Disclaimer: I am not Stephenie Meyer and I do not own Twilight. If I did, I would not be writing fanfic, instead I would be holding private acting sessions with RPattz helping him get into character. *wink wink*

Chapter 1

It had been a while since I had felt nervous about anything. We hadn't really had to ever move as a family, so it was a strange feeling. I was so used to all my friends but they had pretty much all moved out to the West Coast. It was obvious I couldn't go there, not in my condition. I suppose glittering in the Sun would freak out most people, even the strange folk residing in Hollywood. I had one thing to be thankful about though, I was one of the lucky ones. Being a half vampire made the glittering stand out a little less, so I could go out on a day where the sun was out, without being stared at. And moving, didn't bother me as much as I thought it would have. I loved the cold and where we were going, it was almost always cold.

Forks, Washington. Population: low enough

When my grandparents suggested it, I was shocked. I was aware that they always knew of my supernatural existence, but somehow I hoped that they could and would never believe it; that they would just ignore it. I had no idea how prevalent it was in their thoughts on a daily basis. Could I blame them though? I was a vampire, wholly or partly, it would scare anyone. Hell, it scared me when I first realised. It was ignorant of me to believe that with age, their concerns about me would fade away.

"Hey Nan, Pop, I have something to run by you guys. I've done the whole college thing and I think that it's time for me to move on. I'm not getting any older and everyone's pretty much left already", I spoke quickly, hoping that the faster I said it, the less it would hurt. I loved my grandparents, they had stuck by me through everything but I could hardly expect them to relocate their whole life for me.

"We thought you this might happen sooner or later," said Pop.

"Thought what?"

"That you would need to leave," he replied. "Ah! To have no worries in the world but a lack of ageing." I could hear the smile in his voice.

"I think that's oversimplifying things a bit, don't you? I mean trying to control an unbearable thirst would probably be classified as a bigger worry." I didn't know why I was getting so defensive about this, I had never been like this before, but maybe I thought saying goodbys would be easier if I was angry.

"Now, now dear, no need to get all defensive. We all know it really is quite easy for you and the fact remains that we are coming with you" said Nan, smiling.

I was in shock, and could only express my happiness by hugging them till they had to beg me to stop. Sometimes I didn't know my own strength, and I blushed.

They and I both knew it was true that I wouldn't hurt anyone, it was easier for me. I had only been changed 40 years ago but I had never killed anyone. I shuddered at the thought of taking away someone's life. I had the unfortunate experience of witnessing it before, and automatically, as it had always done when thinking about things like that; my mind reverted back to thoughts of the past.

I was born a half-vamp. It's not something I had control over. The people who raised me were not my real parents, I knew that much. They weren't vegetarians either, but they never forced me to drink human blood either. I don't know if I was supposed to be thankful to them or not. I found out after some years of living with them, that they had killed my parents. I had also overheard Jane telling Demetri that she hated me being around so much. But I had no one else at the time, and Demetri was relatively nice to me, so I stayed. I heard him tell her in that very same conversation that they needed me. I was clueless as to why.

Demetri and Jane had each other; I was obviously not considered family to Jane. So if family was what they were after, they obviously adopted the wrong child. I couldn't take their lifestyle after the thirtieth year. Jane had grown more sadistic each and everyday and Demetri didn't have a problem with it. Jane's power, was frightfully merciless, she could inflict pain on anyone by making them feel it in their mind.

There was only one exception. And that was me.

I grew sick of her, and made the decision to leave our little coven. Demetri, always having a soft spot for me, gave me what I requested on leaving: the details of the only remaining relatives I had left. Jane was pissed, but after inflicting some pain on him, would eventually get over it. I only hoped that I could have done more for him, but I knew I couldn't.

So I left.

When I was reunited with my grandparents, it was a bittersweet day. They were all I had left, but I did not want to be a monster around them. I knew I could control myself, after all I had done so for thirty years, but I couldn't look at them without thinking that they were disappointed in me. They recognised me by my eyes. They were my mother's, bright and green. (A/N:This is sounding like HP fanfic. Lily Potter anyone? LOL)

It was stupid for me to think that they would hate me for what I am, but those thoughts occupied my mind anyway. That's just the person I was, thinking rationally was too hard, it was far easier to just jump to stupid conclusions. The day I came back, they convinced me that they wanted me around and loved me, monster or not.

And that, I believe, was the day that I realised, this existence didn't have to take away every chance of happiness. I could live normally and happily, with the family that I had been taken away from, especially with the power I had.

How wrong I was.

Next chapter: Enter Edward *swoons* (yes, I do swoon at my own Edward, which author doesn't?)