A/N: This is the first Chapter. I am writing all the imprint stories. I haven't read Breaking Dawn yet, so anything in these stories, have nothing to do with that. I am writing them all at the same time, so they will all connect somehow. I won't be posting another chapter for this for at least a week. I want to get at least half of this story written out before I start posting. I will post the first Chapter of Seth's story sometime later in the week. So patience people. Lol. Hope you guys like it.

Chapter 1

So, here I am, moving in with my brother, who I have never met. He didn't even know I existed till last month. That is my father's fault. My father, was, how do you say, not the best parental figure. He would rather go out with his buddies, drinking and playing poker, than being at home with his daughter. My mom died when I was 5. My dad raised me, or I raised myself. See my father died in a car accident. But I know the real way he died. I was there. I couldn't say anything, because then I would be in a institute for the mentally insane. My dad was killed by a vampire.

We were driving down the road, well I was driving, he was too drunk to drive. All of a sudden some thing ran out in front of the car. I slammed on the brakes. My dad's door was ripped off the hinges and he was pulled out. I got out of the car and grabbed the metal baseball bat out of the trunk, which I still have I'm not going anywhere without that again. When the thing came back, I seen it for what it was. My dad used to tell me the Quileute Legends of the Cold Ones. I seen it's inhuman beauty, it's red eye's, that were filled with my father's blood. My father also taught me how to defend myself. Yes, I was only a mere human girl, but I did know how to kick ass.

The vampire lunged at me and I dodged and cracked him in the head with my metal bat. As he crouched to lunge again, he seen headlights in coming. He turned to me and grabbed my arm, digging his nails in my skin. He leaned his nose next to my neck and inhaled.

"Don't worry, I'll be back for you before time runs out." He said, then he took off.

At first I didn't understand, then I started thinking about the rest of the legends my father told me. I came to only one conclusion. I was going to turn into a werewolf. But females don't turn, only males, or so I thought. I grew 4 inches in the last month, since he died.

And now, as I pull up to my brother's house, I can't help but wonder, is my brother one too? If not, how am I going to keep it a secret from him. No one know's how Dad really died. I spent the last month living with my neighbor, while the medical examiner tried to find out how my dad died. I told them that I wrecked and he was ejected from the car. That's what I will tell anyone who will listen.

I knocked on the door and hoped that this little reunion would go well. The door opened and a lady that looked about 20 opened the door. If I hadn't grew up in New York, I would have been surprised by the scars on her face, but I've been around the block a few times.

"Hi, I'm Darlene, I think someone from Social Services called." I said as politely as I could manage. I'm not usually nice, but I want to make a good impression.

"Yes, I'm Emily, Sam's fiance. Please come in, we've been expecting you." She said as she moved aside so I could come in.

The place was nice actually. Not like the crap hole I used to live in. I seen a man sitting in the living room watching TV. He looked like he was about 6'7" give or take a inch. He was HUGE. His hair was cropped real short. He had an air of authority about him. I could tell we were NOT going to get along. I had real problems with authority.

He stood up and walked over to me. Now since my growth spurt, I am now about 5'11". I'm not short, but this guy was about a foot taller than me.

"I'm Sam, you must be Darlene. Why don't you sit and tell me about yourself, so I can see if we're going to have any problems here." He said. I glared at him. Who the hell does he think he is? I can see right now that we're going to have problems here. But I stuck on a calm mask that I learned from good old dad and said, "Darlene Uley. Grew up in New York City. I am 16 almost 17. I lived with my father alone since my mom died when I was 5. Of course he wasn't much of a father, but he taught me how to take care of myself. He died last month in a car accident. I have problems with people telling me what to do. I can tell you don't like me, and I don't like you. Leave me alone and I will leave you alone. I will be out of your hair the day I turn 18, only a year and a half away. Anything else."

He looked like he was shaking. Emily came up and put a hand on his arm and whispered something in his ear. He nodded and stormed out the door. Emily turned to me.

"Well, let me show you to your room. I'm sorry about him, he didn't really like his father much and it was a surprise to find out he had a sister. There is alot of things going on here right now, so he's always not in a good mood. If you give him a chance, I'm sure he will warm up to you."

"No offense, you seem like such a nice person, I really don't want to offend you, but I'm really not a people person. I just want to get through my time here, so I can get back home." I told her.

She nodded and showed me to my room. I walked in and it looked a little too homey for me. She must have seen the look of disgust on my face cause she said, "You can redecorate if you want. Tomorrow after we register you for school, we can go get some paint." I just nodded and sat on the bed.

She sighed and turned to leave. Before she closed the door, she stuck her head back in and said, "We usually have people over for dinner, so don't be surprised if a bunch of rowdy boys come over." Then she shut the door.

Rowdy boys? What do they run, a bed and breakfast? I heard the front door open and I popped my iPod in my speaker player and turned on some Evanescence. I cranked up the volume and started singing along to block out all the loud voices from the kitchen.


Oh, paper flowers
Oh, paper flowers

I linger in the doorway
Of alarm clock screaming
Monsters calling my name
Let me stay
Where the wind will whisper to me
Where the raindrops, as they're falling, tell a story

In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby (flowers)
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me (flowers)

Don't say I'm out of touch
With this rampant chaos - your reality
I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge
The nightmare I built my own world to escape

In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby (flowers)
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me (flowers)

Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
Cannot cease for the fear of silent nights
Oh, how I long for the deep sleep dreaming
The goddess of imaginary light

In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby (flowers)
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me (flowers)

(Paper flowers)

I noticed it got quiet out there, but didn't pay attention. I turned to one that related to me and sang along with it.

Whisper lyrics

Catch me as I fall
Say you're here and it's all over now
Speaking to the atmosphere
No one's here and I fall into myself
This truth drives me
Into madness
I know I can stop the pain
If I will it all away

Don't turn away
(Don't give in to the pain)
Don't try to hide
(Though they're screaming your name)
Don't close your eyes
(God knows what lies behind them)
Don't turn out the light
(Never sleep never die)

I'm frightened by what I see
But somehow I know
That there's much more to come
Immobilized by my fear
And soon to be
Blinded by tears
I can stop the pain
If I will it all away


Fallen angels at my feet
Whispered voices at my ear
Death before my eyes
Lying next to me I fear
She beckons me
Shall I give in
Upon my end shall I begin
Forsaking all I've fallen for
I rise to meet the end

Chorus x3
Servatis a pereculum.
Servatis a maleficum

I turned to see Sam leaning against the door frame.

"Is there something you wanted, or do you just like to stare at people?" I asked him.

I hated people staring at me. Granted, the way I dress and act has something to do with it, but hey that's me. I have my tongue and eyebrow pierced. Along with my belly button. I have about 5 tattoos. I mostly dress in black. So with my Quileute looks, I looks like an exotic punk dancer. Haha. Yeah and since I'm changing, I'm also really graceful.

"It's time to eat, try to leave the attitude in here." He said before storming to the kitchen.

I turned of the music and made my way into the kitchen. Once there, let me tell you it's a good thing that I'm not intimidated very easily, cause having 5 guys all almost 7 foot tall in a cramped kitchen is pretty intimidating. But I grew up with the worst, so a couple giants ain't going to scare me.

When I walked in they all turned to look at me. Emily started introductions.

"Guys, this is Darlene. Darlene, this is Jacob, Quil, Embry, Jared and Paul. You'll meet Seth, Leah, Collin, Brady and Jared's girlfriend Kim some other time."

"Whatever" I said as I sat down. They all had shocked looks on thier faces. Sam kept on grumbling about juvenile delinquents. I chuckled and started eating. Have you ever seen a farmer feed pigs? No, well let me tell you, that's what it looked like at the table. All but one. I looked up at the one called, Paul.

"Do you have a staring problem? Cause if you don't stop, I guarentee, I can fix it for you." I told him.

Everyone froze and looked from me to Paul. Jared nudged him and he shook his head and got up and left. What the hell is his problem? This place is full of giant psychotic people. They all looked at me and stared. That's it.

"Look, I don't know what you people's problem is, but I'm done." I got up and walked to the door. I was just about to open it when I heard Sam.

"Where do you think your going? You have school tomorrow." He said.

I turned around to see him standing a couple feet away from me. I walked up to him so I was only about a foot away.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" I asked him in a deathly calm voice. "You never knew I existed till a month ago. I have been taking care of myself since I was 5 that's 11 years, that I have been by myself. You act like you care, but you don't. I can see past your little 'I'm Superior, bow down to me' mask. Guess what? You don't scare me, I've seen worse. Nothing you can say, or do to me can even compare to what I have been through. You got to grow up on your little reservation, with your family and friends. I got to grow up in the streets of New York, with a alcoholic father, and his drunk cronies. I learned to take care of myself and grow up pretty fast, when there are bullets flying through your window every night. So don't start with me." I was yelling at the end.

He leaned over me and said,"You don't know what's out there, nothing you've seen can compare with what is out there. You stand no chance."

"I can handle myself thank you. I survived the night Dad was killed, I think I could do it again." I said and grabbed the door to leave. His hand shot out and grabbed my arm. He looked down and saw the scars on my upper arm from the vampires nails.

"Where did you get those?" He said.

"Let. Go. Of. Me." I growled.

Everyone was in the living room now. He didn't move. I tried to struggle to get away, but it didn't work. I glared at him and clenched my fists.

"Sam, maybe you should let her go." Embry said.

"Shut it." Sam told him.

"Look, no matter how much I don't like you, your still my brother, don't make me hurt you." I said.

I heard the guys laugh. Fine, it seems to me that my new found strength will come in handy, but I can't expose myself too much.

"Tell me how you got those scars, and I will let you go?" He said.

What can it hurt?

"I got in a fight with someone. I had the upper hand, when we got interrupted. He didn't like it and grabbed my arm. It was nothing." I told him hoping he would buy my half lie. There was no way I could have survived against a vampire.

He waited for a min before letting me go. I took off out the door and jumped in my baby. See there is a reason I didn't fly. I would never leave my 69' Chevy Corvette Stingray Convertible. I restored it myself.

I drove around till I came to a parking lot near a beach. The sign said First Beach. I reached over to the glove box to pull out a stack of paper's that I printed out from the Internet and a Zippo lighter. I reached around my seat and grabbed my metal baseball bat. I looked at it and sighed. It was all bent out of shape. It had been bent almost in half from the night my dad died, but I put it in a vise and straightened it up as much as I could. I would have to get another one till I transformed. This one will only last so long.

I got out of the car and noted the time. It was 7:30. I'll stay for a couple hours. I walked along the beach till I came to a bench that looked like it was made from an old tree. I sat on the sand and leaned on it. I layed my bat across my lap and started looking at the papers. I had printed out all I could about vampires. I was going to get him. He ruined my life. From what Dad said, he triggered my transformation by being near me.

I read through some of the papers. Burn in the sun? No, dad said they sparkle or something. Haha, fruity sparkling vampires. That makes me laugh. But it says here, that the only way to kill them is to rip them up and burn the pieces. Well, I can't do that yet, but I can stall them. I kept on scanning the paper's but there was nothing that I didn't already know. I put the paper's away and headed back to my car. I was almost to the car when I heard a crack. I whipped my head around and gripped my bat.

I scanned the woods trying to make out any shadows. I got that prickly sensation that I was being watched. I reached into my car and pulled out a flashlight. I quickly turned it on and made a wide sweep in the woods. I jumped and dropped the flashlight, when I seen a pair of eye's flash off the light. I jumped over the door and started my car and took off back to my brother's house.

The whole way there, I was going over what I seen. The eye's weren't red, they were brown? I stopped in front of the house and looked at the time. 9:30. There I wasn't out too late. I sat there for a bit trying to remember what the eye's belonged too. I shook my head and grabbed my backpack out of the car. I would need it tomorrow. I walked into the house still trying to figure out what it was that I say. I know I seen a shadow and a flash of color before I dropped the flashlight. Sam sitting at the kitchen table when I walked by.

"See, still alive. Sorry to disappoint you." I told him and went to my room. I cleaned out my backpack and put all my notebooks and pencils in there. I looked at the crap that I pulled out of my bag.

There was a pack of Camels, and a little bag of weed. I also had rolling paper's. I put those things in my sock drawer for later. God knows I'll need them living with a bunch of creeps. I layed on my bed and closed my eye's waiting for sleep to come. I quickly fell asleep.