A/N: I do NOT own any of the Twilight series or the characters in those books.

Stephanie Meyer does.

This takes place during 2000. 5 years before the Cullen's meet Bella.

It was just a normal day in the Cullen household. But that quickly changes when three people, or vampires, you could say, appear at the door, holding four books. One very familiar, two not so much. Who are they? Why are they here?

Prologue

Alice's P. O. V

It is so boring. I thought. My family was sitting around me, looking equally bored. Everything was always the same here. For us vampires anyway. Edward was scowling as usual, Emmett was staring at Rosalie and she was staring back. Ugh, I shuddered. Poor Edward. He was probably drowning in all the mushy thoughts. Carlisle was sitting beside Esme on the love seat, and Jasper, my Jasper, was sitting with his arms around me. I wish something exciting would happen. I thought. Suddenly I felt a vision hit me.

There were three people, I saw, standing in front of our door. Vampires, I realized. The male turned around and I stifled a gasp. It was Edward, but he was different somehow. He was happier and more brighter looking than our Edward. Before I could dwell on it, he turned back around to talk to the girl, women, I corrected, who was standing beside him. She had long chocolate brown hair and was slightly shorter than Edward. But she was beautiful, nonetheless. I noticed that she had topaz coloured eyes, like us. She was a vegetarian. She drank only animal blood. This person gently put her delicate looking hands on the little girl's shoulders, who was standing in front of them. This girl looked about seven years old, and she was also beautiful, with bronze locks cascading down her back. She was holding four thick books that looked too heavy for her delicate arms .She turned around to smile at the older vampire and Edward. I gasped as I saw her face. It looked too similar to Edwards to be a coincidence. She raised her hand to knock on our door as I felt myself returning to reality.

I shook myself as I returned, just to get a hold on myself. Everybody was looking at me worriedly, except Edward, who looked shocked. Do you know those people, Edward? I thought to him. He shook his head.

"Are you alright, Alice?" Esme asked me, concern marring her features.

"I'm fine Esme," I replied laughing nervously," but I think we're going to have some – uh... strange visitors coming soon."

Carlisle was immediately at my side. "What visitors? Are they also vampires? Do we know them, Alice? Did you see their faces?"

As I opened my mouth to reply, we heard some voices at the door. Everybody tensed up smelling their scents. Emmett, Jasper, Rosalie, Carlisle and Esme turned to look at Edward, who to their surprise, was not standing outside the door where the smell was coming from.

One scent, I realized, was Edward's, but the other two I didn't recognize. To our immense surprise, we could hear a heartbeat, beating quiet fast.

"We can't open the door," I hissed to Carlisle," Someone might lose control!"

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Hello? We mean no harm." A familiar voice rang out. It was Edward's voice. No, I thought to myself, it can't be. He's sitting beside me... isn't he? I checked. Yup, he was, pinned to the couch by all those wide eyed stares my family was giving him. I must be going mad... but why are everybody else reacting this way too?

I whispered to Edward." Can't you read their minds?"

"No, I can't." He hissed furiously back." It's like their minds are being blocked by a shield or something."

Another voice rang out, a more female one. "Please? I promise you that nobody will lose control. Renesmee doesn't smell like food, anyway."

"Thank you, mommy. You don't smell like food either" A high voice wind chime voice rang out, as Edwards double chuckled.

Mommy? I thought. Vampires can't have kids... or can they? No, of course they can't.

As I was having this inner discussion with myself, I saw Carlisle, whose curiosity had probably gotten the better of him, walk calmly to the door. His face changed into one of welcoming friendliness- I wish I could do that. I thought, - and opened the door .

"It's about time. What took so long?"

Sorry about the shortness.

Next will be longer. Promise.

A/N: The mysterious guests meet the Cullen's of 2000... what are they doing here?