Okay, so I love the Twilight series, and I love GoT. They are the two easiest categories for me to write, so I figured, "Why not combine them?" I mean, the two worlds could coexist, seeing as how GoT takes place in Australia while Twilight is in America. Anyway, did I really need that explanation? Because if you're reading this, it's probably because you love both GoT and Twilight either as much as or more than I do, and no explanation is necessary. Oookay, let's move on, shall we? Forgive me if some details aren't exactly like any of the books say...I don't yet own the Twilight series (although my friend is going to give me her copies, cuz she doesn't like it for some strange reason), and my copies of the GoT books are currently on loan

Summary: Takes place at the end of The Key for GoT (Rochelle didn't die) and the end of Breaking Dawn for Twilight. The Cullens decide to visit some vampires who live in Australia, and guess what happens? You got it. They run into the Named. Not literally, of course...the Order find out about the vampires, and chaos ensues. Rated for safety. Title is subject to change...it's really only there cuz I suck at thinking up titles. Usually told from the GoT characters' POVs, but I may give one or two of the Twilight characters their own chapters...I haven't yet decided.

Invasion of the Vampires

Chapter One

Isabel

I sit on the couch, watching TV. There's some news report about a man and a woman who got arrested for murder. I flick the channel, not interested in the slightest. I start channel surfing, then sigh. There's nothing good on. I turn off the TV, deciding to go visit Arkarian. As I walk through the little town, I spot a group of people. Not that this would normally make me stop, after all, there's obviously going to be people in a town. What makes me stop is the fact that I've never seen them before. Now, in a small place like Angel Falls, pretty much everybody knows everybody else. I'm sure it's the same in other small towns.

I stop. The group of people don't seem to notice me. They're all...there's no other word for it, beautiful. Four guys and four girls. They all have pale skin, and look like they could be related. One guy has bronze hair, another has dark hair (and looks very muscular from where I'm standing), the third has honey blonde hair, and the fourth is just a regular blonde. Wait, let me rephrase that: The fourth is just blonde, since there's nothing regular or normal about any of their looks. Out of the girls, one of them has caramel hair and a motherly expression on her face, another has brown hair that should look plain, but somehow doesn't, the third has short, spiky black hair, and the fourth has gorgeous blonde hair.

I decide that Arkarian can wait, and sneak a little closer so I can hear what they're saying. They're speaking very soft and quickly, so it's hard for me to understand, but I get the gist of it.

"Why did I have to come?" the blonde girl complains. "Couldn't I just have stayed home with Renesmee?"

"No," one of the blonde guys says. "Cassandra and Joseph would probably prefer seeing all of us. That includes you, Rosalie."

The blonde girl, Rosalie, moans. "Well, then couldn't we have brought Renesmee with us?"

The bronze haired guy answers this time. "No. Cassandra and Joseph aren't...the most controlled people in the world."

The brunette girl nods, saying, "And I don't want my daughter exposed to that. Besides, she's safe back home with Jacob."

The honey-blonde guy smiles, and says, "Come on, people, lighten up! We're on vacation here!" Instantly, as soon as he says that, the other seven people's expressions become more relaxed.

"Jasper's right," the black haired girl says. "We're here to visit with Cassandra and Joseph, and that's it. Nothing else. We can do some sight-seeing if we want, and I'm planning on dragging Bella to a couple stores-"

The brunette girl groans at this. The black haired girl grins and continues. "And if any of you feel inclined to ruin this vacation-"

"We know," the brunette – who I assume is Bella – interrupts. "You'll personally force Jasper to tickle us until our mood lifts. You've only said that about a million times now, Alice."

Alice shrugs, still grinning. She then says something I can't quite hear, so I get a little closer. The bronze haired guy stops Alice before she says anything more.

"Careful," he says, so softly I can barely hear it. "We've got an eavesdropper." The entire group falls silent, and the bronze haired boy nudges Alice towards me.

She walks – or, should I say, dances – over to me, a smile on her face. "Hi!" she says. "I'm Alice." She holds out her hand for me to shake it.

I do so. "Hi, Alice. I'm Isabel."

She raises her eyebrows, as if this somehow amuses her. "Really? That's kinda funny, cuz Bella over there-" she points at the brunette, who waves, "well, her full first name is Isabella."

I raise my eyebrows, too. "Really? Strange...so, I couldn't help overhearing...you guys are visiting some friends here?"

"How much did you hear?" Rosalie asks dangerously, walking over.

"Not much," I admit. "Just that you're here on vacation and had to leave some girl, Ren-something or other, at home."

Rosalie and Alice both look back to the bronze haired guy for some reason. He shrugs. "That's pretty much it," he says. "Although you haven't introduced the rest of us."

Bella gasps in mock surprise. "Alice, how could you?" she asks sarcastically. "Why wouldn't you introduce everyone when you introduce yourself?"

Alice pretends to be upset. "I'm so sorry, Bella!" she says. "I don't know what came over me..."

The dark haired guy laughs at this little exchange. Bella throws him a fake glare before looking back at Alice.

"Apparently, Alice," she says, "Emmett finds your pain funny."

Rosalie sighs. "Come on, guys. Be serious. This girl still doesn't know all our names."

I feel a twinge of anger that she talks about me as if I'm not there, not even bothering to use my name, which I already said.

The bronze haired guy looks at Rosalie. "Now really, Rosalie," he says, "Do you have to be so mean to everyone new you meet?"

Rosalie glares at him. "No, not everyone. Just the humans."

At first I think she's joking, you know, being sarcastic or something. But by the look on everyone's faces, I gather that she said something she wasn't supposed to.

The bronze haired guy looks at me quickly before looking back at Rosalie. He starts laughing, and everyone turns to look at him. "Nice one, Rosalie," he says, "Just the humans, that's funny, isn't it, Bella?"

Bella looks at him for a second in bewilderment before quickly changing her expression. "Yeah, it is. Who knew Rosalie could make a joke?"

Emmett laughs too. "Now that was funny!"

Rosalie glares at him, and then looks to the bronze haired guy again. "You have a seriously messed up sense of humour, Edward," she says.

"Anyway," Alice says, clearly changing the subject. "Rosalie had a point. Isabel here doesn't know all our names yet. So, why don't we introduce ourselves? I've already started."

"I'm Bella," Bella offers.

"I'm Edward," he says. "Bella's husband." He puts an arm around her waist.

"My name is Carlisle," the first blonde guy to speak says.

"And mine is Esme," says the girl beside him – the one with the caramel hair.

"I'm Emmett," he says.

"Jasper."

Rosalie crosses her arms, looking pointedly away from me. Alice elbows her in the ribs. "I'm Rosalie," she says grudgingly.

"And you already know that I'm Alice," Alice says.

"And you know I'm Isabel," I say after. I see a familiar flash of white light cross my eyes. "Not now..." I groan quietly. The last thing I see before the vision takes over is all eight of the group looking at me to see what's going on.

I see a young girl who looks to be about four years old sitting on the floor of some house. Her really pretty bronze hair flows down her back, and then I see the dark skinned man on the couch nearby her. The man gets up and goes to the door, opening it, but as soon as he opens it, he drops to the floor. I can't tell if he's dead or if he passed out. Somebody walks into the house. They're wearing a long floor length cloak, the hood of which covers their face, so I have no way of knowing who it might be. The figure walks towards the little girl and bites her on the neck. I don't quite get what's happening, until the girl goes even paler than she was and falls to the floor, completely motionless.

The vision fades, and I look at Alice's face, because she's the closest one to me. I can tell that, somehow, she saw that too.

Oooh, a cliffie! I know, I'm mean, aren't I? I'll give you three guesses who the people in the vision were, although you probably don't need that many. I'd love to know who you guys think the person in the cloak was...anyway, review, or I'll sic my llamas on you! And their Acid Spit of Doom (tm) really burns.