My first ever vampire story. It may suck, but oh well.

Summary: There's a new coven, full of nothing but newborns. The worst part is, those newborns are only teenagers, the oldest at the age of seventeen. Some of the newborns have talents, but what will they use those talents for? What happens when Edward's own coven has to battle them?

Turning

3RD PERSON

The cold sharp air filled her lungs as she ran as fast as she could, her twin sister by her side. Her sides were stinging with pain from running so far and so fast. She was dressed in white skinny jeans with a black hoodie and black Uggs. Her sister was dressed in black skinny jeans, a white hoodie and white Uggs, unlike her. Her platinum blonde hair flew into her face as she skidded to a stop at the dead end. He'd caught them.

"Shit!" The girl screamed, hearing his foot steps get closer. She grabbed her sisters hand and turned to run back the way they came. Her plan was to make a sharp turn somewhere else, though.

"Haylee-" Her sister called, scared.

"Not now! I'm trying to think!" Haylee yelled back at her sister, her pale green eyes darting everywhere. Even if she could turn a new direction, he still had their scent. He's had it for a little over a month, now. They wouldn't be safe for long, they never were. Her sister was panting heavily beside her, and she was sure he could hear it, too.

"Hannah," Haylee said, catching her breath, "We've gotta go up about a mile, we should be able to get there before he can-"

"Before he can, what?" They heard a deep voice ask.

"Damien-" Haylee's pale green eyes narrowed. The boy smirked at her, and her twin who's pale blue eyes had tears in them.

"It's great seeing you again, Haylee." He turned his smirk into a scary smile. Haylee yanked Hannah behind her to protect her. "Aw, that's so cute. You think you can stop me." His grin was more than scary, now. It had turned evil, and thirsty. The thirst he was craving was their blood, though.

"Damien, why do you want to kill us?" Hannah asked, finally speaking to him. The whole month and two days he'd been following them, he'd never heard her speak. Her voice was melodic, much like her sisters, but her voice was shy, scared, and sweet. Her sister's was loud, brave, and violent. Haylee had known who he was, but she wasn't afraid. To Damien, that was a big mistake.

"Actually, Hannah," He said, smirking again, "I don't want to kill you and your bitchy sister. I've never intended that. You could both be of great use to me and my coven. I've recently began the coven, about three months ago to be exact. So far, I only have five people. I need you and your sister, that would make seven, eight counting me. Join me, Haylee and Hannah."

"Over my dead body." Haylee said, standing her ground firmer than before.

"I can somewhat arrange that." He smiled slickly.

Haylee grabbed Hannah's hand and ran. He caught them before they could get away, though. He looked them both over.

"Prepare for a new life, M'kenzly twins, I guarantee that you won't miss this one." He smiled sickeningly. Haylee showed no fear for what was going to happened, she only squeezed her crying sister's hand. "You always were the brave one, weren't you?"

Haylee felt his teeth sink into her veins, and something that felt like pure acid poison replacing the blood in her veins. She didn't scream, and she held back all of her tears. She never cried, and she never would. Not in front of him, especially. She'd already decided to not give him the satisfaction he so desperately desired. Once he bit into Hannah's skin, she immediately tried to scream, but he covered her mouth. Her muffled screams filled the alley, and every few seconds she'd choke on her tears. Haylee's pain had finally subsided, and she felt herself energy drained. She looked over at her sister who'd already passed out.

"Damien- I'll never forgive you for this." Haylee whispered, before her eyes shut.

Two weeks had passed since then. It wasn't December anymore, it had just turned into the month of January six days ago. New years had been awkward because Haylee and Hannah had not eaten anything. Their brother had began to worry, but he didn't question them. The thing he'd worried about the most, though, were their eyes. Haylee's had become brighter, and just a tad darker making them lime green. Hannah's had turned to an ice blue color that practically glowed just like her sister's. You couldn't miss their eyes from a mile away. Very seldom, though, their eyes would change. When they were angry, or going into their hunting mode, which he'd known nothing about, their eyes would turn a darker color. When they were sad or in pain, they'd return to the colors that they use to be, the pale shades of green or blue. Their brother, Mason, had known nothing about the change.

His best friend, none other than Damien, would occasionally smirk or laugh at them. Tomorrow would be their third week of the new life; that would be when they were allowed to go to the coven. That's when they'd practically be kidnapped from their own home. Haylee had already packed. She didn't like giving in like this, but it was their only chance of survival. For now, Damien had been bringing them their blood. He'd sneak over every night and give it to them in containers that looked like they'd come from fast food restaurants. Hannah was packing her bag when she heard a knock on her window.

"Here's your blood." Damien said, smiling at her. She took the container, having a Burger King symbol on it, and turned away. He climbed in through her window. "You know- you can't be mad forever."

Still, there was no reply. That's how it's went since the change. He'd make attempts to talk to them but they never replied. They'd even stopped talking to each other when he was around.

"Maybe your sister will speak to me, I doubt it, but maybe." He spat angrily, and left through the window. He walked around the house and climbed up to walls, doing his best to not spill the container of sticky, red liquid. He tapped on her window and she walked over and opened it.

"Special delivery." He smiled. The same was for Haylee- no reply except silence. She took the container and put her mouth to the straw. The red liquid flowed to her lips. She drank it, very slowly, savoring it. When she was done, she wiped her lips. Damien looked over at her packed bag and couldn't stop the smile that soon came.

"So you're all set and ready to go?" He asked. Again, he was met with silence as she stuffed one last thing in her bag. He let out an angry sigh. "You're lucky that I need both of your talents in my coven, otherwise, you'd both be dead."

He jumped out of her window, and suddenly it slammed shut. Haylee didn't even jump. She was the one who caused it to happen, anyway. She shoved her suitcase under her bed and went to sleep. When she woke up the next morning, it was nine in the morning. She grabbed her stuff and got dressed in the only clothing she'd left out of her suitcase. She threw on a black spaghetti strap, white ruffle mini skirt, her pale green TOMS and her soft, fluffy, mint green Northface jacket. She walked out of her room to see that her sister was dressed similar to her. She had on a white spaghetti strap, black ruffle mini skirt, asoft fluffy pale blue Northface and her pale blue TOMS.

Haylee had brushed her naturally straight hair while her sister brushed her naturally curled hair. They got ready in silence. They had dragged their bags downstairs to the living room where they watched t.v and waited. They heard the knock on the door and Hannah answered it. Silently, they grabbed their bags and left. They got in Damien's black dodge charger, both sitting in the back while he drove. There was an uncomfortable silence while the thirty minute drive took place. Finally, when they were at their destination, they'd gotten out and gotten their bags. The house, rather a mansion, was huge. It was pure white with mainly glass walls, and doors outlined in a creme color except for where all the rooms were. Their were five other teenagers waiting for them outside.

One of the teenagers was a tall boy with black shaggy hair. He had dark black eyes that drew you to him. He had pale skin, and his cheeks were flushed from the chilly air. He was wearing a red button up shirt and white cargo shorts with red converse. He looked up and smiled at Haylee, and Hannah. He stepped forward, and stared deep into Haylee's eyes.

"Hey, my name's Jamie Jones. I was sixteen when I became part of the coven, and I have a talent. My talent is seeing into the future." He said.

Another of the teenagers, another boy, stepped up. He had ash blonde hair and white eyes. He was pale and his cheeks were flushed as well. He was wearing a neon yellow tee shirt, blue jean cargo shorts, and yellow converse. He was just as tall as Jamie, and just as built.

"Hey, I'm Jacob Malone. I was also sixteen when I was announced to the clan, and my talent is that I have the ability to shield myself away from everyone else." He said, smiling at Hannah.

The last boy had brown hair and startling red eyes. He seemed a few inches shorter than the other two. He was wearing a purple tee shirt, black cargo shorts and purple converse. He stepped up.

"Hey, my name's Taylor Clark, I was fifteen when I was added to the coven. I don't have any talents but I am the one responsible for training you with weapons." He said, a sudden gleam in his eyes when he mentioned weapons.

The last two were girls. They were twins, as well. They both had pale red hair and bright honey brown eyes. They were pretty tall, about maybe an inch or two taller than Haylee and Hannah. They both wore blue jeans and one wore a black hoodie and the other wore a white one. They both had on TOMS that matched their hoodie. The girl with the white hoodie stepped up first.

"I'm Kelsey Lannett, I was fifteen years old when I was turned, and my talent is to feel other people's emotions." She said.

"I'm Skyler Lannett. I was fifteen years old, too. My talent is the same as my twins." She said.

Haylee stepped up.

"I'm Haylee M'kenzly, and I was fourteen years old. My talent is telekinesis." She said.

"I'm Hannah M'kenzly, I was also fourteen like my twin, and I have talent over the mind. Anything dealing with the mind, like mind reading, thought input, and even mind control." Hannah said.

The others helped them with their bags and showed them to their rooms. It was going to be a long day.

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