Finally got the courage. This is my very first character and the inspiration for my username *Xoe **Pronounced Zoey** Black. You can guess who the love interest is!* so please, enjoy. This is my blood, sweat, and tears put into writing. Zoey is my pride and joy. I love her to death *LOL* Takes place during New Moon.

WARNING: Zoey is different. I will only be adding, like, maybe one extra vampire to this story.

Disclaimer: I only own Zoey, Kerissa, Zach, April, Lettie, ideas, Xoe, but not Twilight or any of Stephine Myers characters slash ideas. Not all of the mentioned shall be in this chapter.

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Chapter 1: I can't say living hell, because honestly, hell would be better.

Zoey's POV

I landed on the floor on my hands and knees. A foot landed on my back, pushing my flat. "You little bitch, you really think you deserve to live?! Ha!" Jane chirped.

I moaned. "If you call this living." I mumbled.

She grabbed a fistful of my hair, yanking my neck up to see her. "What was that, whore?!"

I zoned out, letting Jane do her worst. I was actually pretty lucky today. Normally, Jane and Alec would team up, making me loose consciousness, then having me wake up to my back being cut open and my wings ripped out. Hm, no respect for your supieriors. Even thinking something like that in front of Jane was deadly. Hell, the only reason I wasn't dead was because I heal to quick, and Aro still-- or at least he says-- loves me like a daughter.

Suddenly, I heard someone calling my name and my pain seize. I stood up. "Coming dad! Gimme a second!"

I ran quickly to the nearest bathroom, brushing my hair out and wiping the blood up. I closed my eyes and searched around my room for a second, finding something to wear. I went with a long, Victorian styled dress. I guess I was an era late, but ever since that was the "thing" I couldn't stop telling Aro to tighten a corset for me. The black fabric was folded so I easily slid it out of my room and back down to the bathroom. I opened my eyes, satisfied I was getting better with my telekinesis. I guess that was one thing I had that Jane didn't.

Not like it mattered. I used it on her once and Aro thought I was starting a fight, to oblivious to know what really happened around here. Everyone tried to kill me now. Even Marcus, whom I had thought of as an uncle.

I snapped out of it as I put the dress on hands free. The strapless dress swiped the floor, actually supposed to be longer, but I was getting too tall for it. I smiled in the mirror, noting I was also prettier then Jane could ever think of being. I mean, we both had full lips, but I had long, black hair. Something she could never have. My eyes were also a tone of sparkling sliver. I had always found it beautiful.

Like I did every time I was about to face Aro, I got onto my knees and put my hands together, silently praying to God.

Dear god...Look at me now. Nice going. You know I love you and am eternally dedicated, but honestly, this sucks. I know you can't bring me back, but could you watch out for me, just make it so that I don't commit suicide, like, maybe give Jane a better idea, like...I thought for a minute. Oh! Watching high school musical. That would be better, right? Well, whatever, tell Abbadon I love him, same for Michael Also, if you didn't mind, could you maybe send me some better food? I mean, they hate me. The least I could have would be some fried chicken! I mean..Uh..Amen.

I stood up and walked out. I moved to the tallest staircase, the one leading to the stone room. The dining room. It was about feeding time, so I didn't go down. Though, I would end up cleaning the mess. "Yes father?!" I called down.

"I need you to come here for a minute." He said cheerfully, like he was happy for some reason.

I rolled my eyes and began to travel down the stairs. It took me five minutes, no lie, to get down half, then I gave up and just telekentizized *A/N don't go spell check on me, it's made up.* myself, floating down the steps.

As I reached the bottom, there were sighs, groans, and a pair of clapping hands. "My my! Aren't you talented! Zoey, you must become a full member!" Aro pleaded.

I smiled, landing. "Isn't the Volturi only for vampires?"

"I could make an exception." Aro tempted.

I tapped my chin. "But, then I'd be stuck on the guard. I don't know what would happen if I got hurt, seeing as it tales me hours to recover from vampire venom."

Aro walked over to me swiftly. First, he held out his hand. I politely shook my head. "Okay, you never have let me in the beautiful head of your's!" He rubbed my head, making me feel five years old again. "But one," he leaned in. "How do you know how long it take you to recover?"

"Well haven't you heard?!" Jane suddenly appeared next to me. "I'm helping her improve her fighting skills! I, sometimes, get a bit out of hand. I bit her once," Jane held up her hands defensively. "On accident, of course!"

Aro smiled. "Perfect! And two, I would have to put you on the guard, but only because you are my most powerful!" He smiled at me again.

There was a throat clearing. "Excuse me," Marcus tapped Aro's shoulder. "Our guests."

Aro turned. "Oh yes. Come now," He reached for my hand, but I refused to give it to him. I followed behind silently.

Aro took his seat in his giant throne and had me stand next to him. What I saw before me was quiet disturbing. First, I saw two of the infamous Cullen family. Or in Demetri's words, "The almighty pussies!" I smiled.

I saw one, must be Edward, Glare at me (1). But what was odd was he was with someone. She was small, too small to be a vampire, and had light brown hair. Her narrow face was nervous as she looked into my eyes. Her chocolate brown ones occasionally darting to Edward, to the door, then back to me.

I smiled at her. "Aw! Look it! The little humans scared out of her fucking mind!" I smiled and pretended I was looking at an adorable, new-born puppy.

Aro growled. "What did I say about your language?!" He asked angerly.

I shrugged. "Well dad, I'm, what...Like...25,352 *A/N I refuse to spell a number that big.* years old?! I think I should be aloud to cuss." I said.

Aro didn't reply so I decided to go through the little girl's mind, seeing what made her son scared. Suddenly, I picked up on something interesting. I looked ta her. "You do, do you..." I searched. "Bella?"

She sheepishly nodded. I smiled. "Start from the beginning."

She took me through a devastating love story that made me make occasional noises, like, "ON NO!" Or, "He said what?!" and one time, "Whoa, who's the hottie?!" Only to learn it was her best friend slash werewolf.

After she was finished, I smiled up to Aro. "Let'em go." He gaped at me. "Well, one, their in love. Two, she would never tell anyone. And three, she wants to be a vampire, but she wants to be turned by Edward. Edward doesn't want her to loose her soul, even thought he wants her a vampire just as much as she does. Oh, and Bella's already plotting something, so I think I can safely say, she'll be turned. Thank you, now can I go to bed? It's late."

Aro stared at me for a second. "Fine!" He snapped, stomping up to me. He swiftly swiped his hand across my face, making a loud clap! as they connected. "Go to sleep. You'll have something very important to do tomorrow."

I sighed, seeing in his thoughts there would be murder involved. I shrugged and moved for the steps, feeling the slight sting of Jane trying to torture me. It didn't work anymore. My body had become immune.

I entered my room and closed the door, locking it and unzipping my dress, stepping out and slipping into a pair of shorts and a comfortable T-shirt. I shut off the lights and slipped into my bed, not in the mood for any dinner tonight.

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I felt a cold hand grasp my foot as my eyes flipped open. There, at the end of the bed, were a pair of glowing, amber eyes. Wait--what?!

Suddenly, the owner climbed onto my bed, crawling over my limbs so she was basically straddling me. I stared up at her. "We have exactly twenty minutes before they know you're gone." Alice whispered.

I made the sudden snap decision. I did the most I've ever done in a long time. I got out of bed while packing a suitcase with my powers and writing a note to Demetri, the only one here who cared about me. It asked him if he could send my stuff to the Cullen manor for me. I packed my recent clothes so I wouldn't look like a freak.

I left the suitcase under my bed and hopped out the window with Alice. I slipped into Demetri's head on the way out, telling him what was happening. He said he would and wished me luck, hoping one day we would meet again.

I smiled to myself as I saw a yellow Porsche waiting for me and Alice. I climbed into the car and closed the door, looking back at my home for thousands of years that I was finally able to escape from.

SOMEONE, ANYONE, TAKE A GUESS! Okay, so I'm gonna start doing some contests and stuff. Now, first, the QUESTION OF THE CHAPTER.

Question: If you didn't get the hint from the wings part, Zoey is, in fact, an angel. Who can guess what she's angel of? PM or Review.

CONTEST OF THE FIRST FIVE CHAPTERS! Yep, there's gonna be a contest every five chapters. Here's the first.

Contest: You saw all the names in the disclaimer I said I owned, right? Well why don't you let your creative side show and give me a character! If it's good enough, it will be featured in a chapter, and maybe even be recurring! So come on, folks!

Inspirational music: All time low - Memories That Fade Like Photographs

Character inspiration: Amber wins! Sorry Mikey. You are my total inspiration for Zoey, don't stop now!

Dedicated to: Rani Hindustani. First critique on Zoey was pretty fucking good.

(1) Edward is not growling because Demetri and Zoey called him a pussy. Just saying.

Anything else? Hm...Oh, Wolves get involved next chapter.