About

Hey, I'm Seth! I live in La Push, a not so ideal vacationing spot. As you could imagine for a small town in Washington state, it's quite the rainy place. In my opinion, there's nothing wrong with rain! I actually quite like it... Sometimes.

Well anyways, on to the real story. Because of the rain, as a kid I use to be sat down in front of the TV a lot. And, being quite the TV freak in my younger days, I use to watch a lot of weird shows. There was always something about monsters that caught my attention. You know, the bad monsters like evil witches, vampires, and werewolves. Every now and then they'd throw in an evil lake monster, too... I always found that monster cheesy... But then there were the good monsters like the Hulk, or Spiderman. They were more of heroes than monsters. I always wanted to believe that these monsters were real... Thing is, my parents always stopped me from thinking all that "Television nonsense" was true.

I remember when life use to be simple. Wake up, go to school/work, come home, eat dinner, go to sleep. This is usually the common person's routine. Yeah, I use to be one of these people. To tell you the truth, I didn't mind it all that much.

Wait, wait... You changed?
Yes, I did.
A really drastic change, to be honest.


At one point I didn't know if my change was for the better or for the worse. From the horrible outcome, I chose for the worst. Surely it would be a surprise to you if you changed into a massive four legged, big toothed, large pawed werewolf. Yes, you heard me right, werewolf.

My childhood beliefs were real. Too real for some of us.

The first time that my sister Leah and I changed into werewolves... It was too much for my parents who didn't believe in werewolves or vampires. It was especially hard for my dad, who had a heart attack from the bewilderment. Unfortunately, he passed away. It was a very sad time for all of us. All of us being my family and the pack. Though I can't help but feeling responsible for my dad's death, he will always be my hero.

Other than my dad's death, there's not much else else that makes me regret being what I am. I love everything about it! I love the speed, the freedom, the everything. Oh, I can think of one thing that gets annoying after awhile. My sister Leah's obsession with Sam Uley. You see, us wolves can see into each other's minds and share thoughts. Leah purposely thinks about times when her and Sam have kissed or something just to make us all mad. Ugh, can you say Disturbing? It's one thing to have to hear a girl's thoughts all day... But it's another thing when they are my sister's thoughts.

And then there are the vampires... The leeches, rather... Werewolves and vampires are naturally born enemies. We happen to live fifteen minuets from a coven and, of course, there's someone who always makes up butt heads. Her name is Bella Swan. Jake can't shut up about her! Not even in his mind. Thing is, Bella is a leech lover and a wolf lover. That can only mean one thing... Their problems usually involve us somehow. For instance, when a vampire loses a mate they take the one who killed it's mate... Bella happens to be a trouble magnet. She attracted Victoria's mate who got killed by Edward Cullen... And naturally Victoria wanted revenge so of course Jake drags us all into this 'war'...

Okay, maybe I was excited... Excited until they made me be look out.

I had to hang round Jake, Bella, and Edward all day and listen to the things they talk about... Which consists of Jake trying to win Bella over, and all three of them fighting. Leeches are so stubborn.

But, when Jake left, Victoria and one of her soldiers came to our cave... Edward and I had to work together to get rid of them. With a few cuts and bruises, when we worked together we got rid of Victoria and her parasite and Bella remained unharmed.
And sadly enough, the leech and I made a good team... And hell, I got to fight!

MY HEROS
My dad and my mother are my heroes.
I feel like my dad died because of what I am, and I will always feel guilty of that. But I know my dad loved and still does love me. I will always love him, too. He was always there for me. He always looked out for me. He was, in all ways, my best friend. He will always be remembered.

My mother has always been a devoted mom. She's looked out for me and my sister. She took care of us when we were sick. Now with dad gone, she has to do these things twice as often. She's truly a super mom.





The Pack
There's nothing in this world that I love more than being a werewolf. Seriously, there's no closer relationship with anybody than being in a pack of wolves. There's the speed, the strength, the healing, the increased appetite, but then above all, there's a sence of family. You're never alone when you're a werewolf. The world becomes a totally different place when you're speeding by on four paws. I'd never trade the feeling for anything else.