Imprints ◦ Jacob Black [1]

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I do not own any of Stephanie Meyers characters or plot ! I only own mine and any plot that has to deal with any of my characters.

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Chapter 1

Eight years had passed since she hasn't been home.

Eight years had passed since she hasn't seen her brother.

Eight years had passed since her parents died.

FLASHBACK

The wind from the autumn season entered the cracked open window. Samantha laid in her bed fast asleep with her teddy bear that her father had gifted her for her fourth birthday. Her unconquered brown waves that she inherited from her mother sprang across her pillow.

A scream is what brought the young girl back to reality. She rubbed her eyes while a yawn managed to creep it's way out of her mouth. Quietly, she made her way towards her bedroom door. Once she had gotten to where she needed to be, she carefully poked her head out and her once tired look was now replaced to a fearful one as she saw her parents on their knees with a figure hovering them from behind. The muffle cries of her mother had almost made Samantha move from her spot to comfort her mother but she stopped herself from doing so.

"Where is she?" The figure commanded to Samantha's parents.

"P-please don't hurt her," her mother pleaded to the man.

"If you don't tell me where she is then I will. Now where is she?" The man asked again. A shiver went down the girls spine when she recognized the mans voice.

Jeremiah.

He was once a very good friend of her fathers until one day something had happened between the two and they no longer spoke to one another.

"Fine then," they said causing Samantha to look away when she saw him pull a knife and yank her mother towards him.

"No!" She heard her father shout but it was too late. The knife that Jeremiah held was now plunged deep into her mother's heart.

Samantha looked and the young Uley's eyes widened at the horrifying sight that she was witnessing. She saw her father make his way towards her mother, placing her on his lap as he caressed her face lovingly. Tears streamed down his eyes as he saw he held his lifeless mate in his arms.

"Please come back to me," her father cried out and placed his head on top of hers while planting a kiss on her mothers forehead.
Before he could say another word to his mate, Jeremiah wrapped his hands around her fathers head and twisted it. Her fathers body fell to the side and laid there lifelessly.

Samantha's eyes widened in terror and without a word she bolted back upstairs to her room and closed her door shut, not caring that there was a murderer downstairs. She slid her closest door open and began to quickly move the pile of blankets that were blocking the secret door that only she could fit in.

Once she had managed to remove all the blankets and open the door, she crawled inside. She stuck out an arm to pull the blankets back in front of the small door hoping that it would cover her spot. She closed the door and looked through the small crack that was on the side of the door.