole heartedly. "Yeah, I know you will."

"So!" The pretty female vampire smiled, and her voice softens. "About the secret picnic you wanted to set up with Edward..."

Edward's nose scrunched a bit when he could smell the wolves. He knew the rain would usually make smells and scents muskier and stronger, but he didn't expect them to smell this strong, considering that they weren't even nearby. At least he thought so, because they weren't in sight.

What his eyes did catch, though, was the same boy some distance away. The kid walked fast for someone his size. Like a moth drawn to a flame, Edward took large, quick but silent strides to remove the distance between them. The boy didn't seem to respond at the approach. For some reason, though, Edward couldn't pick up any thoughts. It was a familiar sensation, like walking into an invisible wall... the same feeling he had when he first met Bella.

By the time Edward stood a few inches behind the boy, he had to wince a little. As he had expected, the boy was even shorter than Bella at full height. The clothes were so loose that one side of the black hoody was showing off half of one shoulder. The pants that were clearly ten sizes too big was pooling at his feet, the edges moistly darkened by rain picked up from the floor. That was when he noticed the boy didn't actually have shoes on as he padded through the sheltered walkway.

More importantly, why was the smell of the werewolves so strong...?

"Hey," Edward said, a little too gruff for his own likely. He wondered if it was because he couldn't tell what the boy was thinking now. Edward was sure he had called out loud enough, and his brows knitted when the boy merely continued walking without a care for the world. "Hey!" Edward snapped, annoyed this time. He reached out and forced the kid to turn around.

Alike the first time, the single hazel eye met the goldens ones of the vampire's, without a single emotion. For a second there, Edward felt like he was staring at a statue. Nothing was emitted from the boy. No emotion, no thoughts... His fale was pale like a mannequin, skin smooth and inhumanly perfect.

Inhumanly. This form of perfection could only reside in one species.

"You-"

"Cullen!" The name snapped through the air. Edward didn't miss that sharp apprehension in the voice he recognised well. What had his hand flinching was the very rare, underlying wolf's growl to be accompanied by it. Jacob was always careful about his canine persona in public. This was far from normal.

The werewolf didn't come alone. Pack members around his age were flanking him, and Jacob brushed past the vampire to grab the strange boy around his neck, almost like a clothesline wrestling move. It obviously wasn't to decapitate the small figure, but it sure seemed strong enough, because the boy stumbled a few paces back, only to find his feet when his back was pressed against Jacob's large chest.

The rest of the pack members assumed their places behind their alpha, their low snarls defeaned by the heavy rain. Edward wasn't too intimidated, because he knew that the wolves couldn't do anything. Not in this form, and most definitely not in public. Currently, they were all bark and no bite, pun not intended.

"I thought I told you not to leave Embry's side?" Jacob huffed against the black hair, taking the chance to ensure that the vampire hadn't left any scent on the boy.

"It's not his fault," the boy replied. Edward could've sworn there was a slight tingle in his spine when he heard the voice. The voice speaking and in thought were much to different than he had expected. Now, physically hearing it, the boy sounded dejected, lost and monotonous. Yet, it was gentle, smooth and... hiding things. "I walked off on my own to take a look around when Embry went to the wash."

"Don't ever do that again." If Edward knew better, Jacob sounded like a mother reprimanding a child. He narrowed his gaze when the werewolf's eyes met his. "Stay away from him."

Edward didn't know if the 'him' was referring to the boy or he. Either way, the warning was stern, but it didn't seem to faze the boy. In fact, the kid merely reached for the arm locked around his neck, and tugged on it. It seemed to let Jacob know that he had been holding on much too tight, and the latter released his grip, looking apologetic for a moment.

So this was probably why he was picking up the smell of wolves. The boy had been hanging out with them.

"Who is this, exactly?" Edward questioned, his curiosity getting the better of him.

"Not your concern, vampire."

Someone was really edgy today.

"I think it's only fair to let us know when someone not human is hanging around... Don't forget that we share this territory," Edward reminded. It was probably the lamest excuse he could think off, but his mind couldn't work too right just then. He was preoccupied by the stare from a single hazel eye.

Jacob frowned, but deep inside, he knew what the vampire was getting to. If the other clan wasn't aware of new members under their watch, they were somewhat warranted to kill the intruder. But knowing what the boy is, it probably wasn't a risk, but more of a... surprise.

"His name... Well, he doesn't actually have a name..." Jacob trailed off, looking down at the top of the jet black hair.

Edward had to raise a brow at that. It almost seemed like Jacob had picked him up from the roadside and adopted him like a lost puppy.

"Why didn't you give him one then?"

Jacob growled. "Shut up. I just didn't think about it. We've just been calling him 'kid' or 'boy'."

Edward merely nodded. That's what he had been referring to the male in his head. Not that he would really care, to be honest, but a name was important to anyone. It was a title to an individual that made them special and different. Knowing that this kid didn't have a name seemed so... sad.

A series of growls and snarls made their way when Edward took a step forward and grabbed the boy's chin. Jacob's was the loudest, rumbling deeply in his chest. An arm of his curled around the boy protectively. He knew Edward wouldn't be dumb to attack, seeing he was being outnumbered and all. But, he knew the vampire was mirroring that thought, and dared to make his move.

Tilting the boy's chin up, their eyes could only meet when the boy's neck craned backwards, pressing against Jacob's chest.

"Your eyes are vibrant hazel... yet they're so misty inside," Edward muttered, more to himself than anyone. "Staring into them, it's like getting lost... in a haze."

"Haze," the single word repeated.

"Do you like it?" The vampire mused. He relished the moment where his fingers brushed against the flawless skin, warm and comforting against his icy cold fingertips.

'Haze' nodded slightly, and Edward retreated. A sense of satisfaction washed over him, like he had won a trophy prize. Jacob, on the other hand, wasn't too happy.

"Edward! Jacob!" Bella's voice shouted from the other end of the walkway. Edward looked over his shoulder to see his family rushing over, concern written all over their faces. He could hear the wolves giving low noises of discontent at the arrival of the opposite race.

The human came up and stepped between her boyfriend and best friend, just for measure. It was then she noticed the person she had never seen before.

"Who..."

"This is Haze. He seems to be their new pack member," Edward offered. He didn't miss Jacob opening his mouth, about to say something. However, the wolf decided against it, and merely nodded slightly.

"Oh... nice to meet you," Bella offered a hand. Haze merely stared at it, and the brunette retracted her hand awkwardly. "Not a physical person, I see," she tried to smile, but that was when she saw Jacob's arm around the lithe person. Her thoughts tried to piece things together.

The fall out with Jacob wasn't pleasant after Bella decided to be with Edward, and they weren't on speaking terms too much. They would pass an occasional 'hi', but that was it. She figured that she ought to let time heal, and let Jacob come to her when he felt comfortable enough. At least, that's what she took the initiative of, sending him a text to say so. That was about a month ago.

Nevertheless, if Jacob was... well, gay, she wasn't going to judge. Jacob deserved to be loved, regardless of who the other was.

"We'll leave it as that," Jacob announced. He steered Haze away from the vampires. Their big crowd in the small walkway would start attracting atention, and from their stances, they could be easily assumed to be starting a fight. Both groups kept low profiles within the school grounds, and attracting attention would not be a positive outcome. Jacob cocked his head at his pack, the other three relaxing their stances and eyeing the vampires. It was only after Jacob passed them by did they follow suit obediently.

Edward and his family watched as the werwolves sauntered away. He was eyeing the baggy jeans that shuffled between Jacob's legs, since the latter's form had pretty much covered the small person.

At least give the kid some shoes, he caught himself thinking.

Mentally giving himself a slap, he turned his attention to Bella, who had been staring at him for a while.

"It's nothing," Edward brushed his girlfriend off just as she was about to speak. "The boy's just very peculiar, that's all."

"You mean Haze?" Bella questioned, briefly looking over at the werewolf pack who entered the building.

Edward nodded as he placed an arm around his girlfirend's shoulders, being the one to steer her back towards the cafeteria. As he approached the other vampires, he noticed Alice held a frown, biting her lip.

"What's wrong?"

"We came out because there was a quick vision of you being in a stand-off with the werewolves," Alice said slowly.

"Nothing happened," Edward gave an assuring smile. He knew Alice was apprehensive when it came to family, and especially when it involved the werewolves. Edward was about to walk past Alice when the lady grasped his arm in a grip. It was a tight one, that had Edward halting in his steps.

"It's not the wolves I'm concerned about," she spoke softly, in a tone Edward couldn't decipher as confused or fearful. "I saw you, Jacob and his pack."

"And?"

"I didn't see Haze."

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-Neu