This story was original posted on lilmissarwen's profile, but the first chapter wasn't put up; here it is. Hopefully we'll be able to do more to the story, and get it finished this time, but progress will probably be slow. Hope you enjoy, thanks for reading.

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Prologue

I stepped down into the large hall and Aro smiled at me from across the room. The music started, and everyone paired off to dance.

I hated these parties, and I hated the Volturi. I didn't belong with them, but I didn't belong with my family, either.

They didn't care about me enough to keep me with them. They let the Volturi kidnap me; let them use me. But they could protect their darling daughter, couldn't they? We should've been equals as siblings: as twins. But, of course, everyone chooses a favorite, subconsciously or otherwise.

I knew one day I'd get revenge on my parents. But first I had to escape the darkness of the tower that had held my unwilling residence for over five years.

I was only six years old, technically, yet here I stood: tall, fully formed, bold as a 14 year old. I walked over to the three leaders of the Volturi coven and stared Aro in the eye, about a foot between us.

"Jethro." He welcomed me by the name my biological father had given me, a smug half-smile on his face. He only wanted me because of my power: I could control water particles. Water was the only principle I had any power over, because Aro held the reins of the life that should've belonged to me. But no longer; I was getting out of this prison soon. One day I would be free to see the sun through my own eyes.

All I had to do was keep enough distance between Aro and I that he didn't get a chance to find out.

"Father."

Kimiko's POV

"Maybe we should give up, Kim. I mean, we've been looking for them for long enough." My best friend Mellon was standing next to me outside our school; her real name was Eleanor, but she thought it made her sound too old. We were only about ten yards from the entrance to the cafeteria, so I could hear the droning voices from inside. I could hear every single, monotonous word.

I sighed loudly.

"Perhaps it would be best." I admitted. We'd been looking for Vampire's for almost a year now, and had so far found no sign of them. But it wasn't just any vampires. No, that would be easy. We were after a specific coven: The Cullen's. "But I'm not giving up yet."

Mellon had never told me her reason for wanting to find them. Likewise, I had never told her mine.

But I'd recently voiced what I was going to do when I found them: I wanted to kill Edward Cullen. And that wife of his. I wanted them off this world. I longed to rip them to pieces and watch the shreds slowly burn into nothing. And ever since I said that, Mellon seemed to be getting more and more reluctant to help me track them down.

"Oh, I'll find them… one day." I picked a daisy from the ground and twirled it in my fingers as we wandered into the cafeteria. Our friend Carmel was in there, eating at one of the tables. I admired the precision of the white petals, then plucked them from the head in bunches.

Then I smelt something different. It burnt my nostrils, even from a distance, and I looked up at the door to see them: The ones we'd been looking for.

If the legends were true, Edward would be able to read my mind. Not that it mattered, only one word was encircling my brain, becoming increasingly angered and strained as my eyes locked onto the brown haired beauty he had his arm around.

That one word: Kill.

I lunged forward, launching myself over the cafeteria tables. I felt my clothes burst as every part of me ripped up to take a new form while I was in mid air, and when I landed the tables were shunted to the side.

I growled at the vampire named Bella Cullen, the roar immaculate due to my gigantic lupine body. I lowered my huge head and Edward stepped in front of his wife, protecting her.

But that didn't matter to me; I didn't care which one I took out first, I'd take all of them if I had to.

I heard the voices in my head. They were screaming at me to stop, to change back, calm down. But I'd never listened to them before: why start now?

I jumped towards Edward; my teeth inches from his granite neck, when I felt something not unlike a bear knock me from my path.

Together we crashed to the floor, and I snarled and lashed out at the leech that had hold of me.

It was Emmett: the third on my list for destruction.

I clamped my teeth down on his shoulder and ripped his arm from the rest of him before turning back to Bella.

Emmett stuck the limb back on and crushed both of my legs with his grip.

I howled in pain and fell temporarily to the floor.

I felt a vampire's hand on my shoulder and bit down hard on the blood sucker's fingers.