The day she was born was a miracle for the Clearwater family. Because throughout the pregnancy she was a tough one to keep a hold of. Trinity Lena Clearwater was a tough kid from the beginning. Always fighting even if the doctors said she might have issues. Always kicking causing her mom to be agitated easily and always that way. Always a hungry one too, sitting on her moms bladder right after drinking something. Trinity was trouble before she even was born. Not that her parents wouldn't still love her of course they would. Her parents would love her and her siblings more then anything else. They would cherish them and provide all they needed and wanted.

For the most part especially the secrets that were kept. They weren't allowed to tell their children everything of course. Especially at a young age that they wouldn't understand. The one thing they did engrave in their children were the tribes history. The legends of the Quileute people and how things went in their past. They always wanted their children to be happy and to be safe too. Even if they at young ages didn't entirely believe the fantasy of the tales. Or the legit factor of them all being real they didn't know and they might not ever. Of course the males in the family would know the truth meaning Seth.

Of course in the long history of the legends they never had female shapeshifters. No female ever turned into a wolf and became a protector of the tribe. Of course that was before and this is now. Things change, times change everything in the world changes. Whether it's technology or schooling, clothing styles or hair styles. Makeup and no makeup, things change and that's how the world worked. Growing up was different for them then it was the kids on the land of forks Washington. This was the reservation and they were all about traditions and loyalty. Following things that had long been set in their minds. Things that were engraved in not only to me but their parents as well.

Although things were changing and it would all be down to one person. One specific female that returned to her childhood home. Returned to the place she as born and left many years ago. She would be trouble and everyone around the reservation could sense it. She was from the place faces side of town as the rez kids called them. Because the people on the rez were more tanned then the kids in forks side of town were. There was also a creek that split the land evenly across it. Certain types of people were forbidden to cross that border. The treaty line that was formed long ago in history. The people that helped form that said treaty line years ago. The story of wolves or shapeshifting spirit warriors.

To vampires or the cold ones, witches and many more supernatural things. Stories upon stories and legends upon legends of things. All these things were engraved into their brains. Things that made them be careful around the woods. Although one person who didn't seem to care much for the warnings. Was none other then trinity Lena Clearwater. She didn't mind the warnings because she felt safer in the woods sometimes. Sometimes she even spent a few hours in the woods when her parents thought she was at the beach. Oh she remembers the look on their face when she got home.

When they found out she wasn't actually at the beach that day and instead was in the woods. She often felt connected to the woods more then anything. She felt something calling her to come "home" in a sense. She felt peaceful and calm in the woods and no one understood why. She didn't even understand why she felt so close to the woods like she did. She wouldn't understand not for a while at least. All anyone knew was the girl was a ball of raging energy more often then not. Of course there were things that helped calm her down. There were also very little people that could calm her down in her fits of extreme rage. Very few understood why her anger levels were so high and wild. Although soon only a group of boys would understand her fits of rage.

No one on the outside would understand why she was angry all the time. No one except the elders and the group of protectors would understand her. One boy in particular would understand more than anyone. That would bring them closer than ever over the time they spend together. There's a tale I'd like to tell you, but first a few reminders about this tale. Legends and myths alike have different stories and similar stories. Depending on the culture and the origin of said stories. Where does the origin of the werewolf come into play. Where does the origin of witches, vampires and hybrids come into play. There are many different species and many different legends. Whatever you believe is whatever you believe but for this story you must have knowledge of these beings.

So buckle up sit tight and let the world around you change. Let the supernatural unfold in front of you. Let your imagination run wild and enjoy the everlasting beauty in the darkness.