A/N: I do not own Twilight, Stephanie Meyer does.
I want to say, I did not come up with the original idea for this story. It was emailed to me by Feng Yue. This was such a good idea, and I just ran with it. Here's where it led me.
(Nadi's POV)
My name is Nadi and I am a Quileute werewolf from the La Push tribe. I am one of the original werewolves, the only daughter of Taha Aki. I was born in 1507. I'm the first and only female werewolf. Not that anyone knew that of course. I remember all too well, the day I changed into a wolf for the first time.
After one of my brothers killed a Cold One, it's mate came to our tribe. The Cold Woman killed my brother and half of my tribe. My father phased and began to fight the Cold Woman. My mother ran towards her and stabbed herself in the chest to give my father a fighting chance. While she was distracted, two of my brothers phased and helped my father.
What surprised me though, was I phased. No one saw me, which I was grateful for. I didn't know what to do. I had only heard of men changing, no women. I didn't know what my father of brothers would say, I was scared they would banish me from the tribe.
So I ran into the woods and far away from La Push. A female werewolf forever frozen at eighteen years old. I went back to La Push fifteen years after I left and told a woman there that I was from the Makah tribe and did she know where I could find Taha Aki's daughter. I, of course, was talking about myself, but thankfully she didn't know that.
She told me the tribe believed I was killed by the Cold Woman many years before but no one had seen my death or found my body. They assumed the Cold Woman killed me in the water, even though my brothers said I never went into the water. She also said my father was indescribably upset over losing his wife, daughter and son in one day.
My eyes welled up with tears and I bid her farewell. My heart ached for what my leaving did to my family, but I couldn't return now. I couldn't help but think if it would have been worse had I stayed in La Push.
I shook those thoughts away and left La Push again. I returned to running the earth. I stayed in North America for years, the moved to South America, Africa and eventually Europe. I never aged. My only change was my hair grew.
I remembered my father say we aged when we imprint. I desperately wanted to imprint, so everywhere I went I looked into the eyes of every man. Never finding my soul mate.
It wasn't too hard to get men to look at me. I'm 6'1", which is tall for a woman no matter what generation. I have black hair that is currently hanging past my waist, brown eyes, russet skin, high cheekbones, full breasts, a flat stomach, wide hips, but they ft my body and long legs. My body was overall very toned.
I got stares, offers of courtship, and other "activities", but I refused. I had an imprint out there somewhere and I was saving my whole self for him. I wouldn't settle for any man.
I never returned to La Push, I didn't phase back and forth very often, I stayed in one form for long periods of time. I just wandered around, passing time.
Right now, I was just outside of Italy playing in the snow. It wasn't cold to me, with my 108.9 body temperature. I did love the feeling of snow in my fur. I pranced in circles for a bit before I lay down and rolled over in the snow. I knew I was acting like a dog, but what did I care. It was fun.
I stood up and shook the snow from my fur, watching it fall to the ground. A sickly sweet scent hit me like a ton of bricks. I knew that scent immediately. Vampire. I hadn't come across one since my mother's death. I wasn't sure how to fight or even if I could. I stood alert and looked around. There was a flash of white to my left, but before I could turn, he was in front of me, tall, blonde, beautiful and staring at me with deep golden eyes.
Strange. I remembered the Cold Woman having red eyes. He took a whiff of me and stepped back. "You smell human." He said in a perplexed voice. Amazement and curiosity crossed his beautiful features.
I decided to shock him even more and phase in front of him. He gasped as his eyes widened. He asked, "What are you?" I wanted to answer, but another realization stopped me.
"Why aren't you attacking me? Are you not a Cold One?" I asked him. He looked genuinely confused, so I explained my story, my tribe, my mother's death, everything. Why did I trust this man so much?
"My name is Carlisle Cullen. I am a 'Cold One' as you say, but I do not drink human blood. I survive on animal blood. I do not wish to harm humans, you see." He said. His English accent dripping with sincerity.
I thought that over before answering, "Seeing as I am protector of the humans, and you are a friend to the humans, you shall be friend to the wolves as well."
Carlisle smiled at this and looked down at my exposed form. "Maybe we should get you some clothes." He said.
I shook my head, "I'm not cold."
Carlisle chuckled and said, "Yes, well, how will the locals react to a nude woman in town?"
I concurred. We walked back to the tree where I stashed my clothes. We sat down in the snow and he told me his story.
He was born in 1640. His father hunted vampires, witches and werewolves, but mostly ended up killing innocent civilians until he turned it over to Carlisle who was smart enough to find real vampires. He was turned into a vampire in 1663. He had only been a vampire for about thirteen years, as it was now 1676, but he had excellent control, enough not to kill me. Carlisle was on his way to Volterra to study with the Volturi, which he explained were vampire royalty.
Carlisle and I ran side by side until we reached Rome. Then Carlisle stopped and told me it would be best if I didn't continue on with him, as the royal vamps wouldn't be as open to me as he was. I complied and we hugged. He promised to see me again when he came out to hunt. And we did, every time Carlisle came out to hunt. He became a doctor in 1901 and left the Volturi in 1907. We met up just outside of Rome as we had so many times before.
We decided to go to the New World. I was born there, but Carlisle had never been to America so together we ran. We were just outside of Paris when the vampire stench hit us. This one was different from Carlisle, a hint of human blood in its scent.
We both stopped as the bloodsucker came out of the trees, her red eyes fixed on me. My heart almost stilled from her intense gaze.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" She purred.
Carlisle tensed beside me and I was thanking my lucky stars I was in my human form.
Carlisle decided to play a part and he grabbed my hand. "My mate and I are just on our way to Paris. We'd like to be on our way now, if you don't mind."
The new bloodsucker smiled a smile that put fear in my heart and she said, "Mate? She doesn't smell appetizing, is that why you keep her around? Less chance of biting her when she smells so unappetizing? Maybe a little taste would change my mind, maybe you'd like to give me a little time with her?"
Carlisle growled and I began to shake. The last thing I wanted was to phase, even if this vamp was outnumbered.
"Who are you, young one?" Carlisle asked.
The vamp didn't like being called a young one and she growled then answered. "Kayla. What business is it of yours?"
Carlisle smiled and said, "I'm with the Volturi. My mate and I needed time alone and they allowed me to leave with her. They wouldn't be pleased if I came back and told them I was harassed by a young vamp who asked too many questions."
Kayla froze at the mention of the Volturi. She nodded curtly and said, "Yes. But I doubt they'd miss your mate stinking up their castle." She broke a limb off a nearby tree and flung it at us. It hit Carlisle, sending him toppling backwards. I jumped in time to miss it and I phased.
I had my jaws locked around Kayla's head and tore it off. Carlisle was right behind me and tore off her arms. We quickly built a fire and threw her parts into it.
Carlisle took my hand again and off we went. He released my hand when we got to the French docks. We got on a ship and sailed off towards the New World.
~Two-Weeks Later~
Carlisle and I explored New York from the minute we were allowed off the ship. There were many people on the ship with diseases and it took us days to be cleared. I as a werewolf and Carlisle as a vampire, we were immune from diseases.
We walked around New York, ignoring the stares from everyone. I'm not sure if they were staring because of our looks or if it was because a white man was so openly holding the hand of a tall Indian girl.
I was apprehensive at first to let Carlisle hold my hand, but he explained he harbored no romantic feelings for me. He was as lonely as I without a mate. We held hands in a purely platonic companionship.
Of course, I thought Carlisle was attractive, but he wasn't my imprint and I wasn't settling for anyone. Carlisle understood that.
Carlisle and I parted ways in New York. I went out to California and he went to Ohio. He invited me along, but I knew it would be too controversial for us and I wanted to continue searching for my imprint. Though, by now I was starting to think it was impossible for me to imprint. There had only been male wolves that imprinted on females. I was the first female wolf so what did that mean for my ability to imprint?
Instead of settling, I bade Carlisle goodbye. I could see the sadness and loneliness in his eyes, but I left him anyway. Carlisle to Ohio and I to California.
Once I reached California, I gave up on trying to imprint. I had been a wolf nearly 400 years now, if I hadn't imprinted yet, then I wasn't going to. I decided to try to age anyway. I bought a house in California. I made clothes, jewelry and quilts for the local market for money. But I never left my house if I could. I didn't phase for two full years and I still hadn't aged. I started phasing again and hunted for food in my wolf form.
Years passed, but I kept in touch with Carlisle. He wrote to me and said he was done being lonely. He now had a wife, Esme; two adopted sons, Edward and Emmett; and an adopted daughter, Rosalie, who was also married to Emmett.
In one particular letter, he said he was moving again and provided me with the new address. He did this every few years. His new address was closer to me now.
Carlisle wrote to me every six months or so, so naturally I was surprised when I received a letter a mere month after his last. This letter was different than the others. His letters usually contained happy news, updates on his family, whom I'd never met, but this letter, shocked me to the bone.
A/N: First chapter done, yay! I know it's a little slow, right now, but there's plenty of drama coming up, I promise. This was the first time I actually had a playlist to write to. Playlist for this chapter was:
"Heaven Tonight" by H.I.M.
"The Many Lands You Fear" by Lakota Thunder
"Screamer" by Sentient Machine (look them up on My Space, they are awesome!)
"Break Down Here" by Julie Roberts
"Zzyxz Road" by Stone Sour
"Serenity" by Godsmack
"The Unforgiven" by Apocalyptica
"Chinese Arithmetic" by Faith No More
"Love, Me" by Collin Raye
"Is This Love" by Whitesnake
"Your Sweet Six-Six-Six" by H.I.M.
"Bye Bye, Beautiful" by Nightwish
"Would?" by Alice In Chains
(I have a very eclectic taste in music. It ranges from metal to country to tribal to classical, I love it all.)
Thanks for reading, and I hope you'll stick with me as this story unfolds. As always, thanks to AllytheVampChick for being so awesome. I will never stop thanking you girl! Also, thanks to my "muse", Aurore-Darrelle, she knows just what to say to make me laugh! ~Ever Uley~