Native American Removal Act

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by ttheyyy

by ttheyyy

Austins POV 1835

Being confined to a reservation is the worst possible thing. You can't go off your land to hunt or for anything really. It also doesn't help that I was born to a white man and a Native American woman. Since my mother is Native American I have to stay on the reservation.

Only a few of the tribe members that can phase have phased. It's brutal, painful, and terrifying, it only hurt the first phase. Now it's natural. With phasing you find a whole new world that's hidden in the first one. Wolves have to learn to protect themselves and the whole tribe from vampires.

Though after phasing there is something a wolf will wait their whole life for, their imprint. An imprint is not just someone you're bonded to forever, its the person you would do anything and be anything for. It's suddenly not gravity holding you to the earth, but that one person, the person you want to anything to protect no matter what.

Right now I'm patrolling. It most of the time gets boring because nothing happens. The last time something happened was almost 100 years ago. After that, vampires all over the world heard and felt that it would be too difficult to try and take down our tribe.

A howl pierced the air in the forest. Mind linking each other that there are vampires on our land. All seven pack members paws thundering against the forest floor. Once we've reached the vampires we form a circle around them.

There are five vampires, two of them ginger haired, the rest have dark hair. The taller of the two gingers trues to fight his way out. The smaller ginger have to be held back, though I don't completely pay attention because I help tear the one in front of me apart.

A slightly taller, black haired vampire held the smaller, ginger boy. The small, ginger boy seems to be the 'youngest' of the, now four vampires left.

It goes silent as not of the other vampires in front of us dare to move to quickly or drastically. Mike freezes in his place, eyes locked with the tallest of the four in front of us. This vampire has dark, almost black, short cropped hair. He looks to be, like me, covered in tattoos. His eyes widen when he realises what's happening. Mike slowly stalks forward as to not scare his imprint.

A loud, threatening growl escapes Vic's throat, staring at the short, black haired vampire holding onto the small, crying ginger.

"We didn't mean to intrude. We hadn't known there was a territory until you showed." The other vampire explains.

The guys stand guard as I hide my self to phase back.

The small ginger finally pulls himself away from the black haired boy. I'm met with glassy, hazel eyes. As soon as my eyes meet his, I've lost myself. Falling to my knees in front of the boy that looks like he was no older than 15 when he was turned. Whimpers escaped my mouth, now feeling his sadness.

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Sorry that I've been gone for what seems like forever. But school has been stressful, home life has been stressful and I just didn't know what to write. Sorry this is so short but I feel like I owed you guys something.