Hey everyone! I know it's been a little while since I last updated anything and since (on paper) I'm finished my other twilight fanfic, I started another one with a new idea. Wooness! I know that I shouldn't be starting another one with all the ones I already currently have on the go right now but I can't help it. I love writing. :3

Okay, so I know that people are picky about the OC thing and a lot of people won't read a twilight fanfic if Edward isn't there, but that's not gunna stop me. It may not seem like it in the earlier chapters, but there will be twilight characters present in the later ones. That one I CAN promise. :D Anyway, I hope that you all enjoy this first chapter. :3 Enjoy!

Red Granite

Blood

It had all happened so suddenly. One moment I was walking with my mother and dog through the forest. The next, my mother was dead and the scent of blood filled the air. Fangs had sunk deeply within the base of my throat, causing my body to feel like it had been set aflame. After a long time of severe burning and writhing… everything seemed to freeze all at once.


I opened my red eyes at the sound that went through the underground area. It was followed by the sound of the wind.

"Cissenei," someone called my name from below the metal pipe I was laying on, "That's not Chester."

I rolled my eyes at the comment. Of course it wasn't Chester. He wouldn't have made a sound upon his return.

Sitting up, I jumped off my thick metal pipe to the person standing below.

"What do you think it is?" the older male asked me.

"You're a vampire," I hissed at him, "Grow some fangs."

The man was older in appearance by possibly five years. I had eighty years of vampire life over him. He had only been a vampire for five years. 'It's probably just some wild animal, like a possum or a fox… or something…'

"Just tell everyone to stay back," I told him with a sigh, "I'll deal with it."

There were many of us in our underground coven. A rather large coven compared to the usual size. Chester was the coven leader and had created many of us that were under him. He had been my creator as well; me being the start of the coven. I was with him for ten years before he brought back Albert; then Nicholas and Joshua two years after. Jennifer came half a year after them.

It was my job to keep watch over the underground coven while Chester was not present. Albert was in charge of teaching any newborns, which there were presently five; plus three that had five years experience. Nicholas and Joshua were in charge of bringing humans down that had any potential of being vampires. If there was no potential then they became food. Jennifer was the main supplier of food for us; going to the surface and bringing down tourists or drunkards or whatever else she was able to bring down.

The sound thudded again as I walked through the tunnel-way. It had been abandoned some time ago, so Chester thought it perfect to use as home.

"If you're a person, then I suggest that you leave," I called through the silence, "I'm not in the mood to hunt this morning."

Chester had left on some of his 'precious'business and had left me in charge of the coven. He had left two nights ago and one of the newborns had gotten wild last night.

We had six newborns before Chester left; now we had five. The newborn – Karine – tried to sink her fangs into the throat of one of the newborn males. She went on a rampage, and with Chester being gone, that left me to 'dispose' of her. I hated when Chester suddenly decided to leave. I hated having to kill my own kind. Once he was gone, he was saying 'You're in charge of killing them while I'm gone' without using actual words. So naturally I was in a bad mood this morning.

My blood red eyes looked around the area for any movement.

"Are you human or not?" I asked, rubbing the back of my head with some annoyance.

My ears were open, and I could smell something strange… something that didn't fit at all. It burned the back of my throat with just the scent. Then footsteps took off too slowly and instinctively I growled before grabbed the culprit. My fangs were bared until I heard a too high-pitched scream. It made me stop, but I didn't let go. 'Just a small girl…'

"P-please don't eat me!" the small girl shrieked, shying away from me.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, sighing.

She couldn't have been any older than ten or eleven.

"I-I was dared… I'm sorry," she whimpered.

"Then tell your friends that you saw nothing and never come back," I stated rather coldly, knowing that I couldn't be soft, "Or else something you hold very precious to you will go missing."

Just by the grip I had on her shirt, I could feel her tense up at my threat.

"I promise!" she cried, frightened, "I'll never come back!"

"Good," I hissed, "Now go home."

And she was gone.

I stayed where I was until I could no longer hear her footsteps before turning to go back to the coven. 'They're all so foolish…' When I got back, everyone was looking at me with curious eyes.

"It was a human child," I stated, glaring at the coward that had whined to me, "She was no threat."

There was a slight rustle as one of the five newborns got to their feet.

"When he leaves, how come he leaves you in charge?" he asked me with furrowed brows, "Shouldn't Albert be in charge?"

He sounded annoyed as he spoke his questions.

Albert had been at least twenty-nine or thirty when Chester had changed him. It was only natural that they would think that the oldest looking should be left in charge. I had only been eighteen when Chester attacked.

"What is your name?" I asked, turning my cold eyes onto the newborn.

"Brent," he stated almost cautiously.

"Because, Brent, I have been alive twenty times longer than you have," I explained through slightly bared fangs, "Albert has ten less years than I do. So do the math."

That was the end of the conversation as I made my way back to my metal pipe that hung from the top of our home. My ears caught Nicholas and Joshua's footsteps following behind me.

"What are you two doing?" I asked as I continued to walk.

"Being in charge like this really bothers you, doesn't it Cissenei?" Joshua asked me with somewhat concern.

'You two have no idea…'

Nicholas and Joshua were twins. They both looked rather scrawny, but they had their build hidden behind baggy sweaters. Nicholas's was blue and Joshua's was black. That was the only way that I had been able to tell them apart. They were both dirty blond and they had their short hair kind of wild looking. They said that they had been in the orphanage, but didn't remember much. In that time, it would have been hard to take care of twins.

I stopped before sitting down on a really old chair. It was an old abandoned subway station. There were a lot of old things down here. For some reason the entrance and roof caved in; leaving it abandoned.

"I hate him," I stated, putting my face in my hands and closing my eyes with frustration, "I know that I'm the only one… but everything that he does just gets under my skin."

Nicholas seemed to laugh then. 'Why does it always have to be me? Why can't he put Albert in charge for once?' I grabbed my long bangs between my fingers at the thought.

"You know, you're not the only one who doesn't like him, Cissenei," Nicholas said as he placed a hand on my shoulder, "He doesn't treat everyone fairly."

"He thinks that we're expendable," finished Joshua.

"Yeah, he only needs you and Albert," continued Nicholas.

I dropped my hands and nearly glared at the boy.

"He does not need me. All I'm good for is killing newborns and getting rid of intruders when he's not present," I stated icily, "It's not like neither of you couldn't do that."

"I actually couldn't," Joshua admitted, "I enjoy being alive… I appreciate life, whichever form it's in. even when I suck a human's blood… I pray for them. I could never kill one of my own kind."

'He prays for them?' I wondered with a cocked brow.

"I don't care," Nicholas murmured, "It's just the fact that they're our comrades… our friends to an extent."

'They're newborns… of course they're going to be stupid and do stupid things.'

"But what are we supposed to do?" Joshua asked with confusion, "He's our coven leader – our creator. It's not like we can rebel against him."

My eyes became curious at his words. Rebel against him? I never thought it had been possible.

"We could," I murmured rather thoughtfully, "but it would be the three of us against Chester, Jennifer, Albert, five newborns, and three with experience."

'The odds would be stacked against us… Yes, we have experience but I don't think that it would be enough.'

Both 'sixteen' year old boys looked at me like I was crazy for even considering rebelling against him.

"I know you're desperate for freedom Cissenei, but don't you think that doing that would be a little much?" Joshua questioned.

'No… I don't think that it would be overboard.'

"Way to go Josh," Nicholas hissed, smacking his brother in the back of the head, "If she gets hurt then it will be your fault!"

"Ow! It's not my fault!" Joshua hissed back.

"Don't fight you two," I stated, almost glaring at both of them.

They laughed at me slightly before turning to go back to the main area.

"We'll see you in a bit," Joshua stated, waving back at me.

"Yeah, Chester should be back soon anyway," Nicholas stated rather simply.

"Just what I wanted to hear," I groaned, rolling my eyes.

When the twins were gone, I got to my feet to continue on my way to my metal pipe. A hand grabbed mine and I was pinned to the concrete wall.

"You mean you don't miss me?" Chester asked, pretending to pout.

"Why the hell would I miss you?" I growled as he moved his face closer to mine.

"Come now little Cissenei," he teased, stroking my arm lightly, "We were fine until Albert joined us. That was around the time you stopped letting me touch you… letting me love you."

Anger hit me when he spoke those words. His words were nothing but foul lies. He never had loved me, and I had been a fool for believing him then.

"You do not love me," I hissed, glaring hatefully at him.

Chester looked to be about a few years younger than Albert. His short red hair was pushed back from the wind and running. He was slim and built; more so than the twins. His general clothes were either a loose white or black dress shirt and traditional black pants. In this time and age, he would be considered 'classy'.

My jaw clenched as Chester placed a hand on my cheek.

"Don't I Cissenei?" he asked, moving slightly closer, "You know that without you this coven wouldn't function. No one could take your place."

His lips were about to capture mine when I pushed him off me. 'I don't want reminders of what I've done with him.'

"Jennifer could," I stated, "Or Albert, or the next person you being into this coven."

I wasn't needed and I wanted them all to see that. I wanted to leave.

"I doubt that they could," Chester laughed almost pleasantly, "They all have their own roles, just as you do."

"You would replace us all if you wished to. We're expendable, right?" I growled, turning away from him.

"You're not," Chester stated rather simply, "Just the newborns are."

The newborns couldn't help their bloodlust. Every vampire's thirst rules over them for the first year or so of their new life. It wasn't their fault.

"Karine is dead," I told him emotionlessly, "She got angry and attacked one of the males."

"…Karine? She had so much potential too," Chester shook his head at the news.

She did have potential… but she was dead now.

Chester was in front of me in a second, taking hold of a blue lock of hair. He pulled my head to be beside his and his mouth was to my ear.

"It's been a long time since we've been alone like this," he mused slightly, "You know where to come if you're interested."

"Trust me," I growled, "I'm not interested."

He chuckled into my ear.

"You might change your mind," Chester told me, "I want you to be my mate again, Cissenei."
'And I want you to die.'

"Come if you change your mind."

Then he was gone to go visit the others.

I clenched my fist before punching the nearest object. I preferred to hide away my memories of our… relationship. I had changed slightly once Albert came along. He had opened my eyes somehow. I no longer wished to be with the monster called Chester. I had tried to rebel once… only failing and ending up sharing his bed for a while longer. Then the twins came, along with a female. She had to be 'disposed' of for being too wild. That job had fallen to me.

I pushed myself away at the incident. I wouldn't bed a monster any long. Then Jennifer came and adored Chester. She still did to this day. He would sometimes bed her, but still tried to tempt me as well. It was no wonder that the woman hated me.

"She can have him for all I care," I murmured before climbing a ladder to the metal pipe.

Chester being back meant that I didn't have to care for a while. I had time to think to myself. At least that was what I thought. 'I always disappear until it's time to feed or Chester leaves.' I thought as I shook my head slightly.

I wasn't needed in the coven, I knew I wasn't. No one cared if I wasn't there. The only ones who worried were the twins. Albert was nice to everyone and was very obedient. Jennifer… she didn't hide the fact that she hated me. The newborns cared only about Chester and Albert. No one else mattered to them. Chester just loved to play head games with everyone. From what few of us could see, he merely only cared about himself. He was only a pretender.

I sighed as I stared at the smaller pipes above my head. There was hardly anything to do around here, and I wasn't allowed to go to the surface. For a reason that I hated, I was trapped in our underground hideaway.

"This is so stupid," I murmured with slightly furrowed brows.

I could remember a time where I still knew what sunlight looked like. The scent of flowers and the feel of a cool breeze were what I missed. It had been nineteen years since I had seen the upper world. It was rather sad.

The world had to be different now. Cars, buildings, the people living in the city above… they all must have been different in the last nineteen years. I wanted to leave so I could see it all. I wanted my freedom back.

"Do you ever do anything else?" Jennifer's voice asked with what sounded like annoyance.

"Do you ever stop loving that bastard?" I asked with just as much annoyance.

Just as she had no tolerance for me, I had little to no tolerance for her.

"What? Does that make you jealous?" she continued with more annoyance.

"I don't give a rat's ass," I scoffed, "He's all yours."

'The only one who's jealous here is you.'

Jennifer's hair was long, blond, and wavy. She dressed in tight clothes; a short purple tank top and tight jeans with rather high healed shoes. Over her tank top she wore a light blue tight sweater. Her clothes left nothing to the imagination, hence why she was the one who brought the food.

My hair was mid-length, black and shorter in the back, dyed blue and slightly longer in the front, and straight. I wore a slightly baggy red sweater with fur on the hood and on the inside over a loose olive green tank top. My pants were a baggy pair of green camouflage cargo pants and my shoes were black hiking boots.

The two of us clashed in both style and personality. She only had one more human year than I did.

Jennifer seemed to scoff at my words.

"I don't see why he would want you. He should want someone who actually loves him," she ranted.

"My sincere apologies for not hating him more," I stated with a rather bored tone.

I didn't feel like going into this.

"When are you going to the surface?" I questioned, changing the subject.

"I know, it's your turn," Jennifer sighed with annoyance, "I'm going soon."

'Good… because your annoying arguing is making me very… thirsty…'

End of Chapter 1

Hello again! So, how was it? Was it okay? I apologize how short it is. It makes me kind of sad and upset with myself on how short it is but I thought it was a good chapter all the same. :D :3 Please tell me what you think of it. If you don't that's alright too. Whatever floats your boat. :D Please R&R and I'll try to update as soon as I get the chance to.