Disclaimer:

First I HAVE to say that not only will the Cullens be presented in this story, but also characters from other stories as well. Ms. Meyer owns her Twilight Saga Characters; Joss Wedon owns
Angel and Buffy- who will be mention and/or play a part. Amelia Atwater-Rhodes owns her own characters (Risika, Alexander, Fala, ect...) and a couple will play a part in this story and that I promise- only because it's hard for me not to have them in one.
Next. Authors will be mentioned of the said names above and they might have speaking parts as well, but we'll see when we get there.... Authors as the wonderful Stephen King, the poetic
Edgar Allen Poe, the romantic Lisa Kleypas and I promise many more will be named.
Thirdly. I got this idea from the bestseller Inkheart, a novel by Cornelia Funke. I deeply apologize if this story should offend anyone.
However (And lastly) for those who do wish to continue: Thank you for doing so. Also, enjoy the story.

~Gwin'sDavineRaven

PS, if there is a character you wish for me to mention. let me know and I'd be happy to include your author or character (But please, fiction characters only)

CHAPTER ONE

Aura Nuit had gone to sleep early, but only so she could read her novel; she was reading The Lost Slayer a Buffy novel by Christopher Golden. Buffy gets kidnapped and find her lover, Angel the vampire with a soul trapped in time; her friends either dead or blinded; Oz can now materialize into a werewolf whenever he likes, and Giles is the cause of all the mayhem. Aura opened it just she finds out Giles is the head vampire. Aura had read this one many times; she's read all her books many times before.

Gabriel has one rule and that's to never read aloud, but she never knew why until a few years ago.... She of course had asked and was told it was just a rule he wanted to have; naturally, Aura listened- for a while. Nonetheless her father, her single father, always caught her reading aloud before she got too far and stopped her. Aura knew that reading aloud was dangerous, why else would Gabe forbid it. The Nuit household was a quiet one because the two people who lived there read more than they talked and they understood that sometimes, people thought of them as bizarre. Aura had no problem with going through her school days with no friends; her friends were made of ink and paper, bound together in leather or soft wood covers. Her friends were books and her books filled her room and the house.

Anyway on a particular night, Gabriel left to go to work- he was actually called back to the hospital for an emergency. Aura stayed up alone, not reading aloud as her father asked every time they parted at her school or when he had to go on these outings. "Don't read aloud Aura, please." He had said tonight and she nodded with a smirk, "Of course Gabriel." She told him and he ran out of the house.

The world they lived in... it had Buffy and Angel on the television and in the paperback and hardcover novels; the vampires of her stories weren't real and she knew that but sometimes she prayed they were. Especially the Cullens. Nessie Cullen was a doll- strictly speaking; Aura's image of her haunted her because she imagined the most beautiful little girl ever the world to hold. Rosalie wouldn't compare to her all that well. Aura smiled and gave up: her mind was on Bella and her family. The reader set down the Slayer novel and got up and went to get Breaking Dawn from her many shelves.

She fell back onto her bed and opened up to the wedding, 'I sucked in a deep breath and closed my eyes. Keeping them shut, I stumbled my way up the stairs to my room. I stripped down to my underwear and held my arms straight out. "You'd think I was shoving bamboo splinters under your nails," Alice muttered to herself as she followed me in. I paid no attention to her. I was in my happy place. In my happy place, the whole wedding mess was over and done. Behind me. Already repressed and forgotten.'
(Bella Swan, Engaged, Breaking Dawn by Stephanie Meyer)

Aura stopped suddenly as she felt herself being gulped up by something, she screamed and kept her eyes closed. She screamed until she felt herself hit something solid, but it didn't hurt. Aura looked up and moved her hair out of her eyes, she was somewhere in a large glass made house. There were people around her and she groaned- no not there. Anywhere but there! She turned to sit back and looked around.

"What in the hell, where did she come from?"

"Jasper!" She heard someone snap, a man stepped forward and knelt down and offered her his hand politely. "Where did you come from my dear?" his face was perfect and his hair was beautiful. Aura looked around before accepting his hand and he pulled her to her feet.

She stammered then began again, "I- I came from Lucca, Italy." She partly whispered and jumped when someone else touched her arm. A few people looked doubtful but she ignored them, "Is anyone missing?" She asked, most everyone looked around at everyone… apparently they took that as a threat because a few glared or even growled at her. She stepped back from the few that had but the man put his hand on her shoulder.

He growled back, "That's enough- we don't harm humans even if you do." He snapped and veered her away from the room; she looked back at her savour- savour for now anyway. "Now what is your name?" She told him her name was Aura, "Pretty name." He complimented, she muttered a thanks and looked around where he was leading her: the kitchen. He directed her into a chair as a few more joined him. A tall man in dark jeans and a leather coat; his face was beautiful like the others. There was a blond man in a long leather jacket and dark red shirt; the others were dressed for the wedding- they had to be family of the bride or groom.

Aura frowned when she saw that the bride and groom actually joined them as well and Aura felt terrible they had to miss their special day. The bride was lovely in her dress- all brides are supposed to me; of course then you have the beautiful accomplices who had to be the bridesmaids.

Of course then you have the parents of the bride: they came into the kitchen- Aura jumped when the father snapped instantly. "I don't know you are, but you've no right to interrupt us in our day-."

"Dad," said the bride. "It might not have been her fault-."

Aura nearly fell off the chair, "No." she shook her head, "It was my fault. My father has rules. Please make sure no one's gone," she had turned back to the man who helped her.

He turned to his own son, the groom and motioned for to go out of the room to make sure, "Aura- my name is Carlisle. Why do we have to make sure no is gone."

"I'm here which means someone or something took my place!" She said, "It'll take too much time to explain…" she muttered.

"Give us the summary then," said the dark hair, leather coat guy. "Angel by the way."

"Right, Aura- nice to meet you…" she said then turned back to Carlisle. "Please you have to let me leave-."

"Not alone and not in this state of mind, look I'm a doctor- stay here for an hour and then you can do what you wish, although I hope you'll stay longer then sixty minutes."

Aura sighed, "Fine, but one hour and then I must go!"

"What's so important?" Asked the same guy… Jasper! who had yelled at her.

Aura looked at him but decided not to answer, instead she asked who the others were and Carlisle introduced his entire family; the Cullens plus Rosalie and Jasper Hale- their friends Angel and Spike- they were from Los Angeles and came up from down there for the wedding today. Carlisle frowned, "Entering." He whispered, "Is Aubrey Karew and his girlfriend Jessica- the woman behind them is Fala… you can call her his mother in a way." Aura nodded that's he understood; the three newest people entered the room and stayed in the back of the room. Esme handed Aura a large glass of water, "Thank you Esme." Carlisle said before she could, "Drink it all." He told her.

"Saying it because you care or because you're a doctor?" She asked in a French-Italian accent.

Carlisle chuckled, "Both." He answered, "Now start at the beginning… how did you arrive in the middle of the room out of thin air?"