What if Esme's son had relived when the doctors promised him dead. And what if he had a twin sister that Esme forgot about her during her transformation. Now it's 2013, they've survived and are looking for their mother. Will they find her? Will they be accepted into her new family? Decades have gone by but will their past come back to haunt them?

I own thing SM owns twilight and the characters, Elizabeth and William are mine thought :P

Chapter 1: William's POV(1934/13 years old)

My sister, Sophia and I are walking down the same road we've used for years to visit our mother. At first Miss. Annie brought my sister and I when we were children but as we've grown she allowed us to go alone. Sophia is with us because she is our closest friend and the only friend that we trust. Elizabeth and I have been at the orphanage our entire lives because our mother died after the doctors promised me dead and Elizabeth wasn't expected to live another day because we had lung infections. So our mother jumped off a cliff and our father, we never heard anything about him just that his name was Charles and our mother's name was Esme. My sister, Sophia and I have been close friends since Sophia moved into the orphanage 10 years ago and became Elizabeth's roommate.

When we arrived at the cemetery there was an odd feeling in the air. It was as if we were being watched. But I ignored it, continuing my way to my mother's tombstone, in front of Elizabeth and Sophia. Liz placed flowers on her seemed down but I knew she's always like this when we come here, she really misses our mom not that I don't but Liz is sensitive. Before our mother died she had a locket made for her, I guess she knew at least one of her children would be a girl, she has that and our mother's locket that to this day remains unopened. Very few people knew my mother before she died, we never did though I wish we did. Liz and I wish she would have met Sophia. I know she would have liked her. Although if my mother had never died, we would have never met Sophia.

I was so caught up in my thoughts that I never realized there was a strange but beautiful woman, of what looked like 17 year of age, on the edge of the cemetery. She was pale white, with blood red eyes and she looked as if she hadn't slept in days. She smiled at me but she didn't say anything, she just watched me like she was waiting for me to turn away. And as quickly as I saw her, she was gone.

I turned back to my sister and friend when I noticed that Sophia had given Elizabeth some space. I looked around for her and I saw her leaning by another tomb, I went to see if she was alright but the closer I got to her I noticed she as chalk white like the woman. I shook her but she wasn't responding. She slumped to the ground and wasn't moving. I turned to my sister who was still at our mother's grave just as she screamed. I ran to see the woman with red eyes hurting her , I did't want to hit a woman but my sister is important to me. When I hit her I felt my bones crack. Elizabeth's screams stopped when she bit her. She was becoming as pale as she was, I used what ever strength I had left ine my hand to get her to let Liz go.

My sister was all I had left, I wasn't going to let anything happen to her. She let her go and fall to the ground and came towards me. She grabbed my arm and snapped it like a twig, the pain was excruciating but better me than Liz. She then bit me like she did to my sister, then threw me on the ground and stepped on me before she looked at me with curiosity.

I ignored her gaze and I looked at Liz who looked like she was in more pain than before her screams were worse, then at Sophia who was silent and didn't move an inch.

"You put up quit a fight it's to bad you weren't older boy, I could have used you" She said to me before pain over came me.

what did she mean by that? how could I've been used?

I tried to stay quiet and still in case she decided to come back. I kept hearing Elizabeth's screams, I wanted to help her but I knew if I moved I would lose the little control I had left and I would probably be worse than her. The last this I remember was Liz's screams turning into soft barely audible whimpers then everything went black but the pain was still there.