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Chapter 6.

Megan's POV

A motel. Again. My favorite. Oh, well, I thought to myself, if that's what it takes. I would get my revenge, no matter how long it took. Now that I tracked down the Quileute girl and her little blonde sister all I'd have to do is get them alone. The girl wasn't a girl anymore. She had stopped phasing to have a family. How foolish, but it made it easier for me. Now there was no escape for them. They could run, but they couldn't hide forever. I took the rusted key and forced my room's door open. It took me no effort, but it would probably leave the average human panting.

I threw my suitcase on the floor and flopped on the bed. I could have gone looking for them, staked out the territory, made some plans and strategies, but it was late in the night, they would probably be most suspicious for a night attack, and it would be very difficult to break into the house steal them without the entire pack of mongrels finding out. The ceiling fan rotated slowly at fifteen rotations a minute and I thought about how I even got there.

My last memories as human were fuzzy at best. A razor, lots of blood, a note for my mother, and a picture of my father who had done the same thing just three months before. I was convinced he had done it because of my change. Much like the wolves around these parts the Cherokee people I descended from could Shapeshift into mountain lions, and a passing coven of vampires had caused the change in me. At that point I couldn't take life anymore, I just wanted it to end. But Henry saved me. He was attracted to the scent of my blood. He had just eaten and wondered what it would be like to have a companion, he was lonely, just like I was now.

He helped me go through the pain, adjust to my new body, and control my thirst enough to be in society without killing anyone, only when I was hungry, and only the disposable. Homeless people, druggies, gang members, occasionally a lost hiker, people that would be expected to turn up dead. Henry liked a challenge, so sometimes he would compete with me, but it was all in good fun. We'd go after the same person, see who could find dinner faster, stuff like that. Somehow, through all the hurting and hunting, losing and learning, night spent up talking and days spent on the run, we fell in love.

It was good for a while, several years in fact, but then Henry became bored with the games. He wanted more of a thrill. Then we met James and Victoria. James was an extraordinary tracker. He liked to pick out a target, then wait, sometimes a week, sometimes a month, sometimes even a year, and haunt them, spook them, before he finally killed them. Henry took a liking to this and would often join James. Finally though, they got in a fight over where we were going next, France or the southern United States, and we parted ways.

In the south, we met Mason and Lilly, two gifted vampires who had also been moving around. Lilly and I became very close, but Henry remained unsatisfied. We continued to travel, we even went to France, Henry claimed it was to see the sights, but I knew he was looking for James, seeking his thrill again. We finally came back to the eastern US, and it was there we first heard of the Shapeshifters. Natives of the northwestern US, that could change into the form of a wolf. They weren't the only match for a vampire; we had run into a few of my kind before, but Henry was curious, so we hung around for a little while, studied up on them, and then headed off towards Washington to actually see one.

It turned out we didn't even need to go that far. By the time we hit North Dakota Henry thought he'd hit the scent of one. He went to investigate and came back a couple hours later. He told us about the wolf he saw, much larger than normal wolves and with a much worse smell, even in human form, and able to tear us apart. He was obsessed with how to defeat them, how to get his prize, the little girl who had been with the Shapeshifter. He even gave them the head start of a few days, gambling far too much on Mason and Lilly's powers.

He was no longer the man I loved, but instead a monster, a hunting dog, and it was the Shapeshifter and the girl who made him that way! Not only was there a whole pack of Shapeshifters waiting for us when we got there, but most of the Cullen clan. At this point, Henry had become so obsessed with his target, he took them on anyway. I helped him fight of course, hoping that if he got this, he would come back to me, but no, instead he was killed. When I saw Mason, and even Lilly giving into the enemy I ran. The pack caught up with me and warned me, but what was their warning to me? I dyed my hair back to it's natural black color in mourning and waited. They would forget, stop phasing, die, but I would never forget, for as long as I existed I wouldn't have my Henry.

But then there was that Caleb boy, the Shapeshifter. He had seemed to take interest in me despite that I was his mortal enemy. I wasn't sure what to make of him. He wasn't like the others. His smell wasn't as bad and there was just something about him that drew me in. I had to admit he was handsome for one of them, he had the same wicked grin and sense of adventure that my Henry did, but there also seemed to be a loyal, loving, cuddly side to him I'd only seen a few times in Henry. I whispered his name to test it on my lips, see if there was a tingle down my back like there used to be for Henry,

As the saying goes, speak of the devil and he will appear, there was knock on my motel room door. "Megan! It's me!" he called.

I opened the door. It was morning already.

Caleb tackled me to the bed and started to kiss me passionately. This was surprising considering the last time I saw him he was hesitant to peck my cheek. "Megan...tell me it's not true," he said between kisses.

"What the hell Caleb?!?" I pushed him off me. "What? Tell you what's not true?" I asked.

"That you want to kill her. That you want to kill my aunt," he said, fear flooding his eyes.

"Actually I was planning on killing both your aunt and your mother..." I started.

"WHAT?!? WHY?!?" he howled, tears rolling down his cheeks.

"Caleb, man up! Really!"

"If that's what you want..." he said, wiping his cheek.

"Caleb! What is wrong with you?" I shouted, shoving him against the wall.

"Megan I can't help myself! I'm in love with you!"

I felt my draw drop. "Oooookay...if this is some sort of plot it isn't going to work...it's very clever, and flattering, but not going to work."

"It's not a trick Megan! I imprinted on you! The first time I saw you after my Shapeshifter genes kicked in I fell for you."

"Get real Caleb! I've know Shapeshifters, I've even been a shapeshifter before, I bet you've never even heard of the Cherokee mountain lions! There is no such thing as 'imprinting'." It was somewhat true, there was nothing like that for us at least, maybe since wolves are pack animals they might have something like that, but we were meant to be alone.

"Megan, I'm begging you! I don't want to see my family hurt, I love them too much, but I love you more, and there's nothing I can do if you decide to go through with it, so please just give it up! Do it for me," he pleaded. He looked so pitiful.

"Do you know what they did to me, Caleb? Do you know how much they hurt me?"

"No Megan, I can't imagine how much they hurt you and I'm sorry they did, it was just out of self defense! It was years ago! Why can't you just forget about it!"

"They killed him! They killed my husband!" shrieked. I felt a convulsion take me over, I grabbed the back of the chair, nearly breaking it in two. I hadn't felt this way in years, not even right after Henry's death and my friend's betrayal did I feel this angry. I never thought I would be able to change after I became a vampire, but just from the feeling I was getting now, I knew that something that had been blocked was now open. I could change whenever I wanted. But why would I waste that on him? He wasn't anything to me. "Those bastards and bitches killed my husband and I will never forget it," I seethed.

Caleb stared and it was quiet for a moment. "Maybe if we ran away. Just you and me Megan, we could make a fresh start. Let me help you forget!"

Oh! Now he wasn't just trying to stop me! He was trying to take Henry's place! "Just...just get out!" I shouted. I could feel myself beginning to cry, or the equivalent of it.

Caleb sighed and touched my cheek softly, his hand was burning hot. "If that's what you want." He got up and left.

I collapsed back on the bed, but before I even got a chance to sigh the door flew open again. I was pinned to the bed, not by Caleb, but by another vampire, I looked up and recognized her as one of the Cullen clan's. I hissed and she growled, throwing me up against the wall.

"I don't know what he said to you and I don't care, but I don't appreciate how you treat my grandson when he loves you so much. But to my main point, rest assured that if you harm even one hair on either of those girls' heads then I will hunt you down, and I will kill you, no matter what the cost. Is that clear?"

I glared defiantly.

"IS THAT CLEAR!?!" she screeched, slamming me against the wall again. I nodded. "Good," she said, tossing me to the floor and stalking out.

That settled it. I was going into the town right now, snatching the two from their house, and killing them off now. I could easily make it look like an accident or a suicide, it was one of my specialties, as we traveled we couldn't have the humans tracking us like serial killes now could we? Usually I just pumped a bullet or two into them or cut them up some, made it look like gang work.

I needed to hurry to make it before Caleb and the woman got back to the house, but then I thought of something. I undressed, being a vampire on the move I didn't have that many sets of clothes so I couldn't ruin these, then I let myself feel the anger again. The convulsion took me this time and I felt the floor drop under me. Suddenly I was on all fours, graceful, elegant, catlike, as if that were anything new.

I tried out my new body, running circles around the motel room. It felt good, so I pulled the door open with my paw and ran out, scaring a few guests on my way. I knew my way, I'd plotted it several times before. Making it in about thirty minutes running, I finally settled in a high branch overlooking the Black's front yard and waited. Either the mother or the aunt would have to come out sometime. A shiny, midnight blue volvo with tinted windows pulled up in the driveway. The dark haired vampire came out of the drivers side. I couldn't help but let out a snarl at her. My attention was taken from the passenger side by the opening of the front door.

Caleb's mother, Kelsey was it? ran out the door and embraced her son. Her son. Caleb. My Caleb. A sudden sweep of emotion for him overtook me. As much as I had tried to fight it off, as much as I told myself he was the enemy, I had always known it, and now, in my most primal form, there was no way of stopping it. I was in love with him.

This didn't make sense though! I hadn't heard of this in the research I had had to do after my first transformation. Cats were solitary animals, meant to roam alone. Tigers, pumas, panthers, even house cats, none of these lived in packs, but I guess they had to mate somehow.

I looked back at his mother. I really, really, wanted to kill her, but I knew I couldn't because it would hurt Caleb. My love easily defeated my urges for revenge, but I knew we wouldn't be best friends anytime soon, especially on her half. Poor Caleb, she would kill him when she found out (which she obviously hadn't). Oh well, if she was going to disown him anyway I could make her hurt. His aunt was still open to me. I knew how it felt to lose a parent, but an aunt, that was something different. I'd feel bad for her child, yes, but someone had to pay.

From there, I did the only thing I could think to do. I jumped down from the tree and raced back to the motel. "Caleb, I'm srry. Plz come back." I texted him. Hopefully he'd respond this time. He hadn't replied to my many texts before, but that was before I loved him. That was when I was just after his family. I knew that people couldn't get tone of voice and facial expressions out of text messages, but hopefully he could feel my sincerity.

An hour later he burst through the door. "Megan what is it?" he asked, an uncertainty in his expression.

I looked at him, finally up close. I saw everything I had pushed to the side before, his chocolate brown eyes, his dimples, his loyalty, love, and sense of humor, and most recently his hurting heart, the worry etched into his expression, the confusion on his face as he walked into the door. I touched his face and the confusion increased. I chuckled at this. He didn't know yet. "Remember when I told you that imprinting didn't exist?"

He nodded.

"I was wrong."

"I know," he said, not one bit of confusion leaving his face. I'd have to try and be clearer.

"Even though I'm a vampire, somehow, I can still change into a mountain lion. I guess it's my special power."

He stared.

"Mountain lions are generally solitary creatures, so no one told me this, but we can imprint, and guess who I imprinted on?"

He grinned and wrapped his arms around me.

"Oh, Caleb," I sighed, my spine tingled.

Ooooh! How will this change things? I thank my friend Megan for this last minute idea. I also thank my cousin Shelby for other ideas and reading this about 4798347593 times before I posted it. Read and Review please!

Hufflepuffbrunette :)