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A/N: Ok first things first, this is a basically a crossover fanfic between: The Dresden files book series and the Twilight book series. Now for those of you who know the two series like I do, know that the worlds mesh together a bit but not entirely. Anyway for those who don't know about one or the other don't worry I won't be leaving you entirely in the dark.

But any who here are somethings you need to about the story basics and what I am doing to make the two worlds mesh:

1. In the Dresden Files vampires exist, but there are different courts depending on their specific type. Here is a list of them with a slight over view:

a) White Court: Basically the being that the legend of the Succubus/Incubus is based off of meaning they feed off emotions, not blood.

b) Red Court: Vampiric creatures able to hide in a human "skin".

c) Black Court: Basically what vampire nightmares are made of literally walking corpses with a penchant for torturing their "food" for the pleasure it.

d)Grey Court: This is my own addition to the Dresden world. The Grey Court is basically what the Cullens fall under. This court even falls into two groups, those who are aware of the magical world at large and those who are not (trust me the nuances will be explained just here cause that wouldn't be any fun...for me at least)

2. There obviously is such thing in this world just not Harry Potter type magic. It can be both disgustingly subtle and disturbingly blatant. The wizards kept under control for the most part though.

3. This story will not have Bella in it sorry, but I have my own female lead that I hope you will enjoy just as much.

4. As of right now I am not sure if this will be an Edward/OC, Jasper/OC, or an Edward/OC/Jasper. But rest assured that if it does turn into the last there will be no touching of the sexual nature between the boys (sorry if you like that kinda stuff but it doesn't really do anything for me so).

5. She will still be Edward's singer, but she will also have something else, something that will block both Edward's and Jasper's gifts. Edward's more than Jasper's in that Jasper can still feel her emotions he just can't manipulate them.

6. Alice regardless of Jasper's relationship status will have a mate.

7. For the most part the Cullen's clothing styles will remain the same as their styles in the movie except Jasper's. i didn't really like how he dressed except during the baseball scene. Anyone who's seen the New Moon trailer I think will agree with me. I mean lavender really?!?! Come on! He's southern not gay!

Anywho enjoy the story!!!!!!

"Talk about going from one extreme to another"

I said to myself. Hmmm...Well this should be relatively interesting haha. Well I guess first things first my name is Broal Swan, my Mom and Dad divorced when I was very young. So for the most part I have lived with my Mom in Phoenix, AZ, except over the summertime. When under the impression of me spending the summer with my dad; I was actually spending 2 1/2 months with my Uncle Harry in Chicago going through my training, well as much as can be taught in a little over 2 months.

Oh, before I forget the "training" is actually wizard training, you know spells; potions so on and so forth. And before you say it, no it's no like Harry Potter, although there are some similarities. But most wizards don't use magic so blatantly. Well, not unless they want the Wardens of the White Council on their ass. Wardens are basically the police of the wizarding world and they report to the White Council, our version of parliament or congress I guess.

Anyway my Mother, Renee, a couple months ago got remarried to Phil. A minor league baseball player in Arizona who is 10 years her junior. Which the age difference wasn't the big surprise of the whole situation it was the fact that she wanted to get married again; I say that cause my entire childhood for the most part Renee any chance she got would say that she got married to young. Of course that statement would always be followed by her saying that she didn't regret having me it was just that she was meant for much bigger things then Forks or Charlie could ever really provide. So when I was around 4 years old Renee packed me and herself into the car and left for greener pastures. Which ironically ended up being Pheonix Az; Renee ended up becoming a rather popular local artist there. That was how she ended up meeting her new husband Phil. She did a piece of art for a charity auction for St. Jude's. Phil was the other thing being auctioned off. Leave it to my mother to do something good for charity and to walk away with a man! Oy.

So I guess that kinda brings me to the present, riding in my father's police cruiser, listening to the wipers swish back and forth on the windshield. My father is Police Chief Charlie Swan of Forks, Washington the small town that was to be my home for the next two years. I haven't technically stepped foot into this town since I was like 7, considering every summer I only spent two weeks with Charlie and that was usually somewhere in Northern California. After the hour or so long drive from Port Angeles, which is only a bit larger than Forks; we pulled up to my new home.

The house Charlie lived in was almost 70 years old and was still in good shape thanks in large part to his hard work. Just as the outside of the house was the same as when I was younger so was the inside. The only things that seemed to of changed were Charlie got both a new recliner (leather ooohhh!) and a brand new flat screen.

As I walked upstairs to my room with my bags, the rest were either being brought in by Charlie or had already been sent ahead, I suddenly remembered that the house only had one bathroom. Well at least Charlie is a clean person, thank god for small miracles.

"Well kid this is it I know it's nothing like you mom's house, hey its home."

Charlie said slightly awkwardly shrugging his shoulders and rubbing the back of his neck. My mom's house in Pheonix is a 4 bedroom ranch style house with a 2 car garage and a pool in the backyard. Personally I like Charlie's house better, it feels much more homey than my mother's house does.

"No Dad its cool I wanted to be here" which was true I loved my Dad a lot and wanted to be around him more. I smiled at him a little hesitantly not sure on how to reassure him. That's the one thing about him he's not really that overt about his feelings. He has always believed, apparently like most of the men in my family, that actions speak louder than words.

As I looked around my new room I saw proof of that in that my old twin bed had been replaced by a full size bed. A new desk in the corner under one of the two windows I had in my room, and that my old closet had a new organizer in it as well.

Well there's only one way to do this.

"Hey, dad?" I said as my dad was about to leave me to my new room.

"Yeah, kiddo?"

As her turned around to face me I made my move. I hugged him around his middle even though his gun dug into my arm. It felt good to hug him after not being able to for so long. Charlie in my opinion looked pretty good for his age. He stood a bit over 6 foot, he had short cut dark brown hair and had chocolate brown eyes. From what I could see he didn't have very many wrinkles on his face except around his eyes. He also had a mustache that Uncle Harry jokingly called a pornstache. I had to take his word on that one.

"Umph!!"

"I know it doesn't always seem like it dad, but I really missed you."

It was only after a second's hesitation that Charlie wrapped his arms around me to return my hug.

"I missed you too kid" he said sounding suspiciously a little choked up or it could of just been how tight I was hugging him. I don't really know for sure. After I released him Charlie looked at me and said.

"Hey since you just got here and I don't have any real food in the house. I was thinking we should go to the diner to get something to eat. That is if you're up to it?"

"Yeah, yeah just give me a few minutes and I'll meet you downstairs kay?"

"Alright kiddo, see yeah in a few."

I decided that with the few minutes I had that I could at the very least take my hair out of its ponytail and run brush through it. As I looked at myself in the mirror I was reminded of how different I looked from most of my family, even my mom. While my Uncles and my Dad all had brown hair and brown or blue eyes (Renee is golden blonde with blue eyes). I had platinum blonde hair (and when I say platinum I mean white, I mean seriously if you saw me from behind you'd think I was a little old lady) that was long enough to reach a little past the bottom of my shoulder blades. My eyes were, purple or lavender depending on my mood. Charlie always said that I take after Grandma Swan, in my coloring anyway. That's apparently where both my coloring and my build come from. I have a straight nose (which I get from my dad), my lips are slightly pink in color and my bottom lip is slightly larger than the other. My face is slightly rounded with my cheekbones being almost none existent; my eyes and hair are pretty much the most prominent part of my face.

Now it would usually be at this point in every 16yrs old inner monologue that they would say something along the lines of 'I'm not pretty enough' or 'I'm just average' or something like that. But I don't really think along those lines because let's face it with my coloring I will never go unnoticed and for some guy's that's all they want is something different and trust me boy am I different. In appearance, heritage, and action; because of my summerly training sessions with my Uncle Harry I just don't react to things way other people might.

Anyway, I'm also about 5' 3 ½" foot tall (hey that ½ an inch makes all the difference, at least that's what I tell myself it makes me feel better) a little bit on the short side, but what can you do about I'm sure as hell not gonna wear heels that's for sure! And my personal style, I guess you could call it preppy tomboy or just comfortable, I don't know. I like my clothing to fit me I don't like it to be baggy, but not skin tight either.

So yeah that's me pretty much in a nutshell. As I looked at myself in the mirror I couldn't for the life of me figure out what possessed me to wear shorts in this weather, mind you there longer shorts (haha! Sorry weak moment) but they were still shorts. I at least had enough sense to wear a sweater and some knee high boots with them at least. Now I just had to find my new coat I had brought with me.

"Hmmm…now where did I put that?"

My style you could also say is a little eclectic as my Mother puts it (trust me when I say Renee has no room to talk), I don't know I like my style and I guess that's all that really matters. After a few minutes of searching I finally found my plaid peacoat and grabbed my bag and headed downstairs where Charlie waited for me.

5 minutes later Charlie pulled the cruiser up out front of the diner (god how embarrassing!!). If walking into school tomorrow was going to be anything like walking into the diner it was sure going to be interesting. Two seconds after walking through the door all eyes were on use, well more specifically me.

"Broal! Good to see you again sweetie, how are you doin? It's good to have you back." Said a woman who looked to be in her late 30's. Apparently she was a waitress cause not only did she have and apron, but also a name tag that said Carla on it.

"Hi, uh it's good to see you……again. I'm doin good"

"Oh, I'm sorry you probably don't remember me. But I was a waitress here when you were just a baby when your Daddy brought you here every Wednesday. Isn't that right Charlie?"

"Uh…yeah. So….got any tables open?" Charlie said blushing slightly when I snuck a glance at him from behind my hair. I tried my best to not to snicker without Charlie noticing, but judging from the look he gave me I wasn't very successful.

"Oh, yeah right this way."

She led us to a table in the corner with windows on either side one looked out onto the parking lot the other onto the street.

"Here ya go, best seat in the house" she handed us both our menus.

"So if you'll just tell me what you want ta drink then I'll be back for your orders, kay?

"Coke" Charlie said.

"Same here…thank you"

"No problem sweetie, I'll be back in a few."

As I sat there reading the menu, debating between the Cobb salad or a cheeseburger and french fries a bit of motion caught my eye out of the window.

You ever have one of those moments where time just seems to slow to a crawl? I don't mean like lovers eyes meeting across a crowded room, I mean like your standing in line at the bank and some pulls a gun or watching a car crash take place. My Uncle Harry thinks that that happens because your brains wants to make sure it retains all the information it can so you can recall it at a later date. And up to this point I had always thought that that idea was kinda stupid, but now I know for sure that it wasn't.

There as I looked out of the window was a black Mercedes (the only reason I knew that was because of the emblem on the front of the car). In the driver seat with the window down was one of the palest and most beautiful people I had ever seen. He had pale blonde hair (not quite as pale as mine but maybe only a few shades off) and was immaculately dressed at least from what I could see of him. Next to him sat a person with caramel colored hair, it was a woman as far as I could tell she too appeared to be stylishly dressed. Even though the back windows were rolled up I could see someone or someones were in the back seat by the way the caramel haired lady was turned around in her seat.

Behind the Mercedes was one of those big off roading Jeeps, it was covered in mud were as the Mercedes didn't even look like dust wanted to touch it. Also all of the Jeeps windows were down. In the driver's seat was a guy with short cut dark hair and, shocker, pale skin who looked like a football player or a lumberjack take your pick. Beside him was a blonde girl who even from the little bit of a view I had of her looked like she could make Helen of Troy roll over in here grave with a flip of her hair. Behind lumberjack was another blonde! Sheesh, what were these people drinking, I mean really. He had longish curly blonde hair; his hair fell almost to his chin. From what I could see of his face he had a strong jaw and a very prominent mouth with plump lips; which shouldn't have looked attractive on a guy but he pulled them off very…very well. And if looks could kill then blonde girl would have been nothing but a smudge on the front seat cause judging from how tightly both his jaw and fist were clenched he was Grade A pissed off!! There was a fourth and final passenger in the Jeep but the only thing I could make out about them was that they had copperish/bronzish colored hair and long elegant fingers that were resting on the window sill of the car.

It was at this point that another moment Uncle Harry talks about a lot happened. It was a heart stopping, teeth jittering moment something that happens when you see something that just isn't……natural. The driver of the Mercedes turned his head and looked right at me or at least that's what it felt like. As he looked towards the diner I saw the unnatural Topaz colored eyes that almost seemed to glow.

Now, before you say "oh she's just being dramatic". Let me assure you I'm not. Because of what I have to go through every summer with Uncle Harry, who I might add is the only wizard listed in the Chicago yellow pages. I have both been witness to and heard about pretty weird stuff. So it is because of a lot of the things I have encountered that I have, as both my uncles and my father have, learned to trust my gut and yeah it was pretty much screaming at this point 'that's just not right!'. Charlie seeing my attention was elsewhere turned to see what I was looking at (he probably thought I was looking at a boy or something! Oy!!!).

"Hmm….noticed the Cullen's, huh? The one in front is Dr. Carlisle and knowing your tendency you'll probably get to know him real well." Charlie said chuckling slightly toward the end.

I tried to shrug it off, but needless to say I wasn't exactly overjoyed by that statement. But at the same time they didn't seem blatantly dangerous, of course people probably thought Charles Manson the same way at one time. Of course I've also been around friends of my uncle's who could kill me with one flick of their wrist and that's just the normal human ones! So for now I will try to reserve my judgment of them…for now. It was after that finished with that thought that I realized that Charlie was saying something.

"Huh, whatcha say Dad?"

"I said you will be going to school with his kids. Their all adopted and around your age. Of course that has caused some people in this town to talk, but you don't listen to them got me?"

"Yeah, Dad I gotcha."

I guess, part of me was hoping that Charlie's judgment of the Cullen's wasn't wrong, but that wasn't going to stop me from calling Harry when I got home to ask some questions about the Cullen's otherworldly appearance.

"So what can I get the two of you?" Carla asked as she set our drinks down in front of us. Drawing me out of my meditative stupor. Charlie and I ordered and not an hour later we were on our way back home.

As we were pulling up to the house I noticed a few things that weren't there before. First, there were two people there that looked vaguely familiar with dark skin and long black hair (Cher eat your heart out!). One looked about my age and was standing leaning on the back end of the truck and the other, who was older, was seated in a wheelchair. Second, they were both next to a big old red truck that I knew for damn sure hadn't been there before; it was kinda hard to miss.

"Billy, Jacob!! You brought the truck and with damn good timing as well! Broal, you remember Billy and Jacob right?"

"Uh…………no not really Dad." I said looking at Charlie hoping he would be a little more specific (like telling me which on was Billy and which on was Jacob).

The younger one of the two spoke up first.

"I'm Jacob. You and I used to make mud pies together when we were younger down at the Res."

"Oh, I remember you now. You have two older sisters too don't you?"

"Yeah, they're both away at college right now. So how are you?"

I just smiled and nodded, Charlie and Billy during this time had been going on about some game that was on TV a few nights ago. It was actually kinda funny to listen the two of them talk smack about the players.

"Um…I'm fine. I…we brought your truck." Jacob said ducking his head a little bit and smiling.

During this entire exchange Charlie and Billy had been laughing quite loudly, but both of them calmed down pretty quickly.

"My…truck????"

"Yeah, kid I figured you wouldn't want to be driven everywhere in the cruiser and I know you aren't…too fond of more modern things. So both problems solved!"

I could tell Charlie was proud of himself which he had every right to be, he did really well take care of both problems. The technology statement is not the fact that I don't know how to operate the stuff, because of the magic in my veins tech just doesn't agree with people like me. Now when I say that I don't mean we can't get it to operate. What I mean is that we quite literally fry it. I've seen my Uncle Harry walk by a bunch of computers and make them fry one by one. Sparks, smoke and everything it was both rather funny and kinda scary at the same time. So yeah that's the reason why I don't own a cellphone, computer, and the reason why Charlie's house doesn't have a modern hot water heater. The house still runs off an old boiler system that predates WW 2. Not the cheapest, but with me and Uncle Harry it was just safest.

"Seriously?! Ya mean it!!??"

Charlie just smiled and nodded.

"Oh, this is awesome! Thanks Dad!"

I ran and hugged him really quickly so not to embarrass him to much in front of Billy, he patted me on my back.

"Yeah kid I know. Why don't you hop in and you and Jake here can go take a test drive."

"Alright cool, I can go to the grocery store and you can be my pack mule!" I said putting my hand on Jacob's shoulder grinning mischievously.

"Ah, man…"

"Oh, quit complainin and hop in!"

Jacob glared playfully at me and slowly got into my truck and we were off. After a few minutes of silence (it wasn't awkward just a little bit oppressive). I finally decided to say something.

"So, Jacob you need a ride to school Monday?"

"Uh…no I go to school on the Res, but thanks for the offer"

"So is there anything to do in this one horse town?" I said trying to make a joke and kinda failing miserably.

"Well there's the obvious basketball and football games especially the ones between Forks High and La Push High. Uh, there's the occasional bonfire down on First Beach too. Sometimes a carnival comes to town, but that won't happen probably til next summer. Oh, there is the Snowflake festival that usually happens the first week of December."

"Cool cool does anything happen around here for Halloween since it's like next week? Other then trick or treat obviously."

"Yeah, well sorta me and some of the other guys from the Res were planning on having a bonfire that night, your more than welcome to come."

"Ha ha. You're on, do I need to bring anything?"

"Nope, not that I can think of, but I'll ask and get back to you just to be safe."

During this entire conversation we had finally arrived at the store. It was situated in a strip mall complex along with a small video game store, a large sporting goods store called Newton's and a…..holy crap those things are everywhere, a Starbuck's!!!! Well wonders never cease.

We ended up talking a lot while wondering through the grocery store. I was actually really glad Jacob came along because not only could he push/stay with the cart (hey gotta put that boy to work) but he also helped me figure out what to get for dinner for the next week.

As we were leaving the store and loading the groceries up into my truck. I all of a sudden gotta weird tingling in the center of my forehead (where the chakra for the third eye would be). Now from past experience that usually mean one of two things either I am being watched or there some beings around of the magical kind. The thing that really stinks about this "ability" if you wanna call it that is that it doesn't even always work. Trust me I figured that out the hard way one night while staying with my Uncle in Chicago. That night I was coming out of my room there (which is basically a broom closet that is on the bigger end) to see what the racket was and almost got burned by a bull frog lookin demon. Yeah that was a really rude awakening. As I looked around the parking lot a discreetly as I could I saw the Jeep from earlier except this time it only had two passengers (I don't know why, but I was kinda felt disappointed that the other two weren't with them. Huh…oh well). The lumberjack and the beauty queen stepped out and yep I think I just felt Helen roll over in her grave probably screamed a few profanities as well ha ha. The two of them made their way into the sporting goods looking to be on mission for something.

"Noticed the Cullen's huh?" asked after a moment of us both watching them.

"Yeah their kinda hard to miss" I chuckled slightly.

"That they are, but I've never actually met them. For some reason my Dad and some of the others on Res have a problem with them." He said shrugging his shoulders.

"Really?"

"Yep. In fact my Dad said that if I ever saw any of them even close to the Res's border to come tell him or any of the older tribe members as soon as possible. Weird huh?"

"Huh ya that's weird alright" apparently Billy knew something that he wasn't telling, that thought made me even more anxious to have a talk with Harry. I was calling him tonight for sure now. After the truck got loaded we headed back to my house. Jacob was nice enough to help unload as well as put away all the groceries. As both our father's sat in the living room watching some game I think it was baseball. After the game was over Jacob and Billy left not soon after with Jacob promising to call me if anything changed with the bonfire.

"And then there were two" Charlie said chuckling to himself a little bit.

"Well kid, go get ready for bed you have a big day tomorrow. First day at a new school and all."

"Sure thing Dad. I just wanna call Uncle Harry real quick kay?"

"Okay, but don't talk too long the off to bed with ya."

"Gotcha Dad"

I said goodnight to Charlie and then went to the kitchen to use what some people would call an antique phone (it's a rotary phone), but once again the older the gadget is the less likely it is to break when Harry or I use it. God knows it takes forever to dial a long distance phone number though.

"Hello you have reached the voicemail of Harry Dresden, Wizard please leave your name and number and the nature of the problem you are experiencing and I will bet back to you as soon as I can. Thank You and Goodbye."

"Well crap…Hey Uncle Harry it's me just callin cause I had a question about something I saw today, but anyway I have school tomorrow and Dad hasn't got an answering machine so call back anytime after 5 and I should be here. Be safe and tell everyone hi for me. Bye!"

Wouldn't you know it the one time I really need him to be home and he isn't. Oh, well I'll just keep my eyes and ears open tomorrow and try to avoid the Cullen's as best I can. Well as much as I can in a high school of only 200 or so kids. Oh joy!!

So I headed upstairs and got ready for bed saving the shower for in the morning. Judging from the sounds of it Charlie was already asleep another thing he and Harry share, the amazing ability to fall asleep almost instantly. So after go through the pre-sleep routine (was face, brushing teeth etc). Here I was lying in bed staring at the moon outside of my window. I don't know what it is about the moon, but I've always liked to look at it more than the stars, or even clouds. I guess it probably has to do with that it's the only thing you can really see in big cities like Chicago or Pheonix at night because of all of the light pollution.

"Well moon I guess tomorrows the big day" I let out a heavy sigh.

"You know it kinda sucks goin to a new school, but I guess it could've been worse I could've had friends back in Pheonix" cue another sigh.

"I guess what I'm trying to say is I hope everything goes well tomorrow……Well Goodnight. Oh! And could you keep an eye on Harry please you know how he is."

Now don't get me wrong I wasn't an outcast, but I didn't have anyone I really would call friend at my old high school. Hell, I never even had a boyfriend.