Hello guys! For those who don't know me I'm Alex, and this is the Twilight version of my Changing Fates Series. Can be read as standalone from The Potterverse as it has no connection to it, save for poor Alexandra who gets herself into the weirdest situations, I do hope you enjoy this as much as I do, and without any more words I present you

Changing Fates: Live Free or Twihard

Ps. If any questions should be asked about the story or anything in general, they will be answered in my profile.

Happy reading!

Alex

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I groaned and pushed myself to a sitting position. I felt, for lack of better word, weird, my throat burned, I stood up shakily and realized that I was not in my hotel room anymore although I was wearing the same dress as last nigh. Perhaps I had been kidnapped; assassinations attempts were not unheard of for someone of my job and status. I was in some sort of very modern living room, black leather couches white floors and a flat TV on the wall, not the place I expected to be kidnapped in. There was a small coffee table, done it was seemed ebony wood as it was too dark to be anything else, I loved ebony wood and mahogany and in my house any woodwork was made in either of the two. On the table there were several envelopes and a manila folder, one of the envelopes was addressed to me, I frowned and picked it up slowly, the letter was written in a perfect calligraphy.

Dear Alexandra:

You have been transported to another universe, do not freak out, the universe you find yourself in now, is the one where the story you better know as Twilight takes place. This is your new home and we hope that it is to your liking. You are currently living in Forks, Washington and the year is 2004, the correct date is Wednesday, November 24th, the reason which you find yourself here is to change the course of history as it is. You have been provided with anything you might want or need, as we decided to not leave you helpless in an unknown universe. You many times wished for a change, the change has arrived.

You are a vampire, recently turned one so you should not ignore the hunger. Again, do not panic, it will not do you well, this letter you must take seriously. It is a month and a few days earlier than cannon, you have the opportunity to use that for your advantage, you can change things, situations can be avoided or replaced as you see fit. The more you change, the harder it will be for you to have a clear vision of the outcome, remember that. We have also decided to give you the gift of a shielded mind, enjoy it.

As for your new development, you have been provided with a background story, the age you have been immortalized is that of 21, which allows you to easily pretend to pass of as a 17 year old or less should you decide on it. The records, which are contained in the manila folder, state that you were born on August 20th in 1987. Allowing you to enter school, should you decide to join, also they state that you became an emancipated minor in 2003 when your parents tragically died abroad. This gives you the freedom you need and stops people from asking questions.

Be aware that this is your home now; there is no going back. Your wish has been granted; enjoy this new life filled with surprises, contrary to you previous and monotone life. Play a starting role, move to another country, seclude yourself from the world or change this story, the choice is yours.

In the envelopes next to this letter you will find your new credit card under the name of Alexandra Jane Noir, and your banks statements along with the password to your safe. In your room you will find the keys to your car, enjoy this opportunity, make it yours.

Have a pleasant life, sincerely yours,

The Fates.

I frowned, a vampire? The idea was to absurd for me to panic in any way. This letter had told me that I was a vampire, in another universe. Had it been a letter telling me that I was suddenly in Britain waiting to meet Harry Potter, I probably would've been hyperventilating or something, but this was just so not cool. I was a sparkly vampire, that was apparently currently hungry, and that had been immortalized at the age of 21, I huffed, at 21 I still looked like a little brat, hell even at 25 I often got asked for my ID when I went to bars. The idea of me being in this particular universe was extremely ludicrous. I had to call Maggie so we could laugh about this; I started looking around for a phone when I remembered.

This was another universe, no Maggie, no mom, no dad, no John or Gabriel. Oh shit, my job. I drew in a sharp breath, Meyer's vampires couldn't cry, they were mostly statues; yes, I was fucked up. I made my way around my new house, thinking about the world I had lost, what was going to become of my parents? My brother was, after all this time, a bratty child, and even thought mom and dad were well off, spending the rest of their lives only with my brother was a horrible idea. And Maggie, my best friend, she was to have a child! My goddaughter, I shook my head driving the thought away, I needed to think rationally, I could imagine this was some sort of eternal exchange program, yes, an exchange program in which no contact with the outside world was required, I could do this.

I reached upstairs to my new bedroom, the house had two bedrooms and a master bedroom, which was mine, a king sized bed was in the center of it, along with a desk on the side and a bookcase next to it, everything looked modern, for 2004 that is. I walked into the closet, which connected the room to the bathroom, the clothes looked fine, just my style, I mused while checking out a summer dress, I snorted at the thought of wearing it out in a sunny day. No more sun for me, I went into the bathroom, it was wide, a little shower cabin to the side and a small Jacuzzi inside, it reminded me of my aunt's bathroom, the bathroom sink had a cabinet underneath it and a big mirror stuck to the wall behind it, for the first time since waking up here I took in my appearance.

My skin looked paler than usual, my usual tan lost to this new skin, I was even paler than dad, and he had that European paleness thing going on, instead of my mom's and grandfather slightly darker tone. Thanks to my skin getting paler my hair looked darker, I sighed, my eyes by far were the most shocking changer, but as I was apparently hungry, I had honestly forgotten about that, my eyes were black.

I looked my arms, and finding nothing amiss I examined my legs, which was easy because I was still wearing the same short dress I had been wearing last night. My legs were fine, save for a scar I had that had apparently disappeared with my change, the scar I had obtained when I was fourteen in an ATV accident with my cousin. We were going to the beach through a very narrow rocky road, my cousin, who had been driving, lost control and we came to stop in a wired fence, that somehow stopped us from having a worse fall, the ATV had fallen on top of us, thankfully his brother found us along with some tourists and helped us out. I traced the familiar skin, there was nothing there.

I walked back into the room towards the desk; there I found the promised car keys. A mustang, I smiled, at least that hadn't change, I decided to change my clothes so I could go out, I looked to the clock on the desk, 2:30, there was also a box on the desk, a phone, it was an old blackberry, but for 2004 it was the latest thing out, I grabbed it memorizing the number. Who was I going to call, was a mystery. Once dressed in a comfortable pair of jeans, a black long sleeved t-shirt and a pair of black boots I was ready to go out, I lingered on the doorframe, and returned to find some sunglasses, I found a pair of wayfarer's and remembered that apart from the credit card I did not had any money, the letter said something about a safe, so I spent the next twenty minutes looking for it, and found it behind the few longer dresses in my closet, I entered the code and almost fainted, there was no way all that money was mine, nope.

Since I was a vampire and apparently emotions were now different, my shock was short-lived, so I picked two thousand dollars and made my way out. Now, to find a blood bank willing to sell me a few bags. I got into the car and thankfully it had a GPS, getting lost in Forks was not in my plans, according to my GPS the closest blood bank was in Port Angeles, an hour drive away. I sighed and supposed that going to the local hospital was not going to cut it, besides I did not wanted to meet the Cullens just yet. I checked the gas tank, it was full, and enough to get there and get back with minimum human contact, no need to accidentally kill someone.

I arrived almost at 4:00pm at Port Angeles, I drove around town until I found the place, the blood bank was inside the town's hospital, I straightened myself and got out of the car. Many people were around, I couldn't blame them, it was Wednesday, middle of the week, it was cloudy and it seemed that it was going to start raining in any minute. I braced myself and walked inside, the worse that could happen was me killing everyone inside this place, no biggie. The scent of blood hit me like a bucket of cold water, I stiffened but kept walking trying to distract myself, I reached the counter I was looking for, an old lady was in attendance.

"Hello dear, what can I do for you?" I smiled politely at the old lady, could blood even be sold? I tried to keep my face impassive, but between the lady's scent and my doubt it was becoming hard to do so.

"I was wondering how may someone acquire a pint of blood" the lady looked at me with a confused expression, I still had my sunglasses on "my friend's grandmother is very ill, but its being treated at her home by one of those healers, you see, and she is in need of a transfusion but she hates hospitals and does not believes in modern medicine" I explained feigning sorrow, the old lady looked at me with sad eyes, I removed my glasses and gave her my best glare.

"Oh dear, I'm sorry for you friend, but we are not allowed to sell blood, we accept donors, but selling blood is a crime" she explained with a sad look upon her face, I was getting frustrated and hungrier by the minute, I looked at the old lady straight into her eyes.

"You will get me all the blood available" I growled in a very low voice, the lady blinked and repeated my sentence in a trance, she went to the back while I realized what I had done.

I had compelled someone; I racked my brain trying to remember if any of the vampires in the story could compel people, only the one in Vampire Diaries could. This was not good, or perhaps it was, I was torn between the advantage I now had and how wrong it was to use it. Freedom of speech and thought was a universal right, and I could take it away with one command. I gathered my thoughts when I sensed the lady returning, she came back with a portable cooler bag, it was medium sized, she gave it to me with a smile on her face, I sighed and took it, I wanted to make a run for it, but the thought of leaving the lady or myself to be recognized was stronger than my moral thoughts at the moment, I looked around trying to find security cameras, and sighted when I found none, for once I was grateful of being in 2004, I looked at the lady.

"You will remember nothing of this" I commanded, she nodded hazily and I took that moment to leave as fast as I could without raising suspicion. I had stolen blood from a hospital; this was my life now.

I sat inside my car with the cooler on the passenger seat, I needed a straw, sometimes I was truly pathetic. Driving around I saw a little convenience store, went in and bought myself a bag of straws, all while keeping myself from breaking several necks and sucking several bodies dry, I congratulated myself once in the safety of my car, I opened the cooler, several blood bags were stacked, I picked one and stuck a straw inside, I started drinking without giving it much thought, it tasted so sweet, like my favorite Swiss chocolate, I moaned happily as I drank, luckily my car's windows were tinted black so no one could see.

Once I finished with the bag I felt better, my throat no longer burned and I had no desire to kill people, at all. I checked myself in the car's mirror, my eyes were now a really alarming red color, so perhaps human blood was not a great idea, but I didn't knew how to hunt, or where the forest was, or where the Quileute lands began, so no, I was not going to hunt, at least not yet. I put on my sunglasses again and headed for the shopping district, I discarded the used bag in the cooler along with the unused ones. I smiled when I found what I was looking, a pharmacy.

The rest of my trip around Port Angeles was the same, I bought several boxes of brown contact lenses, that I put on immediately and then a bigger cooler and a bad of ice, then behind a gas station I moved the blood-bags to the bigger cooler with the ice, also in a little store I bought a cute ceramic travel mug that said "This Could be Vodka" on it. I made it home almost at nine, took a swift bath and got into my pj's when I remembered a crucial part of being a vampire in this particular universe, vampires couldn't sleep. I groaned and made my way downstairs and started filling my freezer with the blood bags that I had left in the cooler. Forty-five bags later, I grew bored and starting walking aimlessly around the house.