Authors Note: Hello everyone! So this is my first fanfiction. Please tell me if that fact is blatantly obvious. I will love you forever for reviews. Sorry, if it is OOC and it might be. It's rated T for language, future violence and to be safe. Um, just to let you know Bella is a vampire and they're still in school. If you're looking for a Bella x Edward fic, this ain't it. There will be very little Bella and Edward here. Though I do love them. Anyways….

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or New Moon, it's characters, themes or ideas. Mrs. Meyer does… otherwise I own my characters…. Yah. Sorry, I'm soo tired. R & R!!

I watch him leave from my perch on a near by pine. Half of me wanted to take him that instant; to wring his neck and burn his immortal flesh. The other half wanted, needed, to stick to the plan. Slow and steady. It was the perfectly concocted plan for his assassination. A quick and painful death is a luxury he will never experience. No. He sealed his fate the second he's crossed our leader. The second he turned away from his people. The moment he betrayed our leader, his kind and his own blood his destiny was forever shattered.

"Vampire or not, you will kill him.

A changed man or not; you will see him kneel at your feet. Neither for the sake of our leader's great legacy nor for the sake of our people's voice will his blood spill. No. He would die for what he did to you. What him leaving instilled upon your being.

Your brother or not, Jasper will fall."

This is what they taught me. This is my purpose. I think.

-X-

I stood on the veranda of his house. I could smell his being there, their filthy kind. They smelt different then one would think a vampire would. They smelt good. But under their purity lie the faint tinge of grave soil, of blood and of century's worth of rot.

So there I stood, in broad daylight, rather, as bright it gets in a rain-less day in Forks. I heard in my report that these were a vicious coven. That I was to dispose of them all if they got in my way.

What kind of horrible, inhuman being lived in a gorgeous, Victorian, white mansion?

I pondered this question for a while, my feelings mixing with my teachings. I knew I had been brainwashed. I had a coherent part of me that knew it; but the majority of me felt it so much less complicated to just believe what they'd told me.

"Um, excuse me? Miss?" I hear a voice call.

The voice is feminine. I check my watch, 3:30. They'd be home from school soon. This was good enough a time as any.

I turned. I watched 'Esme', I think that's who it was, gasp. I knew what I looked like so a just flashed a dazzling smile, flicking some of my waist length, curly red hair from my face and giving her an innocent doe-like look with my big, blue eyes that any mother would fall for.

"Hello." I said curtly.

"Are you lost?" Esme was completely at ease with me, even though I was more or less human. This surprised me. It was probably a well-rehearsed act.

"Well, no. I can't say that." I took a very graceful step closer to her, my blouse blowing in the wind. "But maybe I am."

I could hear her thoughts. She was confused about me. Her sense of smell was telling her that I wasn't human, nor was I a vampire. I was a little human, its true, but just enough to trick her senses.

Feigning, I smiled again, "I'm sorry for being cryptic. I'm looking for my brother."

Finally, it looked as if Esme stiffened for a second, then she loosened, "I'm sure he's not here, I've not seen anyone around these lands except my own family."

Right. I couldn't blame her for being naive, though. Obviously my dutiful brother had never told his current coven about his past life - about me. It was to be expected though. Logically, he should not have any living siblings left, maybe great-great-great grandchildren, but not siblings.

"Oh, that's disappointing." I pouted, looking thoughtful. "Are you sure? His name is Jasper."

Esme gave a little gasp, and then regained composure. "M-my husband is a doctor in the town. Perhaps if we here of someone of that name we can tell them. What is your name?"

I sighed, tired of her games. She should already know I'm not a human. "Esme, be a dear and tell my brother I was here." She froze, "Tell him that I've come back for him, to take him home." I turned to leave, "Oh, and be sure to mention that he should prepare himself."

"Wait." Esme whispered firmly, "How dare you come here. I have no idea who you are but it is very foolish to threaten an entire coven and expect to walk unscathed. I will not let you anywhere near my boy."

I could hear a car pulling into the driveway. Quickly, I jumped into a tree, leaving my voice echoing the message in her head, "My dear Emse, it was foolish to threaten me with only seven of you." I added, "My name is Xion. Spark a memory, Jasper?"