What's up? So please tell me someone at least looked up Cynthia Eden.

If you haven't I don't think we can be friends.

Oh and just giving a shot out to O merry had a little lamb. It means a lot to me that you would alert this and I really appreciate it. You are like one of my favorite Jake and Leah authors so it means a lot. Thanks a million…

Leah's POV

"No abuella it was nothing, I swear." She saw right through my lie.

"Then why do you need a shovel."

I looked at the shovel then to her.

"John…asked to borrow it… yeah he wants to start a garden and texted me."

"Oh John needed a shovel huh?"

"Yup he's a real hard worker, likes to do things the old fashion way." She looked at me as if I was stupid, or in this case, thought she was.

"Ok so what attacked you?" She said finally giving up.

I gave an exasperated breath.

"Shape shifting empath."

"And how did you kill it?" This is exactly why I didn't tell her when I got attacked by things.

Some grandparents worried, but her, no not her she will quiz my ass. Sometimes they seemed to never end and then she'd make me practice and recite spells to make sure I knew them.

I knew what was to come next.

"I burned it."

"Why?"

"Because the earth cleans up the human shifters, when it left, my scent left with it."

"Anything else attack you?" she looked at the big brown book, she told me I wasn't to touch unless I had her permission.

"Animal shifter, white tiger"

"And how did you kill it?" she asked leaving the room.

"Acidic potion" I said a little louder so she could hear me from wherever it was she was going.

She returned with the big book I'd been made to study and learn from.

"Ok tell me what section it would be in, inside this book."

"Umm that I don't know. Under the shifters section would be my first guess."

"Wrong, it's under magical animals, and why do you think it would be under animals?"

"Abuella, I don't have time for this ok? I've got to go." I said standing up heading for the door.

"Wrong again, it's because they rarely take on a human form, if they do, it happens when they are severely hurt and need the accelerated healing to kick in." she said as I reached for the handle.

"Ok so what?" I questioned, thinking she had been on to something.

"You should check and see if your shifter friend is still as 'dead' as you presumed him to be." She continued.

"If you had read carefully, you would've known they were like spiders, they play dead when their prey turns out to be not so weak."

With that I ran out the door.

When I reached the small clearing where the car had been.

There was a man lying on the ground, right where I had left the 'dead' tiger.

I had the shovel tight in hand just in case the bastard made any sudden movements.

He seemed to be still until I moved a bit closer. His face had seemed to heal fully now, it was just pink.

I moved to get a closer look, he jumped, I took the shovel and swung it in his direction.

It hit with a loud thud against his shoulder, he'd been luck I'd missed his head.

He fell back down with a whimper and a cracked, dislocated shoulder.

I move over to him knowing the bone wouldn't heal right unless being set back in place.

I knew he didn't have the balls to do it himself, and I wasn't a heartless bitch. Even though he had tried to kill me, I still felt compassion for him, and he'd been lucky for that.

I got closer and leant down to him.

"I'm going to help you" I whispered to him.

He growled and thrashed, like he couldn't talk. His jaw hard and tensed as I jerked his shoulder back in to place, he let out an ear piercing yelp as I jumped back from him afraid of his next move.

He'd laid there with his right hand on his shoulder, shielding it form anymore harm as it healed.

I sat back on my heels looking at him from a few feet away.

He was very handsome.

Strong jaws, and his eyes, a soul piercing blue.

I'd given him a once over, But it didn't do him justice; I needed to stare to get the full effect. His body chiseled, sculpted to perfection.

He had abs, any man would kill for.

"Why help some who tried to kill you?" he asked sitting up startling me.

I fell back on my back. And I got up quickly looking over at him; he was standing to his feet.

"Because I've been taught forgiveness." He eyed me suspiciously, as if I was the only one there, which was accurate. What was it? I didn't feel anything, so I dismissed it.

"So you forgive me?" he asked coldly, staring at me.

"That's what I said."

"Well no need, I've been sent here to kill you and I'll be damned if I don't follow through."

For an evil man, He sure looked at me with lust in his eyes, a lot.

The gorgeous man stalked forward.

"You don't run it's like you're not scared."

"I'm not." I stated firmly.

"Why didn't you just finish me?"

He asked as if he were angry that I didn't kill him.

"Because I told you, I don't kill unless I have to."

He snarled, and flared his nostrils.

"You are a stupid witch; no one shows compassion for my kind."

"Who said I held compassion for you?" I asked trying to mask it.

"Your eyes say it all." He said as he came forward another step."

"I don't want to kill you, please I beg of you, kill me"

He pleaded. His eyes watering.

He looked away for a moment like he had to gather his thoughts.

"I won't unless you make me."

"You don't understand, you don't know who owns me, and if I don't return with your blood on my hands, I'm as good as dead anyway"

"Why? Who owns you? Why do they want me dead?"

"I've said too much already, kill me please, I can't hurt you, it's impossible." He said, with a tear falling from his face.

What the hell? Why was he being so dramatic? I've never known shifters to dabble in acting, but he was good, maybe he should try it. Come to think of it he looked a lot like Ryan Phillippe.

"What is your name?" why I had suddenly found myself curious as to know more about this man\beast, was beyond me.

"Ryan" well if that ain't some shit.

"Well I'm le…"

"I know who you are, Leah Marie Clearwater, born August 12, 2001 social, 225-16-9145, birth parents Sue and Harry Clearwater, deceased brother Seth Clearwater, died of leukemia at age 9." Well he had done a serious background check.

I stared at him dumbfounded, I hadn't mentioned my brother since he'd died, I was angry at him then, I blamed him for leaving me in this world alone. He would have been like me, a warlock, we made a pack that when he got better we would go find the end of the earth and throw 20 rocks off a piece, and see if they'd end up in china as meteors. I know it was dumb but we were 7.

"Leah?" he called waving a hand in my face, knocking me from my thoughts, I hadn't realized he

Had gotten so close, too close…

{Jacob's POV age 17}

"Hey I'm going to embry's house"

"Ok" my 'mom' yelled… she was really Paul's mom, but she loved me more.

She had taken me in when my dad was killed.

Ms. Lahote was the best; I got to do anything I wanted.

And for a 13 year old that meant a lot.

"Wait up Black, I'm coming too." Paul yelled behind me.

"No I'm going on my own." I told him.

Paul was older than me by 3 years, so telling him he wasn't coming was not working so well.

"Yeah right Black." He said pushing my head away.

"Fine but I'm, taking the short cut" I told him.

"Whatever I'll still get there first." He said confidently.

"Care to make a wager on that?"

"Yeah black lets bet. If I get there first, I get the TV for a month no if ands or buts, if you win you get my Jessica Alba, poster collection."

It was very interesting; he knew I loved Jessica Alba, that's why he'd gotten them, to tease me.

But I did love TV and we never settled on the same thing to watch, many fights that ended in gnashing of teeth so to speak, he didn't know those things really existed, and I would take it to my grave to protect the ones I loved.

"Fine you're on, prepare to hand over Jessie and I promise not to get to much Jizz all over her, well not promise."

"Ha-ha real funny black, no TV for you for a month, that's going to suck."

"ok dumbass, listen to your logic, I'm taking the shortcut, and I'm faster, you just set yourself up to fail dude, how dumb can you be?"

"You think you're faster."

He pushed me, and ran like, hell out of there.

Thank god he didn't know about me cause I was about to cheat. I really want those posters.

I ran to the forest and orbed to embry's front porch hoping there would be no one there to see me.

I could sense the space was clear. I had never really gotten a handle on my powers, there were so many, I had a long way to go before I mastered them all.

I closed my eyes and envisioned embry's porch.

Next thing I knew I was floating and I opened my eyes, and there I was on his porch no one in sight.

"Wow" I said breathlessly, and sat down.

I had been there all of 3 mins.

"What took you so long I've been here for hours?" I yelled out to him.

I saw Paul running up the drive when he noticed me and skidded to a stop.

"w-what th-the hh-hell?" he said breathlessly, leaning over on his knees.

"How did yyou get h-here so fast?" He said panting.

"Told you slow poke." I said, he looked confused as hell.

"I'm faster." He rolled his eyes, and said,

"We didn't shake on it." And brushed past me.

I stood there with my mouth hanging open.

Touché lahote touché.

We were at Em's the whole day doing absolutely nothing.

"ok so Quil walks up to her right and he's all, 'hey baby you wanna take a right on the porcupine Quil?' and she looks at him with pain written on her face." Jared told us laughing.

"Dude I told you not to use that one, it's kind of scary." Embry scolded him.

"Yeah? Well I like it, and one day I'll find a girl who can handle the 'porcupine Quill' " he said and we all laughed knowing that day was going to be a hell of a ways away.

"Ok guys I'm getting tired I'm going to head home, you coming Paul?"

"Nah man, I think I'm just gonna crash here tonight and reminisce on my Jessica Alba posters." I chuckled at that.

"Ok see you guys tomorrow." he nodded and I left out the door.

It was kind of chilly out and I didn't want to walk, but there were too many people out to see me, so I decided on the shortcut again, but this time I'd walk.

I was half way home and I heard a rustling noise behind me.

I turned my head just enough to catch the glowing red eyes.

I've never fought anything supernatural so I was a bit scared, and uncertain.

I just hoped whatever it was wasn't here to hurt me.

It looked as thought it were gliding over to me, and as it immerged the figure grew to be a woman, a beautiful woman, she had flowing black hair that touched her beautifully plump ass, and all the beauty in the world sat in this woman's face.

"Hi, um are you lost? Can I help?" I said staring into her eyes.

The ocean blue orbs.

Then I heard a fierce snarl from behind me, my head whipped around to find what looked to be a hungry cougar, black as the knight. It was really a beautiful creature.

I didn't know what was happening but I needed to get the woman out of there.

I went to move and I couldn't, it was as though I had been glued to the ground.

"What's happening?" I asked frantically.

"You're going to die" the woman said in one of those deep men voices.

Total turn off. I thought.

Not the time for that right now.

How the hell was I going to get out of this one?

"You don't remember me do you?" the woman-creature asked.

"Why should I, who are you?" I asked trying to stall so I could contemplate on a plan.

"We were together 4 years ago, we met at a supermarket"

I looked away from it as I fought to re jog my memory; I had tried to forget about that day, then I came to me 'that day'.

"You killed my father." I yelled, realizing who or what it was.

"No I didn't kill your father, he somehow disappeared, but a happy go lucky mother of two had been in my way."

She raised her hand and yup, a ball of fire came into view.

So she hadn't killed my father. Where was he then? He wouldn't just leave me, or would he?

"Oh stop thinking about it, he's fine, but you have to die to save him.

I couldn't trust her, she'd be lying. I knew that much.

"All you have to do is give up your powers."

Yeah right, as if that would happen.

I used my mind to loosen her grip on holding me to the earth, as it loosened and I could move again.

But I wouldn't let her know that, not until the time was right.

She kept talking,

"Do you know how we found you again?"

I said nothing just stared at her with hatred in my eyes.

"We traced your scent." She said ignoring my heated gaze.

I have a scent?

"You used your magic recently didn't you?"

"Where is my father?" I asked ignoring her question.

"Safely put away."

The cougar growled behind me as if reminding me he was still there.

I heard a fierce snarl, and the long claws of the cougar slashed down my back, I let out a blood curdling yell. I felt the blood flow out down my back to my legs. They felt so weak, I had dropped to my knees looking up at the creature that had clawed me.

It had bared its long saber like teeth and released a loud growl, as if to attack me again.

I could control water and wind, she had fire, and the three weren't quite the best mix.

Cats didn't really enjoy water either, maybe this could work.

As I thought this the cougar sunk its large teeth into my shoulder.

"Ahh unhhh!" I yelled out, as its jaw unclamped my arm.

I called the water from deep within, and it shot from my hands to hers.

Her fire blew out and she looked at me as if she hadn't expected it, then the wind came, and I called a lot of it, something inside me was set free, I began to chant a spell my guide taught me a year or two ago.

She hadn't understood what I had begun to chant, but she knew it'd be no good for her side.

Arusa atombah araha nomebahah

Arusa atombah araha nomebahah

Arusa atombah araha nomebahah

Arusa atombah araha nomebahah

Over and over again the cougar tried to pounce on me and was stopped by a blue shield.

The big black feline was thrown back; it hit against the tree and slumped to the ground.

"Roaul!" the human creature called out. Looking from the cougar to me. Snarl on her lips teeth bared.

I still bled; I started to feel weak, and drowsy.

A spell came back to me; one I had practiced with my guide.

It was a spell that hurt those trying to cause harm to you.

Somber atumhuh lotusd zarum.

Those who cause me harm

To them I call this charm,

When the days break

Their soul you shall take.

I said, barely getting the words out.

The cougar had disintegrated and all that was left of it was skin.

The woman had started to burn, I was still chanting, she barely got up and disappeared in a cloud of smoke.

That was all I saw before the darkness came.