Summary: Avery is a human with an extremely dangerous gift. One day she has to fight for her life against Demetri and Felix who go out hunting and she ends up being brought to Aro who finds her useful and forces her to become apart of the guard. Demetri who hates her with every fiber of his being, is ordered to be her body guard making sure she stays alive until her change. Avery is forced to live by him and must be watched by under his cold gaze every second of the day. Will they kill each other? Read and find out.

A/N: This is my first attempt at making a vampire fanfiction.

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Introduction :

A pov:

I can remember back when I was young, no child wanted to come near me or speak to me. They would watch me with fearful eyes from across the other side of the park and talk quietly to one another, glancing back and forth between myself and themselves as they chattered away, probably about me. My red hair would hang around my pale, freakled face as I bowed my head low, my sneakers, digging into the dirt as I sway myself back and forth on the wooden swing in the large park.

When I was a teenager, my locker would often be ambushed with thick spray painted graffiti and toilet paper would be smeared all over my books. On the metal door would stand ' freak' written in a sloppy scrawl. I would stay after school for three hours , scrubbing my fingers till they ached to get my locker clean. I was avoided like the plague and treated like I was some sort of exotic animal that could lash out at any moment. I sometimes ruefully remember Edryd and Laurain Black , who took cruel pleasure in publicly humiliating me every single day. I only had one friend, Mae, who had strawberry blonde hair and grey eyes, tall and slim figure. Pretty she was, almost popular too but as soon as she made friends with me, she slowly started to receive the same treatment as I did.

She didn't let it bother her though, reckoning that she would rather have one true friend then a million false ones. Her smiles would always be encouraging when we discussed the matter, her tan hand would cup my cold pale one. We still had contact with each other after school until she died in an unknown accident. After Mae's death I moved to Louisianna and got my degree in Veterinary. I met a wonderful man named Tristan , who I met at the hospital when I broke my left wrist as I fell down the stairs at work. He was my doctor. Tristan was handome, with dark curly hair and bright green eyes. We would have long intellectual conversations on my balcony , under the stars, with a cup of steaming coffee.

I was a bit skeptical at first abut dating a man who was five years older then me, myself being only 21 years of age and him 26. Also the fact about me having having no dating experience whatsoever but he successfuly charmed me off my feet and I couldn't refuse. We dated for a year before he suddenly started to become abusive. It first begun verbally until it grew into something more dangerous. He started to hit me and push me around. He was possessive and would loose it if I spoke to another man, even if he was a client. I was called a whore countless times and was one day beaten so badly I went to hospital for a week. But one day I had enough, using my gift to trap him inside the room, I escaped with my belongings and caught a taxi to the airport. I booked a ticket to Italy where I knew he would never come looking for me and I have been living here for a week.

I left my life behind in Lousisianna along with Tristan and I haven't looked back since.

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