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Pack Brother

Summary:
Beautiful banner mane by Kayla Ariev. Isnt that guy gorgeous?! We learned in Eclipse that Quil is a werewolf now, and that he imprinted... on a two year old. How did that happen? And what happened when he finally phased? And what does the future hold for Quil and his Claire? I'm ending it there guys, sorry!


Notes:
This story is probably going to end up being part of a series... the last one. Good thing it won't matter what order you read them in. It's going to be an imprinting series, I'll do one about Sam and Jared as well as this one about Quil. Those ones might not be as long though. This one will be four or five chapters, unless I go overboard. The one about Jared will only be a one shot, but I'm not sure about Sam. There's a huge story there, but I don't know if I'm the one to write it.


1. The Protectors

Rating 4.5/5   Word Count 1605   Review this Chapter

“Quil? Quil? Are you alright?” My grandfather was worried, but I couldn’t bring myself to care. I felt … strange. Not right. It’s not something I could tell him, even if I wanted to. There simply weren’t words.

“Yeah. Fine, Granddad,” I told him, trying to sound reassuring. It must not have been very convincing, because a wiry arm shot out and pushed me into a chair.

“So, where did you go today? Fishing again?” He was avoiding the subject now, I could tell. He was trying to get me to stay where he could see me, so if anything happened he’d be there. It was just like him.

I decided to play along for a while, and told him where I had gone. “I went to see Jacob … but he blew me off again. Told me that I’d understand soon enough and I should stop bothering Embry, ‘cause it’s upsetting him.” I snorted.

Jacob Black and Embry Call had been my best friends, up until Sam Uley had started a gang, right here in La Push. Paul and Jared, two other guys from school had joined up real soon, but Embry and Jake had made fun of them with me. I hadn’t worried about them abandoning me, that is, until Embry did. Jake and I had been furious when he told us to stay away, and had been tighter than ever, until I lost Jacob to the dark side too.

I kept trying to get them to tell me what was going on, but they always gave me this shit about how I’d understand soon, and to stay away so I was safe … Gah.

Then Jake’s little gal pal from up in Forks, Bella Swan, had started hanging out with them, and it seemed like they were always gone. Recently, Jake had started avoiding her too, and was always with Embry or Sam, whispering in dark corners. The one time I got close enough, I heard them talking about a war, and some Treaty. Of course, they’d spotted me within a second and stopped talking, watching me with pitying expressions.

The thought was enough to send a wash of heat down my spine and cause my body to start shaking like a tuning fork. A red haze dropped over my eyes as I looked towards my grandfather, who was looking at me peculiarly.

“You sure you aren’t sick?” his hoarse, frail voice asked again, and I snapped.

Every nerve ending in my body seemed to be on fire, and my very bones seemed to stretch. I felt like I was being put in one of those taffy pulling machines, being forced to stretch; eventually I was going to snap.

When the snap came, it wasn’t what I was expecting. Suddenly, there was no more pain. There was just smells, and sounds. It was like I could hear everything, smell everything, even things a hundred miles away.

My head felt heavy, so it leaned towards the ground. It was then that I noticed. I had claws. And fur. Oh my God. I took a step forward, only to fall over my hands, which I apparently had to move just as I did my legs. No, they weren’t arms anymore. I had four legs.

My grandfather had been watching me this whole time, with an expression of awe on his face. Now, he picked up the phone and dialed a number. I could hear every noise, every beep that the button made and could dial it again now, without ever seeing the numbers. What was wrong with me?

I listened to the conversation, growing more and more angry by the second. My grandfather had called Sam! I began to pace back and forth, learning the use of my new limbs. Then, there were voices in my head.

Quil, calm down. You don’t want to hurt your grandfather. You have to get out of the house.

Quil. Yes, that was me. But who was talking to me? And where were they?

Listen to me. This was a new voice, one I knew well. It was Jacob’s.

Yeah, it’s me. Look, can you fit out the door? I know it’s weird, but you just have to focus on our voices.

I squeezed out the door, exhaling sharply when I was standing outside. The smells! It was like walking into a confectionary or something, and it was all I could think about. Instincts took over and I was running, running faster than ever before.

Quil! Jacob’s voice echoed sharply in my mind, and suddenly I was looking through his eyes.

A mountain path, just a few miles from where I was. A small, dilapidated cottage with a garden and falling down porch. Emily’s.

We’re all here. Do you want me to come find you, or can you do it? This was the first voice again. Who was it?

Sam Uley. Now, hurry. We need to explain some things. Fury tore through me as I did what he commanded. Why was I listening to him? I hated him, and the last thing I wanted to do was obey his orders.

As if you had a choice. Jacob’s voice was back in my mind now. He’s the Pack leader, The Alpha, and we don’t have a choice.

Pack? What Pack? And how did they keep hearing what I was thinking?

Pack of werewolves. That’s what you are, what I am, what we all are. The ones we used to think were a gang? That’s us. The Protectors.

All of Jacob’s knowledge came flowing into my head. The Cold Ones. Our duty. Everything. All of the stories we had thought were legends were actually true, and we were the legends. Awesome.

Only, as I looked more into Jacob’s mind, I realized he didn’t think it was so awesome. All of his pain was mine, and I understood why he hated it so much. Because of Bella.

Quil? Awesome! It’s about time you phased, we’ve all been on sticks and stones waiting. Pretty sweet, isn’t it? Another familiar mind joined Jacob’s. Embry was there, at Emily’s, waiting with Jacob and Sam. Sam had called him to come help, and he was calling the rest of them too.

I was running full tilt down the mountain path when I first smelled it. Sickly sweet, it burnt my nose and made me sick to my stomach.

What is it? I roared through the mind connection. My whole body was on edge, quivering with rage. I threw my head back and howled, telling the moon and the stars of my frustration.

That, my friend, is the reason we’re here. That is the stench of a vampire. Another new mind had joined the cacophony. This time I dug through his mind, finding out that this was Jared. It reeks, doesn’t it?

It certainly did. I continued following the path, unable to disobey Sam’s command. Soon, I could see the light coming through the window, and six bodies standing on the porch. Some were wolf-like, as I imagined mine was, and two were human. One had the distinct shape of a woman, the other of a very large man.

Sam and Emily. The voice I was certain had to be Paul’s called through my mind. Before Sam changes, I’ll warn you. Don’t mention her face. Oh, and welcome to the Pack.

Paul and I arrived at the same time. The ones in wolf form started wheeling around me, celebrating the arrival of a new brother.

Pack Brother. The term was new to me, although I knew at once that it was right. We were a family.

“Quil.” Sam spoke in a deep rumbling voice, very different from the one I had heard in my mind. “Welcome to the Pack.”

Then he looked at the rest of them. “Go on and change back. The last thing we need is someone showing up and seeing this.”

Emily had gone inside, and all of the others changed back into humans.

Very naked humans.

They were all looking at me, their eyes full of indecision. “Now, Quil, you have to calm down, and let go of all of your anger. It’s the only way you’ll be able to be human again, and trust me. You want to be human again.” Jacob spoke to me in a patronizing tone, calming me a little.

I hadn’t realized until now, but they were right. I was angry. Angry at my grandfather for not telling me — he had known, I saw it in their minds – angry at Jake and Embry for not telling me, just angry.

I focused on breathing, in and out, in and out, and nothing else. Slowly, my anger slipped away, leaving me calm. Then, I pictured myself as I wanted to be — tall, dark-skinned, and most importantly, furless and with two legs.

I stood up, naked as all of the others were.

“Whoa. That. Was. Amazing.” I laughed, and all the others laughed along with me. It was great, something I had always wanted. Family.

When we all went inside for spare clothes — carefully avoiding Emily — it was like coming home. And when Emily welcomed me, it was all I could do to stop from grinning.

I was in the loop now, and had my friends back. I got to save the town from evil blood-sucking monsters and have the respect of my people. And now, I had a family. What could be better? Nothing.

Little did I know that the wonders were just beginning.