HEY! I have a new story, because I am so epically cool!

Disclaimer: Yeah.. so, you know this already... blah blah blah, don't own twilight, blah blah blah...

Clara POV:

I stumbled around the pretty brick town, looking for my mommy, who I had been separated from. Tears fell down my face as I tried to find my mommy before it got dark. It was already pretty close to dark now, I hate the dark, it's really scary. My big brother told me that vampire's and wolves came out in the dark, but mommy scoffed and said that wasn't true. It isn't true though, is it? They're only in really scary stories, that people made up in their heads. I kept stumbling around, calling for my mommy, but no one paid no mind to me, and soon it was dark. I bumped in to a wall, because I can't see that well. I was born blind in one eye, at least, that's what my mommy said.

I fall back on to the ground with a whimper and hold my small hand up to my face, I accidentally shocked myself, like I always do now. I always pull my hand away quickly, though, cause when mommy figured out what was happening, she said that I could electrocute myself. Whatever that is. She also said I couldn't tell anybody, and that I had to be very careful. However, it only happened when I was extremely upset. I was extremely upset right now.

Next thing I know a dark shadowed figure rounds the corner, and I cower in fear as bright red eyes land on me. It speeds over, so fast I couldn't see, and then puts a finger on my bleeding forehead, pulling it back off, and licking the blood. He picks me up but I try and push him away, sobbing louder, and he drops me.

"Ow shit!" then the red eyes person looks at me carefully, "I think you might be valuable."

"I want my mommy." is all I whisper.

"Oh, don't worry, you'll see your mommy." he coos.

"Really?" I ask, with wide eyes.

"Yes, will you calm down and let me take you to my house?"

"Did you kidnap my mommy?" I ask.

"No, of course not, sweetheart. I'm only 12."

He did look 12. "O-okay." I say.

He picks me up and it's then I think about how tired and hungry I really am. I just rest my head gingerly on his shoulder and fall asleep.

Alec POV:

The girl had fallen asleep before I even had the chance to ask her what her name was. I had to hold my breath the general amount of the time because her head was still bleeding, not badly, but enough to bother any vampire. I wipe the remaining blood off on my sleeve, and walk in to the main hall. Or rather, the diner hall, or where we converse.

"Ah, Alec, who is your little guest?" he asks, indicating the child I had sleeping in my arms.

"I did not get the chance to ask the child her name, master." I say smoothly, "However, I have proof, that once she's older, this child would be of use to us."

"Now, what would that be, Alec?" Aro asks, coming forward, "Your hand please."

"Yes, master." I say, supporting the child with only one arm now.

"Hm, yes how very interesting." Aro sighs, "But you know, we can not change a child that young."

"Yes, I know that would break our own laws, master."

"What is the child's power?" Jane asks.

"It appears, that when upset she has the ability to give off electric shocks."

"That would be useful to our guard." Caius says, bored.

Of course Caius and Marcus always look like they'd rather be elsewhere. Maybe they should just try and do themselves in, it would be so much easier than acting like two sour faces.

"I think, we should wake the child up." Aro says, "Alec, would you?"

"Yes, master." I shift the child in my arms, "Hey, wake up... we're at my... uh... house." I murmur in her ear.

Her eyes open and she blinks, "Is my mommy here...?"

"Yeah... about that..." I mutter.

"Nice one, Alec." my sister says, smirking. "You lied to a child."

I hiss at her, "Shut up, Jane."

"What's happening?" the child asks, wiping the sleep out of her eyes.

"How about you tell us some things first?" Aro says to the child.

She looks at him, wide eyed, ever more so than with me, "Okay." she whispers.

"Would you mind telling us what your name is, dear?"

"I'm Clara...Clara Andrew, sir."

"How old are you, Clara?" I ask. Clara, I like that name, it's very pretty for a young girl such as herself, and she will also grow in to it even more.

"I'm four and a half."

"Where do you live, Clara?"

"I'm from London."

"London, England?"

"No, there's a London in Canada." I say.

"Oh great, we have a beaver lover here." Jane says, rolling her eyes, "Next thing you know she'll be talking about hockey and saying eh."

"My mommy said that was a ster-ster-stere-otip?"

"Stereotype." I sigh.

"May I see your hand, dear?" Aro asks her, ignoring my sister.

"Why?" Clara asks, staring at him.

"Cause I can so special things, just like we think you can."

She covers her mouth, "No one's suppose to know that. Oh no, mommy's going to be so-"

"Your mommy's probably dead." Jane snaps.

Dead silence in the entire hall.

Clara just looks up at me, "Is the scary girl right?"

"Yes, the scary girl is right, Clara." I say.

Tears flood down her cheeks, "Why?"

"Because." Jane says simply.

"Are you guys vampire's?" Clara asks.

"How would you even know about vampires, young one?" I ask.

"My big brother told me that freaks like me get eaten for supper by vampires."

"Not exactly." Aro says, "Are you good at controlling your temper?"

"Mhmm.."

"Alec, would you be fine watching over her for at least tonight?"

"Yeah, I guess so." I sigh.

"Good, we shall discuss her situation this evening."

"Thank you, master." I nod as I walk out of the main hall with the girl.

Jane follows me, a scowl in her face, and I sigh, turning to confront her. She crosses her arms and glares at me, as Clara hides her face in my chest.

"What is it, sister?" I ask.

"Alec, I really don't want to say this, but you are the biggest vampiric moron I have ever met."

"Well, thanks for that." I say coldly, "Is that all you wanted to say, sister?"

"No, that is not all I wanted to say. Why are you trying to keep the brat alive, she's too young. Do you realize how long we'd have to keep her around the castle for?"

"Yes, yes, I do realize that, but she would also be very useful to the guard, don't you think?"

"Yes, that is true, but I don't like her age."

"Well, tough for you, Jane. It's up to our masters what is done with her, and we know what Aro is like when it comes to someone who might be useful to him one day."

"She's four, Alec."

"Yes, and I'm sure she might make this hell hole a little more lively." I grumble.

"You swore." I heard a small whisper, muffled from my chest.

"Yeah, Alec, you swore." Jane mocks.

"Jane, I don't need this right now. Come on, you know you love me." I pout at her.

"Oh for the love of- fine." she sighs.

I grin at my sister and we walk up to our very own wing of the castle. This was a very spacious place, just extremely boring at times. If we're allowed to keep her we'll have to find things for the little one to do.

Jane POV:

I sigh and shake my head as we bring the girl in to Alec's room, she had already fallen asleep again. We had bed's in our rooms for 'resting' purposes, but I guess Alec's bed came in useful now. He gives the girl an adoring look and I resist the urge to roll my eyes. Yes, young children are pretty endearing, but they're suppose to be food, not something to stare and sigh at.

He lays her down on the bed and she just rolls over, and grabs on to a pillow, hugging it to her small body. Everything about her was so relaxed despite the predicament she was in, not that she really knows what's even going on.

"You know that if we have to keep her, you're going to end up being the care giver, right?" I snort.

"Yeah, that has indeed crossed my mind." Alec says, sighing, "Me, taking care of a child, we can all see how that's going to turn out."

"You'll eat her for your desert or she'll turn out to be a total screw up."

"I'll hope for the complete and total screw up, then."

Clara rolls over again, and almost off the bed but Alec just lightly pushes her back in to the middle and she continues on sleeping as if nothing had happened at all.

"What makes you want to keep her alive, Alec?"

"She's useful."

"What else?" I prompt.

"Four year olds are cute."

"You're pathetic."

"Thanks a lot, Jane." he says.

Alec sits on the bed and his pale hand strokes the girls hair and instead of continuing to wildly roll around in her sleep, she settles down in to one spot. Oh, I can so see what is happening here.

A/N: Hehe, Alec likes an ickle four year old! I wonder what will happen from here now? What will Aro, Marcus and Caius say?