A/N: This is my very first Fan fiction. So please review and let me know what you think.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.

Chapter 1

Ending

I really wanted to be done with high school. I'd already been through it four times. All thanks to the need for secrecy when you were a vampire or the half vampire, half human child of vampires. Our eventual moves were necessary as no one who lived in my house aged. If we stayed in any place too long we might get noticed and that was bad. We were living in little town in a remote part of Oregon and I was finishing my last year of high school. I was already smarter than any of the teachers and I had to be careful of tests answering a few incorrectly on purpose just to stay under the radar of my teachers I was glad that today was my last day of tests and I would get my fifth high school diploma.

I planned on maybe going to college again and studying Photography or maybe engineering or if I wanted to really show off I could do both but I was really feeling engineering, I loved to take things apart and put them back together. I especially loved to tune my motorcycle which I rode everyday from our home on the outskirts of town. I could not wait to leave. I'd been done with my last test for an hour but I sat there appearing to work on it so no one got suspicious of me when I finished in ten minutes. A few people were getting up to take their tests to the proctors. After I was in the hall following the other students who had completed their tests a familiar voice made me turn.

"Hey Tommy," came the excited call of Kelly, girl I knew from the classes we had together. She was one of the few people who could get away with calling me 'Tommy'. I liked Kelly. She was a good person, good enough to sit with the semi-creepy new kid in school. She came to a stop in front of me and continued to bob up and down as she stood there. I was amazed how she could not stand still, never could now that I thought about it.

"Hey Kelly," I responded. She was cute too in a little sister kind of way. Her head was just about at my shoulder and she had short brown hair I'd never seen grow past her shoulders. Her hazel eyes were always lit with a smile for me and anyone else she looked at. You could say she was a people person.

I caught a look of jealousy in the other girls' eyes as they passed us. They didn't believe that Kelly was only my friend and nothing more. So she was the only one I said more than five words at a time. All the other girls were jealous of Kelly because in their shallow minds one of the hottest guys in school wouldn't give them the time of day. They failed to realize it was the fact they couldn't see past my looks. I guess they were right. I stood over six feet tall and was muscular, and athletic looking though I avoided the school teams. I had a complexion that spoke to my mother's Irish heritage. Deep reddish brown hair and blue eyes capped off the package. Apparently this made it difficult for females other than Kelly to see me as more than a pretty face.

"Are you listening to me," Kelly asked waving a hand in my face. I'd gotten lost in thought again. I was easily distracted at times.

"Sorry daydreaming again." She rolled her eyes at me like she always did.

"You have your head in the clouds too much," she chided "Are you coming to my Graduation party?" She had to ask me that. I felt bad that I wouldn't be coming to her party.

"I'm sorry," I apologized "my parents are taking me to Alaska for a cruise." I hated lying to my friend, but my parents knew I'd wanted to see Alaska for a long time, it being the only state I had never seen.

"That's cool," she said. She knew how much I wanted to go. She smiled at me she was just too accepting sometimes. I felt like a jerk for not being at her party. She really was a good friend and I promised to try and keep in touch while I was at school. I would try to do just that but I didn't make a solid promise to keep in touch.

"I'll catch you later," I said as a farewell. I wouldn't be at graduation either, I hadn't gone to the last three and I saw no reason to break my habit now. The sky was overcast like usual and I walked to my motorcycle sitting there in the parking lot. I kicked it to life after dawning my helmet. I planned on going as fast as I could when hit the road, but unfortunately not all the students had my coordination or desire for speed. My bike thrummed under me as we waited in line patiently. As soon as my turn came I rocketed forward bringing my bike to over its normal top speed. Thanks to my mechanical prowess and affinity for motorcycle engines I could push the bike up to 300 miles an hour, fifty miles over the maximum speed.

The wind pulled at my clothes and hair as I flew over the road on my motorcycle. School was finished and I couldn't wait to get home to see my parents. My parents were great they let me do what I wanted within reason and always trusted my judgment. It helped I never did anything that would give them a reason not to trust me. I loved them very much. They usually got me something great when I graduated. I was riding last graduation's gift home. Mom probably had something special cooking for me. Mother was the best cook even though she couldn't taste it anymore. Being able to eat human food made it easy to blend in for me though I did drink blood regularly. I toyed with the idea of a quick hunt before heading home.

I dismissed it as I came to the turn off for my home. We lived in a large house well off the main road and I slowed just a bit as I rode up it to the garage which was an old barn that I had helped my parents rebuild to house our vehicles. The barn came into sight as I rounded a bend. The smell hit me like a freight train as I approached. I stopped and dropped the kick stand, dismounting slowly. I smelled my parents but I caught more scents unfamiliar to me. Caution crept through me as I stalked to the edge of the barn so I could see the house. Standing there were about twelve vampires. They were all standing around pillar of smoke that had a sickening purple color. Bile filled my mouth and I had to swallow in order not to vomit loudly and draw their attention. I listened waiting for the confirmation of my fear. The apparent leader gave it as if hearing my thoughts.

"They were given the choice," he said as if to placate the assembled vampires though none of them seemed disturbed by the smoke rising into the sky. The speaker was for lack of a better description average. He wasn't tall, his features while angular like most vampires were bland. Even his blood red eyes weren't very striking because of their shape. In fact the only unusual feature he had was his bald head.

"Caleb there is no sign of the third inhabitant," the largest vampire I had ever seen called as he exited my house. Anger flared in me at the giant's violation of my home. The giant had short cropped black hair and an olive complexion. He was definitely more impressive than the average looking Caleb. He must be the leader.

"We can't stay and wait Goliath," Caleb said to the mountainous vampire.

"As you will my master." That made not a bit of sense why would a clearly stronger vampire ever defer to the average looking Caleb. There must be more to him than there appeared at first glance. In fact all the others seemed to defer to Caleb.

"Lucian, Daemon wait here," he began "if he returns kill him and follow the rest of us." A trap was it well they were going to get a surprise from me. All but the two the leader had indicated, swept away like a pack of wolves into the trees behind my house. Daemon and Lucian watched them go. They continued to stand there and look towards the direction their coven had gone.

After what seemed like hours I moved to the small side door in the barn and entered making no sound. At this moment the events caught up to me and ifelt like a different being. My mouth was pressed into a line and I could feel my eyes blazing with what must look like blue fire. Plans began to form in my head and my rational thoughts grew more disgusted. Those thoughts disappeared as I heard them joking about how they had killed my family. Rage burned me up and all subtlety left me as the side of the barn exploded outwards in front of me.

"What the…" was all Lucian got out before his head literally exploded into pieces. I realized I was the one doing it all. I filed that away for later examination as I turned my attention to the stunned Daemon. He tried to lunge to his side and found he could not move. My doing again, he struggled in vain as he tried to move. Fear began to paint his features as I got closer. He squirmed like a worm held in birds clutches.

"Why," I asked in a different person's voice. My voice had always been smooth and subtle. This voice brutal and harsh, an animal's voice. His feet came off the ground and he floated towards me.

"Why, what," he whimpered. His whimper became a howl as his arm fell from his shoulder. Pain made him realize what I meant by why.

"He told us they were a threat to the coven," he managed to scream. How were we a threat to his coven? My family was peaceful and kept to themselves. Then Daemon said the worst thing he could have.

"They were just vampires." He cringed when my eyes burned into his. His body fell into a pile of limbs and torso.

"They were my family you bastard." I piled both bodies and set fire to them. I stepped around the pyre and walked into my home. Three steps over the threshold and I collapsed into a heap. Everything went black as I passed out from exhaustion and stress.