Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. Sorry.

Chapter One

Everybody died in my coven. I'm all alone. I tried to stay away from the images, the talking, and the sounds. But it was hard. I was lifeless, even when I am dead. I can't…I can't do anything anymore. I don't have the motivation. I'm a pureblood vampire. Strong, beautiful, independent, alone, sad, forgotten…

I have a house in Greece. A big, white, three story, house. I'm planning to go join another coven. The leader…his name is Carlisle...I think. I heard they accept vampires of any kind, only if you're not evil and you won't kill his son's wife. Her name...Bella or something and their child. Some really long name, I forgot.

I forgot because…because my father talked about it. He was good friends with Carlisle. I don't like to think or talk about my father and brother. It hurts too much. I know regular vampires don't cry, but I do. I'm not like that kind of breed. I can cry. Only black tears.

Since you don't really know me yet, I'll tell you about myself. I bet you're wondering, anyway. I have light brown hair, gray eyes, and red lips. Very simple. I don't think I'm beautiful, like all vampires are supposed to be. My power is that I can see the date a person will die on. I have to write every date down on a piece of paper and when they die, I have to collect their souls and pass them on. I guess you can call me "the angel of death."

It was really hard, when I saw my father's date pop up. And my brother soon after that. I had a difficult time telling them, and passing them on. I can never die, because I'm already dead. You can't burn me in a fire and kill me. You just can't. You can't rip me apart and through my body pieces in a fire, and think that I'd die. Cause' I can't. And you can't. It's not possible.

I like running, vampire speed. The wind in my face, the leaves in my hair. It's very peaceful, when you're angry. I love swimming. I don't really like shopping a lot, but I do shop. I'm a good drawer, I think. I love reading. I like writing. I hate writing done people's dates when they're going to die. I even know what time. It's horrible. Sometimes I think I'm a cursed vampire. It's not fun.

Anyway I'm leaving in a few hours. I'm going to Forks, Washington. I'm not even going to call my dad's old friend. His daughter, Alice, I think, should see my coming. After all she is the one that can see the future. I have to back up all my stuff. My dad's picture, my brother's. I have to pack the important stuff. My black and write painting that I made. The books I'm either taking or leaving. Everything.

My black and white paintings, I think they're pretty good. I have one that's the ocean, a tree, my dad, the house, a flower, and a dozen seashells. I have pictures I took in Big Bear. The snow, a bear, a fish in a stream, hills, mountains, and icicles. I'm all taking them. They were all part of my life. Each picture holds a beauty, which no vampire can pull off.

It was time. Time to leave. I got on my first class plane and traveled to the states. I snuggled in my seat and looked out the window. The sunset, it was beautiful. I took out my camera and took a picture. I gave myself a personal note to put it in a frame and in my room. If they allow me to live there.

A few hours later, I got off the plane and got a taxi. When I got in the guy was staring at me and almost got into a car crash. I saw his date and minutes left, when he served into the other line. He should be happy that I shouted at him and saved his ass. The taxi guy dropped me off at the hotel I was staying at. Just a plain Courtyard. Nothing special, but I did get their biggest room.

Full bed, full bath, large walk in. Everything that makes a suit a suit. I got my bags and checked in. I got into the elevator and went to room 2775. I walked in and was completely satisfied. Big bed, long walk in, balcony, everything. I turned on the TV and changed into my sleeping clothes. Black sweatpants and a black tank top. Nothing much.

The lady in the front desk, she was old. She had exactly 123 days and 2 minutes before she dies. March 4th. I wonder if I had to come back here. Usually I just know when and where to go, out of a little instinct that I never got. It's really sad to pass someone on, it's always sad.

I read 4 books that night, since I don't need to sleep. I finished the fourth just around 4:02 in the morning. Then I started to plan. I would probably go to Forks High School, because my body looks like a 17 year-old, but really I'm, like, 112. I didn't call because I didn't have their phone number and I didn't really want to take to them just yet. I'd probably see their numbers and then I would be very uncomfortable.

I remembered my father said that one of them had a mind reading power. I have to remember that. I have to; I don't want things to slip. I also heard from my brother, before he died, that there was a new edition. Some dude from Alaska and his girlfriend.

I'm not going there because I have to. I'm going there because I'm tired of being alone and I need a family. I got up and looked in my bag for something to wear. I picked bright blue skinny jeans, white converse, and a striped gray and white v-neck shirt. Nothing much.

I bet that future seeing girl will see me coming. I sighed mentally. I hate my power. Why can't it be useful? It sucks. A few hours later I went to the bathroom with my clothes in my hand. I wanted to be fresh and clean when I meet them. First impression is everything. I set my clothes down and hopped in the shower. I took an hour long shower and got up to meet a steamy bathroom. I liked playing with the fog, it was fun. Even for a 17 year-old, I'm very immature.

I didn't put any makeup. Who needs it? I don't need powder; I already have a smooth clear face. I don't need mascara; I already have long thick black eyelashes. I don't need lip gloss or lipstick. I have moisturized red lips already. Unfortunately.

I put on my clothes and started to pack up. I put everything back and went down the hall. I picked up the newspaper on my way out. I felt like there was something important there. I looked down at the front page. I gasped in awed. It said, there on the front page, that the guy Carlisle got an award for being the best doctor. Wow.

A vampire\human doctor. Impressive.

I pushed the down button and it glowed a bright yellow. I waited and read the comics at the back, when the door opened. I stepped inside and pushed the down button again and it glowed a bright green this time. About 5 minutes later I was checking out. The lady wasn't there today. A different guy was there. His numbers would last him about…about…until his about 103. He was healthy; I didn't have to worry about him.

I got into my black Land Rover and drove to Carlisle's house. On my way there, I was kind of scared. Scared that they wouldn't….nevermind. I took a deep breath and looked out the window. It was a lane into the dark green forest. An unusual place for a family of humans to be, but a very different story when it comes to a family of vampires and their hybrid.

I locked my doors. I didn't know why. I just feel safer when the doors were locked. Well, if somebody attacks me I won't die anyway. Sometimes I wish I could die. I never wanted this life and my power just makes it worse.

Seeing people's numbers every single day, for 112 years makes your life very boring. My power just makes me sad or angry. I try to not think about it, but I just can't help it when I see them. It's even sadder when you see it on a little girl. And why do sick people always look happy. Its like, "Hello, Your dying here!" But I guess those people want to die happy so the be happy. I bet they choose not to think about it, too.

This was a long lane, maybe I was lost. But then a break in the trees grew. A big white house and 11 people were standing outside. They couldn't see me because my windows were too tinted. But I could see them.

They were tense, alert. They faces showed no emotion. They stood straight and stiff. I looked at everybody's faces. I looked at the child. She was beautiful. Muddy brown hair and ringlets falling down here back. She looked like a 7 year-old. I moved to the mother I supposed, since she was holding the girl in her arms.

Same muddy brown hair and a perfect small face. Beautiful again. I looked at the husband. He looked like he was hiding a smile. Oh! Must be the one with the mind reading powers. He nodded at me once. I smile, he was sweet. His smile grew bigger. I looked over at a big muscle guy. Very buff.

I looked over at a stern blonde. Her look could seriously kill a human. It was scary. A short pixie girl was standing there, eyes unfocused. I looked over at the man holding her hand. Dirty blonde, gold eyes. They all seemed to have golden eyes. They were vegetarians. I am, too, but I have gray eyes somehow.

I turned my head to the right and caught a glimpse of bright light. I looked back and it was my dad's friend. He was so bright. Interesting, but then again he was in the sunlight. But he wasn't sparkling, he was glowing.

I looked next to him, a small petite woman stand beside him. She was wearing very formal mother clothes. Must be the mom. Then I looked at the house. It was white and looked like a three-story house. I hope there is enough room.

Blue windows and a white porch. Pretty house. I swept the porch, when I came to two people holding hands. I looked at the girl. Another blonde. Must be wife or girlfriend. She had the look of every dumb blonde. Gold eyes, blonde hair, girly clothes. But I wasn't interested in her I was interested in the guy she was holding hands with.

He had brown hair and blue eyes. His eyes weren't gold, like mine somehow. Kind of buff, but not as big and buff as the one I just looked at. Peach lips, nice body….The mind reading guy flinched at the thought. "Sorry." I thought. He nodded his head again and waved for me to come out. Everybody gasped at the gesture. The blonde dude looked at the pixie girl and whispered something that I couldn't hear.

She then raised her hand and slapped him in the head. I took a deep breath and opened the door. I slowly stepped out. The guy that I was fantasying about didn't look stiff; he looked fluid even when still. I turned around and closed the door. Carlisle took one look at me and smiled.

He walked over and immediately hugged me. I took in his smell. Pear and light strawberries. Everyone gasped, when he hugged me. He let go and introduced me.

"Family, this is Adriana, a old friend's daughter."

I looked at them and they suddenly didn't look tense. The girl with the child in her arms, put down the child and only holded her hand. Everybody turned from tense and stiff to laid back and fluid.

"Please, come in." He said, putting his arm over my shoulders. I didn't move, I had a question.

"Uh, could I stay here? My dad and brother died about a year ago and I don't want to be alone." They didn't know I had daydream nightmares at night. I close my eyes and then a nightmare starts, every night. I'm lucky if I don't scream. Well, now it's not really a secret, now the mind reading dude knows, great. He chuckled.

"Sure, you are always welcome here, Adri." Wow, I already have a nickname. Cool!

They lead me inside and into a living room…I think. I sat down on the floor since every seat was taken. It was ok, I didn't care. Carlisle pulled a chair and sat down in it. "So tell us about yourself and why you are here, if you don't mind." I shrugged my shoulders. "Sure, I don't mind, but could I know them," and gestured my hand around the room. "Oh, of course, I forgot. Sons, daughters please introduce yourself."

They nodded at once. I looked at the first one.

"I'm Edward, my power is mind reading." I nodded.

"My name is Bella, Edward's wife. My power is a metal shield, if you can call it that." I laughed, she was sweet and funny.

I turned my head and looked at the next.

"I'm Rosalie, I'm just beautiful." She said smug. I just looked away.

"I'm Emmet, the husband" and pointed at Rosalie, "I'm just super strong." I laughed. He was going to be funny. I turned toward the door.

"Hi I'm Alice, wife of him" and pointed to the guy next to him. "I can see the future and I love your clothes! Oh and I love shopping, BTW," Alice said in text form. I laughed. Funny people here. Bella yelled at the child and next thing I know, something is tugging at my sleeve.

I looked down, it was the child. She motioned me for me to pick her up. I heard Bella say no, but I didn't listen. Instead I bended down and said hi in a sweet voice.

She looked at me and touched my cheek. Her cold hot touch stung, it was weird. I saw a question. It asked what my name was and what is my power and an explanation right after that to explain why she was asking.

I looked at her and sighed. "My name is Adrianna and my power might be inappropriate for me to tell you, sweetie." She sighed, when not knowing what my power was. "I'm Reneesme I can plant pictures in people's minds."

"That's nice, honey." She smiled and walked back to her mom, Bella. I looked back at Alice and she looked at me like I was her new best friend. Yeah, right. I smiled at her and got one back. I turned at the one holding her hand. I nodded at him, to go and introduce himself.

"I'm Jasper. I know what people are feeling and I can make them feel an emotion." I nodded slowly…he was strange. The mother figure came in and introduce herself. "Hi, darling. I'm Esme. I do not have a power; neither does my husband, Carlisle."

"Nice to meet you, Esme" and I shook her hand. Then I looked at the couch to the right. The guy and the girl on the porch were there, watching me. The girl glared at me with evil eyes, but the guy looked at me with a strange feeling in his eyes that I didn't know.

I looked at him first and he spoke softly, his voice like silk and wind chimes. Beautiful. "Hey. Uh, my name is Nick and my power is that I can turn invisible." I smiled at him, to show him I listened. A few seconds later, I finally got that Nick's power was very dangerous. He could be like a peeping Tom or maybe something worse. Edward started laughing non-stop.

I turned my head slightly and look at the blonde chick next to Nick. I already didn't like her. She was wearing so much makeup that I thought that she was a clown at first glimpse. I laughed at the thought.

"I'm Tanya NICK'S girlfriend." I clearly caught girlfriend, since she said it so loud. I didn't respond to anything she said, even though I heard loud and clear. I looked at her. Then her numbers popped on. 12 days and 2 hours. She only had a couple of days. She better make it good and she better be nice to me. Because I would be doing her a favor for saving her ass.

"I'm sorry." I said sadly. She stared at me and said, "What?"

"I said, I'm sorry, you don't….don't have long." She cocked her head. She didn't understand. Then Carlisle spoke, "Would you like to tell us about yourself. I still don't know your power, your father never told me." I nodded my head. He never told anyone outside my family. He didn't like my power anymore than I did.

"Sure, sure." Well, here is the story of my life. Well…the parts I remember.

"I can see a person's date, time, and how much time they have left, before they die. That is my power. I have to write their dates down and try to save them or collect their soul when they die and pass them on. That's why I said I was sorry, because Tanya only has 12 days and 2 hours left."

They all gasped and looked at me then at Tanya. Esme spook then, "You sound like you hate your gift."

"It's not a gift; it's more like a curse. When I had to pass on my dad and my brother, it was hard. How would you like it if you had to pass on Carlisle or even Reneesme? It's hard and sad. Plus all the other countless people."

"Oh, I didn't know. I'm so sorry."

"Don't be, I'll learn to love my power." I mumbled. I know they heard me. "Yes." Was all she could say.

Carlisle got up and showed me my room. I learned that since Edward, Bella, and Reneesme stayed in their cottage in the woods, not for from the house, I could have the whole 3rd floor to myself. I earned a study, 3 bathrooms, one big room, a balcony, many many windows, and glass double doors that lead out by a stream in the woods. It was very peaceful. I could see everything.

I took out my paints that I knew I was going to use sooner or later. I painted the hall dark blue, the bathrooms a light green color, and my big room a dark shade of purple. All in vampire speed. I then painted the door a dark blue, too. Probably the only dark blue door in the house.

I got my blow drier and took it all around the hall, baths, bedrooms, and doors. In about an hour alone I had one heck of a room. Everything was dry. I went to my room and got my pictures out. I decided to leave the furniture white. They might not like it.

I put the black and white photos on the wall and all the color one's on the desk. There was only one color photo on the wall with all the black and white ones. The sunset when I was leaving Greece. I thought it looked great.

I brought my sheets with me. They were zebra style, expect it was white and light purple. I stood back at my room. It needed something and then I remembered my bid grand daddy clock in my bag downstairs. I rushed down and took it in one arm and ran back.

I put it up in a corner. It's brown giving it a nice touch to my room. Now it was finished. Somebody knocked on the door down the hall. I wonder who it was. I ran and opened the door to find Nick there standing staring wide eyed at the door itself.

"Are you ok?" I asked nervous. His eyes flickered to life and said, "What did you do, Adri?" he sounded kind of mad.

"You….don't…like it?" I said sadly. I was hurt. How rude. I thought he would like it. He shook his head "no." "No, I really like it. I'm speechless, its' really good. What else did you do?" He peeked around the door. I turned and walked away if he wanted to come he would. If he didn't then that's fine. He followed me in and gasping at everything he saw.

"Alice would think you're some kind of bedroom designer. How did you learn to paint like this?" I looked over at him and smiled. He smiled back. "Oh, practice I guess." Ah…he was cute. Then everything turn into a nightmare. Tanya went up to my room and started to mock me, criticized my work, and I think she called me something I shouldn't say.

I worked so hard on this. She was on the verge of mocking my work on my room that Nick really liked. Nick's why of shutting up Tanya just made it worse. He rushed over to her and made out with her right there in front of me. It was gross. Tanya was taking off Nick's jacket when I had enough. I pulled them out of my room and down the hall. I pushed them down the stairs.

I yelled at them, "Go get a room, before you start walking in and making out!" I locked the door and went back to my room. I felt satisfied enough.

But it felt like my heart was breaking.