Disclaimer: I own nothing belonging to the Twilight Saga. I will NEVER be SM therefore make no money from this story. The plot is my own. Characters are on loan from a few friends, both of whom are sort of… co-writers I guess u could call them… character advisors. H8r's can flame but will also be ignored. Don't like it? Get over it stop reading. REVIEWS ARE LOVED! And encourage new chapters.

Chapter One: It was fright, First site.

Hey I'm Alana (A-lane-a please don't call me Alanna!) Hale, call me Lana (lane-a) and here's my story…

I grew up knowing I was a member of one of the richest and notorious families in New York. The Hale family history is a bit hazy I know only tidbits about my ancestors. My great great… that could take a while, great Aunt Rosalie Hale was the last female descendant to our family, aside from me that is. When she was 18 she disappeared the night before her wedding to Royce King Whom was found murdered the same day, it devastated my family and angered the King's. Our families still don't get along they always suspected Aunt Rose killed Royce, Me… I think it's much more than that. After the tragedy the Hale family was left without an heir to the Hale family causing her parents to reproduce again and be blessed with a son.

I'm the first female born to our family in …15? Generations, I've lost count. My parents were killed when I was 13, and seeing as my father was an only child, their deaths made me the last living Hale left. When I came home from my friend Lyss' house that night the cops were waiting on my door step they said it was a car accident, but I knew better. So when I turned 18, I became a detective in the NYPD. I reopened their case and hunted down their killers, a hit put out by a King… told you I knew better. I'll be turning 23 in a few months and no longer have the desire to be a Leo (local enforcement officer) I've quit the squad and signed a contract with a modeling company.

A month ago during a fitting in Seattle for the Vogue winter shoot, one of my assistants made a comment about a gorgeous blonde shopping in the store with a small energetic woman who could probably pass as my twin sister. She got me curious so I stepped around the corner and came face to face with the ghost of my families past or should I say vampire…

"That looks perfect Lana." Smiled Alana's personal assistant and best Friend Alyssa.

Lana smiled at herself in the mirror, "thank you Lyss."

"Yeah you make the perfect Winter Formal Ice Queen, just the look Vogue was going for." Came Mike's (Alana's bodyguard) smart-ass comment.

"Mike!" came Alyssa's fake gasp "Lana is nothing like that! Be nice and tell the bitch you're sorry."

Lana and Mike cracked up laughing, Lana was used to it they were her closest friends and knew more about her 'Diva fits' then the media did. That's why she loved them they kept her in reality even if they're on again off again relationship did give her whiplash occasionally.

"Ha ha guys, I'm going to go get out of this dress. Then! Lyss, wanna help me spend the $2000 store credit I was given?" Lana asked with a smile.

"Uh duh!" laughed Alyssa while Mike mumbled about women and shopping.

Lana heard Alyssa and Mike step into the main area of the store as she changed; they made sure to stay close seeing as leaving a supermodel unguarded wasn't the smartest thing in the world. They found that out the hard way in Montreal when a crazy fan tried to attack Alana just before a runway show, it wasn't pretty.

"Aly, You know she hates it when you call her a bitch right." Laughed Mike.

"No, she hates it when you call her a bitch; I've been her best friend for how long now? I think I know when it's okay to call my bestie a bitch." Came Alyssa's reply.

"Seattle's got it's pick of hotties, check her out." Mike smiled playfully attempting to change the subject, while pointing to a Blonde across the store "think I gotta shot?"

Alyssa elbowed him in the gut causing him to become winded. "Not looking like that, you remind me of a gaping fish. Women are turned off by that, but you're right she is cute. She..."

Alyssa turned to do a double take at the blonde "oh my god, Mike she could pass for a blonde Lana." She whispered.

"Ha Ha, I think you're…" Mike stopped to really look at the blonde and his eyes grew wide. "Your right."

Alyssa ducked behind the dressing room curtains just as Alana was finishing changing, "Lana you're not going to believe this, there's a woman out there who could pass for your twin! It's so creepy."

Alana looked at Alyssa," Where?"

Alyssa grabbed her best friends' wrist and pulled her through the curtain way and pointed out the blonde who had been joined by an onyx haired woman. Both woman looked barely old enough to touch they're 20's and we're beyond beautiful.

All of the air left Alana's lungs as the blonde raised her head from the rack of blouses she was going through. She'd seen that face before, It belonged to the woman she knew everything and yet nothing about. Alana had been given the woman's name for her middle. Her father used to tell her how much she looked like her great aunt. She would visit the oil painting daily at Hale manor when in New York to attempt to find a difference between the two, she never could. It was the reason she began dying her hair, blonde locks had been black for almost ten years now.

As if having a mind of their own Alana's feet took her to face the woman who looked like her past.

"What do you think Rose?" Alice asked, holding up a black miniskirt with a cluster of stars on the bottom left corner.

"I think it's cute, but I don't think Edward will go for it." Laughed Rosalie.

"Why not? She will love it, he just needs to suck it up and accept she's female, regardless of what he wants." Pouted Alice and she moved the skirt to her hips seeing what it would look like on her.

"Alice she's five and runs around with wolves," Rosalie commented while scrunching her nose in disgust. "What makes you think she'll want a skirt?"

"She may be turning five, but she looks like she's 16. It's only right the Renesmee gets to show off her legs. Its summer!" whined Alice.

"If you're trying to get me to convince you to buy the skirt for Nessie and not yourself you're doing a poor job of it" Giggled Rosalie. "Are you about done, I'm ready to hit the next store."

Alice shook her head "just five more minutes, there's something I don't think you should miss about to happen."

"Alice what are you up…" Began Rosalie, before she smelt human blood closer then it was a moment ago, the blood smelt familiar as if she had smelt it before. The odd part was that she wasn't as attracted to it as she should be.

Rosalie whipped around to face the human before the outstretched hand could touch her shoulder.

"May I help you?" Rosalie practically snapped.

"Rose, be nice." Hissed Alice.

"Rose?" Alana asked "As in Rosalie Lillian Hale"

Rosalie stepped back in shock, her eyes showed fear but her voice was angry "How do you know that."

"Uh, oh." Alice said quietly.

A look of disbelief and shock passed across Alana's face before her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her world turned black.

"Lana!" Alyssa called out as she ran to her friend's side followed closely by Mike.

"What happened?!" he growled out at the two women standing there.

"Lana wake up honey, come on this isn't funny." Alyssa begged while lightly tapping on Lana's cheek.

"I don't know what you mean, she just passed out." Rosalie answered Mike.

"Rose we need to get out of here. The pack is coming." Alice said quickly.

"Great just what we need." Mumbled Rose, she looked down at the girl on the floor and the store door. The resemblance was there she couldn't deny it 'but how?' thought Rose.

"Here" Alice leaned down and handed Alyssa a card with an address on it "when she wakes bring her here she'll get the answers there."

Alice grabbed Roses Arm and took off for the door.