Because this is mostly history of my own characters, I don't think a disclaimer is needed. But just to be sure, I do not own Twilight or anything else besides the characters in this story. Some of the things they experience and people they meet may not be mine, though.

Also, don't worry if some parts don't completely match with the story I wrote before. Trust me, it isn't a mistake :) (I was mostly putting that in for my sis's benefit, since she was confused.) Ok, I'll stop rambling now.

Ch. 1 ElPOV (Eloise)

I stared lovingly into Fabian's eyes. My mood held a tinge of sadness, though. Fabian could tell, he alwys seemed to know what I was thinking. "Don't worry, El. I'll take care of it and be back before you miss me."

I smiled, "Too late!" He laughed exuberently. I had always loved his laugh. Come to think of it, I loved everything about him. His perfect face. His beautiful, soothing voice..... I had to force myself to pay attention. No matter how tempting it was to spend all day lost in my thoughts, I had to soak up every second my Fabian was still here. "I hate the thought of you in a war!" I tried to put on a pouting face, but it was too hard to do while staring into his eyes.

"Relax, El. I'm immortal. Besides, I've been in many other wars. You know that."

"Yes, but this time doesn't seem right. Everyone you're fighting with is immortal, too, and some may even have abilities."

He kissed me on the forehead, still smiling. "You worry too much. I promise to stay alive forever with you. I won't let some Englishmen seperate you and I!"

"Fine. I believe you." I tried to memorize every detail of the man in front of me. My Fabian. I didn't want to forget a single detail while he was off fighting. I heard footsteps outside our room and growled. "Go away!"

A muffled laugh was heard on the other side of the door. It was Celeste, the general and leader of our small clan who had come to take my Fabian from me. Knowing Celeste would be on the battlefield with Fabian helped ease my anxieties a little. I had known him a long time, and he would make sure my love- no, my whole world- was safe. He let himself in. "Not yet. I'm not ready to let him go." I teased.

"I see. Can you give me a rough estimate on when you will be ready?"

I looked at Fabian and gave him a short but passionate kiss. "Never."

Fabian laughed and hugged me tightly to his chest. I would miss that in the long months away from him. He looked at Celeste with a mischevious grin. "What would one missing soldier hurt?"

Celeste's face was full of mock suprise. "Oh no you don't! You are coming even if I have to force you to!"

Fabian smiled and shrugged his shoulders. "I guess I have to, El. I'll keep in touch, don't worry. Oh! I almost forgot!" He reached into the pocket of his tunic and pulled out a small box.

Inside was a silver chain bearing a heart studded with a million tiny diamonds. (a/n, I have a pic on my profile) I held it carefully in my hands, not wanting to accidently crush it. "Oh Fabian, you really didn't have to!"

"Do you like it?"

"It's beautiful, but-"

"I wanted to give you something to remember me by. It would look stunning on you."

I quit protesting and kissed him again.

The sound of a throat being cleared interupted our peaceful moment. "Fabian, are you coming or do I have to drag you out?!" No matter how stronge he was, I knew Fabian was no match for Celeste's ability. Using only his mind, he moved a pitcher on my nightstand as if proving what he said was true. Sometimes his ability was a real pain.

"Go ahead. I love you." I watched as Fabian got up slowly. He followed Celeste out the door, looking back once to stare at me. Then he was gone from my life. Stop thinking that, he'll come back. He promised. I sighed and reached for my comb. I less than five seconds my golden, waist-length hair was pulled back into a long braid. Then I added the necklace Fabian had given me. He was right, it complemented my pale skin. I glided down the stairs, humming quietly as I did every morning. Still, something was bothering me and I couldn't figure out what it was. I decided to talk to Lyra to distract me from these thoughts.

Lyra was the newest memeber of our coven. I was not much older at 50 years and Fabian was only 30. I didn't know how old Celeste was. He had taken me in, and I still thought of him as a sort of father figure.

All of a sudden a hand landed on my shoulder. My instincts kicked in and I spun around, ready to attack. The very person I had been looking for stood there and giggled. I straightened and grinned. "Sorry Lyra. You know, it isn't good to sneak up on vampires. Especially one like me."

She laughed, "You are too full of yourself!" She teased. "I think I could take you!" Newborns had all the fun. I wished I was still as fast and strong as I once was.

Of course, I knew how to get back at her. I closed my eyes and let myself slip into her mind. Let's see, it would be fun to watch her speak Spanish. Then I opened my eyes again, taking no time at all to use my ability. She would think I was merely blinking.

"Asi pues, quis hey, que no es divertido!" (sorry, I couldn't do all the right marks and the translation might me just a tad off) She thought it wasn't funny, but I thought it was hilarious. I withdrew my ability from her mind. "I don't even speak Spanish! Amagine not being able to understand your own words!"

I laughed, "You have to learn to lighten up, Ly." Sometimes it seemed like I was the most upbeat vampire in the castle.

"Please, quite calling me Ly. Just because your name sounds cool shortened like that doesn't mean mine does."

"Fine, Lyra!" But just then I remembered why I had wanted to talk to her before. I sat on the stone floor, my mind far off on a battlefield in Crecy.

"El, are you ok?" I could vaguely feel her presense, but I had to know something first.

Having been as close to Fabian as I was, my mind could slip into his his easily no matter how far he was. Looking through his eyes, things were looking good. Good luck, although I see you don't need much of it. I could feel his joy and relief and if stayed with me as I returned to the castle.

"El? Talk to me!"

I turned to Lyra and smiled. "It's fine! I was just checking on Fabian."

She gave me a sympathetic look. "I can't amagine how hard it is to worry about your true love. Still, I wish I had someone to worry about like that..." She stared off dreamily, hardly noticing when I rolled my eyes.

Just then I heard a knock at the door. I swiftly ran to it and found a boy. I could tell by his old uniform that he was a messenger. The boy stared at me, eyes nearly popping out of his head.

Silly mortals.

"What do you want?" I let annoyance color my words, careful not to smile at his reaction.

The human shook his head and mumbled, "M-m-message f-for Elo-Eloise."

Still holding back a laugh I nodded. The poor boy could hardly think straight, and with good reason. He was lucky I wasn't hungry. "I'll take it."

The messenger wore a blank expression. I slipped into his head, wondering why I had to resort to controlling a human's thoughts. Give the woman her message.

"Oh! Right!" He handed me a slip of paper and ran off faster than I thought him capable of.

The note was from Fabian. He had obviously sent it off before leaving, because mail took a long time to travel long distances.

March 1346

I love you. I shall return soon.

-Truly yours, Fabian

I held the note to my chest, a feeling of relief spreading through me.

Ok, I'll probably post the next chapter when I get the chance, I'm not sure when exactly though so I'm not making any promises.