Hi guys! Sorry the prologue was so short, I just thought it was necessary as a small introduction to Mia. But, here's the first chapter, and hopefully all of them will be similar in length. xD
Enjoy, and let me know what you think!
My paws were sore from almost four days of nonstop travel. I had long since passed the Washington border, avoiding Vancouver and Seattle by making a wide pass in the surrounding reservations. Earlier this morning, I stopped at a coffee shop on the edge of the big city, and with the superior hearing and all, I overheard a group of elderly women talk about a Beach Northwest of the shop—La something or other. They all reminisced in memories of their long passed highschool graduation party that was held at the beach.
I personally wondered what highschool would have been like as a senior. After I phased in my sophomore year, I had to leave school. I was obviously way behind on whatever subject material kids were studying in those grades. Though, ha, I couldn't care. I believed I had more already than they ever would in their lifetime. A gift of my own.
I thought back to the beach the elderly women were talking about, their rather raucous laughter pulling me back to reality. How long had it been since I had a little fun? I paused in my travels to ponder this. Didn't they say the beach was up near Forks? I couldn't say I'd heard of the town, but for the sake of a little change in the year or so I'd been travelling alone and fending for myself, I decided to go out of my way to visit that beach. I followed the roads in search of signs that might point me in the right direction. I didn't have a compass or GPS, so if I needed to follow a certain route to reach a destination, I looked to roads and the signs that guided drivers.
My luck was turning up, after a short search of no more than an hour. Other searches had taken me days to figure out the direction I needed to go. Only later had I realized I could use the sun to aid me. However, Washington had a great lack of sunshine entirely, so that trick was rendered useless. The sign pointed me forward towards Forks and other small towns nearby. I followed quickly, now, at a canter. Another sign said 'La Push Reservation', and led off an exit to a smaller road. I guessed it led right to the ocean or near it, so I left the main road and followed the smaller road. After a short while of this route, I got an unsettling sensation. It felt as if something was not right, and I hesitated. I could smell nothing, hear nothing. I didn't understand, so I followed the signs of the ocean. I changed my direction to the left some, and I followed the soil. The dirt was becoming progressively sandier, and before long, I could hear gulls calling in the distance. That gave me a better reference to go by, and I picked up speed towards the gulls.
Accompanying the gulls were now the hisses of the shoreline, crashing down and dissipating back into the main water, before repeating. Light broke through the treeline and flooded the forest floor. It wasn't very much light, since the sky was ceaselessly cloudly, but enough that I had to squint until my eyes adjusted. I phased and threw on my sports bra that covered everything it needed to, and my shorts that came about halfway down my thigh. Both were basic and black; I saw no need to show anything off, but clothing did feel a bit.. restricting. I probably haven't worn a full outfit in at least six months.
I hadn't any shoes, so the sand felt good between my toes. My satchel was wrapped twice around my body, since it was wolf-sized, not human sized. Further up the shoreline, I saw a huge cliffside ending the beach abruptly. I paid it little mind, and did not realize that my scent was being blown upwind. I hadn't realized it, but a pair of brown eyes caught it and followed it to the edge of the cliff, where they saw me trying (and failing) to build a sandcastle near the shore. Appearances could be deceiving, but my scent gave me away without my knowing.
I stayed only a little longer before stripping behind a rock and phasing back into my wolf form, escaping into the forests.
Meanwhile, 3rd person POV;
Paul told Sam about the trespasser he found at the shoreline. Sam told Jacob to relay the information to the Cullens, and to stay in touch. Jacob told the Cullens. The two opposites had indeed become much closer due to recent events, but a massive ravine still separated the two of them. Sam, Paul, Jared, and Leah were setting up to trap the rogue for questioning. Sam still wanted Jacob and the Cullens ready on their side of the river, in case the rogue passed into their territory. Paul questioned Sam's incentive—this rogue was a female, the rare phenomenon that no one believed would be seen again after Leah. But, her gender was irrelevant—she was a shifter, and she was trespassing in their territory.
The black wolf trailed the white one, the way a shadow follows one's every move. He knew she was female, judging by her scent and her build. The wind changed and blew his scent right towards her. Without so much as looking back at her follower, the white female took off. Soon, one set of paws became two, then three, on all sides of her except in front. The males tried to keep up, snarling and snapping, but the females were lighter and faster almost genetically. It was when Leah came bursting past them that the white female took to more drastic measures. Her pursuers had pushed her right into the white, frothy lips of a river, with steep rocky edges. She raced down the edge, waiting to see an opportunity to cross. The female behind her was gaining, and just as Leah's hot breath touched the rogue's fur, the white female leapt onto a large rock that broke the surface of the river, and made it to the other side, stopping once she realized her followers remained on that side. It came to her mind that the unsettling sensation she experienced before visiting the beach was in fact her breaching the borders of these shifter's territory. She hadn't realized it at first. She met the eyes of the largest, darkest male, who seemed to be glaring death at her. The others seemed calmer, but all eyed her warily.
A new scent, much stronger, sent the female into yet another frenzy. She smelled the scent of vampires. They appeared downstream, on her side of the river. The first was tall, male with short, well-groomed blonde hair and small lips, the next was female with a round face and long dark brown hair. The next was a huge male with short black hair and looked ready to slaughter. The last was a more lanky male with bronze hair and a flat, square face. The lanky, bronze haired vampire was looking at the black Alpha across the stream, then muttered something to the others who nodded. Behind them appeared a russet wolf who made the first charge, the rest following. The white female took off again, heading upstream. She made it to the source of the river, when the bronze-haired vampire tackled her and wrestled with her long enough for the rest of the pursuers to catch up and trap her. She stood her ground, but attacked no one. She wasn't going to be the first to bite, yet a low snarl rumbled from her throat, whenever someone made a move. Sam growled loudly at Paul for pushing and snapping at the rogue, which seemed to set the white female teetering on edge. The bronze haired vampire spoke.
"You are trespassing in Quileute territory, and Cullen territory. I can read minds, please tell me your business here."
1st person POV, Mia;
The vampire's words sunk in, but I was more concerned with my safety. I was just waiting anxiously, anticipating when one of them would attack me.
"We will not hurt you so long as you speak to us." Another snarl rumbled out of me, as a warning that I will defend myself. I spoke in my mind, in a way, eyeing the bronze-haired vampire. I would question later how he could read minds.
My name is Mia Fortier. I apologize for not realizing I had breached your territory. I wondered if they'd even believe me. The vampire retold my words to the black male. A moment of silence ensued.
"Where are you from? Do you travel alone?" Interrogation? I suppose it was necessary. The atmosphere was ridiculously tense, I was on edge.
I'm from Minnesota, and I do travel alone. Various memories of my journey played in the back of my mind, but I was sure to stay focused on the situation at hand. The vampire was quiet for a moment, no doubt watching those memories play through as proof. He again relayed my words to the black male, mentioning that it was truth. Another moment of silence followed.
"Are you willing to go with the Quileutes for further questioning? They are interested in your past." I wondered if it was a trap, another growl forming at the thought, but I was interrupted. "It isn't a trap." He looked to the black wolf for a moment, "They want to know because you are female and not from the area. They will explain more in detail if you decide to go. If you choose not to, we ask you to leave this area permanently." I thought it over. The pros, the cons, the risks, everything. It was very silent. I looked towards the black male, who was now looking at me with interest and expectancy. I had yet to come across an actual, organized pack with proper hierarchy and more than two members. Then again, how could I trust them? Nothing they could say could make me believe they wouldn't do anything. I looked at the lightest wolf, another female. Even on her canine face, I could see that she was surprised, eager, and almost pleading for me to come. I didn't understand why.
I dropped my defenses, lowered my tail and stopped baring my pearly-whites and snarling. I gave in. I would go with them. Their interest in me piqued my interest in them. My change in body language caused a relaxation in almost everyone else, and the atmosphere loosened up some. I had one condition, however.
I'll need some clothes to borrow, since I'm sure as hell not staying half-naked in front of a bunch of men. My thought made the vampire chuckle, which brought more light into the situation.
"I'm sure we can accommodate for that. Leah, do you have any spare clothes your guest could borrow?" The other female, whose name I just discovered was Leah, nodded. Then, the blonde vampire spoke.
"I'm glad we've come to an agreement today. I'm sure we can all agree that a fight was the last thing we wanted." With that, the vampires left, and the wolves around me silently led me to a small house nestled in the woods. When I got there, I was surprised to see even more members of the pack. Another three boys rushed out of the house and again, all eyes were locked on me.
This did not feel right at all.
I wonder how everyone's going to feel about another female showing up! Leah sure seems excited! We're going to get into the movie plot here soon, I'll have to rewatch it bit by bit to get all of the details. :)
Hope you enjoyed this chapter, and I'll have the next one up soon!
