Okay. So I couldn't wait too long to publish this chapter. When I saw how long ago it was that I posted my author's note (more than a month!) I decided to post this chapter. The next is already being worked on. Something else you all should note: I will most likely editing my earlier chapters (and maybe this one) in more detail. So if you get an alert for that do not be surprised. Now, on with the chapter!

Disclaimer:

Me: *Singing* Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn and cauldron bubble.

JK Rowling: STOP STEALING FROM US AUTHORS!!!

Me: I'm not! YOU stole that from SHAKESPERE!!! It's in his play Macbeth!

SM: Well this story is not from Romeo and Juliet so fess up.

Me: Alright. I do not own Twilight or any of its characters. I only own Emma and the Alaskan shape shifters.

I heard another roar, this time of frustration, and saw that the bear was aiming for me now. I could tell that in his loss of self control John had lost himself for the moment and polar bears get mad fast…

My mind froze for a moment as he ran as fast as he could manage in the tight quarters of the house. His mouth was just about to open in a roar when I leapt upwards, doing a front flip. He barreled under me as I almost hit the ceiling, heading downwards towards his broad back.

I had just barely touched down on his back as he finally seemed to notice that I was no longer in front of him. He started to turn around, trying to shake me off his back, but I just gripped his snow like fur and held on. He kept on roaring and roaring, thrashing his head about, and it was starting to get harder to contain myself from hitting him over his big head.

My grip started to loosen and I started silently panicking. I knew that if I fell off that he would aim for me and though I was tough I had a feeling that if he was still this mad for a while that I might be reduced to a pile of elf, to use roundabout terms. My legs shifted as I tried to stay on and that's when an idea came to mind. I let go as my feet got a good foothold on John-the-mad-polar-bear and I jumped as I reached into my jean pocket and grabbed something I thought I would never use: That golden necklace.

As I started to fall back towards John I wasn't sure if my crazy plan would work. The best result would be that the necklace would work the same way on him as a normal human but with his shifting side I had no clue what would happen. I prayed silently to myself as I unclasped the gold band and grabbing a fistful of his fur clasped it onto his large neck.

The band almost immediately started to enlarge and, in only a few seconds, was large enough that I was able to close it about my foster parent's neck. I heard it click shut and almost instantly he stilled. Shocked by the sudden change I was flung off of him, doing an awkward flip before my back hit the wall. I groaned as I landed awkwardly on my head. Luckily I had landed in such a way that I had not been hurt that badly. After I slid onto my aching back I looked above me, trying to see how well my previous stunt had gone.

Looking down at me, half glaring and half pleading, was John still in his animal form. He was now sitting on his haunches, his head cocked slightly sideways as to say "What was that for?!" and yet saying at the same time "Forgive me please!". I've got to say that seeing that on his face was quite odd and a bit on the funny side. I guess that the collar worked about half of what it would usually do, keeping him from ripping me to shreds in his fury and yet letting him express just how ticked off he was.

I stared back at him, knowing that he would cool down soon enough. John was not usually so hot headed and with my will at least partially calming him down he stopped glaring and looked at me questioningly.

"Go change back. I'll explain to you once you do." I sat up, pushing myself up onto my feet. I looked back at him to see that he hadn't moved. "Go ahead and change back already! I'm not going to kill you or anything."

He looked down, appearing a bit embarrassed and awkward. I followed his gaze down to see shreds of cloth on the carpeted floor. Oh. So that's why he wouldn't change back. "I'll grab you some clothes then seeing how you have a bit of a… dilemma. I'll be right back." With that I dashed by his large form, passing through his room. I went over to his dresser, opening the drawers at random, until I was able to grab some clothes for him consisting of a t-shirt and sweatpants. I then walked back to my room, dropping them in front of him.

"Okay, now change. I'll leave for the moment but call me back in when you're dressed." With that I slipped out of the room, looking the other way as to give him some privacy as he had—how should I say it?—freed the doorframe of its door when he had abruptly shifted. I looked around the hall and determined that the majority of the damage to the house inflicted had been in my room. Wonderful. I started to fiddle with my hair, my other hand checking my hat. It was amazingly still there and of course my bracelet had stayed on for the ordeal. My necklace had made it too as it had been constricted around my throat like a very secure choker. My jeans were a little dirty and so was my shirt and a had a bit of blood in my hair as a result of my hitting the floor with my head but other than that I was perfectly fine.

As I stood impatiently I felt something in the air shift and heard the slight rustling of clothes. A couple of moments later John's low voice rang out in the empty house. "Come in here Emma." With that I turned around and walked a bit into the room. John was staring at me with a straight face, his slightly long hair all over the face and the golden collar very clear on his neck. He was leaning against the far wall and had crossed his arms. "Emma," He said, keeping his straight face in place, "What just happened?"

"What just happened?" I smiled a bit as I thought of a possible way to get through his façade. I hated it when I couldn't tell what people's emotions were from their faces. "Why, you just suddenly turned into a huge polar bear as I was talking to my friend Nessie."

I got the desired effect of my words when his features flashed to that of being annoyed. "You know I don't mean that part."

"I know you didn't." I smiled slyly. "That's why I said it." He started to glare and, still noting that collar or not he might snap again, I started explaining. "Well, you're probably wondering more about what I was doing when you—how should I say it? Blew up? Anyway, I've been hiding a pretty big secret of mine for a while now from everyone. Nessie," I stressed her name to get it into his head that I did not like how he had immediately treated her, "Just learned today before you barged in."

I stopped for a moment, taking an unneeded deep breath as I thought of how I should word what I was about to say. I decided on staring right into his dark brown, almost black, eyes. "I'm an elf."

He seemed to freeze for a moment, his face composed. Then he let out a breath, smiling. "You know that sounds a little odd, don't you?"

"I know," I responded, "but isn't turning into a big, fluffy white polar bear odder than that? After all they have Lord of the Rings and they don't have anything for you."

His smile grew wider into what he usually had. "They also have Santa's elves."

"Shut up." I said, trying to look hurt. It didn't work very well as even with that collar on he was grinning. Speaking of that…

"Hey John. I forget a little something that will probably help to really improve your mood." With that I strode over, reaching up to his neck and unlocking the golden collar. I pulled it off, putting it into my jeans pocket once again as it shrunk very quickly as it always did.

After I stepped back he reached up to touch his neck, his smile a little wider. "Thanks. That thing was getting to be a pain. What was it anyway? Why did you put it on me? How did you get-"

"Wait wait wait, let me explain exactly what I am and my past. Then I'll tell you about that collar." I held up my hands for emphasis. I do one thing and I barely can keep on track with the conversation! John was one of those people who were always ready with a question. Thinking about it and his lack of full humanity I started to wonder why he had never questioned some of my odd behavior before other than my eating habits.

"Where to begin. Hmm… oh, I know! Do you remember all the times you noticed the tiny amount I would eat?" He nodded. "Well, I can actually eat lots. One time when I was extremely bored and I was 8 I was at one of those buffet places. I had over 8 plates of food! Needless to say my foster parent then was very surprised. Either way food doesn't seem to matter as much as some things. Sleep too. I usually only sleep a couple of hours each night though I could probably go a couple of days without any." I grinned mischievously. "Besides, I couldn't sleep most of the time anyway because of your horribly loud snoring! I am also abnormally strong and fast, I have an affinity for fire hence why I usually tend to avoid as much snow as possible, and I have telekinesis. You know, where you can lift things with your mind. I also have a very noticeable physical trait which is why I hide it." I pulled my hat off then and brushed my hair back so he could see my ears. "That's definitely one thing Hollywood and all those little kids who believe in Santa and his elves got right."

"It appears so." He smiled. "I guess I wasn't so truthful with you either. It appears that you already know about that though."

"Not completely." I said. "When that vampire attacked me I kind of guessed when I saw some humongous polar bears and wolves heading my way. It also helped that you were yelling a lot too." My smile slightly slipped then. Talking about that… incident was not something I was fond of. I knew I had to get over it sometime though; I hadn't died and I had been able to get a bit closer in my opinion to Embry.

"Well," I started after my slight pause, "I better tell you what that collar is. It's related to the bracelet I wear all the time in a way. The collar is meant to be used in such a way that an elf can control a human. From what I've heard it's quite bad as the person is actually almost begging to do the elf's will. I only had it in my pocket so I could study it at some time or another. It only worked partially on you probably because you are only partially human and the rest of you is polar bear. I have no clue what effect it would have on other supernatural beings other than it wouldn't do a thing to an elf. My bracelet meanwhile has a dual purpose. It helps give me extra power but, if certain factors are met, it can be used to control me. I can't take it off myself otherwise I would have moved it to one of my ankles long ago where it would be not as noticed." I gave him a sad smile. "I guess we all have our faults."

John looked at me for a while. After a few minutes he started to open his mouth to say something when a cracking sound interrupted him. He looked at me like he was saying be quiet and he snuck over by my open window. A moment later there was a sudden snap and a loud thump with a scream. "Oww…" and "Darn branch!" were briefly said before it was silent again. I smiled, walked over to the window, and climbed up onto my bed which now had long rips in its covers.

I peeked out the window and waved. "Hello Embry and Nessie. Want to explain why Alex and Alison are in the tree too?"

I heard Alex sigh and Alison mutter "Embry you idiot! I told you to find a different branch. That thing you picked to sit on with Nessie was way too scrawny but oh no, you just had to have a good vantage point didn't you?"

"Well," Nessie said as she stood up and brushed herself off, "after the… incident with your foster father and me being mysteriously-" She gave me a very pointed look that seemed to say that wasn't very fun "flung out a window I decided to try to help you. However, Embry here-" She pointed at him, who was still on his bum grumbling about stupid trees and how Alison was such a smart aleck, before going on. "Embry here found me trying to find a way in without getting in the way and immediately demanded facts about what was going on. Alex and Alison were right behind him so, to avoid them getting in your way or just plain getting themselves hurt we sat up in the tree. I was a bit hesitant about telling them about you but since it would be more suspicious if you somehow survived mostly unscathed from being in a room with a polar bear I decided to tell them. As I was covering over what I had learned earlier from you Embry—contrary to Alison's advice—moved to the branch I was on as to hear what was going on better considering he had very much wanted to go in after you. Thank goodness I convinced him not to do that."

She took a breath and continued on. "Once he sat down on my branch there was a sudden silence from your room and so we listened in. I guess we got paid back for eavesdropping as while we were absorbed the branch the two of us were on suddenly snapped." She flinched. "I never knew snow could be so hard. I grew up in a constantly rainy place and we didn't get snow often so I was a bit surprised at the stiffness of the ground. Well, what goes around comes around right?" She smiled and walked closer to the side of the house. "If it's alright with you I'll just get in this way. Is John alright now or should I go…?"

"No, no, come in whatever way you want. He's calmed down now and I guess you can understand why if you were listening in." I gave my friend a reassuring smile before stepping back. I grabbed John's arm as he was underneath the window and dragged him back a bit too.

A moment later I heard a slight whoosh sound and Nessie gracefully landed on her toes inside my room. The affect of her graceful entrance was ruined however by the fact that she started to fall over before she regained her balance. "I may have some abnormal reflexes but it appears that I got my mom's human clumsiness…" She muttered to herself as she walked over towards me.

Not far behind her were Embry and the twins, all three entering one after another and landing silently on the balls of their feet. They didn't seem to have any of the balancing problems that Renesmee had as they sauntered up to us.

"So…" I said. "Since you heard our little conversation I think you guys need to give a better explanation of why you're here in the first place. Nessie told me about you three-" I indicated the twins and Embry- "being shape shifters. How did either group of you find me in the first place when that vampire attacked me?"

Embry looked at me and started to speak. "Well…"

He paused for a moment, as if he was trying to think of a way to phrase something. "Well, you see, at least out of the Quileute pack we have something called imprinting. It's sort of a way to determine who your soul mate is. The first time you look in their eyes it's like you're no longer held down by gravity, like that person is the center of your universe.Jake for example imprinted on Nessie when she was…younger. You always feel a pull towards them no matter where you are and you can't stand it when you're not there with them." He ended, smiling nervously at me.

It clicked a moment later and both John and I started to speak at the same time.

"You're not saying-"

"You did WHAT?!"

Heheheh. I like cliffys unless others are doing them in their stories. Then I don't like them so much. :P Anyway, that line at top in the disclaimer really is from Shakespeare's Macbeth, act 4 scene 1 to be exact. I only knew that because my English class is reading it right now. :) Though I think that part was in one of the Harry Potter movies and not the books… :P I hopefully will be updating soon as the internet at my main residence is mostly down except for one computer (which my brothers hog all the time) and so I will have plenty of time for a while to type. Sadly I have lost all will to write Seth's Chance so there will be a note about that on that story. I am however going to be writing another story (though it probably won't be posted until I write ahead a bit) but this time it's pretty well planned out in terms of general plot and I'm looking forward to writing it. Here's a sneak peek at the plot:

Edward leaves in New Moon. However, when Charlie tells Bella to go to Jacksonville she agrees. She doesn't really get to ever know Jacob and so the werewolves are not concerned with her. What will happen when she moves to Denali, Alaska that will eventually intertwine the Quileutes' and Cullens' fates forever?

I am however stuck on its title. If you could put in your input on these names or suggest one of your own I would greatly appreciate it. Here are my titles so far: Please Don't Leave Me, So Small (In reference to the Carrie Underwood song), Fate's Intertwining Ways and Fate's Ways. Any input will be greatly appreciated!