Summary: crossover with Twilight. Clay and Elena go to investigate some vampire killings in Seattle only to meet Forks version of vampires and werewolves.

Pairings: Elena/Clay implied Edward/Bella, one-sided Clay/Quileute Tribe.

"I did a research paper on you!"

I sighed and shifted on the rock I was sitting. A week ago there were some killings in Seattle that was unsettling the Council. It sounded like a rogue vampire demented on killing but Cassandra and Aaron refused to go, something about it being dangerous for any vampire. Clay thought it was Cassandra being a bitch and Aaron being manipulated but that's just Clay. Lucas and Paige would have gone but they needed to stay with Savannah so instead we volunteered. Well I volunteered and told Clay we need a weekend away from our darling children who have taken to biting you every time you try to bathe them.

So we stuck around and did some hunting only to find another shape-shifting community. There appears to be some sort of chain reaction, every time I discover something new they all suddenly appear out of nowhere to say hi. Anyway, this shape-shifting community is a Native American tribe in some crappy little town called La Push. Usually I would be very supportive of Clay and his anthropology fan-boy moments.

I did remember his paper on the Quileute Tribe. I spent those four months sleeping on my own while he lived in the study.

"Can I ask you some questions? You know get some primary sources and rewrite my paper? This could be groundbreaking for my department. Don't worry I'll make it sound like its just myths so no one will go hunting down after you. After all we wolves have to stick together."

The group of teenage boys just looked at Clay as if he was the most terrifying thing on earth. I suppose considering the fact moments ago Clay had torn off one of the boy's ears during a fight in wolf-form and now he's suddenly being their fan-boy and fawning over them like they were Hollywood stars they did have reason to be terrified of him. The very pale people who stood on the other side of us and remained silent and still were looking at Clay in a mixture of disgust (this was mostly coming from the blonde bitch, I'm pleased to see the scratch I have given her was still there), interest (the older blonde man and a couple of the younger ones) and boredom.

We sat around bored out of our minds when the leader of this wolf tribe agreed to give Clay information. It took three hours by the time Clay ran out of questions and the wolf tribe looked ready to turn Clay into a Sunday dinner.

"Thank you so much!" Jesus Christ this must be the first time I ever heard Clay be so polite. "I am forever in your debt. This is fantastic material."

"Does this mean we can all go home now and you'll never return?" one of the pale ones asked hopefully.

During these three hours I talked to the only human here, a young girl called Bella, and I must admit I imagined hitting her face into one of the boulders a few times. For someone who was supposed to be mature and responsible she wasn't half whiney and confusing as well. While she was ranting about how she wanted to spend forever with Edward but not marry him I was daydreaming beating her to death with a branch. Edward, who apparently can read minds, shot me dirty looks throughout the whole time.

"We'll return if you can't stop the Seattle killings," Clay growled. "I'm warning you, if you don't, we will and you won't like it if we had to get involved."

The blonde bitch snorted. "Right, I'm trembling," she said sarcastically.

"And stop calling yourselves vampires. I've met vampires and they are nor where near as cowardly as you lot, I can't believe the day as come where I prefer Cassandra's company over someone else's but here it is," he turned to look at me, "hell must have frozen over darling," he turned back and glared at the vampires. "Do yourselves all a big favour and lay of the body glitter."