Summary: Marigold McLane had always been different. She had a special gift. Every since she was four, she realized that she had a gift of knowledge. She just had to look something or touch something, then she knew everything about it.

When she was eight, she and her brother went for a walk in the forest, where they got attacked by a vampire. The vampire had a black cloak on. He said that he was Demetri Volturi. He then pounced on my brother, and bit him. They then disappeared.

Since that day she had always been depressed. One day, she saw a faint figure that looked somewhat like her brother, except he was paler and had red eyes. He told her how sorry he was.

They had discovered that when they both concentrated on one another, they could talk in 'dreams'.

Soon after she realized that she could speak with the dead………………………. Even her dead twin.

OOC/AU . Takes place in new moon after Edward left, except everyone that phases in the whole series, already phased.

Disclaimer: I don't own twilight.

Chapter One

Marigold's POV

Okay, first I am going to introduce myself. My name is Marigold and I am fifteen years old. My birthday is on 7 April. When I was eight, my brother and I went on a walk in the forest. A vampire, Demetri Volturi, had attacked and took my brother, Andrew, with him.

I was depressed when my brother had been taken away from me. One day, while my eyes were closed, and I was thinking about Andrew, when suddenly he appeared. We figured out that since we were so close, we could communicate with one another if we concentrate hard.

I have two gifts. One, I can talk to the Dead. Loads of people would think that it is scary. It was in the beginning, but I got used to it. I met loads of people which were dead. I had learned everything about them.

Second, I have the gift of knowledge. I just touch something, then I know everything about it. Like, for example, I touch a flower. I can see its whole life. How it grew.

And it is because of my gifts that I am where I am now. In Forks, Washington. After my brother had 'died', my mother had gotten too depressed and went to Volterra, Italy for a break. She never came back. She had said that my gifts and my brother's 'death' was all too much for her.

My father decided we need a new start, and we moved here.

I came back to reality when I heard my dad. "Marigold, snap out of it! You really need to stop zoning out like that!" my dad chucled. I smiled. Then I sobered up. Today was Wednesday. Next Monday I would start school. "Dad," I said, "why did we move here again?" I asked. He smiled hugely. First, this is where I grew up as a young lad. Secondly, because I wanted to." He said with a huge grin on his face. Then it looked like he was remembering something. "Ah, I almost forgot. Go and get dressed, we are visiting La Push today. I want to see if I can see a few of my old friends here. Talk about old," He said, "I am getting grey!" he joked. I laughed. "Dad, you aren't old! You are 40 years old." I said, rolling my eyes. "Exactly!" He exclaimed. "You said 40 years old!" I just laughed and stood up from the table.

After washing my plate, I went upstairs to get ready. It was overcast today, but not too cold. Probably 20°C . I showered quickly and went back to my room. I put on a long black sleeved T-shirt, black leggings, a purple pleated dress, black H&M boots and a light blue C&A scarf. (A/N: Pic on profile). I put on black eye liner and mascara. I put on natural looking eye shadow. I looked into the mirror. I had just-past-shoulder length curly blonde hair, blue eyes and pale skin.

I ran downstairs and met my dad, George, at the garage. We climbed into my midnight black Lamborghini, which was decorated with two silver stars on the right side, one on the bonnet and one on the door. My dad was sitting behind the wheel, while I got in shotgun.

We pulled out of the driveway and sped off towards La Push. "Dad, am I allowed to use my gift of knowledge on people if I don't trust 'em?" I asked softly. My dad knew all about my gifts, and he was fine with it. He smiled and nodded at me. "Thanks!" I replied. A few moments we arrived at a beach and pulled into an empty parking space.

"This, my dear daughter, is First Beach." He said. We got out and looked around. People stared at us and my car, but I didn't care. This Lamborghini was especially created for me. The man that created the Lamborghini is like a second Father to me. Actually, he is my Guardian for if something happened to my dad, I would go and live with him. He created this car for me as a farewell gift when we left. He showed the world the new car he had created, and told them that it was a gift for a special friend.

We decided that we were going to walk along the shore so I pulled off my boots and rolled up the legs of my leggings. I hooked my left arm through my dad's left and walked onto the soft sand. I sighed in happiness. It was so relaxing to be here. Suddenly, I had the urge to go into the forest.

"Uh, Dad?" I asked. He looked at me. "Yeah, Hun?" he asked me curiously. "I-I need to go into the forest," I said softly. "And why is that, dearest?" he asked me. I looked down. "I, uh, don't know." I admitted. He laughed and pulled me into a bear hug. "Give me a reason, Hun." He said. Before I could answer him, I saw a boy, which looked a little like Billy Black. I remembered now, he is Jacob Black. I saw him on photo's that Billy had sent my dad a few years back.

This boy looked the same, except he was HUGE! He was only sixteen, as far as I know. He had tan skin, short chopped hair and a tattoo on his arm symbolizing that he was a protector of the tribe. Beside him stood two other boys.

"Hey dad, that over there is Billy Black's son." I told my dad. Jacob's head whipped up as if he had heard me. I turned to dad. "Looks like he had heard. Let's go over." I said. He nodded and we started toward them. Suddenly I felt a familiar tug inside my soul, and a pain shot throughout my whole body. My head felt as if it was going to explode. We were near Jacob. I gasped and fell down to my knees. It had never been this bad. Maybe Andrew was very urgent to speak to me, or excited.

Dad looked alarmed as I collapsed onto the ground. "Marigold!" he yelled. I couldn't reply, the pain was too bad. I was curled into a ball on the sand, clutching my head. "Marigold, answer me!" He called alarmed. I shook my head slightly. "Hey George, is she alright?" I heard a voice ask. "I don't know, Jacob." My father replied. I screamed as another pain shot through my body. I started trembling in fear. Was Andrew alright?

Suddenly I could see his form. He looked apologetically at me. I sat up from my position. I was still at the beach with everyone else, except it was as if Andrew were here, and he was, but only I could see and hear him. Others could probably smell and feel him if they touched him. "What the hell was that for, Andrew?" I yelled. I quickly put a hand over my mouth when I realized that I had just spoken aloud.

"Nice parvietot Goldie. Tagad mutts bija dzirdējuši jums. Tie būs smarža mani, jūs zināt, jo es esmu vampīrs" he said. I gaped at him. "Mutts?" I asked stupidly. I didn't care who heard, since Andrew and I spoke in a language that we had created. He laughed. "Vilkaci, Mari" He said. I gasped. My eyes were huge and felt as if they could pop out at any moment. I looked over at Jake.

They seemed tense and looked directly at the spot where Andrew was. I laughed.

(TRANSLATION: "Nice move, Goldie. Now the mutts had heard you. They'll smell me, you know, since I am a vampire." he said. I gaped at him. "Mutts?" I asked stupidly. I didn't care who heard, since Andrew and I spoke in a language that we had created. He laughed. "Werewolves, Mari." He said. I gasped. My eyes were huge and felt as if they could pop out at any moment. I looked over at Jake.)

They seemed tense and looked directly at the spot where Andrew was. I laughed. "Who are you talking to, Marigold?" Jacob asked. I turned around to look at him. "What ever do you mean, Jacob?" I asked sweetly. "You know exactly what I mean!" He spat. I turned around and glared at him again. He flinched away. "Good, you're scared. You should be." I said. Then I turned on my heel. "C'mon Dad, I'm taking you to Billy's!" I yelled over my shoulder.

"Hey, you don't know where we live!" Jacob exclaimed. I looked at him and raised my right brow. "Oh really? Watch me, I know everything." I said mysteriously, then turned around and walked again, my dad hot on my heels.

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