Hey- forgot to add this, so I deleted the original.

Anyway, this is my new story for Twilight- My New Life & Old Pain. I don't own the creature gideion- that was given to me as an idea by becp. She told me it was a title of a book, so I don't own it. I also don't own anything or anyone from the Twilight series. I do own the Morwen family though, and everything that goes directly with the Morwen family.

I hope you like this one.

Prologue

It happened almost 80 years ago. I had been living a pretty normal life- well, if you count dating a vampire as normal. No, it's not that stupid fanged-night stalker that sleeps in a coffin during the day or they'll burst in flames total bull. This was your real vampire- normal looking teeth, dead cold, sparkles in sunlight, no sleeping vampire.

I had never been so happy in all my life. I had someone who loved me, and almost all his family liked me too. We had rough times- like when another crazed vampire tracker tried to kill me- but it turned out ok in the end. But then came along my 18th birthday party, and that changed everything.

After Jasper had tried to take a snap at me when I sliced my finger open by accident, he decided that he didn't care about me anymore. Now I knew that it was just wishful thinking that he would always care about me, but I didn't know that he'd get tired of me so soon. And what made things even worst was when he, along with the rest of his family left, with only him telling me goodbye. But that wasn't the end of my non-normal life.

It was about two weeks after that terrible night that I had decided to go for a walk in the woods near my house. It was there that he left me, but it was also there that I had met Sophia, and where she told me about who I really was.

Flashback

I knew right away that this girl wasn't human. Her beauty was way too much for your average human being, and also, the strange power-like aura that flowed around her being were dead giveaways.

"Hello Bella. I'm Sophia Morwen." Her voice sounded like a chime blowing in a light breeze, but it wasn't like a vampire's. No, it sounded similar, but different at the same time.

"How do you know me?" I asked her, my voice sounding raw from all the crying I've done these past few nights.

Sophia laughed lightly at me. "Bella, we gideions always know about our own kind," she said as though it were the simplest thing in the world.

"Wait a minute- gideion? What on earth is that?"

"Gideions are very powerful creatures, Bella. We're something like vampires, but different at the same time. We have the abilities like all vampires- speed, strength, heightened senses- those sorts of things. But the differences are that we can change from gideion to human form, and we do not survive only on blood. And for vampires, there are only some that have powers, but all of our kind do. Or at least, those that still remain."

"So you're saying that I'm a gideion?" I asked her, shocked at what I was hearing.

"Yes Bella, you are. There are only few who actually are one at birth, but it seems that you were."

I sat down on a tree stump dazed. Me? I was a gideion- some kind of vampire? This was too much. Sophia almost glided over to me and squatted down in front of me.

"I realize that this is shocking for you Bella, but trust me- I have never met anyone that holds as much power that you seem to. And we can help you control that power." I looked up at her.

"'We'?" I asked.

"We as in my family and myself. We have the ability to help you – to train you so you can control your powers without any trouble. But I'm afraid that you would have to leave the life that you knew. Everyone that you've ever known- even your own parents- will never even know that you ever existed. They'll have no memory of you, but you will always remember them," Sophia said to me sadly.

I thought to myself- can I even do that? Could I give up ever seeing mom or Charlie again? Could I give up the life that I've always known and jump headfirst into the unknown? Could I leave all my loved ones behind?

'But you don't have any real loved ones anymore. They all left you,' a little voice said in the back of my head. I realized that it was right.

"I'll do it," I said, and for the first time in those two weeks, I felt alive again.

End Flashback

Now it's 80 years after that day. I had once been known as Bella Swan, but I long ago forgot that name and had become Isabella "Izzy" Morwen. I can honestly say that I'm not the same person I once was. The shy, clumsy teen has disappeared long ago and in her place is someone who is confident, graceful teenager with a passion for extreme stuff. But I think I should really tell you about my family instead of me.

First off, there is Sophia as I had already said. I found out the day that I came here that she is our motherly figure. Her black hair always looked like some kind of dark waterfall that ended at mid back, and her brilliant green eyes could easily pierce through you, finding out if you were lying instantly. Also, she's really wise about a lot of things. There has never been once where she wasn't able to figure out the best solution for a problem. She tends to dress in simple skirts and blouses, but it suits her.

Then there's Patrick, Sophia's husband. Apparently, he was also born of pure gideions himself. 'Noble birth' is right. Patrick has a head of dark golden hair and eyes that are an intense shade of blue. His skin is darker mine, but only slightly. He's into wearing sweaters with a pair of slacks or sometimes jeans. Depends on his mood.

Next is Stacy- now there's a ball of energy! Her hair is naturally dark brown, but she is always using that semi-permanent hair dye, and she's always got some crazy shades of highlights in her hair. This week, she chose to have neon pink and an intense shade of blue that match her eyes. Her outfits are generally the same- like bright yellow tops and purple jeans, neon colored bracelets up to her elbows, and pink converses, which all makes her skin an even darker tan then usual.

Connor is one of my brothers here with the Morwens, and he's Stacy's perfect match. With his light brown hair always tidy, almost black eyes, and slightly pale skin that seemed paler with his dark clothes, he is the complete opposite of her. But that doesn't mean that he won't start acting as wild as she does. I guess that's why they've been together for a hundred years and married 90 of those years.

Now with Connor comes Max- his actual twin brother. The only way that you actually can tell them apart is that Max's eyes are slightly lighter then Connor's- showing the rich chocolate color that they both have. That and the fact that Alex is half like his brother and half like his sister in-law. One day, he'll be calm and relax, the next he'll be so crazy you'd think he was part of a circus.

Finally, there's Maria. I guess you can say that she's a mix of me and Stacy; wild and adventurous, and yet calm and relaxed. Maria is actually Sophia and Patrick's child, and it shows; she's got the same golden hair as Patrick, but with some dark purple streaks, and those same amazing green eyes like Sophia. Maria dresses in simple things most of the time- jeans with some special styled top in purple, and her signature A.T.E. black hoodie with purple wings on the back. Yeah, purple's her favorite color.

As for me? Well, my once extremely pale skin now held a slight darker tone to it, and my brown locks are a bit longer and now hold streaks of a brilliant blood red in them. I've also grown a few inches taller then I had been, and I've let my nails grow a little. I even wear the latest designer clothes and accessories, not my usual plain t-shirts and jeans with sneakers. I mean like the hottest sets of skinny jeans, Gucci accessories, and heaven forbid- I even wear designer dresses and skirts. And of course, I wear my favorite banded collar, black leather jacket.

Our family is special, and we symbolize that with our own family crest. It's got a sun at the top of it, the claddagh symbol in the center, and at the bottom, to make it individual, our birthstone- alexandrite for Sophia, peridot for Patrick, ruby for Stacy, garnet for Connor and Max, emerald for Maria, and sapphire for me. And each of us wear it differently- Sophia on a bracelet, Patrick in a ring, Connor as face of his watch, Max in a wristband, Stacy as a clip on belt buckle, Maria as a pin, and a necklace for me.

Now there's the fact that I'm the opposite of what I had once been. Usually, I was so clumsy that I tripped over air, never got angry at people that annoyed me, and forget even trying to get me near a single type of sport. But now, I could probably walk in six inch stilettos, people got out of my way as soon as they saw me because they're afraid of me, and I never go anywhere without my bike.

My bike is the most precious possession that I own. The minute I saw the purple flames against the pitch black of the bike, I was hooked. That bike hasn't left my side since. I tune in twice a week, wash it every other day, and cover it when it's not in use and park it in the garage.

Now for my powers that I have, it's complicated. You see, gideions usually have three to four powers, but of course, I had to be the one who's different and had got way more. Mind reading, visions, the elements, shape-shifting, levitation/flying, invisibility, just to name a few of them.

So anyway, we just finished our final year at Oxford in London, England. Perfect, another graduation cap for the collection and another degree in medicine for me. That makes four medical degrees, two in designing, and one in mechanics. And now it's time to choose another place to move to and start a new life. We always got to places that are cloudy almost all the time, and the only place we haven't been to yet is Forks. I knew it was going to happen. I just need to suck it up and do it.

"Come on Iz! We may have our own plane, but it doesn't wait forever!" Stacy yelled from downstairs.

"I'm coming! Just give me a sec!" I yelled back to her. The house was empty now, and everything was already being shipped to our new home. I stood in the center of my room, memories of these past few years rolling over me. I sighed.

"Hey, is everything ok Iz?" Stacy asked from the doorway. I hadn't even noticed that she came up here. I turned to her with a smile.

"Yeah, it's cool. Come on, let's go," I said as I slung my arm over her shoulders and walked out of the house. New life, here we come.

Well, what do you think? Please read and review. PS the crest pic is now uploaded to my deviantart page. The site's on my profile here on fanfic.

Nancy (aka megamatchmaker)