I officially did not know where I was. I know I had left Washington and had entered Oregon and I was close to the beach but other than that I knew nothing. I've been traveling for over 2 weeks now, phasing only to eat the first 3 days but I was so filthy right now I decided against it. But I hated eating raw meat it's disgusting. I don't know how much longer of this whole dealing with the wilderness I could handle. Despite my recent eating habits, I was happy to be here, away from everything I knew. I felt free and lighter every step I took away from La Push. In the middle of my daydreaming I head a child shrieking in the distance.
With no second thought I took off running in the direction of the scream. Seconds later I came across a little boy being hunted by none other than a vampire. The lone vampire from what I could smell had herded him to a cliff where he had no chance of escaping although he never really did. I focused extremely hard trying not to make any sudden movements or noises to alert either of them to my presence. I was five feet away from them behind a tree when I charged. I attacked, grabbing a hold of the vampire's arm. The shriek that the vamp let out was piercing but I held on ripping off his right arm. He spun around with vengeance in his eyes, which widened when he finally saw me.
"My, my what do we have here?" A sickeningly high-pitched voice said calmly. "What are you exactly? You can't be a werewolf seeing that it is the afternoon but you are by no means a regular wolf. I smell your human aspect but the disgusting smell of dog is overwhelming. Oh well, I still have to kill you seeing as you ripped off my arm." He calmly stated before springing towards me.
I swerved and grabbed ahold of his leg tearing into it fiercely. Another shriek erupted from his mouth. He tore himself away from me and attacked again, quicker than last time he hit my side with the hand he still had breaking at least three of my ribs. The pain was excruciating, I could barely breathe but I knew if I gave up now it would be the demise of the boy and myself. Lying down, whimpering I saw the vamp circling me, teasing me then he stomped on my front leg breaking it in half. I howled in pain, I couldn't take it anymore. Any more injuries and I would be done for. Once again he began circling me, savoring the pain he was causing. He thought I was so severely injured I wouldn't put up any more of a fight, I closed my eyes and whimpered. I heard him bend down, this was my one and only chance to turn the tables. Smelling his sickeningly sweet smell even closer than before I opened my eyes, launching myself at his neck. One bite and it was done, I beheaded the monster. Panting I tried to calm myself down, breathing fast was killing me, my ribs were throbbing and it felt as if my whole body was on fire. I desperately wanted to just lie down until the pain ended but I knew if I didn't burn the pieces they would reattach themselves and the monster would be back. I couldn't phase in front of the boy though.
On my God, the boy! Where is he? I found him still in the exact same spot near the cliff, poor child was frozen from what he just saw. I needed him to leave. I made my way over to him, his eyes staying locked with mine. He actually looked far more scared of me then he did of the leech. Every move caused excruciating pain that ran through my whole body, I whimpered with every step but the pain from my leg was nothing compared to the pain when I tried to breathe. Slowly but surely I made my way over to the boy, my muzzle was mere inches away from his face and his eyes had began to tear. I could see the fear screaming in them. I wanted to comfort him but I had no way of doing so, I licked him in a sad attempt to calm him but his tears would not stop. I just don't get it, I saved him he must know that but yet why is he so scared of me? Granted I'm a giant wolf that just killed a leech in front of him but still he didn't look this petrified of the vampire. I licked him again throwing my head back signaling him to leave. He didn't understand I could see the confusion all over his face. Once again I threw my head back away from the cliff telling to leave but he didn't budge. Finally I circled him and pushed his back with my head, whimpering with every step. I needed him to leave now, I had to burn the pieces and reset my bones before it was too late. Pushing him one last time, he finally understood and took off running south.
I now had to phase, I knew the pain would be even worse than before but I had to do it. I calmed myself down and screamed bloody murder from the pain of shifting. Getting the dress from my bag I threw it on, grabbing the matches in there immediately. After collecting all the pieces I set them ablaze. Satisfied that the monster was truly dead and gone now, I went to reset my bones. I knew at once I couldn't fix my ribs but I had to at least fix my arm. Grabbing ahold of my broken arm with my good one I pulled hard and fast before darkness overcame me.
I don't know how much time had passed but the next thing I knew I woke up in a strange house, on a strange couch that I did not recognize. Terror overcame me quickly and I desperately wanted to phase. I couldn't smell any danger but the fact I was in a stranger's house had me on alert. I heard the small pitter-patter of footsteps making their way towards me. I recognized the face immediately it was the little boy I had saved.
"MOM! She's up, she's up! Come quick." The little boy said staring at me strangely. As I looked at him I realized he was actually around 10 or 11. I then heard the sound of heavier footsteps coming closer and a beautiful Native American woman no doubt came into view, I then noticed she was also very pregnant. "Ian, go get your father and the men." She said simply staring me strangely just like her son. He turned and sprinted out the front door without another sound. I was immediately uncomfortable under the woman's intense stares. Then faster than I thought a pregnant woman could move I was embraced into a tight hug, if I wasn't a werewolf I would've been struggling for air but then again I slightly was due to the tenderness of my ribs. She finally broke the embrace and looked straight into my eyes. "Thank you, thank you for saving my son." she said. What the hell? How did she know it was me? I wasn't a human when I saved him. Oh crap this was bad, really really bad. Before I could respond I heard the footsteps of many large people approaching the house, at least twelve of them from the sounds of it. I suddenly feared for my life all over again, I was alone and I had no one protecting me but myself. No brothers to back me up if it turned into a fight.
"Where is she Ian?" A deep voice asked.
"She's over here Logan." The woman replied.
Then before I knew it, the most beautiful man walked into the room flanked by at least a half dozen guys. I couldn't tell how many exactly, I was too engrossed in this man's beautiful eyes. I never seen anything more enchanting, I finally understood what everyone was telling me; that it changes you forever. I felt my whole being shift, my whole reason for existing had just stepped into the room and into my life.
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