Hi everybodyXD Okay, this is the prologueXD I forgot to, er, add itXD I don't normally do these things... anways, sorry Ha-Za, didn't mean tooXD You'll learn more about this in Chapter one, so keep reading when you're done! Kyle (c) Penmaster51, Shayla (c) Ha-Za-A, All Twilight Characters (c) Stephaine Meyer!


Prologue: Shayla's POV

The sun was just beginning to peak over the ocean as I walked down the beach, my feet kicking at the white sand. The waves crashed down on the shore and washed up towards me, wetting my bare feet. I didn't care. Why should I care? Everything that made up my life here had been taken away and I was alone. More alone then I ever had been before in my life.

I sighed and looked up, the rising sun reflecting off my diamond-like skin. My sunglasses slid down my face but I pushed them up and onto my head, revealing my topaz eyes to the world. I blinked out of habit and stared out across the ocean. I was alone, completely alone.

I had lost the love of my life, my friends were now with the Volturi of all people and I had no idea where my family was. It had been at least two months since I saw them and a fortnight since I had contacted them. Alice had been expecting a wedding to plan but that idea was out the window. Rosalie would be disappointed that she didn't need to get dressed up now. Esme would have been thrilled to have a son-in-law that wasn't technically related to her. But I had failed them all.

But who was I to complain? It wasn't my fault Petey had left me. But he had blamed it on me. "I don't love you anymore," he had said. "I don't think you're the girl that I fell in love with. So, I can't marry you. We are over."

I kicked a rock out of anger, sending it flying miles down the beach while a dry sob rocked my body. Why did he have to leave? I had remained the same since the first day that I met him. At least I think I did. Or was it because I didn't give him what I wanted? He knew I was saving myself for marriage. It was old-fashioned but that was how I was brought up.

I sighed again as I considered my options. One, remain on the island, our island. But I couldn't stay on the island forever. He was never going to come back and nor were my friends.

Two, go to Italy to join the Volturi just so I could be with them, my best friends Matt, Maddy, Theo and Tiff. But I hated the Volturi with a passion and they would never accept me anyway.

Three, I could go back to Forks where m family was supposed to be. They would be overjoyed to have me back. But did I want to go back?

I was in a corner. I had no other options. There was only one thing to do. I pulled out my cell phone and dialled a number.

"Hello Travel Scene? Yes, I would like to know when the next available flight to Seattle is…"

Kyle's POV

I stared blankly at my family whom were pacing back and forth between rooms at their top speed. I sat like a rock on the couch, literally. I cared little about what they were thinking. No one spoke to me; I had actually just arrived an hour ago, barely stable enough to speak. I had just revealed what happened over with my engaged wife, Jenny. I choked down a dry sob and Jasper glanced nervously at me.

She was so young… I was so young for our kind; it was unfair! I couldn't resist the wine and enjoy myself– I had to taste, to feel it roll my throat and sooth the burning sensation that was always there. I swallowed and glanced up once again at everyone but no one seemed so be calming down.

"Oh!" Alice suddenly gasped, her hand flying out to her side. Immediately, Jasper slipped his hand into hers and he stared longingly at her.

"She's alright… but Petey isn't there," she whispered, glancing at everyone. Suddenly, curiosity awoke in me. She? I frowned, trying to think of what female vampire (probably) they were talking about. And who was this 'Petey'? I heard Emmett growl something before Rosalie nudged him in the ribs.

"Long before you arrived, Kyle, we had another family member…" Edward whispered. "She was our youngest member of the family and was kind of 'the baby'. Her name was Shayla. A few months ago, almost a year now, she met a vampire called Petey. They fell in love and were due to be married. But it seems that…" He frowned as he glanced at Alice. "Some of those plans might have changed. How could he do this to her? After all that she's been through… It took her a lot of courage to trust him like that. If I got my hands on him I'll –"

"Stop it Edward," Esme ordered as I tried to visualise Shayla in my head. But it was impossible. Edward suddenly ran from the room and returned with a very old photograph in his hand. He handed it to me without a word.

Alice sighed unhappily at the picture, turning away from it and into Jasper's chest. I allowed my eyes to gaze over the picture they had of her, I guessed it was the only one they had.

But, to my surprise, my eyes raked over the picture hungrily. The flawlessness of her seemed… unreal. Each of my family members stood out; Carlisle, so being such a mature looking man, Edward and his hair (same with Jasper, except he always had a 'pained' expression), Alice's ballerina-like gait, Rosalie's natural beauty and Esme's cosiness of a mother and last but not least, Emmett's muscle size.

I was normal… completely normal. My average, shaggy red hair and plain topaz eyes; some would compare me as the uglier version of Edward, maybe. But I made that up with my talent– my voice. Jenny always hummed along with me when I sang her to sleep. She told me countless times how the vocalists she thought were amazing, never could reach my voice and the smoothness of it.

Long brown hair that seemed perfect for her face, her eyes shown with a confidence, a fierce confidence I had never seen before. I took little notice of the multiple piercings but no, I couldn't say that. I loved them; they were showing her spirit–

"That's enough, Kyle," Edward growled threateningly and pulled the picture out of my hands. I let it go reluctantly and slouched back down. Way to stay loyal, Kyle! I snarled at myself and gave myself a mental shake but I still could not get her picture out of my head. "We have to find her, Carlisle! Before she does something… terrible!" Rosalie suddenly cried out from Emmett's side. I glanced at Alice, as the rest of my 'family' did. Yes, she would go to the Volturi. That was an option for me too; I was in Ireland barely a day or two ago. I easily could have made it to Italy in a day or so and get myself killed for the fun of it!

"Please, Carlisle," Alice begged and looked up at him. The two of them, Alice and Shayla, must have been extremely close. I sucked in a shaky breath and allowed myself to glance at the picture again. A strange feeling came over me, longing, pain… lust. I gave myself another mental shake, and then directed my attention back to Carlisle.

"I don't know… what do you see Alice?" he asked her quietly, turning to her. She closed her eyes and became stiff while Jasper hovered behind her, almost breathing down her neck. I saw Bella anxiously glance at her mate; she and Edward clasped their hands together. Jacob and Nessie were at home, asleep. I envied them at a small angle; sleeping was always a good enough reason to slip away from reality.

Emmett had wrapped his arm around Rosalie and had her squished against his side. Another wave of longing came over me and I mentally sighed. But before I would start to sob over Jenny (my chest still aches), Shayla's picture came to my mind. I stopped breathing, allowing myself to wallow in her stunning picture.

"I see… Kyle?" she said before saying my name. She opened her eyes and turned to me. I snapped my head up right away, my thoughts already running astray. A small wave of calm came over me. Jasper probably wasn't calm himself and could do so little for everyone around me.

"I'm going, aren't I? You see me meeting her…" And falling in love, I thought. I knew Bella had warped her shield around us, allowing Edward some peace and quiet for once. Everyone gazes turned to me, some eyes filled with worry and others, one with sneaky suspicion (that look was from Rosalie).

"Where is her clothing– I'll be able to track her if I have a scent. But she left with humans, it's obviously. Her scent is around here. Just tell me when she left and where she left to– I'm sure I'll be able to find out." Alice gave a squeal of delight, hugged me and then took off upstairs. She returned with a map, gave me directions and then everyone stared at me. The long moment past and I was gone before anyone took a breath they didn't need.

I was on the hunt for Shayla Cullen and I did my best to control my excitement– she might not know me but I knew her.