Disclaimer: I own no rights to Twilight or the characters.

Woot! My first *published* fanfic. Thanks to JaspersDarkAngel who has made me Twilight crazy. Although it probably would have happened on its own, she just fueled my growing obsession... as I have fed hers. :) Also, thanks to her for proof reading. Hope you like the introduction! More to come later! Rated M for language.. and future lemons! The title is also temporary... I've been trying to think of a better one, but the right one hasn't come to me yet...

Team Jacob FTW!!!!

~MegaraMegumi~

Chapter 1

Werewolf

When I was young, my father told me the story of how the people on my home world of Iribo came to live here. It was the same story his father told him, and my grandfather's father told him. My great-grandfather was sixteen when his family settled here. You see, Earth had used all of its resources, and a wide scale evacuation had been issued. According to the story my father told me, everyone knew that Earth's inhabitants would have to leave at some point, so many years before, the governments worked together (well, to the best of their abilities) and perfected the process of terraforming. The governments claimed that they had just started working on this project about 6 years before the evacuation, but most people knew that they had to have been planning it longer than that. Terraforming enough worlds for almost 7 billion people would have taken longer than the time they 'claimed' to have been working on them. Also, the reason why they had formed more than just one world was a little suspicious, but the only logic back then was to decrease the population per planet, allowing resources to last longer. So they terraformed several planets, although no one knows for sure exactly how many. Though the process of actually terraforming a planet is truly complicated and takes a long time to perform, the idea is simple. First, the toxic atmospheres have to be able to support life, so oxygen must be created. There are ways to do this, from using algae to create the oxygen or machines that convert the atmosphere. Of course, some planets failed to terraform correctly, leaving them dead and useless, and unable to support life in any form. As the planets were being terraformed, other steps were being taken to prepare.

The government issued a packet, which families were supposed to fill out and turn in, in order to get their places on certain worlds, and of course their places on transportation units to their new homes. The packets contained all information they needed to prepare for departure. After the packets were turned in, families were then placed on planets of the government's choosing. This is how my family ended up on Iribo. The government did their best to create worlds as best as they could, creating simple housing out of eco-friendly materials, harnessing the solar energy from the systems for power, and leaving each planet with enough supplies to start their own life. The idea was that the government would stay in the lives of everyone, bringing them goods every six months or so, but with 7 billion people spread across different planets, it did not quite work out the way they planned. The government eventually quit making trips to the planets, and the inhabitants were left to fend for themselves. The government did a good job of basically preparing the new inhabitants of Iribo for life on their own. Each town has a great water source that allows running water and flushing bathrooms and such. While it is not as advanced as Earth, (or at least from what I have been told), it is something we are accustomed to now. I imagine that Iribo may have been one of the luckier planets. According to my father, he believes the reason why the government stopped coming was due to the fact that other planets flourished more than ours, and in traditional human greed, gave up on the other planets, leaving them to fend for themselves or perish.

My great-grandfather's story states that his family left Earth in cryogenic sleep, and when they woke up, they were at their new home. The journey took about 2 years, but when they reached Iribo, my great-grandfather and his family could not have been happier. The government had set up enough of the basic necessities for everyone to survive. The actions of the government probably saved the human race from extinction. Now, more than ever, we rely on each other for everything.

As with any human society, we progressed more than regressed. Once the government stopped making trips to bring certain items, the people of Iribo had to start working more on their own. There were hard times, but eventually everything started to work out. People who owned shops that were originally stocked by the government, were soon restocked by the goods of the people. For a long time, bartering was a major tradition, but once the economy began to flourish, a money system evolved. However, even now, we are not solely a monetary society. Some goods and services can still be bought with barter. It actually works out quite well.

Just because you change worlds, does not mean culture changes, including legends. My people carried their legends with them. Stories of how my ancient ancestors, were descended from wolves in order to protect themselves from their mortal enemies, pale, immortal creatures with an insatiable thirst for human blood. They are also called vampires, or as we so fondly refer to them: "filthy bloodsuckers." So it came as a surprise to me the first time I shifted into wolf form. It was probably one of the scariest experiences of my life. One night my limbs shifted, cracked, and bent, morphing me into massive beast. All I remember was blinding pain, caused from the breaking and reforming of my bones. I did not last long before I blacked out. In all honesty, I was pretty sure that I was dying. But low and behold the next morning I woke up, naked in the village square. I could not be lucky enough to wake up while it was still dark, ha, no. Instead I did not wake up until well into the morning, where everyone I knew was headed to the market to do some shopping. Most of them were laughing at me, thinking perhaps I had consumed a little too much of a drink we like to call "The Aziz Shaker" the night before, but others were scared. So was I. Besides the fact that it was probably the most embarrassing and horrifying experience of my life, I had no real clue as to what had truly happened that night.

It happened a few more times. I would randomly wake up naked somewhere, completely unaware of how I got there. But about two months after the blackouts and random naked awakenings, I shifted, this time completely aware of what was happening. The change became less painful, I suppose since my bones had already shifted several times. I can only assume that the blacking out was a defense mechanism, so that my body would not go into shock. As I was aware of my new "ability," I became concerned. What had brought this on? And why me? Questions plagued me, but that night, after successfully shifting without blacking out, I finally felt what it feels like to be free. I ran wild through the forest, at speeds I did not know could be reached. Before my first shift, however, I had gone through quite a growth spurt. I had been around 5'11, but had grown in the few months before my transformation, finally slowing at almost 7'0. I grew stronger and faster before my shift as well. It did not occur to me at the time that this was because my body was preparing for a change like shifting. In fact, I just considered my change a blessing.

After I realized what had happened to me I knew that I had something that no one else could compare to. I still did not know why, or how, but I felt that I had been chosen for something greater. My next test was to properly attune my shifting skills. However, this proved to be more difficult than I had anticipated. A few times, I nearly shifted in public, generally brought on when a couple of things occurred. For one, if I became angry for any reason, I could feel the beast well up inside me, threatening to rip out and expose me. Secondly, I realized the same experience when sexually aroused. It is not something to be laughed out. I'm eighteen, and I like pretty girls. However, within a few months I was able to shift willingly, at any time I pleased, and the emotions that threatened to set me off, I learned to control. I had made it out lucky, with no suspicion from others of what I had become. The only people who knew were my parents, and their response was simple. My change was brought about by the return of the bloodsuckers. Somewhere, on this planet where I had grown up, they existed. My father believed they were probably much closer than he wanted to believe. I was also told that I might not be the only one, but I should keep my identity concealed. This proved to be a little difficult, because not long after I changed, so did my two best friends, Quil and Embry. I knew this to be true, only because I found my werewolf mind no longer empty when I shifted. Instead, I heard their voices, and they heard mine. I was not alone, which had its advantages as well as its disadvantages. I was nominated pack leader, only because I had made the shift first, but Quil and Embry also agreed that I was best for the position. Basically that meant they did not want to take on the responsibilities. I was not really excited about leading a pack, and would much rather run with just myself. However, if our shifting means the return of the vampires, then I guess I need as many of my kind on my side as possible.

And now, a little more about myself. My name is Jacob Black. I was born in Aziz, on the planet of Iribo to Billy and Sara Black. I am an only child. As stated before I am nearly seven feet in height. I have russet colored skin, which happens to be the color of my fur when I shift (along with some black fur, matching my hair). My eyes are a dark chocolate set behind raven lashes. My hair is short, kind of spiky, and a really dark, pitch black. Call me cocky, but I have a nice smile, enticing even, and an alluring voice, smooth and sexy. I grew up in the same town I was born. Schooling is not as important as it was when people lived on Earth so I only spent a few years learning in school. I spent the rest of the time learning to blacksmith, like my father. He creates tools for local farmers, and helps create items for building as well. He also dabbles some in carpentry, and I have used that to my advantage as well. We are a community, from Aziz to Raita (also in Iribo). School is becoming more popular nowadays, and there was a university in Bartonsville, about 3 days away from Aziz. A few people from my town have gone to school there, but this is not my priority. At least not anymore. Iribo is about half the size of Earth, and also densely populated. Our main form of transportation by land is by horse and carriage, like the old days, according to the history I have learned about Earth. Traveling by water, we use a boat. It is simple, but efficient.

My friends and family would describe me as a very caring and loving person. I do not disagree. I wholeheartedly believe in love. I want to find a mate, a companion, to spend my life with. I want to build a home, and live out my days with some woman who will have me, and raise a family too. I only hope I can find her. I used to think I was in love and that I had found her. Her name was Lylie and she was everything to me. She was my first kiss, and well, my first everything. However times changed and so did we, growing apart. I would have fought to stay with her, but it was not my decision. She ended up leaving Aziz to go to Brasedon to pursue her dream to be an actress. Yes, entertainment is still alive, even now. She had the talent, and I just hope she found what she was looking for. As for me, I do not intend to leave Aziz for good. At least not for right now. I love where I grew up, and it is what made me who I am.

Finally, perhaps the greatest thing that has happened since I honed my ability to shift at any given notice is my ability to travel greater distances in less time. I love where I am from, but I also like to see other parts of the world I live in. I have been to Brasedon, which is famous for its entertainment industry. There is another town, near the aquamarine waters of Sparrow Grove. It is probably my favorite place. For some reason I am drawn to visit there as often as possible, but I am really not sure why. It could just be that it is my favorite place. The food is excellent, the atmosphere is great. While there are many towns near the water, Sparrow Grove is not a fishing port, but more of a vacation spot I guess. Sure, they do some fishing, obviously, but that is not its primary function. History shows that people thrive off of things like entertainment. As a species, we love to be entertained. Sparrow Grove is where I go to be entertained, and to relax. So whether that is what drives me there, or something completely different, I will eventually figure it out.

This weekend is a festival in Sparrow Grove and I plan on attending. There will be food, entertainment, and tons of tourists. It's a yearly celebration, and it signifies the changing of seasons from winter to spring.