|Author's Notes|

First and foremost, I own absolutely positively nothing with twilight. Any and all twilight characters mentioned belong to the wonderful Stephanie Meyers.

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|Chapter .o01|

Jamila's P.O.V.

It has been days since Badru and I have left Alexandria. However, it has been well over 100 centuries since I have left my cove of hiding. Now, here I am on a flight to America. I remember the day the English overtook this country. It was quite disturbing hearing the second hand tales of how the English forced the Natives of the land to convert to their customs. But that is not my war, no war that has happened on earth in the past 1000 years can contend with the war that has been brewing against me through time. I have lived in fear, but I am now looking to a new beginning. I have high hopes for...

"Mila, you must focus! Do you have any idea how dangerous this is for us? You are not paying any attention to anything I am saying. It is the boring details that are the most significant later in time. You know this!" Badru pleaded

"Yes, Dru, I apologize. I'm just so...restless. Where exactly are we going again?"

"Forks, Washington. Very dismal place on Earth. The population is one of the smallest and furthest from here I could find. Obviously hiding in solitude did not work, so this new tactic I have derived should serve our purpose."

"Purpose..." I mumbled.

"Yes, purpose. You must live! Isis promised me that one day.."

"Yes, yes, I know you have told me relentlessly". Sometimes I wish there was no such thing as prophecies. My fate should be my own, I should define my purpose.

"Mila, I understand you are upset but maybe these ...oh what do they call them? Young people?"

"...teenagers Badru. We are teenagers." I laughed

"Yes, well this will be a new experience for you. Finally meeting new people, even though I know I have kept you more than entertained over the last few centuries. Some new faces might not hurt."

"No, meeting does not hurt." I pause for a second touching my necklace, my most prized possession. "But leaving does."

"Well, this is the most drastic move we have made so I assure you we will be here for ...at least another hundred years."

Just as Badru finished his sentence, a very beautiful brunette came out of some secret area of this ...this... flying object. And she announced we would be landing in Port Angeles soon.

"Have you been reviewing the magazines I gave you?" Badru questioned.

"I suppose. The fashion is quite different here. I'm use to bathing in the Nile, here everyone is so covered. Badru I don't know if I can do this. I have been inside the Temple too many years. The times have changed, the money has changed, the music has changed. I think you and I are the only thing that have not. No one will understand me or my frustration."

"They will my dear. Give them a chance. Treat them like they were your own people. Now buckle up!"

"Buckle up?" I asked confused

"You have NOT been reading!" He mumbled tying some form of fastening device in my lap.

Within an hour we were off the plane and standing outside of the flying-object building. I can't help laughing at myself when I think of how little I know about this new culture. All I know is that Badru bought me a laptop with access to the entire world. I click the globe icon and BAM there it is, any and everything that I would want to know.

"Mila, stand here while I get a taxi." Badru ordered

"Wait, do we have funds for the transportation?"

"Of course, I sold items from our Temple. Just some old clothes and transcripts, and one of my High Priest medallions. Apparently, people of this time will pay indefinite amounts for things we had laying around." he chuckled.

"So we will not live in poverty?"

"Mila" he said grabbing my hands. "Once upon a time you were a princess, the most highly regarded among the Egyptian people...and the favorite of Ramses, who dislikes everyone. I may not be able to restore your power or your dynasty, but I promise you comfort and anything else earthly I can give. You will always be royalty"

A tear escaped my eye as he marched away to find transportation. It has been so long since anyone referred to me as Princess. When I fled The Great City, the entire nation wept at my absence. A kill order was brought against Badru, who had taken me from the palace. If the people only knew how Badru had not only saved me, but our nation ...they would have honored him in the highest regard. But no. No one ever knows the truth.

"Where will it be?" a chubby man asked as I slid into the backseat of the taxi (I read the white sign atop this automobile).

"Forks Washington"

"Whoa whoa whoa...that's gonna cost you over 100 dollars between here and there! You got the dough for that? Because I don't do charity cases. Sorry kid, you look like you've been through it all, but let me tell you..."

"Drive! Cash fine with you? Hundred bill or two fifties...how will it be?" Badru asked.

Well, now I'm shocked! Since when did Badru talk with such hostility to anyone? The chubby man grinned widely and pulled off quite recklessly. The sun was slowly descending and the most beautiful lights I have ever seen aligned the city. Entranced, I couldn't help thinking how beautiful and wonderful this may be. My first real adventure, but not my last.

After what seemed like hours, we pulled past a sign: Welcome to Forks. What an odd name... Driving through the heart of the city, I can't help but notice how quiet the town is. This is so much different from the hustle and bustle of Port Angeles. There the streets were aligned with bright lights. Cars sped past in a hurry to their destination. But Forks is like a different world: nature seems to consume this small town. The thick trees envelope the long dark roads and the air is thick, and moist. I have come quite a long way from the thin, dry air I am use to in the desert.

Badru cleared his throat while glancing over at me, as I lay curled in the corner of the cabbie.

"We should probably construct a new name for you...a more American name" Badru whispered watching the teenagers outside the diner laughing and smiling so carefree.

"Badru, I don't want to lose everything in this little...transition" I whisper, completely unsure how to even identify what I am going through.

"Mila, I do not want our past to follow us. Your last name is of a different time...anyone who studies history would be more than enthralled in it. We do not want anyone digging... please for me" he said grabbing my hand an giving it a gentle squeeze.

"My first name stays. How about I just take an America last name. That way it's untraceable."

"Smith. Jamila Smith. That sounds wonderful."

The thought of leaving not only my home behind me, but also my heritage makes me want to cry. I appreciate Badru's attempt to remind me of my royal blood, but I am so, so far from home. Here I am no different than the people I see in passing on the streets. Except however; they live a life of truth, whereas I live under a veil.

"So... since we are speaking of our new identities, what exactly are you to me. I'm sure if my last name is unacceptable than me referring to you as my High Priest is out of the question." I laugh lightly

"Uncle. I am your legal guardian and after the ...untimely death of your parents we decided to start a new beginning here in spoons."

I turn a sharp eye to Badru. "Forks, Badru, Forks."

"Right. I plan to get a job down at the local hospital."

"You want to study modern medicine? Badru, do you have any idea how much the technology has transformed. I mean look at this cell phone you gave me. It has so many buttons I can't even find its main functioning mechanism." I laugh turning this iPhone around in my hand. "It looks like a black brick to be honest"

"If you do not like it, I can by all means get you a different one." He laughs at my expression

"No Badru, this will be fine." I smile.

Just as I finish my statement we pull off of the main road and onto a dirt one. I eagerly sit up in my seat and strain to see my new home in the darkness of the night. The road seems to be endless, until I see a large object slowly coming into focus.

I gasp silently as the cab slowly approaches a beautiful home. I have always adored modern architecture, but have never travelled to see the beautiful structures in person. The house stands at 2 stories. The outside is painted white, giving the entire establishment a clean and refreshing look. As we pull onto the blacktop roundabout in front of the home, I can clearly see the small garden in the front of the house.

"Badru, this is...so beautiful"

I couldn't help the tears that threatened to spill from my grey eyes. For a moment, I almost feel like I am no longer hiding…..but rather living. One cannot hide and live at the same time. Maybe Forks is my new beginning.

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"Something is OFF Edward. Don't be dumb." Emmet boomed walking through the house frustrated.

"Edward, maybe he's right. My gift doesn't work backwards. I have never been able to see someone's past. EVER." Alice panicked raking a hand through her perfect pixie haircut.

"But you don't know that's her past! She could be preparing to leave and go abroad." Edward reasoned. Bella instantly placed a reassuring hand on his, in support.

"Last time I checked Egypt didn't have Pharaohs, and people walked around with clothes." Rose commented. " I don't like her ...at all. So whatever you decide it better not involve any type of friendship. You guys can trust her but I'm OUT."

|Author's Note|

I hoped you all have enjoyed the very first chapter in this story. I understand that a lot of this may seem a bit confusing. The most being her past, but that will come out in later chapters. So for now I just ask that everyone stay tuned.

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