Morgana POV

I find it kind of funny how my name is that of a witch in mythology when Merlin was around and that I'm a witch, witches in this day and age are very rare, most of them were burnt out years ago so now there are very few, I'm one of a handful.

The power of magic is something passed down the family, but not every Bolton woman gets the power, no men do and seeing as it was from my fathers line that I got it from it doesn't help, there are seven generations of men before me and the mother of the first one wasn't a witch, but her mother was, so you can probably tell I have had to teach myself witchcraft, but there were a few spell books in the attic that helped me. I started out all of this as a joke when I was nine, just went up there to muck around and pretend to be a witch, but when I tried one of the spells to make things float, guess what every thing floated, it took me a while to control it and focus in on one object but I did.

Right now my mother father and I are going on a tour of the old Royals of Volterra, Italy. We're in Italy because I got A's and B's on my GCSE exam results and this is my reward.

A really beautiful woman called Heidi is leading us there now, but there is something off about her, her eyes are an unnatural purple, her skin is flawless and everything about her attracts people in, also she walks with so much grace it's impossible.

It's also the fact that she doesn't have an aura, most people here do. Like my mother had a dark blue changing aura from mottled to sharp- this means she's curious or wondering about something, my father has a light blue aura, so he's very calm.

Around there is a mixture of emotions and my sunglasses aren't doing very much to blocking them out. There are excited children, frustrated or lustful parents and then Heidi has an area of blank around her, so I'm focussing on that.

In my side satchel bag I have my three spell books, one I wrote and the other two are from the most powerful witch in my family; Eleanor Bolton, she was captured and burnt at the stake at the age of twenty-seven, he daughter managed to escape with her spell books she lived a happy full life with a loving husband and two sons.

So now walking down the halls of the Volturi, as they call it, palace, as I see it, I can't help but feel the nagging feeling that this is all wrong, it only increases as she opens up two giant wooden doors and two more people walk out without any auras with someone with a purple and red snake pattern, disgust, and she looks at me looking at her sorry, I wonder why?

The boy holding her has auburn hair and she had long chocolate hair and eyes, while the other girl has a pixie cut. They all seem in a rush, something isn't right here.

Heidi walks us through the door and sets us in front of three men in thrones, one has white blond hair and looks quite intimidating, the other one looks very depressed, he has shaggy brown hair, and the third one who is centred in the middle seems overjoyed as he greets us; "ah hello, and welcome to Volterra.

People dressed in black lined the walls, but they had no aura's either, I'm starting to think they aren't quite human, also that and they have bright red eyes, they're all beautiful with pale skin and are inhaling deeply.

I muttered two words under my breath, "tempo lento," just in time to see the Volturi people run at an extremely fast speed even in slow motion and bite into the necks of the people around me, my mother and father were one of the first picked, "protezione" I muttered again, luckily for me I can go at normal pace when this spell is in place.

Most of the people were gone now, it shouldn't have taken me by surprise though, I had just read in my great however many grandmothers along grimoire- this is a fancy name for a spell book, that vampires can exist and to tell them apart they have pale skin that shines in the sunlight and red eyes, no auras because they are dead and they can move extremely fast.

Right now I'm the only person left and a really tall vampire turns to me, drops the child in his hands and lunges. With a flick of my wrist he is sent flying to the other end of the room and into a blonde girl. There is a small hiss from her then everyone turns to me.

The happy one looks well happy and curious, "everyone stop," oh so he's the leader of the coven, well then he's to blame for my parents death, how lovely. Slowly he moves closer to me and wipes a small droplet of blood from the corner of his mouth, all of the other vampire's eyes follow him as he makes his way to me.

For some reason he's going still quite slowly, oh yeah, I still have the other spell on, "parte posteriore ancora," I mutter and he is in front of me in seconds, maybe I should have ran when I had the chance.

"How… extraordinary, how did you do that?" his hand is hovering over my face.

"How'd you move so fast?"

"Ah, touché young one, how old are you?"

"How old are you?"

"Over two thousand years old," what the hell?

"Wow, you look good for your age, no offence."

"How old are you?"

"Fourteen years old."

"So young," no, really, I would have never of guest, please note the sarcasm in my voice, "may I touch your hand?"

"Uh, why would you want to?"

"So I know whether or not you are telling me the truth."

"So, basically you want to snoop around my thoughts by touching my hand?"

"Yes, that would be correct, may I?"

"Sure, whatever," I hold my hand up to him and am shocked when he touches it, he's cold and stone, oh yeah, possible vampire. He stood there and a couple of minutes passed before he released my grip and jumped on the spot like an excited little girl, and I mean literally jumped up and down, it's quite amusing really, if you don't look at it in context, take away the whole; vampire, killed my parents, could kill me, has looked through all of my thoughts and has probably killed millions, if that is taken away then yeah it is quite amusing.

"Well isn't this exciting, a witch, this child is a witch," he turned around and addressed the other two people who have occupied the thrones again.

"How lovely Aro, what are we to do with her?" the emo one asked, I don't mean to be offensive to him but he does look really depressed.

"Hmm, that is a good question, let us discuss it brothers." He walked over to the two vampires, I am taking it as vampires now, and started to discuss my fait, I saw the big one talking with another one with frosty brown hair and Heidi along with short blonde and dark brown head. Occasionally they would look over to me; my ears started burning, so it is true that your ears burn when people are talking about you.

Sighing I ran a hand through my now messy hair is falling in creamy chocolate waves over my shoulders, my fingers absently playing with the ends of a bundle of it.

"Uh, Miss Morgana, we have a proposition for you."

"Okay, shoot," I said dryly, I think my body is starting to go into shock, realisation dawned on me that my parents are dead and I'm never going to see them again, looking around all the bodies have already been cleared out, how classy. An aching pain shot through my chest and tore where my heart is, bleeding it out of love and hope.

"We would like you to join us, we would like to uh… find out what we can about your power."

"You mean, since I have no where to go I can become your lab rat with no one the wiser?"

"No, no, no…"

"Really?" My brow rose into my hairline, I could feel it stretching but trying to go down again to wipe the tears that are threatening to fall, but I will not let these people see me cry.

"Okay so yes, but we," he gestured to the group of vampires now watching me curiously, "are very curious of you. Please join us."

"What if I say no?"

"Well we don't think you will reveal us as of what you are, so I guess we could let you go, but it would be a great loss to us."

"You can't lose what you never had Mr. Vampire sir Thingy Majig."

"Yes, but we would love to have you join us," and me being the stupid mouthy teenager I am when I get upset had to shoot my mouth off… again.

"I would rather stick pins in my eyes than join you." He sighed.

"Wouldn't that be awfully painful?"

"That is generally the idea."

"Oh, so I take that as a 'no' then."

"You are correct, can I go now?"

"Yes, yes you may leave, Demetri please show this young lady out, possible take her to the Cullens, they should look after her and we'll see her in time."

"Yes Master," said the frosted haired vampire known as Demetri, he walked up to me and placed a small hand on my back making me flinch internally but I don't think it showed on the outside.

He led me out of the hall and into a reception area, a woman sat there, she had an aura, it was dark lavender, or perverted you could say as soon as Demetri was in view of her, something tells me she has a thing for him.

He carried on walking me into a dark tunnel before he lifted up a drain pipe.

"Come here," what? "I need to carry you to get you up." Oh, that makes sense… unfortunately.

Carefully I walked over to his outstretched arms, then enclosed around me before he jumped up, his chest rippled under his cloak when he did, then we landed on hard ground, he scooped me up in his arms and started running at a faster pace than I thought possible, he ran us through bushes, trees, and roads until we came to an airport.

Here he set me down and reached for one of my hands pulling me through the crowds of people, he stopped short of the three people I saw at Volterra.

The guy turned around and spoke to Demetri with as much class as possible considering it looks like he hates him, "Demetri, what have we done now?"

"Nothing, Aro wishes for you to take care of this one," he said tugging my arm slightly making me step forwards, "she is not human, but does not wish to stay in Volterra."

"Yes Alice, I guess we could," he looked to the pixie haired one out of the corner of his eyes, "fine Demetri, we'll take her with us."

Pixie hair skipped up and took my other hand, Demetri then let go of my hand he had nodded his thanks and walked off.

Pixie hair then spoke to me, "hi, I'm Alice and you're," she closed her eyes for a couple of seconds, "Morgana and you're a witch, how cool." She then indicated towards the other two, "that's Edwards my brother and Bella is human girlfriend."

"So you two are vampires I take it, how come you eyes are gold?"

"We feed on animals, not people, and I'm sorry about your parents," she gave my hand another squeeze as the tears threatened to fall again, I gave her a small smile then she pulled me into customs, I showed them the books in my bag, which they took for as a school project and then we were seated onto the plain, Alice sat next to me and held my hand all of the way, giving it a small reassuring squeeze every now and then, it felt comforting to have her next to me, I noticed Bella had fallen asleep on Edward's lap as he brushed her hair.

On the journey to the airport Alice told me about Jasper, Esme, Carlisle, Emmett, Rosalie a bit about Edward and Forks which is where she's going to take me to look after, she also spoke about the Edward and Bella situation. Esme is her mother of sorts while Carlisle is her father figure, they're both meant to be very kind and she said that they'll accept me, it gave me small comfort, she also told me about some of the powers they have and how they can annoy Jasper and Edward, she likes hers though, Jasper can tell and manipulate emotions all he wants, scary. Edward can ready the thoughts that you are thinking at that moment as long as he is close enough, better watch what I'm thinking then. Alice can see the future of the course you are on. Emmett is really strong, (gulp). Rosalie as amazing beauty, not fair (burning with envy). Esme is very compassionate and motherly and Carlisle has amazing control- restraint when it comes to blood.

When we did arrive at Seattle airport Alice grabbed my hand again and led me to a group of yellow eyed people waiting by two very nice cars.

I noticed two of the oldest looking people go up to Edward, the woman hugged him and told him never to do that again, whatever 'that' was, she also greeted Bella and hugged Alice, then a honey haired, very tall vampire with quite a few scars came up and kissed Alice on the lips, this must be Jasper.

"Alice, who is this dear little one?" Esme asked indicating to me, everyone's gaze then turned to me; Alice smiled at me then beamed at her family.

"This is Morgana, the Volturi let her go after they killed her parents, the only reason they let her go was because she threw Felix against Jane and they landed crashing into the wall." I may have told Alice about what happened in the hall a little bit-ish, not very much.

"Well Morgana, feel free to stay with us, we'll look after you," Esme said giving me a small smile, I gave her one in return, then Alice pulled me into a black Mercedes, she sat me next to her while she was next to Jasper, he wrapped an arm around her shoulder and hugged her close the whole journey, Esme and Carlisle held hands while they both tried to make conversation with me, I tried to keep it up, but it always died down in the end.

I gazed out of the window watching time and life pass me by, other cars drift passed I also saw one funeral car which brought back the stinging in my eyes.

Eventually we entered cloudy Forks, they drove through the town until they hit a forest lane and pulled into a hidden drive. The drive went on a little way until they came up to a huge house with one side of complete glass it has about three or four storeys and a front drive with a little bit of grass out back.

"You like it?" Esme asked with a smile in her voice, I could only nod in my trance state before getting out of the car followed by Alice, out of the corner of my eye I could see Rosalie, the beautiful one and Emmett get out of their car, followed by Edward, but her rushed off into the trees before anyone could stop him.

Esme led me into the house and showed me up to a spare room which was now mine before she started to leave, "uh, Mrs. Cullen," she turned to me with a smile, "what will I do about people asking where I've gone and my parents? Also I have no clothes."

"Carlisle, Jasper and Edward are sorting that in the morning and about your belongings I'm pretty sure I heard Alice just leave to go shopping with Rosalie."

"Thank you Mrs. Cullen."

"Please call me Esme," she asked with a small smile.

"Thank you Esme," she gave a small nod and then shut the door behind her.

Once she was gone I collapsed onto the bed and began sobbing lightly, soon the tears were uncontrollable, my parents are gone and I may never be able to see my old friends again. All these thoughts plagued my mind until about ten at night. I looked at my clock to see it was in fact ten thirty.

Taking in a deep and uneasy breath I got up and used the moonlight to find my way around the room to the en-suit bathroom and switched on the light. I had to do a double take at my reflection, my normally silky waves were all ruffled and messy, my eyes lined with pink swelling and tear stains, my clothes are jumbled together.

My side satchel was on the counter, I reached into it where my hairbrush should be and found it, I had to literally tare it through the knots my hair has, I then pulled it up into a ponytail behind my head with the hair scrunchy on my wrist, I then splashed water into my face and looked into the mirror again, well it is as close to perfect as it will ever be in this state, or any state.

I walked out of the bathroom and down the hallway until I came across the stairs and walked down, everyone was doing their own things; Alice on a computer; Jasper and Emmett playing some form of complex game; Rosalie sitting on the floor watching the news; Esme was arranging some pictures on the wall and Carlisle along with Edward are no where to be seen, once I stepped onto the wooden floor Rosalie turned to me with a small smile on her lips and gestured for me to join her, I sat next to her on the sofa. Rosalie placed a comforting arm around me which I accepted willingly and leant on her, her fingers were absently playing with my hair as we watched the news.

Alice was right when she said Rosalie was amazingly beautiful, she has golden hair, where as mine is a cross between brown and blonde, her eyes are a nice bright gold to match her hair, mine are a blue with a tint of grey in them, she has a nice smile and genuinely nice face, mines immature and annoying, she's tall with a amazing hour glass figure, I'm short and have nothing, how is that fair?

We sat like that until the news finished at half eleven, then my eyes started to droop so Rosalie picked me up and rushed me so I was in my bed and tucked in, I heard the door click behind her and then I was gone.

The next day

When my eyes opened they were greeted by late morning sun, I shut them again automatically and saw red through my closed eyelids, this time I opened them slower and sat up at the same time, I got to see my room for the first time properly now; the walls are white while there are golden roses painted in some corners; the carpet is soft and plush, it's a midnight black; the bed is four poster double with a white metal frame and gold and white bedding; there's a desk with a chair, the desk has a lamp on it and many draws with a key in one, lockable, that's good; one side of my room is window looking out into the forest, and what a view; there is a wardrobe in the right hand corner, the doors have mirrors on them, just in front of the wardrobe is about twenty bags of shopping, tentatively I looked in them to see them full of designer clothes.

One was full of underwear, oh I so hope it was only girls doing the shopping, and they were all in my size, another had makeup, shampoo and conditioner, and other girl essentials. The rest were full off clothes, jumpers and coats. Taking my time I put all of the stuff away in an orderly fashion I would be able to find it, after showering I then went on to pick out an outfit.

I opted for a pair of leggings and a blue plaid shirt along with grey ankle boots, I went into the bathroom, I brushed through my hair and left it hanging and I applied some mascara before brushing my teeth, grabbing my side bag and heading down the stairs into the front room where Esme was in the kitchen. She looked up when I walked in, I dumped my bag at the end of one of the sofas and made my way over to her.

"Morning Morgana, what do you want for breakfast?" she asked while opening the fridge to show me what they had in, she also opened up a cupboard to some cereal.

"Can I have some frosted flakes please?"

"Of course," she hummed while she poured me my bowl of cereal, "Would you like milk?"

"Yes thank you," for some very odd reason I already felt at home here, and Esme was already like a mother to me and Carlisle a father.

Once my cereal was done she placed on the table, I sat down and ate in silence while taking in the whole room; the walls white, carpet pale, not sure if it's white or cream; wooden stairs; computer; pale sofas and a television, and on a little platform in the corner was a white piano.

Once my cereal was done I went up to the sink and washed it up before drying it and putting it back where Esme had gotten it from.

Esme came back in with a smile on her face when she saw I was putting it away, I turned to her and managed a small smile as well.

When I walked past her into the family part of the room I noticed Emmett there eying my satchel weirdly.

"What do you keep in there?"

"Grimoires," he looked up at me with a confused looked on his face, I laughed slightly reached for my bag and grabbed his hand before leading him outside, once there I perched myself on the ground, he sat in front of me, "a grimoire is a witches spell book, one where she jots down her spells and findings to be passed down the family until another witch comes along. You see witches can only be female and the gene doesn't get passed onto every woman in the family, it's been century's since a female has come down the line that the witch is on in my family let alone another witch, I'm the first one in about three hundred years in my family. Any way I have three grimoires, two of them are ones my great- great times whatever grandmother's collection, she was the strongest witch in our family and the one before me, the other one is one that I put my spells in, ones that I make and my other findings."

"Wait, you can make spells that is diabolical." I nodded and reached in there to one of my grandmother's books. When I pulled it out a small cloud of dust came with it, I opened it up to a random page, "what is this one about?"

"This page she is describing how vampires could exist, but now I know that's true, it also tells you how to weaken one."

"How do you weaken one?"

"There are some spells to keep them out, mess with their minds but more specifically she goes on about a mixture of herbs that if they ingest it weakens them and makes it harder for them to fight. It's basically like a nock out drug but for vampires and they can fight it off if they are strong enough."

"Cool, what do your spells focus on?" I pulled out my book and flipped through it, my book is newer, it has a dark crimson cover and a lock on it.

When I opened it up I immediately went to a part that would interest Emmett, "mine, I focus on elements, because if you focus on them and understand that everything is energy and can be manipulated then you are unstoppable, everything has something to do with energy or elements in it, but I also focus on the spirit of things… I can also see auras; it can be very mind boggling. I'm now focussing a section of my grimoire on vampires; I have down all the information about strength, speed, glittering like fairy's…"

"Wait, wait, fairy's? That is offensive, I am not a fairy."

"Okay, you're not a fairy… um, oh yeah, I also have down that some have extra powers, so basically their vampire form enhances the main special thing or unique thing about them as a human and kicks it up a notch, not everyone has a special ability, but not every gift is the same, it bases more around the way the person wanted it to be when they were unconscious, you see, when vampire's are transitioning they don't just think about the burning, there is a small part of their mind that, if they have a gift, goes over it and makes it so it works for the best use for the person of whom it belongs. It's all very complex really."

"Wow, you're just a little brain box aren't ya?" I nodded my head, "can you show me a spell?"

"Yeah, what do you want me to do?"

"Make me float so I can scare someone."

"Okay, I just perfected my spell on that, I used it on the school bully once, he thought he was delusional," I turned a couple of pages in my book until I found it, "here we go, can you stand up," he did and I carried on by chanting in Latin, a few seconds later he was floating in the air, "okay just think of where you want to go and you'll start going there."

He started towards the house, I opened the door for him and saw everyone was downstairs apart from Edward; they all looked up when they heard Emmett laughing maniacally.

In a proper count Dracula accent he cackled, "ah, voo vill do all ov my evil bidding, or I vill curse voo to oblivion, mvahahahaaaaa!" Well I've had enough of that, with a click of my fingers he fell on his butt, this made all of the people around me laugh, "That was not funny Morgana."

Later on that day

"Can I go for a walk Esme?"

"Sure but will you be able to find your way back?" She asked peering over the housing magazine she was reading.

"Of course," she nodded then and I walked out of the door and into the forest, I just kept on walking through the foliage and trees, a green glow was cast on me by the evening sun. I emerged from the trees next to a beach, there were a lot of Native Americans lying on it, especially a group of really tall buff boys, they looked from a range of ages.

I walked along the beach past loads of teenagers, all of which looked at me weirdly in my covering clothing, absently I pulled my hair up again and tied it up with the hair band around my wrist.

The group of boys I mentioned earlier tensed when I walked past and I swear I heard one of them growl in my direction, I paced past them and up onto a rock that gives a really good view over the sea, there I pulled out my grimoire and started absently doodling in the back while looking at the sea. The scribbles in the back of my book became more furious, when it stopped I looked down at my creation, absently I had drawn an oversized dog, more like a giant wolf and there was a black figure by it.

Looking around I saw that only the well built boys were still on the beach with one girl, who was very tough looking, their aura's are stronger than most peoples if you look close enough you can see that they are brighter.

"Hmm, you smell delectable, absolutely delicious," quickly I turned around to see a ghost white vampire in front of me with fading crimson eyes, he looks about seventeen, ginger hair, and he had a malicious smile glued to his face, "I think you will be a fine meal."

"What, uh, no, um, look I have to go."

"You're not going anywhere missy," the only problem here is that I can see the buff people watching us so I can't perform any magic so I either jump off the cliff edge and plummet to my death or get sucked dry.

Suddenly the wind blew, shook mine and his hair towards the buff people, I saw them tense and then spring up, some of them shaking violently, then in a blow of material standing there was a pack of dogs racing towards us, the vampire noticed as well because he raced towards me as soon as they were up on the rock as well, with the vampire right in front of me backing up I had to move too, one of the wolves lunged, he had black fur and looked like a pack leader, or the pack leader, the vampire backed up so fast he nudged me really hard and I went flying off the cliff. So plummeting to my death is the choice I got, yay.

Freezing cold water engulfed me as soon as I reached it, the water was slightly choppy now, I tried my best to calm it, but it's just too hard to work on a spell when you're being choked by icy water.

My eyes started to black out, grey dots in front of them, I tried to push myself to the surface, the only problem is it's so dark out it's impossible to tell which way is up and which way is down.

I felt something warm wrap around me like a blanket and I felt the water zooming past my face until I was hit with cold air.

"C'mon Seth," someone yelled in the distance, within the next couple of seconds I was on dry land, sand I think and there were people kneeling around me.

My body choked up a lung full of water then I managed to sit up. I noticed some of the people back away to give me more room, I pushed the stray strands of hair from my face and made to stand up, stumbling a bit in the process, warm arms caught me and steadied me, I looked up at the person, it was a boy with wet hair, about fifteen or sixteen, he must have been the one who got me out of the water.

I managed a small 'thanks' before standing up again, one of them, the girl, passed me my side satchel with all of my books in it, I thanked all of them then and started o my way until arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me back, I looked up to the boy with wet hair again.

"You do realize you can't tell anyone right?" I looked to the oldest boy, he had spoken.

"Yeah if figured that, people would think I was mad if I did anyway." My voice sounded strained and horse, the oldest who had asked the question gave me a brief smile and nod.

"Seth, Embry and Quil make sure she gets home alright."

"Yes Sam," three boys said, one of which was the boy holding, he let go when he realised this too and I started walking up into the forest, I quickly made a navigation spell in my head, but some things I had to mutter under my breath.

The three followed behind me soundlessly, I had to check they were still there once or twice, of course then I would trip and look like a moron in front of them.

After about half an hour of walking they stopped, I turned to them with a curious look, one of them spoke, "we can't go over the line, it is not our territory."

"So it's the Cullen's territory?"

"Yes, how'd you know?"

"I'm living with them, my parents were… whatever, and they took me in."

"Well we can't cross, sorry."

"It's okay, bye and thanks again."

"Bye." I turned from them and carried on walking until I got to the Cullen's front driveway where Alice was waiting with a towel, she ran to me as soon as I appeared and wrapped the towel around my shoulders before dragging me inside.

Everyone, including Bella and Edward turned to me, "you don't want to know, trust me." Was all I said before going upstairs and showering and brushing my teeth.

I then settled myself in bed because I'm starting school tomorrow, whoop de doo.

Sleep came fast to me that night.