A/N: This is one of those ideas that kept burning in my head and I had to post. This is a WARNING for Emmett lovers, you might not like the way I portray him in this story. I couldn't resist using his character for the fact that I like Emmett, it's just I wanted to try to give him a darker side…. Anyways, you'll see what I mean.
Just know that this is the beginning, the set-up if you call it. So be patient, the story will pick up.
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Chapter One: Narcissistic Closet-Case
"Let me go you narcissistic closet-case." I fumed, yanking my arm from his cold tight grasp.
"You'll give in one day Seth." He said smugly.
Emmett Cullen, self-admiring, conceited, high-toned nutcase that continues to make my life a living hell since the moment I met him. I regret the day my father offered to help his father, and the day Emmett Cullen laid his eyes on me. At first it seemed nonchalant, like he was just being friendly, until he began to force himself onto me. Those who know him throughout the town know him as the player type, admired by women and men that were graced with his presence. Notice the sarcasm?
Apparently every girl wanted to be with him, and every guy wanted to be him. Of course, he was blessed with good looks as well as the wealth of his father's non-stop income. I know it sounds if I was attracted to him, and apart of me was, if it wasn't for his cocky attitude. He just rubbed me the wrong way, mentally and physically. There were times he'd grind up on me and practically assault me when no one was around, and thankfully someone would come to rescue me in the nick-of-time. Usually my father.
The reason I say this is because no one knows his biggest, deepest secret but me. He's gay. Very plausible to announce if I say so myself. At least those I knew, knew that I was in fact attracted to men, but Emmett refused to tell anyone about his attraction towards me. He'd constantly flaunt to his friends that he banged pretty much every chick in our school, which in fact he hadn't touched a breast of any girl in Forks. Most of the girls went along with it just to gain stats in the school, proving that they could bag Emmett in the sack. It was actually a hilarious tale to hear these girls make up just how big Emmett really was, especially when none of them would have any similar facts.
Besides, it wasn't like Emmett would be even allowed to date any of them; his father forbade it for a certain reason I had forgot to mention. Emmett is a vampire. A cold bloodsucker that feeds of the lives of animals in the nearest areas. Most might question why he wouldn't attack human, and some might say that he was a sad excuse for the mythical… creature? He did in fact sparkle in the sunlight, and that was by far the strangest thing I had ever seen.
Before I get ahead of myself, my name is Seth Clearwater. I grew up travelling with my father as he practiced medicine. My mother died giving birth to me, leaving me as the only child. Through the constant journeys with my dad, we came across Forks, Washington where my father became colleagues with Carlisle Cullen, the one vampire with a coven he considered his family, his beautiful wife Esme Cullen and their ignorant son Emmett Cullen.
We moved here when I was thirteen, and I knew from the beginning I wouldn't like this place. In the beginning, I hadn't felt so alone, as if every teenager avoided me because they assumed I was from the reservation of La Push, they singled me out because of some sort of rivalry they had with the reservation school. It just goes to show how close-minded teenagers were nowadays.
The thing was, I hadn't known anyone from the small reserve, nor their histories, just that I was Quileute because of my mom and dad's heritage goes back to that reservation. My dad began to tell me about the stories of the wolves, how they saved lives from vampires during the smallpox pandemic. As intriguing as the story was, he told me that for some reason the shape shifters disappeared and were never found. It remains a mystery to the people, and apparently none of the people were able to change into the wolf anymore. My father believed in these myths strongly, he called them legends; I thought he was crazy to believe this hoax.
It pissed me off that he wanted to test his theories by bringing me here. Apparently being near a vampire is supposed to trigger the change, hence the reasons I was introduced to the Cullens. I hadn't known in the beginning of what they were, but I was in for a surprise when I found out. Which is why I refused to go with my dad when he went to visit them, I didn't trust them, and I didn't know how my father could be in their presence. But him and Carlisle have become good friends with him along with the chief of Police, Charlie Swan.
I'm friends with Charlie's only daughter, Bella, a complete klutz and oblivious to the dangers of her holding a fork without stabbing herself or one of us being near her. Okay, maybe I'm over exaggerating about her, but it's pretty damn close. I'd rather hang around her than the ignorance of Emmett's presence. Dad kind of hoped I'd be a friend with the vamp, but I refused for the exact reason of Emmett coming on far too strong.
I don't know why I keep it to myself. I could tell the world about the real Emmett, but I got the strong feeling that Emmett could make the rest of my life a living hell if I outed him. He gave off the strong vibe of David McCall from the movie Fear when he was near, and I loathed being in his presence.
"Are you okay Seth?" Mr. Oakley asked opening the door to the science lab where Emmett had me trapped. "Mr. Cullen? Are you bothering him?"
"No Oakley…" he smirked and left after whispering, "I'll see you soon."
Whether he was trying to sound seductive or annoying, it sent shivers throughout my body in disgust. What the hell was he trying to prove? Especially when he knew he couldn't have me without the world knowing about it. I wasn't going to be his secret even if I did give him the benefit of the doubt.
"There you are." In cued Bella, looking worried once again. "I was looking everywhere for you. Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." I assured her.
"Come on, I'll drop you off at your house." She ushered me to the exit to follow her to her old beat-up truck in the parking lot.
The ride back to my house was silent, so I knew something was bothering my best friend, so I had to ask. "What's wrong Bells? You seem lost…"
"Ummm… I'm moving Seth." She practically mumbled.
"What? Really? Why?" I asked almost too quickly.
"My mom needs me, she misses me, and I miss her." She shrugged. "I'll come visit though, I just want to be with my mom right now, living with Charlie has become dull. Of course the exception of you being in my life, I think I need to change the scenery."
"Oh." I muttered.
"I'm sorry Seth." She apologized. "I'd stay, but I just want to get out of here."
"Where are you moving?" I asked.
"Pheonix. My mom just found a place with her husband, and I figured moving to a warmer place might help with the depressions of being here." She paused, "I'm going to miss you the most Seth, and I promise to call and visit as much as I can."
"It's okay Bells, I understand. I just didn't expect it." I replied honestly.
"Are you going to be okay?" She asked saddened.
"Yeah." I chuckled, "I'm not exactly the klutz in this duo Bells, I'm more worried about you."
"That's not what I meant." She to laughed. "I'm just worried about Emmett bullying you still."
"Emmett is all talk Bells, I can handle him."
That was the thing. Everyone saw it as Emmett bullying me, and it sort of was. But he was just obsessed with me for no particular reason that I could comprehend. He can be assertive, but not once has he harmed me physically other than grinding his hard-on against me, sometimes leaving a bruise on my side.
After she had dropped me off, she arranged a night out in Port Angles of dinner and movies. One last hangout session before she left this Saturday. That's when it finally sunk in that my best friend was leaving, and the next time I would see her remained a mystery for now. And I hated it. So I tried my best to enjoy the last moments we had together before her dad brought her to the airport the next day.
Saying our goodbyes became a difficult task, we both found ourselves crying. It was hard to accept her truck as a goodbye gift, but she insisted I take it being as she would no longer need it, and Charlie no longer wanted it. Seeing her dad crushed made it even harder on her to go forth with it, but she kissed my cheek, hugged me tightly, wiped the tear from my cheek, then got into her dad's cruiser and drove away.
I stood in the rain, still waving goodbye as the car faded into the foggy climate of Forks. I probably looked ridiculous still waving, but I just couldn't bring myself to leave. I kind of was hoping they'd turn around and Bella would change her mind and say it was just some sick prank she was pulling. But Bella was never the pranking type nor did she have an ounce of humor in her body.
It felt strange inserting the key into the ignition before roaring Bella's 'beast' to life. I was accustomed to the passenger side, but now reversing out of their driveway and heading home, I realized that she was really gone. How do you say goodbye to a friend that you shared your secrets with, a friend you got in trouble with, a friend that had always been your back-up if you ever needed it. I hadn't realized until now of just how much I depended on Bella, how much a part of my life she really was.
Pulling into my driveway and parking the truck next to my dad's truck, I turned of the ignition and sat still. I began to reminisce of the special times I shared with her, how much I practically considered her a sister. I recalled once where she assumed that I had a huge crush on her, both of us laughing after I told her I was gay. She was the first one that I had actually told. Then she encouraged me to tell my dad, which he was okay with. Then remembering the day she began to call me her little brother. Like I said, I never had siblings, and her to give me such a role, I felt grateful that she considered me family. But now, my big sister left, and I wasn't sure of the next time I'd see her.
Finally getting out of the truck and locking it, I went inside and walked straight to my room upstairs. Dad called me for dinner, of course take-out, but I couldn't find it in myself to get up to eat. I just didn't care at the moment.
I just wanted to sleep it off and see if I could survive the night without thinking that I might not find another friend like Isabella Swan.
Of course the next morning was the same routine. Making breakfast and packing a lunch for both dad and me, I asked him to bring me to school, he asked me why I didn't want to drive, and my simple explanation was that I couldn't drive that truck just yet. It felt awkward, like I was already moving forward and forgetting about Bella when I was still hoping she might show up at school.
Sulking by myself wasn't exactly my style, but it just seemed like that was all I was doing. I forced myself to every class, not caring how different it felt to walk these halls without everyone expecting me to tag along Bella. Then of course Emmett had to make an appearance through my day when he sat next to me in the cafeteria. I tried ignoring him, but he was hanging with his posse, Edward Masen and Jasper Hale, and that meant he was upping his game to make my life a living hell.
After the slurs were thrown at me, I stood up and walked away not finding the use to retaliate with one of my sarcastic remarks towards the trio.
It hadn't helped either in my classes now that my lab partner moved across the country, leaving me to be Bella's crush's partner. Edward Masen. Around Emmett, he was mute, standing on the sidelines while Emmett and Jasper bothered me. So it was just the silent treatment working with him, only to speak to exchange answers for the lab projects we worked on.
Walking home wasn't any better. The rain fell heavier today, which meant my bag and me were soaked. To make matters worse, everyone who passed by in their vehicles sent a wave of water in my direction. Dodging them seemed pointless.
Yeah, apparently my life sucked.
I have one more year before I graduate, which was something to look forward to. I planned to leave this hellhole of a town at my first opportunity, but even that was limited. I still wasn't sure what I wanted to do with my life. I knew I wanted to have a stable career, preferably photography or something to do with heart. I knew I wanted to find someone, someone to appreciate me and love me. It seems to be nothing but a fairytale, but I kind of still had hopes for it.
Finally making my way through the torturous rainfall, I reached my house, noticing a shiny black BMW parked in front of the house. Which probably meant that Carlisle was visiting and I'd be shifting uncomfortably for the next hour trying to be well behaved as possible. Dad preferred my presence when we had visitors, it was considered rude to be in my room away from the guests, it was like me saying they were unwelcomed.
But something did throw me off, dad's truck wasn't parked next to mine, so why was Carlisle here? Was he waiting here for him? I couldn't understand the reasons for it as well. Dad usually hangs out at the hospital with the doctor, the place was practically his second home.
Walking into the house sent a chill up my spine. I knew something didn't feel right. The atmosphere seemed dark, cold, and almost unreal. The lights were off, strange to me, but the door was open. So who could be here really?
Force of habit, I began turning on all the lights, practically racing to each light switch to bring some sort of comfort for me. But was I crazy? Now that I've thought it over again, a normal person would run out and wait for their parent to arrive. But it was Carlisle, and from what I understood, my dad said he was harmless. Maybe the car was a decoy to throw me off. I think I just fell into a trap. And I was right.
Now blocking the door stood the one person I've been trying my best to avoid, Emmett. His burly figure stood straight, chest somewhat puffed out, a smirk etched on his lips, and eyes as dark as the coldest nights. Something definitely not normal for the vegan, he usually graced the hazel eyes, and this really wasn't him. He looked evil.
"What are you doing here Emmett?" I couldn't help but whimper, taking a couple steps back, planning to make my escape for the back door. Whatever good that would do.
He stood still with no response. I slowly inch back more, trying to pull myself from his prying gaze. With much difficulty, I managed, walking at a normal pace, then picking up as I saw the door, preparing myself to bolt and make my escape. But to no avail, he was now standing in front of me once again, now with both of his cold dead hands gripping my biceps as his face came closer to mine. My body shook under his touch, I hadn't been more afraid for my life then right now. His grip was beginning to hurt, and he showed no sign of freeing me.
"Where are you going?" He hissed, his lips brushing against my cheek.
"What do you want Emmett?" I groaned, trying to pull back, only for him to pull me even closer to him.
"Do you even have to ask?" He chuckled darkly, pressing his lips against my cheek.
I was sure that this was the end of me. Either he was going to kill me or rape me, a mass amount of me was hoping for death. I couldn't have my virginity taken from me because he couldn't keep it in his pants. What the hell did he see in me? Why was I so the urge so potent that he was willing to risk everything to have me? Or was he? Did he just lust for me?
"You're like drug to me." He whispered. I shivered.
I didn't know what to say, I was speechless. Being in the grasp of a vampire was enough to shut anyone up.
"Let go of me." All of the sudden I gained confidence? What the fuck was wrong with me?
"I can't do that." He smacked my body against his solid chest, his arms now wrapped around me with one hand running roughly through my scalp as he inhaled my scent. "Especially now I have you where I want you."
"You can't," I whimpered once again, "you're dad wouldn't approve."
"My father no longer has a say in this." He hissed, now rubbing his face through the left side of my head, sniffing me. "No one does."
"You'll be in trouble." I argued.
"By the Volturi?" He said smugly. "I hardly doubt it, after I change you they'll be more appreciative of my decision. Besides, there's no agreement saying I can't have you."
"I would rather die than you change me into something like you."
"Like you have a choice." Now he was staring into my eyes, "the moment I met you Seth, I knew you were meant to be mine. I knew that I would be spending eternity."
I don't know what urged me to spit in his face, but it didn't seem to faze him, he wiped the saliva off and licked his thumb. "You wont get away with this, I'll make your eternity a living hell."
"You still have a year to change your mind." He smiled.
"A year?" my breath hitched, "what do you mean I have a year?"
He finally let me go, most likely leaving two huge bruises on my arms, "I mean exactly that Seth. On your graduation night, I plan to change you, then we can finally be together."
"I said I wanted nothing to do with you."
"You're mind will change." He now faced me again, his eyes returning the hazel brown, "When I leave, you'll realize just how much you'll miss me."
"You sound so sure." I mocked him.
"Because I am."
"Wait!" I paused, "you're leaving?"
"Try not to sound excited sweetheart." He smirked. He stood in front of me once again, his massive hand now holding on my waist. "I will be back. I'm going to Alaska to assist a coven that my dad knows; they've come across a few problems. After that, I plan to set up a foundation for us. A house far from society, the resources needed when I change you." I continued to glare. "Preparation for a newborn takes an effort. You'll be on a frenzy for blood, and I can't have you terrorizing society just to have you taken away from you."
"Screw you." I hissed.
"In time baby." He said smugly. I winced in disgust. "I plan to start my own coven once you are by my side. My parents prefer me to once I found my mate, and waiting years to finally meet you, I refuse to let you slip through my fingers."
"When are you leaving?" I asked.
"At the end of the week." He turned around again, "you can try to run. I know what you're thinking, but you also know that I'll still find you."
"Why the hell couldn't you just be fucking normal?" I shrieked at him. "You're a sadistic bastard that refuses to give me the option, and you expect me to be by your side when you come here and threaten my life. Forcing me to be your bitch? You may think you'll have me, but I remain distant as long as you exist. In life and death."
"Whether you agree with it or not Seth, I'll be back, and you better be here." He said angrily.
"Or else what?" I fumed.
"I'll kill your dad."
I stood in shock as he left in a speedy pace. He threatens me, now he threatens my dad, what the hell did I get myself into? What the hell do I do now?
Saturday finally arrived. Which meant Emmett would be gone for a year. Maybe I'd have time to come up with a plan to save my dad and me. I could tell Carlisle and Esme right away, but I discover that they were leaving too. Their alibi consisted of them moving to some other rainy climate while Emmett went to college in Alaska. I didn't care, I was just glad that they were leaving. And I hoped that Emmett would find someone else to stalk and fall in love with, and then forget about me.
After his final warning, he left.
As if I could breath without him knowing, I felt it was useless. I was literally going against someone supernatural. I could fight, but I knew I would lose. I didn't want live for eternity, especially with someone I loathed. And I especially didn't want to become a vampire.
"Are we going to live here forever dad?" I asked just as he began to walk back into the house.
"I don't know son," he shrugged his shoulders, "you don't like it here?"
"Not really, after Bella left, I just don't care to be here anymore." I admitted.
"Well sorry son, we're here until you graduate, then you can decide where you want to go from there." He said.
Great, just what I needed, confirmation that my fate was exactly what I didn't want. It was ridiculous how I felt like I had no control over my life. Dad controlled my childhood, now Emmett would have the rest of it for eternity if I didn't come up with some way to avoid the bite.
I had to get out of here, time alone had to be the solution for me to think. There had to be a way around this. So, telling dad that I was going for a drive and not sure exactly when I'd get back, he told me to be careful.
Firing up the ignition to Bella's 'beast,' I pulled out the driveway and drove down the highway. I wasn't sure of a destination; I just knew that I had to get away from Forks for a while. I had no idea what brought me to this dirt road, especially now that it seemed to become darker and frightening. About half hour on the road, I figured it would be best if I stopped for a moment before heading back. Big mistake though, as soon as I stopped, the engine gave out and died down as soon as I slowed down.
Cursing at the piece of junk didn't seem to help. Now I was beginning to think that this was the stupidest idea I had. I knew I should have turned around when I knew it was getting close to getting dark. Now I was stuck out here all by myself, and without a clue of where I was.
I could walk back follow the road, but that would have to be another stupid move I'd make. I could only hope that my dad would grow worried and he'd find me. It shouldn't take him long for him to get Charlie to start a search party, at least I hoped.
As the night settled and the moon began to make its eerie appearance, a chill filled the truck, making me shiver un-end. The woods look abandoned, like no one or nothing has been here for years. Normally I would be fine, but something about this made me more worried than ever. This would be perfect for any straggler vamps to see me as a target. A human, alone and lost, who would know exactly how I died, I would be reported missing without a moment of being found.
As if matters could get any worse, they had. Howls bellowed in a distance, and that was the last thing I needed was to be bothered by a pack of wolves. This was the perfect setting for them wander. I would have to wait until the day breaks in order to head back, or at least hopefully find some sort of life out here.
But I doubted it.
A/N: As I said, this is just the set-up. And as you can see, there are quite a bit of changes, and you'll see exactly who is the pack eventually. Right now, Seth still has to find the abandoned mansion. Before I give my shoutouts, I want to let you all know that I plan to post a one-shot that's been on my hard drive forever, I just need to finish it and edit it. So I hope all of you will check it out.
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