Colour had always been an important part of Indi's life.

When she was little it was shown in her paintings, skin covered in poster paint and her father had plastered the fridge with all her finger paintings of rainbows and butterflies and flowers. When she was fifteen, she dyed her hair for the first time - pastel pink. It changed every month after that, never settling on one colour, until she dyed it pastel pink once more, with streaks of powder blue and lilac. By the age of seventeen, she and Scott, her half brother, got matching tattoos - tiny, watercolour feathers on the inside of their wrists, bursting with colour. It had been Indi's first tattoo, but Scott already had multitudes, all bright and beautiful, his skin a canvas for inkwork.

She was glad her brother was just as colourful as she was - she needed some colour in Forks.

It was Diego who had signed them up for Fahra's insane mission of traversing across America to find the remnants of Kronos' army, to put together a group where they would all be equal. Would not be split up due to parentage.

Diego didn't have to follow the girl - he was older than them, just out of school and trying to get work. With his dark skin and dark eyes and less than perfect background, he had a hard time, although the son of Apollo had a brilliant smile and a just as brilliant outlook on life. Along with him came Sarah, a tiny thing who was a daughter of Hebe, with curly blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She looked angelic, and much younger than sixteen years old.

Indi wasn't sure why she and Scott were also enlisted - probably because they were the only two actual members of Kronos' army that Fahra could reach - but Indi couldn't complain about a change of scenery. Although she didn't realise how...well, wet it would be

Calli greeted them at the airport, a Hispanic daughter of Aphrodite with short, brown hair and dark eyes hidden behind sunglasses which she really didn't need in Forks. She stood by a blank range rover which she had probably charmspeaked into getting. Diego was greeted with a quick kiss to each cheek and a 'hola', Calli's usual greeting to anyone, despite being in a committed relationship with another woman.

"Did Fahra give you the briefing?" She asked. "She's been...you know. Scatterbrained."

"Something about a surprising lack of anything vaguely Greek. She thought it was suspicious, especially so close to Seattle." Diego shrugged, and took the bag Calli offered him. "What's this?"

"Documents. IDs, house keys, keys for this baby, proof of ownership forms - all that stuff."

"Legally gained I hope." Indi muttered and Scott snorted. Calli placed a hand on her heart, feigning hurt.

"What do you take me for, a common crook?"

"A woman of your beauty? Definitely not common." Scott smiled charmingly and Calli laughed, loud and real.

"As charming as you are, you have the wrong parts." She turned to look at Sarah, who was smiling in amusement. "Keep him under control, yeah?"

"Of course." Sarah grinned and Calli ruffled her hair fondly.

"Well, I've got a plane to catch." She gave a salute. "I'll send Eliza your regards." And Calli was off, duffel bag slung over her shoulder, hips swaying as she whistled a jaunty tune to herself. Indi wished she were going with her.

"Shotgun!" Sarah yelled, darting to the passenger side of the jeep as soon as their bags and suitcases were loaded in the car, acting like she was about seven years old instead of sixteen. Since Diego had possession of the keys, and the only one with an actual driver's license that wasn't an expert forgery, he was in the driver's seat, which meant Indi and Scott were in the back seats. Sure, they were roomy, but Sarah had radio control, which meant they were listening to musicals. It could've been worse - Diego was on a classical kick, which had been hell on the way over. Indi missed him humming smooth jazz.

Scott had got his sketchpad out as soon as he was buckled up, a raggedy old thing wit dog eared pages, the paper cover half falling off. It was full of black and white tattoo designs, some of which had made their way onto his skin, colour schemes written in the blank spots on the pages. He flipped to where he had stopped a design once the plane had landed, absently sketching out a flowery design that he would ink once they were not in a moving vehicle. Indi was immediately jealous of his immunity to motion sickness. She would be vomiting out the car window if she attempted to sketch.

Instead, she busied herself with watching the greenery pass by, wondering if any of the towering trees were homes to dryads, if any monsters lurked in the dark shadows the forests cast over them. She wistfully thought about her beautiful watercolours stowed away safe in her case, fingers itching to paint or sketch or do something, other than get lost in thoughts that she didn't want to have.

Fortunately, the drive was short, not giving Indi time to dwell on her thoughts. She was out as soon as the engine cut out, looking at the house critically. It was large, but not horribly so, with a lawn. She assumed there would be a basement, and an attic, along with the two floors - she could see windows on the roof, and assumed the attic was another bedroom.

"I call the attic!" She yelled, and smirked at Sarah's annoyed whine.

"You suck."

"I'm fast." Indi retorted, and Scott snorted in amusement. "What?"

"That's what she said." Scott whispered, and Indi hit him, trying not to join her half brother in laughter at Sarah's confused 'well, yeah, she did - what's funny?'.

"Children." Diego's voice broke through Scott's laughter and Sarah's demands for an explanation. His eyes were twinkling, obviously amused. "Get your bags, will you? We should probably move our stuff inside, before it rains."

Indi's smile vanished as a drop of rain fell on her nose, and she sighed heavily.

Of course. In Forks, it rained. Constantly.

Lovely.

XoooX

The first day of school basically started with Indi crashing into a girl.

Scott, the jerk, instead of helping, was cackling in delight, then ran off before Indi could punch him in the face. She scowled at his retreating figure, before turning to the girl, helping collect her books from the floor. "Sorry, I should be paying attention, but my brother was leading the way - apparently, he loves watching me suffer." She held out the books, and the girl took them, an awkward smile on her face.

"Oh, it's fine...wait." She held up a finger, as though just realising something. "Map. You're new?"

"Yeah. Indi Vermillon." She offered the girl a, now free of books, hand. The girl took it.

"Bella Swan." She said. "I am actually relieved to see someone who won't stare at me like a curiosity or a freak. Although, your hair might gain some looks." Bella bit her lip. Indi shrugged.

"I'm used to it." The realisation that her jerk of a brother had run off, and that Sarah had split from their trio a while back, lured over by a pretty black girl with hair in ringlets. "Shit. I have no map."

"I, on the other hand, do." Bella retrieved the map from her coat pocket with a flourish, holding it out in front of them. "We're probably sharing some classes - we'll share."

"Sweet." Indi pulled out her timetable, and compared her timetable to the brunettes - they shared English Literature, Spanish and History. Bella had biology on her timetable, whereas Indi had Art - of course she did, she had to have something crafty in there.

"Right, so building three." Bella said, heading out of the cafeteria and, as soon as they turned a corner, saw the building. "Huh. Well. That was easy."

"The bg '3' sorta gave it away." Indi elbowed her playfully. "C'mon, Miss Swan, I'll need help with English - dyslexia is a pain."

Fortunately, the teacher seemed to have been notified of Indi's dyslexia, and she was given a coloured overlay and the text that he had printed out was on coloured paper, the font a slightly larger size. She spotted Scott across the classroom, and he flashed her a peace sign. When Mr Mason wasn't looking, Indi returned it with a less than polite two fingered gesture. Bella managed to not laugh.

Things didn't really get interesting until lunchtime, where Indi, Scott and Bella were sat with a group of people that seemed overly interested in the brunette female, and Sarah had just joined them with her new friend, the same girl from earlier, called Roxanne, when Bella spotted them.

Bella had nudged Indi, gesturing her head towards the table, and Indi's breath had caught in her throat.

Immediately, her mind went to how she would capture them on paper.

The tallest girl, a blonde, would be painted like an angel, she decided. All white and gold and silver. The strokes would be long and flowing, reminiscent of how she walked, how she sat with grace that Indi envied.
The smallest would be more sketchy. She reminded Indi of a pixie, small and bouncy but still held grace. A light pencil, maybe accentuating certain points with a darker one - the eyes, her elegant fingers.
The tallest boy would be markers. He was big and bold and that would come through, with bold outlines, and markers were fun. More childish. Despite his burly outer appearance, he had curled hair and a goofy grin on his face - a more carefree personality, probably a great friend to have.
The other boy, the one with the blonde hair, would be pastels or chalk. Adding mystery and a sort of subtle beauty. Indi's artist eyes picked out the scars on his arms, not diminishing his beauty by much at all, but making her wonder what battles he had faced. He was similar to the blonde girl, except he seemed more...uncertain that he was as beautiful as she.

Then there was the final boy - bronze haired and dark eyed. Charcoal, she decided, smudged and not defined, he felt raw, but not all dark. The eyes, yes, pitch black, but the other features would be lighter, drawing the contrast to the viewers eye.

She was brought out of her musings by Scott peering over and letting out a whistle.

"Who are they? They are gorgeous."

"No." Indi said immediately, knowing where his thoughts were going, and cringing in embarrassment when the bronze boy looked over, as though he had heard them, and Scott blew him a kiss. Jessica, one of Bella's 'friends', snorted loudly.

"Good look. They're the Cullens."

"They're siblings?" Bella asked, and now Indi could see the similarities - the same dark eyes, the same ridiculously perfect features, the same paper white skin.

"Adopted. Well, except from the Hales - Rosalie and Jasper, the blondes. They're twins." Jess explained. "They're all...together. Well Rosalie and Emmett are a thing. And Alice and Jasper. And they live together!" She sounded scandalised and Indi heard a laugh from Roxanne.

"Of course they are. They're adopted siblings. They weren't raised as such, though - Mrs Cullen's sister or something died when Rosalie and Jasper were little, I think, so they were with Doctor Cullen and Mrs Cullen for ages before Alice, Emmett and Edward showed up. It's not that weird." She shrugged a shoulder.

"Whatever." Jess shrugged.

"It's nice of the Doctor and his Wife to take them in like that." Scott murmured, and Indi reached over to give his leg a comforting squeeze. "What with them being teenagers and all."

"I guess." Indi detected the bitterness in Jess' voice, as did Indi's friends. Roxanne appeared to have puffed up in annoyance, but wasn't saying anything. "I think Mrs Cullen can't have kids, though?"

"And that lessens their kindness?" Sarah asked, voice incredulous. "I was fostered, you know. Tossed around from house to house. If someone had let me stay, I would have been so grateful! And I wasn't even at that stage where teenage rebellion happens!" At Sarah's declaration, Jess appeared more contrite, a mumbled a sort of apology under her breath. Indi's eyes flickered over to the table once more, and was surprised to find all the Cullen's watching them. Her eyes caught Jasper's briefly, and he turned his head abruptly, as though trying to appear as though he hadn't been watching that exchange.

He had, though, as had his siblings.

"Have they always lived here?" Bella's curiosity seemingly had not been sated.

"Nah. They moved down from Alaska a few years back." Roxanne said, spearing a piece of pasta with a viciousness that Indi had only seen from Ares' kids. "Newbies too, really, except they didn't seem to find a niche. I tried talking to them, but...well." She pulled a face. "I hold nothing 'gainst them - some guys like the solitude, I guess." Bella hummed, considering.

"Wait, you said four of them are together." Scott pointed out suddenly. "Which one can I get freaky with?" Sarah choked on her soda, and Bella snorted loudly, bursting into laughter. Jess didn't seem to find it funny.

"Edward, the bronze haired one. I wouldn't waste your time - he thinks he's too gorgeous for anyone here." Scott whistled.

"Wow. When did he turn you down?" Jess turned bright red, and Roxanne let out a loud, contagious laugh which had everyone else laughing.

Indi noticed Edward shaking with suppressed laughter in his seat, as though he had heard them even sitting on the other side of the canteen and wondered.

There was a mystery going on there, a mystery that was dying to be solved.

And damn it, if Indi wasn't going to figure it out.

XoOoX

FINALLY REWRITING THIS THING HELLS YEAH!

Ok, so tons of things are gonna be changed, majorly the characters. Expect some canon characters to be OOC, some OCs to be thrown in and romances to be shaken up because fuck love triangles, that's why.

Some important things;

Imprinting is a thing, only it's less of a 'they're the only person I will be with from now on' thing, more a 'they're gonna help me be better, but I am dating this person and I love them more' thing. In simple terms - imprinting doesn't control their love lives, only helping them with certain issues that are hard to overcome.

Other magical beings not in either series may be included - expect witches is what I'm saying. Not magical, wand waving witches - think wiccans and brewing potions over ovens.

This is just after the first Great Prophecy - if I finish this, I may continue with something relating to HoO, but not guaranteed.

SO MANY OCS to be included in later chapters. I would be sorry, only I am really not.

Any questions, comments or advice will be greatly appreciated and answered, just leave them in a review!

Cheers! ~ Jazz xx