This rewritten story will NOT be a spin off from Volturi Secret Angle like the other one was, but will have a similar story-line
Prologue:
Trees shook as the wind picked up outside, the thunderstorm slowly moving across the sky. A long streak of lighting flashed through the sky followed by a loud crack of thunder. The heavy ran had turned to a drizzle as it continued to slowly tap against the windows of a quiet house where four police officers stood in the living room.
A small child was curled up on a couch wrapped in a blanket, yet still trembling as tears ran down her cheeks. A female cop quietly sat next to her as she attempted to comfort the crying five-year-old. The sound of the front door opening gained the attention of all present in the room and a heartbroken looking man entered the room. He showed the police his ID as his crying niece ran over to him for comfort. He hugged her close and tried to comfort her, but that would only last so long. Within the next few months, grief and alcohol will send him to jail and the last of his family would be sent away at six years old to endure years of pain and hell in the foster system.