Sorry for the longer wait I struggled a bit on how exactly I was going to write this chapter and ended up writing this several times until I came up with this! So enjoy and don't forget to review.

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~I~

Metal clanks and clangs reverberate into the swift yet silent movement of the Volturi guards. Preparations for a long withheld meeting are about to take place in a matter of days with a man that the kings have waited centuries to kill. An excuse has finally come up for a visit and what's a little bloodshed between old friends? In the corner of all this madness stood Felix and Demetri trying to clearly show off who had the more strength of the two.

Other members of the guard were testing out powers against powers or strength against strength. Jane and Alec stayed by the thrones mostly just watching the fighting, their eyes flittered faster than any mortal's as they watched flitting vampires fly across the room and crash into inanimate objects. The kings stayed in their thrones just observing. Jane was the closest to Aro when she asked, "when will you leave masters?" She asked with a small smile on her face that was there everyday. It wasn't a very nice smile, it actually read to most as the I'm going to destroy you kind of smile. "Who will stay to keep all the vampires in their places?" She was very curious seeing as if they all left, the more rogue vampires or even the Romanian coven might strike down the castles wall. Someone had to stay and keep the order of things.

"That would be my job, Jane." Muttered the bored voice of Marcus he was slowly approaching his darkened throne. His feet drug on the floor making a soft scratching sound they didn't have the strength to pick themselves up anymore in fact any part of Marcus no longer had the strength to do anything. It was only thanks to Aro that he'd actually survived this long in his mourning state. "I see no point in spilling the blood of allies." His head turned to a dark-eyed Caius, a blood lust was in his gaze.

"If I were you I'd hold my tongue brother." Caius bit back with a low throated growl. Even coven mates got sick of one another after so many a millennium of staying silent about irritating habits. Caius tended to have a massive blood lust when it came to war or any kind of death. Marcus would never truly understand why Aro and Caius wished to destroy the Cullens so much. Marcus actually like Carlisle and so did Didyme, when she was at least. Thing have been different since then-since he had to watch the strand of long friendship turn dark and crumble.

"Calm yourselves. I will not have a fighting before the time for Carlisle's death. "Go Caius and get the guards ready for our departure in a week's time." Said Ari gesturing to Caius to leave followed by a flexing Felix, an irritated Demetri, and a silent contemplating Jane (Alec left a while ago with Heidi).

Aro moved towards Marcus as they left. His hand reached outward to rest on Marcus' shoulder in a gesture of comfort but Marcus only shook him off. His body stiffened and Aro let out a puff of frustration. "Why must you always be sulking Marcus?"

Marcus glared. "I for one do not sulk. I grieve for the friend that was unrightfully taken from this world." He hissed at Aro. He had known for a very long time that Aro was the one who'd killed Didyme and had blamed it on others. Though, the only thing he did not know was why? What had forced Aro to take his own sister and kill her off?

"I too grieve for my beloved sister Marcus, but it has been many a year since she departed and I believe that it is time that you accept this fact and move on." Comforted Aro.

"Don't tell me what to do Aro. I will grieve for as long as I want." Marcus bit back. Ignoring the bitterness in his voice Aro smiled with that famous child-like smile at the fire that began to burn in Marcus' iris. They were making progress if Marcus was actually showing any other emotion next to grief.

"All in good time. Yes?"

~II~

A house lay in the woods beside a road that was hardly ever used. Windows adorned the top floor all around. The inside of the house was beautifully decorated with photo frames and graduation caps adorned the wall beside the stairs. The walls were painted to accent the carpets and hardwood floors all around the house. Overall it was a very pretty house when the sun rose it shimmered through the windows and even acted as a heating system on sunny days.. No one would have ever guessed that an entire coven of vampires lived there.

A woman lay on the couch. Her chest heaved up and down in a slow frequent pace. She had long blond hair that flowed all the way down to her waist. A large fluffy brown blanket was tucked into the corners of the couch where she rested. Her eyes were closed but if she opened them you would be greeted with beautiful blue iris' that had a gradient effect where the center beside the pupil was a lime green. She wasn't some amazing thing of beauty in fact most of society would call her slightly above average. She was clumsy and pathetic at talking to people (especially adults).

In the room stood two other figures, a man name Carlisle Cullen and a woman named Esme. They argued in hushed voices. "I was worried about you Carlisle. You can't just disappear off into the night whenever you want!" Hissed Esme.

"I told you that I got a call from Bella about some girl that had gone missing a few days ago. Apparently she was on some camping trip and wandered off. I was going over to the Swan's house to talk to Charlie about it when I smelled our guest. Esme she was dying out in the middle of a lake what else would you have had me do?"

"I don't know, maybe take her to the hospital. You're a doctor you should have known that."

"I couldn't take her to the hospit-" Carlisle was cut off by a groan. The girl was waking up.

The first thing to move were her fingers, they clenched the blanket in a way that seemed like a small child having a nightmare. The next was her legs, they jerked outwards. Then came the eyes, they fluttered open and with a few blinks the blue iris' began to focus in on what they were seeing with more clarity. She was muttering something about a vision she had about three men or something of the likes. She blinked a few more times before Carlisle could truly tell that she was gathering herself together and so preparing himself he walked over to her.

With a gentleness that only a doctor could have he crept to her side while looking straight into her eyes. "Do you know who you are?" He asked. She gave him a nod but still was silent. "Can you tell me?" He motioned for her to continue on more than just a nod. She looked at him and cocked her head to the side. Gesturing to himself Carlisle introduced her to him, "I'm Doctor Carlisle Cullen and that beautiful woman standing in the doorway is Esme, my wife." Her head turned to face Esme. It seemed as though being in the presence of another woman had calmed her because her tightened shoulders loosened, her hands stopped clenching the blanket, and her racing heart beat slower.

"I'm Clara Stevens, I'm twenty-two years old, and I'm currently in Forks Washington where I live with my grandmother Arelli Smith." She muttered out before slapping her hand over her mouth. She shouldn't have said so much. "Where am I" Asked she after a few moments of awkward silence.

"You are currently in my house." Said Carlisle. Clara made a move to sit up from the couch but Carlisle held his hand over her and pushed her back down. "You are still weak and need your rest."

"How long have I been out? I need to get to my grandmother she's very sick." She quivered. Carlisle was right though, she did feel tired. Her eyelids were heavy but she forced herself to stay awake since she was in an unknown place in with an unknown man and woman. For all she knew they could be a Bonnie and Clyde couple and were planning on murdering her. In sense of a metaphor she was the bank that held in the money.

"You've been out for about a week." Esme spoke up. Her eyes were an angry gold that glinted from the lights from above. Clara could tell that she wasn't mad at her but at Carlisle. With shaking hands Clara reached up and touched her face in shock.

"How? What? Why? I can't even remember what happened to me." She gasped out into the room. Her breathing came and went in shorter gasps before she knew it she was hyperventilating. Esme stood behind her and began rubbing her back in soothing motions until she calmed herself down.

"That's what we were hoping you could tell us. I found you in a lake just floating there. For a moment I had thought you were dead. Do you remember feeling anything before ending up in that lake?" He asked his golden eyes staring deeply into hers almost like a staring contest only he knew he would win if she took him up on the offer.

"I remember seeing my aunt Lenore watching over me like an angel in the sky," At that Carlisle frowned. Perhaps she had been dead when he'd found her in that lake. He remembered that as soon as he'd found her he carried her to the small car and blasted the heat on higher than it had ever been before. Her cheeks had been pale with no flush to them, her lips were purple, she wasn't breathing properly instead they came out in large gasps almost like sobs. Her eyes had been dazed.

Carlisle looked over at the small fraile human to find her asleep. He ran his fingers through his hair and let out a sigh. What was he going to do with this human? It's not like she could go home. A pair of small hands came to his shoulders from behind him. Esme smiled at him and ushered him away towards the patio.

Thus began Clara's life with the Cullens.

~III~

A week has passed since Clara has fallen into their lives and she couldn't have been happier now living with the Cullens in their big house. When she'd woken up it had not been to Esme and Carlisle but to a woman who came to be known as a Rosalie Hale, a rather beautiful woman with the same golden eyes as the rest of the Cullens. She wasn't very happy to have her at their house for some reason but Clara chose to just ignore it. Instead she focused on beating one of the Cullen boys, that called himself Emmett, at games on their playstation. She had to admit he was pretty good at what he did but she was better. It was a natural talent of hers to be good at playing video games or maybe it came from all the time she spent playing them while ignoring her high school homework?

According to Emmett she was a midget. Small in stature but so would anyone compared to him he was a giant! So when they played games she made sure to use her size to her advantage. At one point during a very tough Mario level she had jumped in front of Emmett and blocked his path of sight. After that she was forced to sit on the couch much to her dismay. She still liked to mess with him but that only went so far seeing as how they both have a short temper that resulted in both players pulling out the other one's controller.

One day while the rest of the Cullens were out Clara ran into Rosalie. Both had been rather rude to one another. Rosalie would scoff at Clara's outfit and Clara would scoff at Rosalie's hair. It was a very mutual hatred that later that week would develop into a strong bond of frenemies. Rosalie even began to share the made-up stories that Carlisle had given to her for school if anyone asked about her past.

Today they were sitting out on the porch just talking about random things like bored people so generously do. "So what's life been like since you were adopted by the Cullens?" Asked Clara blowing a bubble from a bubble wand and a bottle of soap. Small soapy bubbles floated up higher and higher until they popped when they got too high. Rosalie hesitated whilst watching the bubbles fly upward.

"It's been a little chaotic, but I think I'm finally starting to fit in. I mean I couldn't even stand Edward at first." Rosalie shrugged. As Clara leaned forward to blow another round of bubbles Rosalie snatched it away. She dipped the spoon into the soap solution and pulled it back out and let out a puff of air that somehow managed to create one medium sized bubble.

"That's right, you tolerate him now." Rosalie cracked a smile.A real smile. She hadn't smiled in a long time. This girl was strange perhaps bordering on the side of nosy and yet she found herself wanting to spill secrets and she wanted to talk to someone anyone about all the things she's felt. She guessed that she wanted to talk to Clara so much because Clara didn't pity anyone in fact she was one of those tuff cookie kind of people the ones who don't say 'oh I'm sorry that happened to you' instead she would always just shrug it off and say 'whatever happens will happen and there ain't nothin' you can do about it.'

"Hey Clara random question."

"Yeah" Clara whispered looking toward the trees. She swears that she saw something move around them. She's been seeing strange things a lot these days. Her focus returns to Rosalie only to find her become hesitant her perfectly painted fingernails were picking at the nail polish and tearing chips of them off.

"How do you feel about vampires?" Rosalie asked turning serious for a moment. Clara cocked her head to her side with that confused puppy dog look. "I mean what would you do if there was ever an offer to become one?"

"I wouldn't take it." It was Rosalie's turn to be surprised. "I don't want to live forever. I can't imagine having to watch the mortals around me crumble to dust while I stayed looking like a porcelain doll forever. I don't think I could handle it." It was a true answer and very thought through.

"I wish I'd had that choice." She mumbled looking to the sky glumly. It was low enough that Clara couldn't have heard so she didn't worry about that part. Now that she knew how Clara felt on the matter she had decided that she was going to tell Clara soon about her 'condition'. The two with nothing left to say and an empty bottle of soap solution they headed inside. Clara could smell the lunch Esme was cooking up and it smelled absolutely divine as always.

Clara was never really observant when it came to most things and that included when the Cullens never ate with her at meal times. She'd always assumed that they just weren't hungry. She would never have guessed what it was that they were truly hungry for.

~IV~

'It's time!" Aro laughed gleefully as the private jet approached the landing strip a few states away from Forks. When they landed they were going to take a few members of the guard they took with them and together they would flit towards Forks and arrive within a few hours. The plane made a slight thunk! as the bottom blades kissed the earth once again.

"This will be the last time that Carlisle has taunted us with his pathetic excuses. Now he has truly broken a law and he can't get away with it." Caius approached Aro. Together they strode down the steps of the jet. They attracted many of the locals eyes as they walked to their agreed meeting spot with the guard.

They walked past little mini-shops lined across the strip mall inside the airport. The smells of thick coffee and sugary treats lie thick in the air. To Aro it smelled absolutely awful. He did however enjoy the smells of those eating the donuts, yes their blood smelled absolutely delicious. Vending machines were lined against the walls all the food within was tinged blue from the poor lighting.

A large rush of people practically flew through them and had they been human they would have been crushed to the ground they were however not mortal and so their bodies were like stone they stood their ground against the people so that they were the ones on the ground.

Felix and Demetri stood below the sign of the exit. Jane was standing next to a vending machine looking at it rather curious. Though she was far older than she looked her brain had never grown to understand things like an adult so even the simplest of technologies fascinated her.

Anyways the other members were there and accounted for so they all took off towards Forks, Washington. The images of blurred trees, bushes,cars, city lights, animal, they all smudged together at the speed they ran. A few hours later they arrived On the outskirts of the Cullen's estate. This was when they slowed to a walk.

~V~

"Come on Clara I want to take you shopping and we can't go if you don't hurry up!" Whined Alice who stood impatiently by the stairs waiting for Clara to finish using the facilities. The other Cullens, all situated in the nearby living room, laughed at Alice.

"I'm finished are you happy now?" Clara asked stomping into the living room. Alice was going to reply when she suddenly stopped. Her eyes glazed over and her mouth hung open. Without meaning to, Jasper had flitted to Alice's side almost instantly. Alice mumbled something about a Volturi coming or something like that. Clara understood nothing, her mind was still trying to wrap around what exactly it was that she had just seen Jasper do.

It was like she wasn't even there because instead of getting to ask her answer, Carlisle was asking Alice questions so fast that they were almost unhearable. Clara could only pick up on the dropping vowels since they were lower in pitch than that of the higher consonants. Clara had to sit down it was making her brain hurt with all the things she just didn't understand. She put her head into her hands and took deep breaths. Alice was really freaking out right now and Jasper and Carlisle were really trying their best to calm her down only Clara felt that it wasn't really helping matters.

She felt the cushion dip and looked up to see Rosalie with a smile on her face. "Come with me Clara and I'll tell you everything." She pulled Clara to her feet and dragged her upstairs into Emmett's and her's bedroom and closed the door. Rosalie gestured for Clara to sit on the bed while she turned around and closed the door. Clara nervously sat down on the soft bed. "I have something important to tell you Clara and I have wanted to tell you for a little while now and I hope that you will believe that what I'm telling you is the truth because it is. My family and I are vampires Clara. We don't feed on human blood though, instead we found a way to live off of animal blood and because of that we have made a lot of enemies. The biggest threat are the Volturi, a coven that considers themselves superior to all the others, they are our rulers. Some vampires get powers when they are turned and Alice's power is to see into the future for a possible path and a few moments ago you witnessed this. She saw the Volturi coming soon."

"What does this have to do with me?"

"I don't know. Alice just saw them coming for you. Nothing else was to be seen."

"Rosalie?"

"Yes."

"Am I going to die?"