B-POV

I had no idea where I was going.

I didn't care.

All I knew was that I had been found out.

I was as confused as I was sad at this point. Sad because someone finding out my secret usually means that I have to move and never go back and confused because unlike all the other times I had been found out over the years I wasn't feeling a hopeless sense of dread.

I thought back to that beautiful face…to her.

A fresh wave of misery cascaded over me; she probably thinks I'm a freak. She's probably terrified of me.

I bellowed my frustration into the clouds in front of me. I didn't even understand why her opinion of me mattered so much, all I knew is that even if it meant the world knew what I was and I had to shout it from the rooftops I would have still stopped that van.

I couldn't let her die. Just the thought of her and the word 'die' in the same breath made me shudder uncontrollably.

Dropping below the cloud cover I found myself confronted with a mountain range that seemed all to familiar with its snowy peaks and picturesque scenery. With a jolt of realisation I recognised that I had subconsciously flown to the dwelling of my first master. "Grandpa" I breathed as I descended towards a modest log cabin.

As I landed I felt immediately comforted to be in a familiar setting after the whole incident in Forks.

I reached out with my senses and discovered that there was nobody inside but the unmistakable aura of my grandpa saturated the air with power only a few miles up the mountain.

Smiling I kicked off the ground and headed towards the aura that would terrify most living things if they didn't know how warm, friendly, and understanding my grandfather was.

Getting lost in my thoughts I almost didn't see the huge ball of bright blue energy pulsing towards me. I dodged on instinct and retaliated with several bright yellow blasts of my own. Grinning maniacally I pushed my assault as the thrill of battle rushed in to my system.

I heard a bout of hysterical laughter erupt from behind me and immediately I relaxed my fighting stance.

"What troubles you so much that I could best you so easily little one?"

I turned to see my grandpa engulfed in his signature bright gold aura.

Despite being centuries old he looked as if he was in his mid-thirties as he had for the best part of three hundred years, he said that his agelessness only happened after he achieved the state of super Saiyan. Since that he had also managed to push the transformation to unfathomable levels. He was the epitome of what a Saiyan should be but with none of the bloodlust. Don't get me wrong he loved a fight as much as the next Saiyan but the only time he fought to kill was if his family, friends, or innocent lives were on the line.

Since not many people are keen to have a monster that can destroy a solar system without breaking a sweat after their blood we have been left alone to live our lives. I myself am around one hundred and fifty years old and had already attained super Saiyan . I had stopped aging at eighteen.

Due to the warrior nature of the Saiyan race our body automatically diverts energy to retaining our youthfulness so we can fight for longer. If you add the power of a super Saiyan to that we became pretty much immortal. In fact the only time we would really die is if we were killed in battle or we lost the will to live and stopped training. That would decrease our power level to a point where we would start aging again.

I gave my grandpa a soft smile, "can we talk about this inside please"

He nodded his eyes full of curiosity and worry for what could have caused my usually resilient and happy personality to falter.

I lead the way back to the modest cabin and let myself in. It was never locked so it didn't prove a problem to shift the sturdy oak door.

Plopping down on a reclining chair in front of a roaring fire I began to recount my ordeal.

I explained the appearance of this absolutely beautiful creature called Alice and how I felt an immediate connection with her. My face took on a lazy grin as I remembered her dazzling smile and her beautiful honey coloured eyes. I made sure to tell him about the dream that seemed to predict her arrival in my life.

I felt my smile shift to a grimace when I told him about what happened with the van and my inability to let her come to any form of harm.

After I finished my story his eyes sparkled in understanding.

"Well little one, you have just described almost exactly what I felt when I saw your grandmother for the first time". His eyes misted over as he remembered his one and only love that had died giving birth to my mother. He seemed genuinely happy as he conjured images of her in to his mind.

I was going to ask what he would suggest me do when the most unbearable, soul shattering, mind crushing pain obliterated any thoughts from my head.

A blood curdling scream clawed Its way up my throat and shattered the serenity of the small wooden sanctuary.

My grandpa was by my side in an instant crouched low and looking for an enemy to grind in to dust for making his own flesh and blood react in such a way.

When he could see nothing he scooped me from the floor and ran outside, tearing the door from its hinges as he did.

"What is it?!" he asked frantically, eyes still darting around looking for threats.

"I need to get to her" I rasped out between my grunts of now restrained agony.

I jumped from his arms and soared in the direction I just knew I needed to go, I was only mildly surprised when I felt my grandpa tearing through the sky just behind me, ready to kill.

A-POV

As I was walking to my car I caught a whiff of the most exquisite scent I had ever smelt before today.

'Bella' a small voice purred in the back of my head.

I shifted my gaze to the main exit of the school and sure enough there was the most angelic creature I had ever seen.

She was tall and broad but still feminine enough to rival even Rosalie, my extraordinarily beautiful sister. I wondered what it would be like to be wrapped in those long muscular arms.

As I closed my eyes to imagine it the universe seemed to take pity on me and I was almost bowled off my feet by a lean body colliding with mine and holding me in a steel embrace.

I yelped and snapped my eyes open in time to see a van collide with my angel instead of me. I felt her arms around me tighten a little and I whimpered at my inability to stop time and stop the van.

What seemed like an eternity later my angel straightened up as if a pillow had just been thrown at her. Her eyes darted over me as she inspected me for injury "You ok" she asked. Her voice was saturated with worry as her eyes bored into mine.

"You just took a van to the back, and you're asking if I'm ok? You should be dead" I screeched as I broke down and started to dry sob in her arms.

She pulled me close as I heaved my sorrows into her top.

I heard a sharp intake of breath and she went stiff. She took a step back and muttered "I have to go" at the floor.

I reached out to comfort her but before I could grasp her hand in mine she disappeared leaving only a slight breeze and a faint scent.

Without thinking I followed her beautiful scent into the woods but it was fading fast.

Pushing myself faster I came to a crater in the ground that was about fifteen feet across.

Her scent seemed to end here, I was about to break down and start sobbing again when I heard thee distinctly feral growls.

I snapped my head up to be confronted by three vampires with piercing red eyes regarding me with a mixture of hostility and curiosity.

The first of the three, a dark skinned male with a head full of messy dread locks strode forward and introduced himself as Laurent.

"We were just passing through when our tracker James caught a unique scent on the wind", he gestured to the other male with dirty blond hair that was restrained by a rubber band. He seemed to have a cruel smile on his face as he inhaled mine and Bella's scent.

He gestured to me and addressed Laurent

"She's covered in it; we should take her with us"

I dropped into a fighting crouch as all three of them did the same.

The red headed female sprung from under James's arm and tackled me into a tree.

I punched her hard in the face and used my leverage to tear her hand off.

James roared in outrage as he also sprung forward and snarled in my face.

"I'm going to kill you slowly for that bitch" he spat.

I began to panic as Laurent pinned my arms behind me leaving me at the mercy of James and his enraged mate.

B-POV

I pushed myself as hard as I could, knowing that I was almost out of time.

A third sonic boom reverberated around me as I entered American airspace. Snarling I angled myself towards Washington and redoubled my efforts, my grandpa had picked up on my urgency and was following close behind me the entire time.

Forks tore into view and I dropped my altitude.

It was then that I heard it. An angel's voice contorted in agony.

A red mist descended on me as the familiar Saiyan blood lust howled for blood. For once me and my instincts to kill were in agreement. I let loose a feral roar that shook the heavens.

My grandpa mirrored me and unleashed his own howl of outrage as we descended on the clearing where I had taken off with incredible speed.

I saw her with her arms pinned behind her back by some soon to be dead fuck while another was relentlessly punching her in the stomach.

He died first.

I landed in front of his fist before it could do any more damage and punched a hole in his head. I then tore his remains to shreds before they hit the ground and followed up with an energy blast that atomised the insolent fuck.

I briefly registered grandpa dispose of a red headed woman as I rounded on the last remaining enemy. Fixing him with a stare that told him he was in fact a dead man walking I launched myself at him as he tried to run away.

Alice fell limply into my grandfather's arms as I took great pleasure in ripping the arms that had so recently been around my angel from their sockets and beating their owner to dust with them. Again I obliterated the remains with an energy blast as the pain in my chest began to subside.

I was at Alice's side in an instant as my grandpa gently handed her to me and took up a defensive stance in front of us just in case.

It was then that six more people tore into the clearing snarling and roaring. I recognised four them as Alice's siblings but I didn't know the other two. I placed my hand on my grandfather's arm as he was about to destroy the newcomers. He looked at me with wild eyes but I shook my head and explained that they were her family. He relaxed immediately and stepped away from Alice backing up a few feet to show that he meant her no harm.

"What the fuck did you do to her?!" an enraged Rosalie snarled at me.

I gave her a hard stare in return and replied "saved her life" in a calm tone.

A blond haired man who looked about the same age as grandpa straightened out and his family followed suit. He approached with his hands out to the side as if to show me he had no weapons. I made no move to surrender Alice from the cradle of my arms but nor did I kill the newcomer.

Rosalie hissed but quieted down after Emmet enveloped her in a restraining bear hug.

"My name is Dr Carlisle Cullen. I am Alice's father, could you please explain what happened here?" he asked me in a level tone.

I relaxed my posture upon learning his identity and explained how I had been drawn here only to find Alice under attack. When I said this his eyes seemed to dart around the clearing but when he found nothing he looked back to me confused. "Did they escape?" he enquired.

I snarled at the thought that I would let anyone live through harming my Alice! Wait my Alice?

Shaking my head as much to clear my thoughts as to indicate a negative response I explained how we had killed them and obliterated the remains.

He stared into my eyes and seemed to sniff the air a little before he said "we should continue this conversation at our house, Alice needs blood" with that he scooped up Alice in his arms and took of at a run.

My eyes widened as he blurred out of the clearing and the family followed. I nodded to my grandpa and we began to follow in the same direction.

After about ten minutes of running we came to a large white mansion that seemed to ooze beauty. I didn't think about that though as the door opened to reveal a curious looking Emmet. He gestured for me and my grandfather to come in and we did as he asked.

I walked to find Alice sprawled out on the couch with her top hiked up just enough to reveal a mosaic of cracks across her skin. I was by her side in an instant, I didn't understand how she had cracks in her skin but I knew she was hurt.

I whimpered as I looked at her unmoving chest and called for Dr Cullen.

He blurred into the room and I pointed out that she wasn't breathing. He nodded understandingly and said "Alice and my family aren't normal; judging by your speed neither are you. Alice has no need of breath but she does need blood. We will explain this to you later but for now I ask that you allow me room to work." I calmed a little at his explanation and backed up to the other side of the luxuriously upholstered room.

I felt a large hand on my shoulder and knew it was my grandfather.

"She is safe child, do not worry"

I relaxed at his soothing words and did my best to calm my breathing.

After blurring out of the room Dr Cullen came back with a bag of blood. I expected him to attach it to a drip for a transfusion so when he simply poured it in her mouth I gasped a little.

After what felt like hours but in reality was only a few minutes the patterns of cracks on Alice's stomach began to recede.

She sat up with a loud gasp and her eyes snapped to me. For what seemed like an eternity she held my gaze trapped in her pools of molten gold. I blinked and she was on me.

She held me in a vice like grip that I swear if not for my strong body would have crushed me. After a second she began to sod again.

"I-I was s-so scared" she stuttered between sobs. I just held her in my arms and reassured her that she was safe, gently rocking her back and forth.

After about an hour her sobs quieted to sniffles and she snuggled into me as if I was the last pocket of oxygen on the planet. She was taking deep comforting breaths when Carlisle came and sat opposite us on a chair. We had long since commandeered a crème collared sofa and were currently snuggling on it.

He cleared his throat and addressed us. I think it's time to explain to each other who and what we are.

I nodded in agreement and Alice clung to me tighter as if I would disintegrate if she didn't hold me together.

This was when my grandfather came and sat next to us. "Would you like me to explain little one?" he said in his caring voice. I nodded as the rest of the Cullen family joined us in the room.

"First I will introduce myself. My birth name is Kakarot but my friends call me Goku, I have no second name but I have adopted Swan as it was the maiden name of my love." His eyes took on that wistfull look as he reminisced for a second. He then turned to me and said "This is Isabella, she is my granddaughter and my finest student."

I glowed with pride at the unexpected praise.

Carlisle extended his hand to my grandpa and introduced himself.

He then pointed out each of his family members and named them. I later learned that Esme was the other one that I didn't recognise in the clearing.

"Okay that's the easy part done" my Grandpa breathed.

"I'll take it from here" I chimed in and he seemed grateful for not having to talk about himself.

I turned to the members of the Cullen family and began.

"As you have probably guessed by now, me and my grandpa aren't human. What you most likely haven't guessed yet is that our race doesn't originate from earth" there was a collective gasp as Carlisle's eyes seemed to explode with curiosity.

"We are members of a race called the Saiyans, we were a proud warrior race with unmatched skill and fighting prowess. Our race was feared on many planets. I'm not proud of that part of our heritage but it is what it is."

It was then that Esme noticed I was using past tense in a lot of my descriptions. "Why do you say that your race was a prideful warrior race? What happened?" she asked. Her eyes seemed to be awash with fascination.

I took a deep breath and continued.

"Around six hundred years ago a tyrant named Freiza came to our home world" I spat the name and could feel the anger that rolled off of my grandpa as I did.

Jasper suddenly sprinted from the room growling as he did. I followed him with my gaze and waited for an explanation. Carlisle spoke up. "I'm afraid Jasper is an empath, he can feel the emotions of those around him."

Realising his mistake my grandfather took several calming breaths and excused himself from the room. I went on to explain that my grandfather was deeply involved in the story I was telling and that it would be hard for him to keep his emotions in check.

After another ten minutes Jasper came and took his place amongst us again.

I picked up where I left off.

"Freiza was an incredibly powerful warrior and he set his sights on my race. He had heard of their reputation and thought they could be useful to him. He enslaved our people and forced them to conquer and kill in his name. Eventually however Freiza caught wind through the old legends of our people that if a Saiyan is born with a pure heart they will have the ability to ascend to a legendary warrior status known as the Super Saiyan. The Super Saiyan was portrayed as the ultimate fighting force that not even Freiza could control. This scared him and in his fear he decided to destroy the Saiyan race before a Super Saiyan could be born."

Esme looked as if I'd slapped her as she recoiled in horror. "I'm so sorry" she breathed.

I held up my hand, indicating that I needed to continue.

"Goku's father Bardock found out about this plan and so he tried to raise an army, nobody believed him and so seeing this as his only option he sent his new born son off planet in the hopes that he would escape. He then confronted Freiza and fought him with everything he had. It wasn't enough though and at the end of the fight Freiza threw an enormous ball of energy at Bardock and the planet behind it. Both were annihilated."

Again everyone looked on in shock as Esme looked close to a breakdown. Carlisle cocooned her in his arms and asked me "an entire planet? Just like that?"

I nodded grimly. "He all but wiped out the Saiyan race that day but in doing so he created a self-fulfilling prophecy." I got several looks of curiosity before I continued.

"He allowed my grandfather to grow up in the presence of caring and compassionate humans, humans with pure hearts." I said with conviction.

Carlisle's eyes widened as he and he alone understood what I had just said.

"He was able to grow up to be kind and compassionate; he didn't have the influence of constant war that tainted the hearts of all Saiyans. He was however born with a love of fighting and so he learned many different martial arts."

"One day however Goku was contacted by a planet in distress via the technology in the ship he landed here in. He took himself, his best friend, and his son with him to confront the threat leaving his daughter and my mother here in safety."

"When he got there he found a scene of devastation, the entire planet was devoid of life and instead was a single tyrant…Freiza."

Again a collective gasp echoed round the room and Esme was now watching me with wide glassy eyes.

"The battle that took place there raged for days, neither side could gain an advantage. Humans however have a limit and it wasn't long before his best friend Krillin sustained a mortal wound. His son tried to defend his fallen comrade but with the distraction he too lost his life"

Esme burst into dry sobs as Jasper crumpled to the floor.

"Upon seeing his son dead on the battlefield something snapped in Goku and he flew into a blind rage. His rage however wasn't driven by the want to kill but rather the sorrow of not being able to protect, this was a pure hearted motive and he became a legendary Super Saiyan. The Battle raged for two more days but eventually Freiza was defeated. Unfortunately the planet was destroyed in the battle but Goku escaped before it exploded."

I concluded my story with a sombre expression on my face.

Esme was weeping into Carlisle's side as he comforted her. She looked up with an expression of sorrow and awe and I offered her a warm smile.

"Myself and a handful of others are the last survivors of my race but with the help of my Grandfather we have all become Super Saiyans and we have dedicated our lives to protecting innocent people. "

Carlisle seemed in awe of my story as well but he composed himself. "Now that we have heard your story it is time that you hear ours" he took a deep breath.

"I must ask you to withhold judgment on us until I have explained fully what we are."

I nodded and gestured for him to continue.

"None of us are human, we were all turned this way but not through our own choice. We are what you would refer to as vampires. Yes we do drink blood and yes some of us have drunk from humans but that was when the thirst was unbearable and we thought there was no other way. I am the oldest of this family and am nearly four hundred years old. I have never drunk human blood and when I was changed I ran into the woods to isolate myself. It was there that I discovered that we could survive on animal blood as opposed to human and every one of this coven has made the choice to do just that. That is why our eyes are gold as opposed to red."

He finished his story and I smiled warmly at him. "You remind me of grandpa. He also defies his nature as we all do. When we fight we do so for sport and not blood. The only time we ever kill is when family, friends, or innocents are in danger and even then we use it as a last resort."

Carlisle smiled apparently happy with the comparison.

"So now that we know more about each other do you mind explaining what happened today?"

I took a breath to answer but Alice piped up, her angelic voice stilling the words on my tongue.

"Bella and Goku saved my life dad, I was being attacked by three nomads and I thought for sure I would die…again. The next things I hear are two of the most awe inspiring roars I have ever heard and then they both drop down from nowhere!" She was getting a little exited as she told her family what happened.

"The last thing I remember seeing was Bella punching a hole in one of their heads and ripping him to shreds before he even began to fall. Then there was a bright flash of light and that's it." She recounted this to her family with a look of awe on her face.

Edward gasped as he relived the entire thing through Alice's eyes.

The next thing I knew I had a sobbing Esme hugging me in a vice grip while thanking me hysterically.

I just rubbed soothing circles on her back as Carlisle joined me to comfort her.

Rosalie piped up in a cool tone then and asked "how did you know where to find Alice"

I turned to look at hey before I answered.

"Honestly I can't explain it to you. I was sat talking to grandpa and suddenly I was in so much pain I couldn't breathe. I just knew where to go after that. It felt like a pull in my chest that wouldn't stop tearing at my insides until I got here."

After I finished my explanation Esme shared a knowing glance with Carlisle and beamed from ear to ear.

"Alice honey, I think you should explain this next bit to Bella." Esme cooed.

With that the room was empty and it was just me and the angel who was still snuggled into me.

She looked up at me with sparkling eyes and spoke in a soft melodious voice.

"have you ever heard of the term mate before Bella?"