A/N: This is my very first fanfiction, and I know that I am going way out on a limb here, but, I never see any fanfiction where Edward is someone's enemy. I know there is the New Moon stuff, but I have not yet read that. (I got grounded like the day before it came out, and now my mother will not take me to the bookstore to get it…I'm a bad twilight fan…It's not my fault…)

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT! The characters, all except the ones from my imagination, belong to Stephenie Meyer. Thanks for crushing my dreams though.

A/N: This story takes place in what would be Bella's senior Year at Forks. I did not yet read New Moon tear and so just pretend like you haven't either. Now for the story…

It was raining, and everything around me was turning a murky color. The house I was watching was as still as death, and there was no noise. Mostly all the lights were out, only a single light near the back of the house was on. My eyesight was far better than any humans were, but I was still no match for a vampire. Being a Mage, meant that I all the strength of a vampire, and still, all the weaknesses of a human. I could stand up to any vampire's strength, but if I wanted to kill one, I would need to concentrate.

I was one of the Vexis line, a mage, and for lack of any other term, a hunter. While the vampire's had their trackers, we had the Hunters. Mages were humans, which were endowed with a certain magical gift, much like what some vampires were given at the time of their 'death'. For mages, our gifts came at birth, the gift would vary in people, and only a descendant of a mage could get it. Sometimes the gift would remain dormant for generations, and sometimes, it would show in a matter of years. The history of the Mage is very bleak, few know of us, and those who do, want us dead. It was said, that many years ago, back when the Earth was still young, and not yet tainted to much by man, in order to survive the harsh world, a village began to teach themselves a sort of magic, some was only used for growing things, others, were used for harsh things, unspeakable things. These people banded together, and watched as the world changed, slowly blending into the shadows, becoming nothing.

That is, until they showed up. For a time, mages were happy; we sat, watched and waited, our powers growing, using them only to keep ourselves alive. We lived in village, isolating ourselves away from the normal human society, we thought it best not to meddle. When the vampires starting showing themselves, starting destroying out wonderful peace, that's when we began to grow worried. For awhile, we did nothing and we watched these new creatures. Beast they may be, but they are fascinating. Most we say were beautiful, and they made us captive with their beauty, along with the humans, so much so that they began to attack us. This caused uproar, our elders would not allow this, and we began to fight back, out powers now used to choke whatever life that remained from the bodies of those retched creatures,

Only a select few mages become hunters. Most stick to the healing, and even fewer mages were women, let alone one of only 15 years. I may be young, but I am no fool, I know exactly what I go up against, exactly what to expect, and in my line of work you learn to expect the unexpected. Being a Vexis made everything even harder. I had to deal with rigorous training, a mother that would scare the devil, a father that most likely was the devil, and a bunch of cocky siblings. My life was never easy. Hunting made it worth it. Killing, in a sense, made everything better, my fucked up childhood seemed to become worth it, when some sick monster stopped thrashing from under my hand.

From my perch in the tree, a slow laugh escaped my lips. In reality we were the monsters. We enjoyed what we did, we were taught to enjoy what we did, and we followed that rule with every fiber that we could muster. Our kills were not messy, seeing as vampires lacked the blood to make it so, but we did try. We were sadistic creatures; an odd sort of protector to humans, but deep down, I knew that if for some reason we could change sides, humans would be our first victims.

'Stop thinking like that!' I warned myself, still not letting my eyes leave that one bright window. I could make out the foggy silhouettes of a couple. I could not tell what they were doing, but I could see when they moved. The rain made my blood-red hair stick to my back. I was going to catch my death out here, but as long as I got what I came for I would be satisfied.

'That's right, satisfied never happy.'

With a sigh, I continued watching the Cullen household, searching for some clue of the rumor that had my mother barging into my room, and getting me out of bed for. When she told me what it was I laughed. A vampire and a human, not possible, but I guess my mother thought it was. And so here I am, in the rain, watching out for anything that could be remotely out of ordinary.

A/N: Sorry it's so short. Did you like it? Like I said before, it's my first. I will most likely be changing some things later on. I will add another chapter soon, but you will have to do me a favor and review…please? I need you feedback. My character name will be revealed in the next Chapter…just tell me if you like where the story is going. I know that Stephenie Meyer slightly mentioned witches in Twilight…well I hope you like my take on them. Thanks for reading, and feel free to give me any ideas,

C. Vexis