A/N: Hey! This is my first fan fiction on this website so please leave me a review! This is just the prologue. Thank you for reading and I hope you like it and what's to come! Paige :)

FIRE AND ICE: CAN IT HAPPEN?

PROLOGUE

Russ

The brown wolf ran through the forest, shielded from the heavy rain by the thick canopy of trees. The sound of the rain on the trees drowned the light padding of the wolf's paws on the ground, not that the sound was easy to hear anyway. The wolf reached a clearing and phased back into his human form. A pair of eyes watched him from behind a tree.

Imogen

The vampire watched, fascinated, as the wolf phased with his back to her. She had never seen a wolf phase before; she had no idea what happened when they phased. It was so quick, she found, that even her strong eyes couldn't follow the change. Her sharp eyes followed the lines of his back, every muscle, until they reached... his bare buttocks. If she could have blushed, she would have. She had absolutely no idea that wolves phased back to their human form naked. She thought he was beautiful. Was a vampire supposed to feel this way?

Russ

He smelled a strange, icy smell. It burned his nose, and he recognised it straight away. He whipped around to face a female vampire. It was obvious that she was new born; her eyes were a bright, vivid red. Then, a feeling that the man had never felt engulfed him. He felt sudden warmth for the creature in the trees. The forest disappeared; he could only see the vampire. Everything happened in slow motion then. Everything revolved around this existence. His heart softened and everything returned to normal. He had an urge to protect the young vampire; to aid her. He became aware of something: not only had he just imprinted on a vampire, but he was standing naked in front of her. He quickly tried to cover himself, but it was too late. She had already seen everything. The vampire giggled and stepped out of the trees. She looked at him; he nearly melted into a puddle on the forest floor. "I'm Imogen," she smiled, holding her hand out for him to shake. Her voice was beautiful, too. "H-Hold that thought," he stammered, and he walked behind the tree he'd left his clothes under. Once changed, he came out and shook the vampire's hand. "I'm Russ." He said. Imogen giggled again. Russ laughed with her.

He looked down at their hands, which were still entwined.

Fire and ice.