Disclaimer: I own nothing, except for Daniyal and his friends, all original characters belong to either Stephenie Meyer or Marianne Curley respectively.

A/N: This is a crossover fic between Twilight and Guardians of Time, however it should still make sense for anyone who has read Twilight and not Guardians of time. So please read and enjoy and don't forget to leave me a review ;).

Ethan POV

Making the decision to leave Angel Falls was the hardest thing I had ever had to do; leaving behind all of my friends and family to start a new life without the Guard. For the first time since I could remember, I was free from living in fear. With the Order of Chaos already destroyed and my mum freed from the tormenting visions of my deceased sister Sera, I could see that soon she would return to the bright and bubbly person I remember from many years ago. I understood that Sera didn't know that by sending her visions, of where her soul was trapped in the underworld, she was hurting mum, but I was glad that her soul had moved on to wherever souls go and that mum was free to return to normal.

The first few weeks of being home with my family was a realisation of my childhood dreams, I had two loving parents who were happy and healthy, mum and dad seemed like a couple who just met again and our house was no longer the quiet and sad place it used to be. However, all of that happiness wasn't as great as it seems. Mum who had been locked inside her own mind for the past 12 years hadn't known me as a person since I was four years old and therefore still thought of me as her little 4 year old. The freedom to come and go as I please as I had done up until now was suddenly gone, I felt like I was suffocating. I needed space, space to be myself, to breathe and mostly to grieve.

I needed space to grieve for the loss of my soul mate who, I realised too late, was my reason for living. I was too late to save her from the poisoned arrow that killed her and only just in time to hold her in my arms before she too joined my sister in the realm of the dead.

Isabel and Arkarian were against my decision to leave; they felt I was running away from my problems and that I should instead stay and face them. Arkarian had said in a quiet voice the day I told them I was leaving:

"Running away isn't going to bring her back Ethan."

God damn him, I knew it wouldn't bring her back, but being here seeing all my friends, and even my parents wrapped up in their own love lives was like a kick in the gut for me. I had lost the one person who would be my perfect other half, she was dead and gone and no one would be able to fill the void in my heart.

So after deciding that I needed to get away I carried out some research into school exchange programmes, in the American system of schooling I would be in the 12th grade, my senior year of high school, I needed to get away from this place and the only way I could see it happening was to enroll in an exchange scheme and get away for a year and then when I turned 18 and left school I could decide where I wanted to live.

After a few hours of research I came across an exchange programme taking place in Forks, Washington. This seemed perfect, Forks was a small town nestled in the Olympic Mountain and surrounded by lush forests. It would be perfect, it would remind me of home just enough and it would be easy to go into the forest and off the hiking trails to find somewhere quiet to practice my skills and do some training.

Forks it was to be.I gave Arkarian the address of the family I would be staying with and my mobile phone number in case an emergency arose in which they would need my help. The Order of Chaos had been destroyed but Lathenia's soldiers could still be out there, perhaps some of them might attempt to pick up where she left off…

Unfortunately for me Forks was too far away for me to teleport there using my 'wings'. I was going to have to settle for the more conventional method of taking an aeroplane to Seattle, where my information pack informs me; my exchange family will collect me from. Before I left, my dad had given me the savings he had put aside for my college fund to help me out while I was away and told me he understood why I needed to get away and to keep in touch. His care was touching and it made me sad to leave him when he had done so much for me but I knew he understood why I was leaving to clear my head. I was glad he would respect my decision.

My arrival in Forks was uneventful, the weather was wet and cold but from the information I had been sent about the place I would be spending the next year I wasn't surprised that it was raining. I got off the plane and my exchange family was waiting with large sign with my name written on it. I took a deep breath pasted the smile on my face, hoping it didn't look fake and stepped forward to introduce myself.

They looked like nice people my exchange 'partner' was a boy who appeared to be the same age as myself; he was smiling and waving in a friendly manner at me. There was also a small girl with them who looked about 10 or 11 who I assumed was his younger sister and their parents were standing behind them also smiling.

Once I was standing in front of the family, I put down my carry on bag and put my hand out to shake hands with the boy.

"Hi, I'm Ethan, thanks for coming to collect me."

The boy took my hand, shook it and replied in a quiet tenor.

"No worries, I'm Daniyal, welcome to wet and windy Forks."

He grinned and me and I knew that my time with this family wouldn't be miserable; I might end up even enjoying myself. So after being introduced to the rest of the family; the little girl was Daniyal's sister and she introduced herself as Mina, his parents introduced themselves as Anna and David, we all moved to the car park to drive back to Forks.

The ride back consisted of me being asked lots of questions about Angel Falls, which whilst making me sad I had to answer so as not to be rude to my host family. They were just curious about the person who would be living with them for the next few months and for every question they asked me I got to ask them one, so by the time we reached Forks, we had covered a lot of ground and we began to relax a little bit.

Their house was your average family home with four bedrooms and a normal kitchen and living room. It was a comfy house that was obviously lived in, it was a far cry from the house I had grown up in, with my mum a manic depressive who liked to sit in the dark and my silent dad who went to work to pay the bills but had also never gotten over the death of his only daughter.

Daniyal showed me the room that was to be mine for the duration of my stay and they left me to settle in, and as he left he told me that dinner would be ready in an hour. I had an hour to unpack and relax before I had to put my happy face back on and go downstairs. It wasn't that I didn't like this family, but I was still aching inside and I knew it would take a while to get over the pain I was feeling. However, my biggest problem was facing school tomorrow. How would the locals react to me and would keeping my skills from everyone be as easy as I thought it would be? Only time would tell.

A/N: Would just like to add a big thanks to my Beta TheHobbitIvy, who is improving my writing massively :) and thanks to anyone reading this.