Ok guys this is the first chapter of our very first fanfiction - please be nice!!!

this story is set about 10 years after Breaking Dawn so there will be all the characters from the books later on. The 2 main characters were made up by Catherine and myself

Disclaimer: unfortunately Stephanie Meyer owns all... if we did we would definately be keeping Rob..... mmn

Chapter 1- Spilling the Beans

Kathryn POV

Staring outside while the first lights of day appeared in the morning sky I realised it was going to be one of those rare sunny days. There was no way I could go out today, or any day when the faintest glimmer of sunlight was forecasted.

I stood up from the wide widow seat on the eastern side of my room and walked over to the floor length mirror. After years of seeing my new reflection I was getting used to the beautiful pale vampire staring back at me. Her large ever-changing eyes, her silky blond hair and perfect features.

It had taken a while to adjust to all the new changes in and around me. Lucky or unlucky I wasn't sure but Eléanor could change her appearance at will. She could even change others' but it took a lot out of her. I could influence the earth; make stuff grow y'know, things like that.

Our diet had taken the longest, even now after ten years of existence, my throat still twinges at the smell of human blood.

Being a vampire was everything I could have dreamed of though. I was beautiful and powerful. I could do anything and everything I wanted and best of all, I was frozen at the perfect age of eighteen.

My only pang is when I think of those I left behind, Mum, Dad and of course my darling, beautiful boyfriend Xavier. They all thought I was brutally murdered by the serial killing in Seattle, but hats only the cover story.

What really happened was apparently some sadistic vampire called Victoria had a major grudge against this coven and one human, and she wanted to destroy them. Unfortunately me and Eléanor got caught up in the trouble and got changed to become part of an 'army'.

We didn't want to fight people/vampires when we didn't know anything about what they had done, so we ran away, denying out blood-lust.

Even after my painful transformation the pang in my heart has not faded. Every minute of every day I think of him. What my life might have been like if I hadn't been changed. We could have been married, had kids and moved on in life. But I am stuck, frozen for all eternity. One day, I say to my self, one day I will go back to Seattle and find him.

Eléanor and I are happy here though, for the moment. There is so much to do in London. The nightlife is amazing, who ever said Vampires couldn't have fun. The nightlife is all we really get to see at the moment, because, trust our luck, the year we arrive is the year of London's biggest heat wave so we would attract to much attention outside with the humans.

We arrived here in early January, after deciding that we wanted to leave the woods were we had started our vampire lives. We wanted to push our animal instincts and try and live alongside humans.

We already found it repulsive to drink human blood, but both of us have had quite a few slip ups in the past. No lives were unnecessarily lost though.

Thankfully out new life in London, England was working out. We now went to 'College' as they called it here and went out partying every night. London clubs were amazing. Better than I remembered. Maybe this is because we have perfect vision now and can see that extra colour on the edge of the rainbow.

Our favourite club was Storm Club in central London, Heath the bouncer was one of us so he understood Eléanor's changing look, so it was all good.

I have to admit. All the male attention we've been getting is starting to get a bit annoying. They were proper English gentlemen at first, but Eléanor and I can see right through them. It is as if they are drawn in by our ravishing looks.

Eléanor was out clubbing last night and she hasn't got back yet – thank god it's the weekend. She has more fun out at the moment; but I think that probably my fault as she says I'm always moping and moaning. Do you think vampires can get depressed? I just missed Xavier too much.

Finally my ultra sensitive hearing picked up the sound of Eléanor's car parking in our garage two floors below me. She was back, however something was different. That was when I heard it, the steady heart beat.

I ran down the staircase into our open hallway, the now fully risen sun was shining through the great French windows to my left, making my skin glitter.

I heard Eléanor's light feathery footsteps scamper up the path followed by a set of heavier bounds.

I heard her key twist in the lock, and then she opened the front door and walking into the hall, a look of guilt on her delicate pale face, hair now pink from embarrassment.

"What have you done?" I hissed at her.

She then quickly moved and pushed the human behind her and crouched into a protective stance, the she gave a small sharp hiss. An unexpected noise came from behind her, the human was clearing his throat and he peered around Eléanor's shield.

"Oh so you sparkle too" said the deep voice of the human, to my surprise the boy sounded very calm, well as calm as anyone could be when faced with an angry vampire.

"Explain!!" I hissed at Eléanor "NOW!!"