Ok everyone, this is my new story. This just came to me about a month ago, but I just haven't had time to type it up. Let me know what you think.

A loud crack of thunder jarred me from my sleep. It took me a few minutes to realize I was no longer in forks, but in San Francisco. So much had changed since last year it was hard to believe and I let myself analyze the past events.

One year ago I was left by my one true love, Edward, and his family. He had been my life, my very existence. But I wasn't good enough for him. He was beautiful, graceful, and an immortal vampire. I was plain, clumsy and a human. At least I thought I was human.

Six months after the Cullen's departed I learned I wasn't Charlie and Rene's daughter. I was the daughter of Piper and Leo Halliewell. They had been forced to give me up for adoption, for someone was after me. A demon. He had wanted to raise me to rule the underworld as queen. So with heavy hearts Piper and Leo along with my aunts, Phoebe and Paige, bound my powers and gave me to Charlie and Rene. But the demon did not give up. He searched for me for 18 years. When he found me, he offered me power and love, but I refused. Angered he attacked but two men appeared in a swirl of blue and white lights. They vanquished him and took me to their home.

Not long after I found out who I was. My real name had been Isabella Prudence Halliewell, and the two men who had saved me were my brothers. After that I had my powers unbound and moved into the manor. Charlie and Rene understood and I still loved them dearly.

I love my new family. My mom was wonderful. She had easily become my best friend and the kind of mother I always wished I had. She was so different from Rene. Mom was a natural caregiver, always taking care of us kids. My father was a lot like Charlie though. He was protective and kind, but unlike Charlie I could talk to dad about anything. I found myself becoming a daddy's girl. Chris and Wyatt had become my rocks. They were always there for me to comfort me when I would get overwhelmed of frustrated when I couldn't get a spell right. I depended on them so much, and they were the only ones I had told about the Cullen's.

Aunt Phoebe and Aunt Paige were also two of my best friends. Aunt Phoebe was the one I could go to, to get advice. She had two sons, Victor and Patrick. Vic was 13 and Pat 8. Aunt Paige was the fun aunt. She was the one I could go to when I was bored. She could always make me laugh and was always trying to give me a makeover or get me a guy. She also had two sons, Henri Jr. who was 16 and Matthew who was only 5. My uncles where goofballs half the time. Uncle Coop was aunt phoebes husband and was a cupid. He helped people find true love and I sometimes wondered if he knew about me and Edward. Uncle Henri was Aunt Paige's husband. Besides grandpa victor he was the only mortal in the family.

Recollecting my thoughts I pulled myself from my bed and walked over the full length mirror standing in the corner. I had changed a lot the past year. My hair was shorter but still the same mahogany brown. My skin was still deathly pale. My body had filled out into a womanly shape rather than the scrawny shapeless one of my youth. My taste in clothing had drastically improved (something I know would have made Alice happy) and thanks to the females of my family I now regularly wore heels.

With one final look in the mirror I headed for my shower with a since that something big was about to happen.

Well that's the first chapter. I already have the second chapter halfway ready, but I'm not going to upload it until I know someone is going to read it and review it. All my other stories have only had a few reviews and I don't have time to waste. So please let me know if you are interested in me continuing the story. Thank you.