I ran and ran. If I could make it far enough I would be safe. My heart pounded with fear. I fell, a sign of my exhaustion.

The gray-cloaked vampires had come the day before. They killed Papa and questioned us. I shuddered, remembering the pain that the beautiful female vampire inflicted. They took my sister away.

As I ran the night turned into day. Birds began to sing. I hated them for their cheerful song. Didn't they realize that the world had ended? I hadn't agreed with my family on a lot of things, but they were all I had.

If I ran long enough, I could leave it behind me. A stream crossed my path. I didn't have time to hunt and I was thirsty so I bent down. After I slacked my thirst, I looked at my reflection.

I had deep blue eyes and crinkly red hair. My skin was flushed from running. I was the only one of my sisters who had a Caucasian mother. They all had native mothers.

My father was a vampire named Johan. He impregnated mortal women and left them to die giving birth to his children. Later he found them again and told us lies. Nahuel was my only brother. He lived with Huilen, his mother's sister. I envied Nahuel. He had someone who actually cared about him.

I got to my feet and started running again.

Two days later I had reached a rainy forest. I collapsed, this time I didn't have the strength to get back up. I dragged myself under a tree and lay there. The water soaked through my clothes. I didn't have any energy to cry. My eyes closed and I welcomed death.

I heard heavy footsteps beside me. A growl. I didn't bother opening my eyes. A howl split the air. Running footsteps, quiet ones.

"Half vampire. Probably one of Johan's kids." The voice was male, sleek and very vampire. My mind stirred. This person knew my father. I didn't care. I was too tired.

"Let's get her back to Carlisle. Maybe he can help." I was being lifted. I stayed limp, too weak to struggle. The arms were hard and cold, like my father's. Like the Volturi's.

The wave of fear was too much, I passed out.

My eyelashes fluttered. I opened them. I was in a room with lots of books and a wall of pictures. A desk sat in the corner. I was on a cot in the middle of the room.

A hand touched my arm. I shrieked and dashed into the corner, getting a wall behind me. I crouched, warily.

Four male vampires stood watching me. Something was off about them, but I couldn't put my finger on it. Two of them had blonde hair, one had black, and the other one had tousled bronze.

I crouched, quivering in fear. I knew that I couldn't trust anyone. My sister had told me to run and hide, that she would come back and find me. I knew this was a lie. I wanted to shut out the images, but I knew I couldn't close my eyes.

One of the blonds came toward me. I hissed, my eyes flickering everywhere. I was especially leery of the other blonde and the black haired one.

"It's alright, we won't hurt you. We just want to help." The blonde said. "I'm Carlisle, this is Jasper, Edward and Emmett."

I stared at him. I didn't believe him when he said that they wouldn't hurt me. Aro had said the same thing.

Edward stiffened and said. "Maybe Esme should try?"

Carlisle frowned. "That's a good idea. Esme!" he called. I jumped. "It's alright. I was just calling my wife," he told me.

A female vampire came into the room. "Oh," she said, "She's awake. How are you dear?"

I realized what the difference was between these vampires and the Volturri. They had golden eyes, not red ones. The female came towards me. I made a slight growl.

"Easy Esme," the lead blonde said.

Esme held her hand out to me. I looked at her warily. Was she like Jane? Would she hurt me? Edwards face was filled with pain.

Esme's smile was too kind to resist. I tentatively put my hand in hers. I realized that Esme reminded me of Lyra, my motherly older sister. Tears started to form in my eyes. Lyra was one of the ones that the Volturri had killed.

I realized that I didn't care if they hurt me. I had already been through so much. I buried my face in Esme's shoulder.

"There, there, shh, it's okay," she crooned to me. I sobbed. To the others she said, "What happened?"

Edward answered, "The Volturri found Johan. They killed him and some of his daughters. This one escaped. You remind her of her older sister."

I cringed away from him, how did he know this?

"It's okay, dear. Edward can read minds. That's how he knows." Esme told me. I looked into her light amber eyes. "What's your name?"

"Why does it matter? They're gone!" I sobbed into her shoulder.

Esme shooed the males out of the room. She let me cry myself out, patting my back.

"Sitka." I muttered.

"Sitka?" Esme said, "That's your name?"

I nodded, "My mother's and mine. I chose it after her."

"Did you know your mother?" Esme asked.

I bit my lip and shook my head, "I killed her." I braced myself for the on slot of blame, so it surprised me when she patted my head.

"I know. I guess it was wishful thinking."

I looked at her curiously.

"We know about you, because Nahuel came and defended our family from the Volturri. Edward and Bella had a daughter together. The Volturri thought that she was an immortal child. We had to prove to them that she was no danger."

"Bella, lived?" I asked, struck with wonder.

Esme nodded. "I can go get her if you like."

My eyes widened with fear. This was the only person who hadn't hurt me in a long time, and it looked like she wanted to leave me too.

Esme saw my expression, "I can stay here. Let me tell you about my family."

"Family," I sighed.

"There's Carlisle, he's my husband. Then I have several adopted children. Edward and Bella, Rosalie and Emmett, and Alice and Jasper. Edward and Bella have a daughter, like you, her name is Renesmee." Esme paused, "Then there are the werewolves. They are family too. Jacob is the leader, he imprinted on Renesmee. Then there's Leah, her brother Seth, and Quill and Embry."

"Imprinted?" I asked.

"That means that Renesmee is Jacob's soul mate."

I frowned.

"Will you tell me about your family?" Esme asked.

I started, "Papa was a vampire. Then there was Lyra, my oldest sister, Sam, that's short for Samantha. Then there was Melanie and me. Nahuel visited sometimes. I like him. He's the only one who understood." I paused, "Lyra and Sam died along with Papa."

"What happened?" Esme asked softly.

Tears started forming. "The Volturri came. They said that they needed us to come with them. Papa had told us about the Volturri. He said that they were the police of the vampires. But we didn't do anything wrong! Papa was out hunting with Lyra and Sam. Aro had Jane hurt Melanie and me until we told them where they were. We told them and when Papa, Lyra and Sam came through the door, they killed them." My voice faltered. "Melanie told me to run. I did. I heard her screaming." I sobbed again. I didn't know I had any tears left. Esme patted my back and made soothing noises.

"You're safe now," Esme crooned. "I'm so sorry. In a way this is all our fault. If Nahuel hadn't defended us, then he wouldn't have told the Volturri about you. He told them to stop Johan but leave you girls alone."

I bit my lip. That was so like Nahuel. He didn't want us to be hurt.

"Do you want to meet the others?" Esme asked, "I'll come with you."

I nodded slowly. Esme got up, pulling me with her. We started down the stairs.

I cringed into Esme's side as I saw the others. "It's okay, no one will hurt you." Esme soothed.

I was still wary.

"That's Carlisle, my husband. There's Edward and Bella, Nessie's outside. Alice and Jasper, Rosalie and Emmett," Esme pointed them out.

I offered them a tentative smile. Alice came bouncing up to me. I cringed; she was so small, like Jane.

"I'm Alice, welcome!" Okay, she was nothing like Jane. "What are your sizes?"

I stared at her blankly. I glanced at Esme, confused. She chuckled, "Alice loves to shop. She wants to know what size you wear."

I was still confused. Why would Alice want to shop for me? What did they want from me? It's not like I would be staying long.

Edward's face was as confused as my own. "We're not going to throw you to the wolves." Bella elbowed him, he winced and continued, "It's our fault that they found out about your family. You can stay here as long as you want. And asking Alice not to shop for you won't work. The faster you accept it the sooner she'll go bother some one else."

Alice stuck her tongue out at him and turned back to me. I stared at her.

"But nothing has to happen right now." Esme said in a tone that closed the matter. "Sitka needs time to get used to things."

"Sitka? That's a pretty name," Rosalie said gently. Everyone looked at her in surprise. She continued, ignoring them, "Come on, I'll give you a tour."

I glanced at Esme. "I can come too," she said.

I nodded to Rosalie. She was the most beautiful female I had ever met.

They showed me around the big house. I took it in with wide eyes. I had used up all my words. I couldn't say anything else. They seemed to accept that and didn't pester me to talk. Finally we headed back downstairs, where there were sounds of a TV.

"Where's Nessie?" Rosalie asked Bella.

"Still outside playing with Jacob," Bella answered. She had red eyes, like Papa's had been. But hers were much brighter.

"Not for long, Jacob doesn't want Nessie to catch a cold, they're heading inside soon." Edward added.

A large man burst through the door, holding a small toddler. His size sent me into flash backs of Felix. I flinched, holding my arms over my head to fend off the blows. None came.

"Stupid mutt, you scared her. We had just gotten her calmed down!" Rosalie yelled at the man. She put her arm around me. "It's okay, he won't hurt you. I'll kill him if he does. I might kill him anyway."

I leaned into her, staring at the man with the toddler. He was huge. He was wearing cut off shorts and nothing else. His russet skin had droplets on it. It was raining outside. He looked surprised that I was afraid.

"Slowly, Jacob, you remind her of Felix." Edward said.

A growl came from Jacob's throat. I whimpered and hid my face in Rosalie's arm.

A tiny hot hand touched mine. An image of Jacob, laughing and playing appeared in my mind. I watched it without shock. Sam had been able to do that.

I turned to the toddler. She had bronze curls and rosy cheeks. I automatically adored her. I smiled.

I glanced at Jacob and the smile faded. He was sitting next to me. I moved over a little bit. He smiled gently. "It's okay. I didn't mean to scare you. I hate Felix. He hits on Bella too much."

He held his hand out to me. Warily, I put my hand in his. His hand was as hot as mine. It felt, nice.

We all settled down and watched TV. A documentary was on about the rain forest. I feasted my eyes on my old home and fell into uneasy dreams.