This story is for my cat who had to be put to sleep last year.

Tell me what you think!

Warning: mention of needles and blood. (Just in case anyone hates needles and/or blood).

Sorry for the wait, I do editing for a RL friend and it is taking forever. There is also pressure from school, but I'm not using that as an excuse since if it weren't for the pressure of finishing nearly everything early, then I wouldn't have had time to write this at all! So, really, I guess all I can say is I'm so so sorry! I'm also sorry for this too-long AN...


The ground beneath my feet makes little to no noise as I move my weight from one foot to the other. "I really don't see how this is going to do anything!" I shouted, even though they would probably hear me whisper.

Maybe I was becoming more stubborn, and that was why I didn't like this idea. I admit, I haven't been as cooperative as I used to be. Or, was I just a total pushover when I was younger? Who knows, either way I'm not willingly cooperating or liking this idea for some reason.

Or maybe it's just a stupid idea. It may be an idea from vamps, who use full percent of their brains and even a human with practically no brain can become a pretty smart vampire, but that doesn't mean that they're brilliant at idea making. Did I just completely justify how they aren't idiots?

Or, maybe, I just hate vampires.


The largest vampire of the Cullen's charges at me at full speed. He's going so fast, all I have to do is take a bored step to the side and he zooms straight past me. Sighing, I think about sitting down when I hear him spin and try and charge again. Actually, I don't think about it, I do sit down.

He flies over me, his arms grabbing at empty air where I had once stood. He lands on his hands and lets himself fall on his side, causing a hole in the ground and rocks to scatter around.

"If you really want me to phase you're gonna want to at least do something less boring." I mutter, examining my nails for emphasis. "Or maybe if you didn't tell me-or just make it plain obvious-what you're going to try, it'd be better?" I stand, wanting to go home.

"You can't leave, Vanessa, you know that." I growl under my breath at Carlisle's words.

"Look, my wolf growls and snarls at you, isn't that proof enough that I hate you? Your stupid plan has no way of working, especially since you told me what you're trying to do. Wasn't it ninety-nine point three percent chance of failure?" The last part was just an anger outburst, but now I wonder how accurate that actually is.

"Listen, little princess," Edward is suddenly in my face. He is the fastest vampire, so it's not too much of a surprise. "This plan is the only one that will work. Your wolf right now is unpredictable. You could phase any day, and then it would be too la-Vanesa!" I'd started moving my mouth to mimic him, showing I didn't care what he was saying and I just wanted to be rude to him, which for some reason highly offended him.

"Sorry if I don't understand your want for power," Edward growled to try and interrupt but I continued, "But I refuse to be a part of this! I refuse to be a piece in your chess game! I'm a person, and though I may have thought my responsibilities were simple when I was younger, I know what they are now. So, your services aren't needed, so get out my face and let me go home!" I grow louder and louder with each word, so now I'm panting and the back of my mouth slightly hurts. I don't usually shout, scream. Launch out in childish laughter, yes. But shout, no.


I'm not allowed to go home. I'm not allowed to eat. I'm not allowed to drink. I'm not allowed to sleep more than an hour a day.

But, what I am allowed to do is phase, then they promise to feed, water and let me have the longest bath in history(since they aren't letting me wash either!).

My wolf just won't take over though. My body refuses to phase and it's so tiring that I don't even care right now that one of the vampires is charging straight at me. I don't care that they're going to hit me straight in the chest. I don't care that it's going to hurt. I don't care that it's probably going to break a lot of my bones. I don't care that it feels like a concrete wall just fell on me. I don't care that I can feel my ribs break and snap.

I don't care that my wolf refuses to help me.


Consistent beeping, which annoys the heck out of me, wakes me. I don't want to leave the comforting dark, or the painless void that is unconsciousness. I don't want to join the light and feel the pain.

Surprisingly, there is no pain. Unless you count the needles in my arm.

I open my eyes to bright light and close my eyes again. I use my other senses instead. I run my free hand around me and I think I'm in a hospital bed.

I'm guessing the beeping is some heart or breathing monitor.

From my dry mouth, I guess I haven't woken up to ask for water already and forgotten about it. Mum says that used to happen a lot when I was little.

Mum...

I feel a sudden rage. I'll probably never see her again because of these suckers. I'd hate to think, if she's been told of my 'disappearance', how much she'd be worrying about me. I hope she's with uncle Jacob and Wolfie.

Oh god, Wolfie.

We haven't been apart for more than a few hours - ever. I was a newborn when he imprinted, and he hasn't left me side since.

I suddenly feel so weak and lonely, well, more than before. I need him, I need my best friend, my brother! He's my only constant. I need him!

"Who?"

More rage, more red, more flames.

I sit straight upright and bolt. I feel the needle in my arm rip open my skin, but I'm free once it's out. I'm surprisingly quick, so quick that I whiz past Edward without even his fast reflexes grabbing me. I'm out the door in seconds and bolting down the stairs.

I'm nearly at the bottom of this floor when I run into a wall.

It's not a vamp, it's an actual wall. My vision's gone blurry and, before I know it, I'm on the floor. But my determination can't be second and I drag my body down the stairs, somehow not falling.

I'm down the stairs surprisingly quickly. I reach the front door and reach to open it. But, I fall. I fall in such a way that I see where I've come from. There's blood - everywhere. Everything I've touched, every step I crawled down, every inch of floor I dragged myself along - soaked with blood.

I can see my arm is now, slowly, starting to heal. How could I have lost so much and still be conscious?

Rage floods me again. It's those vampires. They've starved me and weakened me. I probably have such little iron in my blood that my body can't clot the wound as fast as it should.

I begin to cry.

I reach for the door again and see my arm is actually shaking. My whole body is.

No...

I can't give them what they want.

I claw at the door, smearing it with the blood on my hands but I don't care.

The door eventually opens. I drag myself again, and I'm on the lawn before my strength gives up. I'm a shaking heap of flesh. My wolf wanting to change me and make me stronger, but me wanting to not give the vamps what they want. They can't...

Tears and the blood from my skin slowly get washed away as it started to rain.

I take a final breath, and allow the change to happen.

It's slow, and almost comforting. My body changes, and pains I didn't even realise we're there before fade away as my body changes to the shape it wants to be in.

My fur is long, like my hair. But, I like it. It's a comforting blanket; keeping me warm and dry.

My breaths come out in puffs and I growl as I see the Cullen's coming towards me slowly. I arm is now fully healed, and I find I have more strength. I can fight them!

I just don't know if I can defeat them.


AN: Just wondering, did anyone expect Nessie to say or act different? I'm trying to form her personality correct to what I have planned for the sequel, but I'm thinking I'm changing her too much. Any question, just PM or review and I'll answer as soon as I see! :) Again, sorry for the wait for this!

Also, just wanted to say (you can skip past this) that the scene when Nessie was shaking but not allowing her wolf to take over was inspired by an event today. I horse ride with some friends, and my friends horse wouldn't canter. So, (since I'm stupid and reckless) I chased her horse with mine and threatened to canter my horse. Since I was encouraging my horse and my friend's horse, my horse was getting really confused. He kept wanting to do what I was asking him (coz he's a good boy!), but then I'd have to stop him from cantering since I didn't want him to get hurt. Anyway, my friend's horse eventually cantered when her followed me and my horse got to canter! I won't share stories often, but when I do I'll put them down here so they won't put anyone off the story! :) Ill post next chapter later today, my food here! xD