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Stranger in a strange place

How can you fit in when you are utterly diffrent? Kiara prided herself on being loner. She didn't want to fit in with the masses. After ripping herself from her mothers womb she was mentored by a vamp that has more self control then anyone of her kind and is also the most chipper being you'll ever find. Almost seventeen years after Kiara and Desiree find each other they find themselves in the small sleepy town of Forks. Follow as they find others that share their way of life and more.


5. History lesson

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"History lesson"

Embry was standing at the front door with a bouquet of flowers. He was dressed casually, but he still looked handsome.

“Wow,” Embry managed as he pushed the flowers towards me.

“How sweet.” I said, taking them “Do you want to come in?” I gestured for him to enter.

“I thought we could go for a walk.” he said, offering his arm to me in a gentlemanly gesture.

I slipped my hand in the crook of his arm and allowed him to lead me in the direction of the forest. I was lucky I had picked out a pair of relatively sensible shoes.

We walked in silence for a while, but it wasn’t one of those awkward silences this time.

“I know technically you’re the other part of me, but I don’t know you as a person. What’s your story?” Embry finally said.

“In order to tell my story, I would have to start with Desiree’s.” I said, and he nodded for me to continue. “She wasn’t always called Desiree.” I started, knowing her story almost as well as she did.

“She was born Mary Margret Carnigan in the early part of the fourteenth century. She was of noble blood and became the child bride of Seamus O’Toole on her thirteenth birthday. They lived happily in the Scottish country side for several years. Then, one day, a strange man came to call on them. He had red eyes and dark hair and a strange accent, but not wanting to be rude he was invited into their home. That man killed her four children and husband in the way most vampires slaughter families. There must have been something in her that he found special, because after three days of begging to die she awoke to her new life as a vampire.”

I paused and sat on a fallen tree. “The man introduced himself as Marcus and explained what he had done to her. It didn’t take long for them to discover Desiree’s gift. You see, although she refuses to use it now, she does have one. She can manipulate, and change peoples desires. Similar to what I am told that Jasper can do. That’s how she got her name. She went with Marcus back to his home in Volterra and spent over a hundred years in the Volturi guard. She must have been there when Carlisle had spent his time there, but she doesn’t remember him. She left after she got tired of being used. She had developed a conscience, seeing all the death and torture while she was in the guard. She didn’t even like to feed. It took her another fifty or so years to discover that she could survive off the blood of animals. She decided then that her life’s work was to help people, not harm them. Her studying took precedence over everything else, but the first hundred years working in a hospital was torture for her. Until very recently, she was only able to be a nurse.” I paused again allowing that part of my story to sink in.

“Please continue.” He urged, staring up at me from where he sat on the ground in front of me.

“That brings me to her time in a small hospital in Payson, Arizona.” I continued. “She was a emergency room doctor, when my mother Alyssa Hawk, a half Yavapai Indian, came into the hospital. No one knew what was wrong with her. That was, until Dezzy examined her. She had heard legends of vampire’s fathering children, but she had never heard or seen any cases of it actually happening.” I stopped wiping a tear from my face.

“If this is too hard you don’t have to tell me.” Embry said reaching a long arm up to hold my hand.

I took a deep breath calming myself. “That was the first time in three hundred years that Dezzy used her power. She changed my mother desire so that she would leave with her. She kept my mother alive, giving her animals blood. Just a week after Dezzy found my mother, I ripped my way out of her stomach, killing her in the process.”

“That explains why you have darker skin then most, and the black hair.”

“Yes, but that’s not my whole story, or Dezzy’s for that matter. We didn’t stay in one place for very long, becoming nomads. Several months after my birth we came across another vampire that mistook me as a immortal child. He was going to kill us both. That was the last time that Dezzy used her power, she saved us both.”

“Is that why you are so close to Dezzy?” He asked

“Yes, I owe my life to Dezzy twice over. Even if I didn’t I love her, she is the only family that I know.”

“You don’t know your father?”


“I don’t know mine either. He was obviously part of the Quileute tribe because the shape shifting is inherited.” he seemed bitter about this.

“Do you know who it might be?” I asked

“I have three options. Jacob’s father, Quil’s father, or the alpha of the other pack's father, his name is Sam.” He was angry now.

“Aren’t you curious as to which is your half brother?”

“They are all my brothers, regardless of blood,” he snapped.

“Fine, forget I asked.” I sniffed the flowers and stared off into space.

He rattled off angrily in a language I didn’t know, standing and pulling me off the tree. “We should head back,” he said softly.

“What language did you just use?” I asked, staring up at him, which was inevitable since he was at least a foot taller than me.

“Quileute,” he said pulling me back the way we came.

“Even with the way you said it, the language sounds beautiful.” I complemented.

His brown eyes softened and he spoke softly in my ear.

I smiled as his warm breath hit my ear. “What did you say?”

“I’m going crazy.” he smiled down at me.

“It sounds better the other way.” I said pushing him.

“You asked.” He chuckled.

“So you speak the tongue of a tribe your mother doesn’t belong to?”

“They teach it in school, and we have lived on this reservation most of my life.” He pulled me along as we made our way out of the trees.

We made our way to the back porch and I sat again on the steps leaning against the banister. “Does it bother you that I ask these questions?”

He sat down across from me leaning on the other banister. “No, I want you to know about me. That is just a sour point.” he explained and pulled my feet into his lap.

“Then lets just talk about other things.” I said.

“What’s your favorite song?” he asked.

“I am a dork so you’ll probably laugh.”

“I’ll try not to.”

“The Sweater Song by Weezer.” I laughed at myself.

He razed a brow at me but only smiled. “Okay and obviously your favorite fictional character is Harry Potter.”

“Close, I prefer Fred or George Weasley. They are beasts.”


“They are wild and do what they want.” I explained “They really don’t care what people think.”

“Reminds me of someone,” he said, looking at me.

“Hey, I only melted that one table in the chem lab that one time.” I pulled my hand to my heart like I was offended.

“You melted a table?” He was laughing.

“I kinda set fire to it accidentally.”

“Was it really an accident?” He didn’t seem to believe my story.

“Not really, but that’s my story and I am sticking to it.” I smirked wickedly.

He shook his head. “Remind me not to let you near flammable things anymore.”

“Hey, a girl sets one fire and she’s a pyromaniac.” I pulled my feet off his lap and stood. “I think the woods are safe. I don’t have a lighter.”

“What about matches?” He laughed

“Very funny…” He leaned down before I could continue and kissed me lightly.

His lips were soft. My mind stopped working I forgot what I was about to say. Electricity was coursing throw my veins. I forgot to breath.

He pulled away just as quickly. “You’re extremely cute when you’re offended,” he said with the smile that always made my breath catch.

I looked at him wide eyed, and put my hand to my lips that were still warm and tingling.

“Was I that bad at it?” he asked carefully.

“No…” I was lost in the memory of the short lived kiss.

“I don’t know, you kind of look like you’re going to throw up.” Embry brought his face back to my level to look at me better.

I snapped out of it and took a shaky breath. “You should really warn a girl before you go and take her breath away.”

“Is that what I did?” He smiled a satisfied smile.

“As if you didn’t know.” I said pulling him by the hand into the house where Dezzy was waiting in the kitchen.

“You have been gone forever.” Dezzy was bubbling and she smiled when she noticed our joined hands. “Oh I’ll just go hunting,” she said, and then disappeared out the same door we came in.

“Is she always so happy?” he asked

“Mostly. Unless I set school property on fire.” I chuckled at the memory of how mad Dezzy had been.

“Yes, I might have been angry too.” He joined me in laughing. “For a different reason I’m sure.”

I led him to the couch in the living room pushing him lightly to sit before I sat myself.

“So, I understand what has happened to you concerning me. What I don’t understand is why.” I pulled my legs up and wrapped my arms around them.

“We don’t understand why we imprint. We do have theories, but nothing we can prove.” he was staring at my face a foreign emotion in his eyes.

“I see. What kind of theories?” I asked smiling. “Hold that thought.” I said before closing my eyes and drifting into the air.

“Okay.” he sounded confused.

“We have company.” I said and then there was a knock at the door. I lowered myself and opened my eyes. “Come in boys it’s unlocked.”

Quil and Seth lopped through the door holding bulging paper bags full of food. They sat on the floor in front of the couch smiling at us.

“What are you doing here?” Embry asked, a dark scowl on his face.

“We come with sustenance.” Quil said happily throwing a bag of chips and two sodas at Embry which he caught.

“I do have food here.” I said looking at each of them. This was one time that I wished that I had a filter for my mouth. “I don’t need two adolescent dogs to baby-sit me.”

“Ouch” Seth laughed and grabbed his chest.

“Is that what you are here for? Do you really think I would do anything to hurt her?” Embry was getting more angry the longer they sat there smiling at him.

“That’s not it.” Quil was serious now. “We know her better than you do. She tends to say what is on her mind. She might say something wrong.”

“We were doing just fine.” I grumbled “I hadn’t put my foot in my mouth until you walked in.”

“We tend to bring out the best in people.” Seth said digging through the bag in his arms.

“So how did your plan go man?” Quil asked Embry.

“Fine.” I could have sworn I saw Embry blush but his checked himself to fast for me to be sure.

“What plan?” I asked looking at Embry and then Quil.

“Never mind.” Embry mumbled, glaring at Quil.

“Quil?” I was staring intently at him now. “Tell me or I won’t let you come over anymore.”

“He was planning to kiss you to show you that you were his girl.” Quil spat out quickly.

Embry sat forward and smacked Quil upside the head cursing under his breath..

I smiled and thought to myself for a second before I spoke. “I don’t know whether to be offended or flattered.”

Embry’s eyes shot to me, I’m sure to weigh my reaction, so I smiled wickedly at him.

“So does that mean what I think it does?” Embry asked my now favorite smile on his face.

Quil laughed and Embry let out a breath and then his shoulder vibrated with silent laughter.

“What’s so funny.” I asked looking at them.

“You’re going to have to tell your boyfriend that you have a boyfriend.” Embry said.

“Are talking about Jeff?” I asked confused.

“If that’s the name of the boy I pulled you away from yesterday.” Embry’s face was serious.

“He’s not my boyfriend, and neither are you for that matter..” I said angry now.

“I thought that you felt the same for me,” he said carefully.

“What if I don’t want to be a girlfriend? You know what they say about what happens when you assume.”

“What’s that?” He asked looking amused.

“You make an ass out of you and me.” I snapped.

“Sorry Ms. Kiara. Will you be my girlfriend?” He was amused and it made me more angry.

“No, you’re an ass.” I yelled before pulling myself off the couch and stomping up the stairs.

“See what you guys did. Things were going fine until you showed up.” Embry grumbled.

I was already on my bed facing the window when I heard steps on the stairs. I closed my eyes and knew that it was Embry he had a specific energy that I knew well.

He knocked on my open door. “Can I come in?”

“It’s a free country.” I grumbled not bothering to look at him.

I felt him sit on the edge of the bed. “Will you look at me please?”

I rolled and looked at him. “What is you want from me? I’m sixteen and I have you tied to me for the rest of my existence. What if I want to have other experiences?”

Dark clouds came across his eyes before he checked himself. “If that is what you need I will wait.”

“Don’t be so agreeable, it makes it hard to stay mad.” I sat up and we were face to face.

He didn’t waist this opportunity, and kissed me again. This time I reacted to his kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck. I remembered to breath, so the kiss was able to last longer. He noticed my reaction and pulled me to him, holding tightly to my waist. The same electricity was going through me, and I knew that I had lost. I did love this boy against my better judgment.

“You’re mine.” He whispered when he pulled his face from mine.

I sighed “Yes, you are everything I never knew I wanted.“ I whispered back.