I do not own twilight.

Warning: There is rape, insest, sex, and violence.

P.S. I decided to change the last name of Sapphire.

Chapter 1

Sapphire focus. It was seven years ago. You're not going to see him again. Don't worry... Sapphire! I have got to get my head together. Oh my gosh, I'm to self conscious. What's that smell? It sort of smells like a vampire. But in this new environment so I couldn't be sour.

I looked around.

"Grate guess my day just got worse. I'm in the woods, and my foster mother thinks fighting demons is a bad 's wrong with killing something evil. If I can't be normal I should do something good. Even if all I wont is to be normal. But since I cant be normal, I had to move to a small town named forks! Who names a town after silverware?" I whispered all of this to myself with an edge, like I always do.

Forks is a dreary fog marsh in the middle of nowhere. How lucky am I that I get to live here? I thought sarcastically to myself. I hate being a witch! All I want is to be normal. Oh great. I'm doing it again. I need to learn to stop thinking and talking to myself.

I grabbed my pink mp3 out of my backpack. Maybe this will help. I pressed play. At least if anything attacks me, I cant get hurt. Maybe if I try another power-stripping potion, I can finally be normal. What was that? I looked around and saw black eyes peering with shushing with hunger or rather the thrust.

Adding this to my things to do to make things worse list.

The blond vampire had nice blond hair and olive skin like most. But he looked like a fighter. If he pounces on me, I'm going to kick his butt into the next century, and put up an electric shield. The blond crouched. Oh joy, oh joy. Get ready Sapphire.

The vampire jumped at me. I didn't even have to tell myself to strike him. It came so easily. I glanced to the side and saw something unpleasant. A demon. Why would he be hanging around with a vampire? He wasn't, thought. The vampire looked as surprised as I was. Can vampires go into shock? He seemed frightened of the demon. Either way, someone's going to die, and if the vampire doesn't leave, he will also die.

The demon had a small paper in his hand. He dropped his eyes to the paper and brought them back to me. Wanted picture. Lovely. He looked as though he was from the Demon Community. Black hair flopped in his face, and his black eyes clung to me. Wonderful. A rather charming looking demon from the horrible Demon Community is here to kill me.

The demon bowed to me. I did the same to show the mutual respect. Whoever died would be given a clean death.

"Ready for someone to die?" I asked in a sweet and innocent voice. He acted like he didn't hear me.

Oh well. I sprung upon him. He tried to block me, but I was too keen for him. Thedemon was dead before he hit the ground.

My antique knife was plunged deep into his chest. I swiftly pulled it out. Then I burned the body.

A rush of calm swept over me making me aware of the vampire still staring at me. As the calm rushed over me my head spun. He wasn't alone anymore. Several others of his kind were behind him, including a female who was gripping his arm. Ah his mate. If I kill them. It would symbolize me as person with no soul. I thought to myself. I don't really care anyhow. They don't want a fight. I'll leave them alone.

I picked up my leather sack that I left on the ground and my old spell book. Then I turned to heel with the volume on high. I felt the vampires' stair on my back, but didn't care. I'm almost used to being a freak, even when I'm among creatures that don't exist outside fairytales in the human realm. I just never quite fit in. Not even when I was changed into most of them.

I kept walking until I reached the main road to my house. I watched the cars pass me. Everyone always drives to fast on this road. I ran down it until my home came into view.

My house is one of the farthest from school, and any of my neighbors aren't close enough to hear me scream if I did. My privacy was safe. My adoptive parents don't bother me much. Especially since I keep the protected with various symbols and charms. My new home was painted a dark chocolate. On the inside the color's were three or four different shades of light browned cartons and lamp shades, with darker brown furnishings.

I opened the door and practically stomped up the stairs. I laid in bed and stared at the ceiling. I tried to ignore the fact that I was starting my new school tomorrow, and the worse fact that I was starting on my birthday. Yippy?

I woke up and took a shower, then put on a descent ripped pair of dark jeans alone with a lacey red top my mom purchased for my show-casing. I fluffed up my hair to make it a wave of wonder. I applied eyeliner to my ever-changing eyes, and cherry red lip-gloss found its way to my lips. I hurried to the car. My mom drove me to school. Even with it being my birthday, I still wasn't old enough to drive.

My mom, Cathie, was a blue eyed, black haired, rosy lipped woman. She was determined to make me happy, but it's kind of difficult. We never talked much, but when we do it's something special. My biological mother would never have that, that taking and sharing feelings thing, otherwise known as a bond! My adoptive mom knew I liked to keep the past way in the past, but I occasionally found her wondering about it.

We drove over the bridge, which ran over Calawah River. Then my mom drove into the main part of town.

We pulled up to the school office entrance, and I stepped out into the light drizzle. I remembered my first day in my old high school "Sapphire!" I walked back to my mom in the car, and she was staring at my eyes.

"Are they changing color again?" I asked. Another thing to make me a freak of nature.

Mom nodded. "Great!" I said in a mocking tone. She rolled her own eyes. "Try to keep it under control." She acted like a teenager, batting her eyes. Mom could be so strange.

I retrieved my papers from the front desk, and assured mom she didn't have to stay any longer. "Promess me you'll try to make friends." She wisperd. "I will."

She headed off to the new LaPush rollerskating rink, which she owned and ran. I went to the first class on my new schedule. Gym. It was a disaster. Everyone looked at me funny, not that I would blame them, and no one talked to me even though I tried to start conversations.

Only one girl wasn't pointing and staring at me, but she was friends with everyone there. She had red hair, chocolate brown eyes, and light skin. I can smell a vampire. This place better not be a vampire haven, or I'm going to need to run for my life.

The girl with the red hair was good at dodgeball. She was fast, and didn't even break a sweat. If there was a top three scores on who is best at dodgeball. It would be her, me, then Lily Short. She was the only person's name I heared.

After gym I had English. It was easy to jump into. The girls in class were giving me dirty looks. The only girl how wasn't, was the red-head from gym. All the guys were trying to flirt with me. There way of flirting is so not for me. They acted like puppie's. But the guys at my last school called me Maryland, because I looked like a bad girl. They where probably right to think that.

All the classes were long. And I felt like a boring know-it-all. I even understood biology. I sat alone at the lunch table, then after lunch I went into the library. In my last school, I couldn't understand any of my classes at all. Maybe it was because it was advanced. I got lost in two scents of being in the building. Then I couldn't get into my locker right before the last block of the day, and I missed a turn before I found my next class.

The last bell rang and I went to find my mom, after going to the front desk to give them a slip that all my new teachers signed. When I walked out the door I saw the blond vampire that attacked me last night. But his eyes weren't char-cole coler. They where golded brown.

When he saw me shock came on his face. I noticed the red-head girl from gym was with him and his mate. I decided they were here before me and not to bother them. I made my way through the crowd of humens to my mom. Who was on the other side of the parking lot.

We drove to are new home. We were almost home when I felt really weird. "Sapphire!" My mom screamed softly as she stopped the car. I looked at her. Her eyes looked straght ahead. I followed them. Their was the hole clan with a broken car. A blond skinny female vampire, with a big muscled vampire how had black hair where in the middle of the road looking toward the other side of the street. "Great!" I said out loud. Another demon. I thought as I was getting out of the car.

The blonde female snarled. I protended not to pay attention as I stepped forward to meet the demon. "Hello, Sapphire," wheezing voice said. Immediately I know who the man in the cloke was. Lowpair the ruler of all the witch and humen slave trading company. Filthy tradesmen. I dicided to make a bad comment. "You look like hell." I grinned. He glared at me. And the more he did the happier I felt. He gave me a quick grunt and looked away. I could feel the stairs of everyone behind my burn my back.

Lowpair wasn't annoyed as before. He gave me a quick smile,"You know why I came hear don't you." his words were not a question but a statement. I glared at him. "Yes, but you'll never get me." I snarled through my teeth. He laughed. "This is why your brother and I want you. You're a fighter, and other then that you'll make a grate trophy. Everyone in the realm of magic would pay a handsam price for you, died or alive."

I cringed then snapped my words fast, faster then ever. "Well even if I loss, I'll find a way to get away from you, even if it means death, but I've never lost and I don't plan on losing now."

"Famous last words." He chuckled.

In that moment I changed forms after calling out "Vickson." the world spun, but I was not dizzy. I felt strong. Stronger then usual. I turned invisible. Then swung myself into him making him hit a tree. I laughed. He tried to follow the sound. But I was behind him. I fliped him onto his back. He got up and ran. I followed after him. I didn't make a sound. He stopped when he thought no'one could see him.

"I'll kill her. After I enslave another innocent. I'll kill her family first. Let her suffer." He started to laugh near the end of his evil plain.

He is going to die sooner then he thinks. He likes playing with fire. I'll give him fire.

I made a fire-ball. He didn't see me coming. I throw it. He burst into flames. His body blow-up. A piece of broken knife scratched my shoulder. Grate! I'm going to die from saving my family, the vampires, friends, people I don't know, and myself. I pulled the knife out. I held my wond so there would be no freash blood. I changed back to my human form then, I walked back to the car where my mom was wating. All the vampires where together staired at my.

"Sapphire! You're bleeding!" My mom screamed.

Trust mom to make a big deal about this.

"I'm fine. Mom its just a scratch. And if you're that worried about it I'll put some alcohol on it when we get home." I spoke softly to ashore her I was fine.

She gave me a long look. Then nodded. Getting in the car. I felt the vampires stares piercing throught me.

Mom drove home not saying a word. I'm glad that my mom knows when I need time to myself.

After all I've bane through, with demons hunting me, my brother killing my real father in front of me, and having my real mother try to kill me. I'm surprised I'm not in a mental hospital.

When I got home the wound was almost heald. But I still put the proxside on it to make mom happy. Dad saw my wound and payed them no mind. Dad was a tall, dark brown haired, green eyed, and had gruff face. When I first meet him, I was running. I didn't know ware I was running to. But I know I had to run. In order to live.

I was seven. I had just bane attacked by my brother. I had just ran into some people how helped me get away. They where witches like myself. Well with one exception, the fallen star how brought me to them. They lead me into the woods. They told me about some of the things in the woods and how to protect myself. I thanked them all. They gave me there blessings. and the star, (how's name is Angel.), kneeled down in front of my and kissed my cheek.

"Good luck Sapphire. I have a feeling I'll be seeing you again. So be safe." He wisped in my hear. Then kissed me on the cheek again.

"I promise. I'll do my best to honor your wish." Then I was off.

When I was in the woods a demon was trying to finish a man off. I killed the demon before he know that I was attacking him. The man how would soon be known as my father, was unconscious. He's a witch hunter! Should I run or help him. I decided to help him. So I made shelter for both of as.

I didn't know how to make shelter using magic, so I did it by hand, grabbing leaves and sticks.

The night before then I didn't know about witch hunters. But even when I know what he was I still saved him. It was morning when he wake up. I was cleaning his wounds the best I could. Which wasn't good at all. It would be years after then, when I learned how to heal people and clean their wounds.

"How are you? And why did you help me?" He looked confused.

"My name is Sapphire Vickson." I paused. "I helped you because you wore in trouble. You needed help. And not to mention, it's one less demon on the street, or rather in the woods." I spoke. I was mostly concentrating on his wounds.

"Where are your parents?" He asked puzzled.

I winced. "My fathers died." I grilled.

"And your mother?" He urged feeling pity on me. But kept asking to finger me out.

"My mother tried killing me last night with my brother's help." I said with anger in my voice. He stared at me in shock.

"And you helped me instead of running? Why did you do that?" His voice sounded shaken.

"Like I said, you needed help so I gave it to you. And it's one less demon to worry about." I finished tending to his wounds. Even though it probably wasn't as clean as it should be. There was complete silence. I broke it. "I've helped you as best as I can. Watch out for toughs demons, and with that said, I best be off." I stood up and started to walk away.

He grabbed my hand. Stopping me from moving away from him. "Wait! You have no where to go!"

This confused me. Why should he care what happens to me? I'm a witch. Someone to hunt. Someone he's used to killing. Why be kind to me? When there are other good witches that would have done the same if they had the courage to.

He must have saw the confusion on my face because he explained himself. "Look you're a good kid. How is being hunted and doesn't need to be. So why don't you come with me."

He must be insane. His wound must be infected. He's probably sick. If I go with him he may die. "You could be killed if your seen with me. Most of the demons want me dead now more then ever. And not to mention you're a witch hunter. You would have bane hunting me if you didn't know my story " I don't want him to die. He's a good person. For even trying to help me. I have to do what I can to keep him from getting killed. Even if it means hurting his feelings. It's much better then being died.

"I don't care. And so what you're a young witch. At least you have a good heart. Listen kid I see something in you. And seeing you taking care of me before yourself, that means a lot to me. It means you've got guts and you have something else I haven't seen in a long time."

"What's that?" I asked curiously.

"A soul that is as beautiful inside and out. Someone how is brave. You're brave to have helped me, and you've proved me wrong. You have loyalty. That's what might to get you far, because you know what I was and you still helped me as dangers as it was, you did. And that's what I see in you. Bravery and loyalty"

"I don't even know your name." I felt odd.

"It's Jonathon Hunter, but you can call me John."

From then on we took care of each other. He learned not to make a big fuse when I got hurt, because he new I hated people doing that, he didn't worry over me when I was scratched up unless it was real bad. I learned the ways of the hunters I came to know them as that. They respected me, and other witches from then on.

And when Cathie came into our lives I excepted her right away. A demon had attacked her. Trying to take her to be a slave. She was fighting to get away. When my dad and I got there. My dad saved her.

My dad fell in love with the damsel in distress. I laughed to myself.

I looked at the clock 8pm. I better get some sleep. I went to bed. I didn't sleep soundly.

I woke up to early. I checked me wound. It was almost healed. It looked weeks old rather then me just have gotten it yesterday afternoon.

I got dressed in a long dark blue sleeved shirt, black jeans, and sneakers. I didn't put on any make-up hoping the boys would stop staring at me. I grabbed my bag and waited for dad to drive me to school.

"Hey, kid. Ready for school." He smiled.

I had to smile back. "Yep. But the question is are you ready for work?" I teased.

"It seems were both in a good mood to day, and are willing to do what we have to do." He said still smiling.

We got in the car.

"Dad what do you know about vampires with gold eyes?" I whispered.

"Vampires with gold eyes! What are you talking about?" He asked looking at me like I was crazy.

"Well I saw a hole clan of them two days in a row, and none of them seem to be like any vampires I've ever seen, or heard of." I explained.

"Do you think they're a threat?"

"I don't think so but I'm not sure. I'm going to try to find out some more information today, but there's something else about them. There's a girl how was with them. She smells like a vampire but she has another smell that states human."

"Get some information before assuming so soon." He said in a business voice.

"I see the girl most of the day I can probably make her spill something if she's not human. Until then lets not kill anyone just yet agreed."

"Agreed." He said pulling in to the school's parking lot. "Your mother and I will see you after school."

"Bye, Dad. I love you," I said kissing him on the cheek.

" Love you too, kid." He smiled.

I went to class. I saw the red-headed girl come in to the locker room. She looked around. When she saw me she walked over. "Hi. I'm Renesmee Cullen, but you can call me Nessie."

"I'm Sapphire Vickson." I said in a normal tone. I thought this was going to be difficult to get her to talk to me. Guess I was wrong.

"Vickson? Wasn't that a famous witch in the largest coven." She asked. Crap! If I'm wrong and she is human, I'm toast. She's looking for information.

"Yeah. My ancestors came from Salem." I blurted out. Why am I telling her this? I hope she stops there.

"That's great that you know about your past. I mean with you being a witch," she whispered when she saw that no one was looking at us.

"You know what I am." I paused. "Well, I guess the witch fell off the broom. So… What do you want to know?"

"How did you become a witch, or when did you choose to be one." She asked in a rush.

"I was born a witch, but if I had a choose I would be human." My voice sounded sad even to me.

"So, your not human?" She asked in a deranged voice.

"I'm not completely human. I have stronger feelings and senses. It's like being in a class room with kids that are slower than you, and someone asks you a question that goes to fifty answers, you know every thing before they would have time to answer one of them." And speaking of senses. Your not fully human either. "So what are you? You smell like vampire and look almost human." I whispered.

"I'm half and half." She said calmly, but she still spoke softly.

"I should have guessed, but your mother must have bin human when she had you." I spoke softly.

We had to pick partners for relay races. "Would you like to be partners?" Nessie asked.

"Sure."

We ran most of the time, so it was hard to talk. The teacher couldn't get the students to participate today. Nessie and I did do as we where told. We ran more then the others, so the teacher told us to stop, but made the others work harder then before. I saw the boys watch me run while a lot of the girls glared at me. It looks like the no make-up thing didn't work. Or maybe it was the fact that we got to sit out.

"So," I said as I sat down with Nessie, "How does you family have golden eyes?"

"My family and I eat animals instead of humans."

"Hah.. So that's why there eyes change they get dark with thirst. your eyes don't change because you have human eyes, and you don't need blood."

"How do you do that?" She asked in wonder.

"Do what?" I asked puzzled. What did I do?

"You ask a question and then after I answer you add theories that no' one has ever gotten right."

"It's a gift. I've bin able to do it for a while." It's the truth. I wasn't able to do it when I was younger because I didn't need it, and when I did I didn't know what it was. My dad calls it the gift of judgment and logic.

I gave her time to take that in. She looked at me puzzled. "Do you think you can catch on if I showed you my gift?"

"I think so, but if not, I'll keep guessing till I do." I smiled. I want her to trust me, and the worst part is I trust her with my life. And I just meet her.

"I need your hand for it to work." She admitted. I gave her my hand without hesitation. When she touched my hand my mind went into images from the past, not my past but hers.

She showed me how she was born. The Vampires, and shapeshifters fighting to save her from the Volturi. Then everything stopped.

"Your gift is sharing your thoughts and emotions when you want to, but you have to be touching someone's skin to do it." I said trying to wrap my head around it. I was gasping for breath.

"You understood everything?" She said in a tone that was meant to say, 'I wanted to know if I needed a re-run.'

"No. I got everything." I gasped.

"Are you alright?" She looked at me bewildered.

"Your powers work differently then my kinds. It made my head spin a little."

"Woops. Sorry."

"Don't be. It's who you are. I'll just have to get used to it." I smiled. She did the same in return. She feels bad for making me feel a little dizzy.

We talked about more normal things as the day went on. At lunch she sat with me and talked about are life's.

I didn't see her in math. So I sat through the boring talk on angle's. The kids in class looked at me with glares, only girls did this, and all the boys smiled. I ignored them all. I guess I'm cursed with my good looks. This sucks.

I met Nessie at her locker at the end of the day. And we walked to the parking lot. My parents where talking to Nessie's family. There all here. I don't know if meeting in a cramped parking lot is a good idea. Nessie wouldn't do anything to danger anyone, so it should be ok.

"Are you readily to met my family?" She asked cheerfully.

I nodded unable to say anything.

We walked to our families. I looked at my parents faces. My dad had a looked calm. My mom looked the same. Well I'm glad my dad hasn't tried to kill anyone.

"Sapphire this is my mom, Bella. My dad, Edward. Carlisle and Esme are my grandparents. Alice, Jasper, Emmet, and Rosalie are my ants and uncles." She told me pointing to each of them.

"It's a pleasure to meet you all." I smiled. My head spun. Why is my body so calm? And yet rejecting it.

A vampire called Carlisle stepped slowly forward smiling. He was beautiful. He looked like the sun. But behind that he looked like a smart man with a good heart. He's trying not to frighten me our my family. He had a formulary toads someone I've seen in another life but I couldn't remember how. He looks like he want's to keep piece between as. "The pleasure is all ours." He said.

His voice. Even to a witches ears, was perfect.

I looked at all the vampires faces intently. The little one, Alice looked like someone I know from one of my past lives as well.

Mary Alice Brandon. Can it be.

"How do you know Alice's real name?" Nessie's father asked in a soft, masteries voice. How? Great he can read my mind.

"You catch on quick." He added. He smiled. "Nessie was right."

I'll have to keep my mind on check then, for both are sacks.

"What do you mean by that?" He asked bewildered. He looked like he was going to say something else. But some one interrupted.

"Can you to stop talking to each other in your heads. It's annoying." The big dark haired vamp Emmet said.

Alice laughed. "Emmet she's just trying to figure a way to get Edward out of her head. She has some things she want's to keep secret. And right now she's doing a good job at it."

Next to Alice. Her mate shifted at the words that had just bane put out. A wave of calm was pushing towards me. My head was spinning faster.

Esme spoke for the first time. "Sapphire we just asked your parents if all of you would came over next Saturday for a cook out. But they said it's up to you."

I looked at my parents, then back to Esme. "We'd love too." I said in a nice voice almost sounding enthusiastic.

"Grate!" Alice interrupted inthusyasticly.

"All these years and you still one of the most grittiest people I'll ever meet." I shock my head. "I just hope you don't treat every human you meet to being a dress up genie pig Barbie."

Everyone of the Cullen's laughed. Except for Alice. She just shock her head and made a faces that looked disappointed.

"You must have known Alice pretty well back then." Edward said with a tint of humor.

Oh, yes. A little to well.

In that instant my arm felt it was on fire. A witch as in danger nearby. "Dad there's another one." He looked at me, then nodded. He know what I meant.

I hope you like it... Please R&R.

P.S. forgive my spelling please.