"No."

My voice was weak. I didn't have to put much strength into it. I knew it would be pointless. She was older than me, my sister. She was born precisely two years three months and sixteen days older than me; but who was counting.

I knew the moment she asked me if we should try to hit up another part of town before heading back to our 'home'. Something about today felt off, I had said the appropriate response. However, it's but common logic that if their older they don't listen to a word you say…no matter how much they care about you.

She looked at me with dancing eyes. They shone with determination even in the darkness of the cold street. Frost floated down to decorate her hair and my breath was clearly visible now. It didn't matter. We were used to it.

We were…homeless; by definition. Never staying in a town too long before moving on to the next. We made it by from reselling things we found on the street to passers bye. It was never anything worth the money by any means. We got our ones and fives from sympathy…not that I minded. Money was money and it would pay for our food or our blankets.

Today's item for sale was used pencils and half empty packets of gum.

It would be a hit.

Sarcasm intended.

"Let's go, Nali." She commanded lightly. Looking back over her shoulder at me. Her sharp, seventeen year old features were softened seeing my distressed look.

I looked brokenly down at our satchel. It contained ten dollars and eighteen cents. Not our biggest profit for a day but it was enough for us to grab a dinner to share. It would be our only meal today. My sister however was a dreamer.

I sighed and continued on after her, my stomach dropping as we left another lighted street for one that's street lights buzzed and fizzed until they flickered out upon our entering.

This was not a good idea at all.

Two people stood rigid at the end of the alley. We shouldn't have approached them but we did anyways. Bad idea.

The girl was inhumanly beautiful with hard porcelain skin and thick red lips and fiery hair matching her red eyes perfectly. I was never a fan of contacts when it wasn't Halloween it just gave everyone an 'I'm trying too hard to be cool' look.

The man was beyond intimidating and stared us down with a fake smile. His head tilted to the side slowly and he seemed to be breathing in some smell. Creep. His smile widened as my sister foolishly dragged us closer. I pulled back against her grip.

It seemed off.

"Hello, would you want to buy some pencils or gum? Me and my sister need the money to eat supper and-"She stopped, in a trance. Her eyes seemed to have glazed over and I looked curiously at her. Why had she stopped her speech? She couldn't have forgotten her lines.

Her posture went rigid then slumped suddenly as if hypnotized. I tugged once more on her sleeve, sighing in relief as she seemed to snap out of it.

"Come on, now." I gritted out. I couldn't seem to even open my mouth up wide enough out of fear.

The command wasn't lost this time on her and she nodded, stepping backwards quickly and clumsily.

I stepped backwards too, my heart was beating faster and faster, I couldn't look away from the man's eerie stare.

There was a quick and strong yank on my arm and I let out a short shout of pain. I looked over to see my sister was no longer at my side. The woman, too, was gone. I bit down hard on my lip, not caring about the blood I sent pooling into my mouth.

My walking turned to running and I sent a frantic glance over my shoulder.

Where was she?

"Megan?" My call was as frantic as the panic I felt.

There was no response.

I called again and again, still looking back at the man; he had not moved a muscle since I first saw him. His expression unwavering. His eyes, unblinking.

The only thing I could hear was the slow dripping of a broken pipe nearby. Its drips seemed to go hand in hand with the ticking of a clock.

My heart was beating uncontrollably.

I wondered briefly how it would look to read in a newspaper 'homeless teen dies of heart attack in alley.'

I couldn't look away I couldn't even blink.

Then I did…and when I opened my eyes…he was gone.

I stepped backwards again and rammed hard into a solid wall of granite. I let out a soft scream I hit it. The silence went on and I felt frozen; unable to move. Fear.

The silence was broken and now…I wish it never was. One should never have to listen to your own sisters screams- knowing your next.

A cold hand wrapped around my waist and a hot breath went onto my neck.

I begged for death to take me.

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Rosalie's Pov

"Carlisle." I growled

He looked back at me. His thoughts were clearly the same as mine as he nodded stiffly back.

The change had been going on for too long for us to suck the venom out. She would become a vampire.

I cringed, looking down at her. Her brown hair was strewn about in every direction as she withered in pain, her screams rocking her whole body as she burned from the inside out. It was all too real. Flashes of my own changing shot through my mind as I watched in a sickened fascination. Her life was ruined and she was only a child.

Emmett picked her up in both arms and held her convulsing body tightly to his chest. His eyes looked protectively down at the frail girl.

"Quickly now, we don't want to have the cops come down here when were still here." Carlisle sighed.

I nodded somberly, looking over at my mate who nodded back; speeding off towards our house.

Esme would be shocked but she would be happy, in the end, she always wanted a child in the house; even if she appeared to be a teen it was all so new to us.

I felt myself get slightly maternal as well, just looking at the girl, blood ran out of her mouth and she looked so broken…tears were streaming down her face. She probably didn't even realize that she was being carried.

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Nalia's Pov

My body was trembling and full of fire. Oh how it burned but…as long as it lasted I knew somehow it hadn't been any longer than two days that I screamed. It felt like two eternities. Two whole lifetimes I begged death to just take me and two whole life times that I felt nothing other than pain.

Is this all that death was? It was just fire and pain?

Perhaps I'm in hell.

Then why is their laughing?

They're not laughing at me though…I can tell.

Some joke maybe?

Who jokes in Hell…?

There was silence. How I hated silence. "She's awake."

"I think we can tell Edward." Another voice snapped.

I clenched my eyes shut even more trying to stop the light from penetrating my eyelids like it did.

"I'm sorry for stating a fact, Rosalie." He growled. I shivered hearing the low menacing tone the animalistic sound had to it.

My eyes snapped open, I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't take hearing but not seeing. I had to know where I was at least…

The room was white and sterile; the walls were glass and sun streamed in through the windows. I cringed once more; looking blankly at one of the bookshelves in front of me.

"Hey, girlie." A low voice boomed.

My head snapped around at an inhuman speed and I gripped the cot I lied on with all my might, trying to stop the world from spinning. My eyes adjusted to the light and I let out a sigh of relief, feeling a little bit more in control of my body now. I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and looked up at the source of the voice.

He was tall, ridiculously so, and muscular. His eyes were twinkling with a cross between mischief and delight and his arms were crossed playfully over his chest. I couldn't help but be drawn to his wide smile and flashing teeth.

There was a woman next to him. She was beautiful for every way that he seemed strong. She seemed cold hearted to me…at least until she let out a smile seeing my fear or at least I assume I must have looked afraid. I couldn't help but let the image of the red haired woman seep into my mind.

The next person was who seemed to be a doctor. He seemed kind enough; a leader. His arm was wrapped protectively around a woman I assumed to be his wife. She seemed kind as well. I relaxed slightly seeing this.

Then there was a scrawnier but taller male. He had wild bronze hair and dark eyes. He seemed to be calculating me in some way so I flinched back some and leaned into the direction of the first couple. However the Penny head, who had looked calculatingly at me, seemed to calm down some and let a small smile onto his face.

I had a feeling there was more to their family but they just weren't in the room at the moment. I still felt crowded.

"Why don't we leave her be so she isn't so crowded and let Carlisle have a word with her?" Penny head smiled kindly at me. To which I nodded thanks.

They all groaned but followed him out slowly, the doctor's wife pecking him sweetly on the lips before leaving.

"Now I'm going to explain some things that won't make much sense at all to you but no questions until the end alright?"

I only nodded and looked curiously at the man in front of me.

"Me and all the people you just saw…and you now…are vampires." He started. My mouth dropped in protest and a retort was waiting on my tongue but I swallowed it down seeing the stern look on his face. "You were changed two nights ago when a human drinker bit you. My family and I have all chosen to drink animal blood because it's what we feel is right. None of us want to have to kill people to live." I nodded slowly, looking stupidly at him. "I'm the leader of this 'coven' and you don't have to join…if you don't want to. I wouldn't force you into anything you don't want."

He stopped talking and I only stared blankly at him. "You can talk now." He smiled.

I nodded and looked carefully into his amber eyes "So…you're a vampire….?" I almost laughed. "And expect me to believe I am too."

He only nodded. "What other reason would you thinks there is if you got bitten by someone I'm guessing with red eyes and then underwent the change for two days."

My mouth dropped. He was making sense but…it just wasn't true. What happened last night wasn't true…

If it was…then…

Then…

…

"No." I growled, sounding a lot like the animal I had heard earlier. My eyes narrowed at him. "What kind of …"

I sighed and stood abruptly up from the bed and pushed past the man. I snarled as he tried to 'reason' with me.

I marched out of the room, my eyes scanning the possible directions I could take in this house to get out. I backed up slowly and instantly regretted it. I slammed hard, with new speed and strength into a mirror.

Shards flew everywhere and cut deep into my skin. I let out an animalistic hiss of pain as time went by in slow motion. Shards froze in midair and I felt them stop deep into my flesh.

I looked over at the clock on the wall. It was frozen. The hands didn't move, neither did the suspended shards. It was a deadly sort of beautiful. I stared sadly down at a piece on the floor. Nothing made sense anymore.

Nothing.

I reached for it with a shaking hand. My skin was pale and porcelain, there wasn't any blemish or scrape it was a flawless beauty. I marveled at it and picked up the mirror; my hand dropping it instantly. A new cut formed onto my hand but healed in a matter of seconds…I blinked and it wasn't there. I had grabbed the mirror too hard then…

I reached for it again, dodging slowly past the frozen shards in my way. I picked it up with my mind out of my body. I was like a robot doing the motions without really feeling.

I looked at my reflection. It was still me. Same brown curls, same long nose and same pouty lips. I didn't even bother to look at my eyes; they had always been a nice silver blue. A gold band around the middle and dark blue surrounding the outside. I knew them so well. So when did look at them I screamed.

They were as red as blood.

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