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Prologue

I can distinctly remember the last night of normalcy I was blessed with, the last night that my family was alive and my older brother was human. There was snow covering the ground in the small town that I was raised it. It glittered like a thousand diamonds in the moon light. I stood on the front pourch for an uncountable amount of time letting the peace seep into my body and mind even as the cold bit at my exposed skin. My mother was the only one up and the T.V. was playing in the background. I could hear her shifting in her recliner as her soft laugh reached my ears through the door. It always reminded me of the tinkling of bells. I could hear my father's light snores coming from the back bedroom and my brother's stereo playing quietly in his room. The song some new age rock hit that he absolutely loved, the same one he plays everytime he's in the car today. It was something I took for granted then. Something that was boring and uneventful even on the most exciting days. Now, they are something I cherish. They are something that also make me regret who I am and what my job is today. It is not something you can run from or I would, believe me.

My name is Linzie Dayton. I am seventeen years old, an orphan, and a mythical being. Well, at least that is what I call it. I am The Slayer, not a, THE. There have been many throughout history and all of them have been leading up to my birth. I killed my first vampire at thirteen. Three years later, an elite group of vampires came to my home, slaughtered my parents, and changed my brother. The Volturi. They had been able to find , train, and then kill all the other slayers. It was their way of keeping a check on their power, their way of looking for me. None had ever reached the age of maturity apart from me. I'm trapped in the body of a seventeen year old until one of them can succeed in killing me. I look a bit older than that, not much. Maybe five years. Sadly, unlike vampires, my body still functions. I'm still a normal human. Except for the immortality part. I still have a freakin period. The only good part about that is I can have kids.

After my parents were murdered and my borther was changed, we took a year away from civilization. I would not be able to stop myself from killing my brother if he ever harmed a human. It's just not how I worked. So, we rented a small house off in the woods in order for him to gain control of his blood lust. He always said that having a slayer as a sister helped him not want to taste human blood. He helped me train. I knew how older vampires worked. They were not so focused on eating people that they could not defend themselves, and more often than not they never went for the obvious kill. Carson was a way for me to learn how to fight against newborn. Now, I'm glad that I did.

We left home about a week ago, days after my high school graduation, in order to move to a place where we knew there to be other creatures of myth. Forks, Washington was our new home. The house we live in was as close to our childhood home as we could find. It was red brick with three bedrooms. The floors were hardwood and the walls painted in warm earthy colors. It was home, or close enough to it. I did not have a job and Carson could not have one, but the money left to us by our parents could last us a lifetime. We moved everything we had into that house. It was not much. We needed furniture and dishes, things of that nature. Carson had the house stocked with food that he could never eat. To be honest, I am pretty sure it will take me over a month to comsume it all.

That first week of semi-normalcy could not have prepared me for the frightening adventure that we were about to be thrust into. Carson and I had known when we moved in that there was a coven of Vampires here in Forks, but that was the only creatures we were aware of. Looking back on it now, I could not believe how utterly stupid I was.