Hiya! Chapter One! Yeah, I made Seth a as I saw him. -_-
DISCLOSURE: I DON'T OWN TWILIGHT!!!
1. RUNNING INTO STUFF
Isn't it amazing? One day you're the Alpha of a small pack, protecting your love and her family from the enemy forces, and the next you're stuck fawning over your ex-crushes' kid, unable to stray from the kid no matter what due to a strange Shakespearian love spell that comes with being a werewolf. It is amazing. More over, it's a little pathetic. But that's just a regular life for my Alpha, my pack leader, Jacob Black.
Jacob turns to me with a cold smirk on his face. Renesme, the toddler in question, is playing with a sparrow that landed on her babysitter's six-foot-seven shoulder. I keep making fun of his obsession with her. When I do, he glares at me like I've just ran over his dog.
"For your information, I enjoy spending time with Nessie," he glances over to the girl like a blind man seeing color for the first time.
I try my hardest not to gag.
"That doesn't mean you have to watch her like this everyday. She can look after herself." This fact is true, after all the kid is half-vampire and half-human. She's virtually indestructible. But still Jacob follows her around like she's a glass vase about to shatter. He doesn't want to admit that 'Nessie' can get along without him. That would be like the end of his world. It's hard for me to believe this love-struck puppy used to rant about how stupid 'imprinting' was.
He was right. Imprinting is such a pain.
Of course he can't say that anymore, considering he found his soul mate in his best friend's daughter about three years ago. It also doesn't help that she's only two and a half and he's turning nineteen in a month.
My creepy pedophiliac Alpha sees nothing wrong with that.
"Jacob? My Jacob?"
The girl's little voice rings through the woods behind her house. Jake immediately turns in the direction it came from and the porcelain child skips out of the trees, chocolate eyes glowing and curly red hair trailing behind her like a cloak. She looks almost eight, despite her true age. That super speed aging is one side-effect of being a half-vampire.
Once she becomes an adult, she will become immortal.
To make matters worse for my pedophile, Renesme will be a full-grown adult by the time she reaches the age of seven. I guess it just lessens the number of years Jacob has left to reach full maturity before he, too, will live forever.
I'm not looking forward to outgrowing my Alpha.
"I'm heading back to the reservoir. See you around?" I ask him as I grab my backpack from aside one of the trees. I take the rope from it and tie it around my left ankle, securing it tightly. A warm burning begins to echo in my chest, searing in every bone and muscle.
"Sure, sure," he nods quickly without turning to face me. Renesme looks up into my eyes and sends me a sweet, "Good-bye Seth!"
It's the last thing I hear before my front feet hit the hard ground in my lunge. I break into a sprint, pulling my body faster with my four feet. My four paws. The air howls and rips around me as I speed faster and faster through the dense forest dodging trees and rocks approaching the Cullen household. Being a wolf has some pluses, all imprinting asides, like the speed and the adrenaline rush. It's almost like you're flying over the earth, mossy and wet and green. My eyes drop to my feet for a moment just to watch the grass fly by.
But one shouldn't watch their feet when they're running in a dense forest at eighty miles a second.
"Hey, um, watch out."
A quiet voice throws me off guard a split second before my skull collides with a nearby birch tree. My balance falters and slides me into an oak that takes the collision well, only a dent, compared to my spine which feels like it's been shattered. I finish with my left side in the moss and dirt, my right coated in broken tree branches sticking me like thorns.
I'll be feeling that in the morning…
"Nice one, Seth," The musical sound echoes in the leaves.
I turn my head so I can see where the voice came from. Standing just over me, short brown hair wispy and wild as always, is the shortest and most carefree of the Cullen family of vampires. Alice Cullen. She's also one of the more gifted vampires in the family. She's smiling at me, marble face dimpled perfectly. She reminds me of a slightly taller Shirley Temple, except for the fact she can snap a normal human in two.
I guess I look pretty stupid from down here. Help me up? I whimper. Alice can't understand what I'm thinking, but she gets the basic idea. A tiny hand reaches down to pull me up with inhuman strength. Her nose wrinkle as she helps me on all fours, the smell of a werewolf isn't very appetizing to them. She doesn't smell like a rose either. Or really she does, but it's too sweet…sickeningly sweet.
Once I'm standing up again, her smile turns into a smirk.
"I've never seen a werewolf belly-up," she jokes, half playful and half mocking. I growl as a response.
Oh, I apologize. Maybe I should get some glasses so I won't break your trees. Thank you so much Ms. All-Seeing Vampire, for I've been shown the light.
A deep laughter makes me turn towards the Cullen house. Edward Cullen is standing in the doorway with a crooked half-smile, his gold eyes looking over from behind his long burgundy hair. He stares directly at me. Every leaf-strung, branch stuck, filthy bit of my humongous wolf body. He's a cool guy, but he's still a little scary. At least he got the joke.
Yeah, I know I'm a klutz. Shaddup.
"I didn't say anything." He strikes a rather convincing 'who me?' face, "But if you're going to talk to Alice, won't you need a translator?"
Good thing you're here, Eddy.
Edward nods absently, his mind focusing on someone else. Alice and I catch it almost a second after her does: The sound of rushing feet hitting the ground at breakneck speed. The sound of four very fast, very large feet coming towards the Cullen house…
"Jake's home," Alice jumps up like a bird in flight and lands next to Edward on the house's small porch. I move a little to my left to avoid colliding with my larger Alpha. That would be even more painful than getting hit by a vampire or running head-first into a tree, which I did. The footsteps get louder as they get closer, and I swear I can feel vibrations in the ground as he approaches.
Hey, what'd I miss?
A large russet wolf, even larger than me, skids to a stop just an inch from the tree I'd hit earlier. Not fair. He walks up to the house calmly with a small child hunched on his shoulders. Renesme looks up at her dad smiling. Edward motions for his daughter to join him on the balcony, eyes glistening kindly.
"Come on Nessie, Momma wants you for lunch. Let's head up to the cottage."
'Wants her for lunch'? I thought you guys were vegans.
Edward glares at me. He knows it's a joke, but I'm always twisting his words when it comes to feeding the half-human. After all, her mom and dad are the vegetarians of their world. It makes me wonder if she'll end up eating nothing but lettuce and animal blood when she grows up. Or would that be contradictory?
Alice looks from me to Jacob, then back again.
"I take it you're going to visit your dad? See you later, I guess," she grins at him before giving me a wink, "Can we leave you alone, or will you run into more of our trees?"
Go eat a bear.
Again my voice reaches only Edward and Jacob. Edward laughs but Jake eyes me suspiciously. He looks me over quickly, noticing the leaves and branches all over my fur, before he too breaks out in bark-like laughter. I growl in my defense.
It's not funny. I could've cracked my head open.
But you didn't.
"Don't kill each other on our yard, okay?" Alice calls from her place in the front door. Jake and I both give her a look. He turns back to me a nudges my left shoulder with his nose. Without saying or thinking anything the two of us are off on the same beat, running down the forest trail with the same steps and same sprint. This was like it was back three years ago, back when Renesme was still in her mother's stomach, back when Jacob was still in love with Bella. Back when he quit the pack to protect the one he loved. It seems far away now, lost in the traffic of time. I miss it a bit, but I like how this new life is working out for the werewolves of Forks, Washington.