Fate?

New Addition?

A/N: Hey it's 2am so please ignore all typos and weird innuendos I may make by accident 😁

Embry's P.O.V.

***16 years later***

I start training tomorrow. I'm so excited that I finally get to learn how to use my skills for the better. I've spent the past two years of my life, learning about my ancestors and how I became what I am.

They told me that it skips every other generation, and that my grandparents were never supposed to conceive a baby. They even tried to convince my mother not to conceive. They couldn't have another hellion running around.

The things like me, my ancestors, have been known to be a bit hectic. It's like I'm just doomed for failure. I'm determined to show them I can do better.

Those people, the people who raised me, rarely ever talk about my mother. They say she died in a crash a few weeks after I was born. Sometimes, I don't believe them though. They get their story mixed up, a couple of times. I heard one person even say that they regret ever taking me from her.

Nobody here likes me. And no, I don't mean it just because I'm a teenager and every teenagers goes through that 'nobody really likes me' phase. Nobody has ever liked me. When I was little, I only ever had one friend. That friend being Savannah, my nanny. She is the one who really raised me. She may be 50+ years but she's young at heart.

"Knock knock?" I heard a voice come from the other side of the door as a hand hit the handle back and forth.
"Come in" I yell towards the door as I finish putting my hair in the normal ponytail.

Savannah walks in with a handful of clothes. "Here you go. Put these up and then finish getting ready for dinner. You don't want embarrass us in front of the Bradshaw's, do you?"

I shook my head and grabbed the clothing from her. "Ah, yes. the Bradshaw's. The people who have ruined my entire life. They act like they can run in and just take the steering wheel from my grips. Yay." I remark as sarcasm drips from the words.

"You say that every time they come. yet, they are the only reason that you're here."

So, the Bradshaw's are the ones who plan to keep me "on track" as they put it. They think that if they don't put me in the right schools and the right house with the right mind, then I won't turn 'corrupt'. They meet with me annually to make sure everything goes as planned. Whenever they are around, I must be as proper as a spoon. A very proper spoon, not one of those that you just grab from the dish washer.

Now, let's talk about the family. The Bradshaw's were the ones who founded this entire 'organization'. Well, more their ancestors then them. They are full of power and wealth. It started with Lawrence Bradshaw. He inherited money from his father but not only that. He also inherited information. Information about the things people call my ancestors. My ancestors history pulled him in and he could't help but learn more. He kept researching until eventually, he got pulled into the hectic events involving my ancestors. They took him and held him captive. They thought he was apart of some other organization that wanted to harm them. or- at least that's what i like to think. Really, they used him for his wealth. They put a ransom out for him and like every cliche kidnapper movie ever, they received it. Bad idea, on the Bradshaw's part. The Striker's (ironically my ancestors) got the money and used it to cause even more trouble.

Long story short; Bradshaw's did something stupid and got themselves in a heap of hell. (literally) Somehow they got out and now they use me as their 'get out of jail free card'

"Embry" Savannah appeared and waved her hand in front of my face. "Hello? Earth to Embry. Quit daydreaming and get these clothes put away already."

Sighing, I grab a hanger and put a maroon shirt on it. "What are you going to wear?" Savannah asked as she peaked in my closest. "The black dress with the lace on the back?" I answer, saying it as a question since I didn't know weather it was appropriate or not. "Black? Fine. But don't wear too much makeup with it." She teased, knowing I didn't ever wear any makeup.

I gave her a snide look. "Really? Me? Makeup?"
Laughing, halfheartedly she retorted "Well, um- that's right. You don't know. Good. Get dressed and remember no makeup."

She turn to leave before I stopped her by saying "Wait. Don't know what?"
She stopped in her tracks and turned back to me. "It's nothing to worry your pretty little head about but if there happens to be a new addition to the Bradshaw's just ignore him." And with that, she turned and left me alone.

A new addition? I haven't heard about Mrs. Bradshaw being pregnant. Unless, they have adopted. It wouldn't be the first time they've adopted either. They have to in order to keep the money in the family.

We'll just have to wait and see I guess.

A/N: i know it's confusing but it's going to be a paranormal book (i think??) and I just haven't decided what her and her ancestors are yet so shhh it will get better. And it will stitch together soon just give me another chapter or so and you'll understand. Btw, there's a love story in this sooooooo