Yes this is a Lost Boys/Twilight crossover. more about Lost boys than Twilight.

I dont own anything and I never will x

Running from the Cullens was the last thing I expected to be doing on the week of my 19th birthday.

Well not running from the Cullens per say, I was running from the problem that had occurred.

Flash back

"Akira you need to go, you need to get away from here. From us." I just stood staring wide eyed at Alice, I understood what she was saying, I just didn't understand why she was saying it.

"Wh..." I didn't even get a chance to finish the sentence before Alice shut me up with the answer.

"I don't have time to tell you everything Akira just the short version, you need to get away from here and stay away until one of us, tells you to come back. Someone from Jaspers past is coming here, well not just one person, it's a whole army of them." Now I understood what Alice was saying and the only person I could think of from Jaspers past that would really worry the Cullens would have to be...

"Maria" I whispered. Jasper had told me all about his past and Maria little over a month ago it wasn't a pleasant story. Jasper went through hell to get to where he is today.

"Yes Akira, Maria is coming and she's not alone, nobody knows why she is coming all I know is that she will be here in 2 weeks and we need you gone and all traces of your scent need to be out of this place before they get here."

"But I can defend myself Alice I'm not made of glass I won't smash into pieces. Carlisle has already explained that to you all." I tried to put up a fight, but I knew I wouldn't get far with it.

"I will not argue with you on this one the whole family has decided that you will be leaving, we don't know how durable you are and we don't want to find out by throwing you into a life threatening situation, so don't even try a hissy fit because you are going."

I was to leave the next day.

End Flashback

That was 2 months ago and I still hadn't heard anything bar a few texts from the Cullens and I didn't know whether that was a good thing or a bad thing. The morning I left I was handed a backpack and phone. I was told to head south and make sure I always had the phone on me at all times and do what I was told.

So here I am standing in the middle of Santa Carla boardwalk, torn clothing caked in mud and dirt and looking a right state. Although it seems as if I won't stick out as much as I thought I would, I wasn't the grubbiest person walking around.

Looking around I noted that this is the place I would be staying for the duration of my, what could I call it, Exile yes I would stay here for the duration of my Exile. It seemed like my kind of place. Grungy and by the looks of things no one gave a shit about what you were wearing or how you looked, I could wear what I wanted and not stand out, and that would be a refreshing change from Alice and Rosalie dictating what I wore all the time.

I tied up the Ducati, which I had been given by Alice as a parting gift. Well it was a gift with a purpose, as it was the fastest way of travelling across the country. I took a walk around checking out all the shops and stalls scattered about the place. Just as I was looking into buying some much needed new clothing I got another random text from Alice, the texts were always sent from a different phone that I was assuming was binned after one use, The texts never included much, they usually consisted of Alice telling me what to do or where to go. This text only had one word in bold capital letters.

"RUN."

That one word terrified me. I didn't know why I was supposed to run, and that scared me. Whatever I was running from must not be human we had already established that the only way a human could kill me would be setting me on fire or cutting off my oxygen supply, venom I found out stung like a bitch and marked me just the same as it would a vampire. Now a vampire could kill me easily, it would be easier than killing another vampire but much harder than killing a human, not that killing a human would be hard in any way for a vampire. Shit I am rambling when I am meant to be running. Fuck. Now this was where I had to be careful, I still wasn't as used to the controlling my speed thing as I wanted to be. Knowing when I was going too fast for a human was getting easier to determine but when you are terrified, it's harder to stomp down the urge to run faster. I hadn't been this scared in a while, living with the Cullens you really don't have anything to be scared of. After my first week there I felt at home and for once I felt like I belonged. I don't remember much from the night I met them.

Flashback

I had been running for 4 days now, $220 was all the money I had to my name. My dad died 6 months ago and since then my mother had been slowly but surely drinking herself to death. I had come home from my job waitressing at the local diner to find my mum passed out on her bed soaked in what smelt like days worth of her own vomit and urine, somehow she had managed to drink away my last month's wages. That was the night I left.

Now I was wandering around a place called Forks the only hotel in the town was way out of my price range so I decided I would just wander around for a while try and find a job or something the next day.

I looked at my watch and realised that it was now 2:30 am, I had hoped it would be a lot later or earlier than that but time really is dragging. I was walking through a random alley when I noticed 4 men herding me from both ends of the alleyway...

End Flashback

I next thing I remember after that is waking up with 7 people standing over me. It was then that I noticed how different I felt.

After screaming and having a slight freak out I listened while I was told what had happened. The men that had surrounded me had beaten me knocked me out, I was bleeding badly. Things were about to get a lot worse for me when Alice turned up, I was told she had gotten a vision while out hunting and came running to help me. My wounds were bad but Alice didn't want to change me, so she used her venom to seal the wounds and stop the bleeding. She saved my life that night but she hadn't known the side effects of doing that at the time. She didn't use enough venom to change me completely but enough to bring out changes in me. I was now a human with benefits, if you like. I still have the beating heart and blood pumping through my veins and I still need human food to survive, but now I have the extras, nothing could penetrate my skin other than a vampire. I now had the amazing speed, strength, sense of smell, eyesight and brilliant hearing, I had all the benefits of being a vampire while still being human, I would never grow old and never die.

I did get some of the bad stuff as well, like never having kids I was declared dead to the world. I still have to sleep but I only get tired once a month at the most so you get the good and bad on that one. The things I hated the most though, I now had two completely different coloured eyes one would be forever emerald green and the other was red – the Cullens didn't really like the fact that I chose to drink humans but If I am going to be a vampire might as well do it right.

Then there's the worst thing. The worst trait I ever could have gotten from this. The sparkling in the fucking sun, one of the main reasons I picked Santa Carla everything happened at night, this place was known for its night life. We didn't get the chance to find out if I needed blood to survive, I craved it oh boy did I crave it and I gave into the cravings. I had known that Alice could see visions of the future and Jasper was an empath I also knew that Edward could read minds, not my mind though, but we did find out that I had a mind shield, now I knew that they had these powerful gifts but when I ended up with them I had a slight freak out, and we learned I was a mimicry it basically means I can tap into someone else's power and use it, I only have to tap in once and then I can store it away and use it when I want. Oh shit. I am rambling again. Fuck. Run.

Good thing I have a vampire mind. I didn't know where in the hell I was meant to be running to, so I just took off. That is one of the things that pissed me off the most about the texts from Alice. Alice knows where I will end up running too and she also knows why the fuck I am running. Knowing who or what I was running from would be a great help and really would get rid of the fear and paranoia I was feeling right now.

I ran as fast as I could with so many people around. Well I know I am running in the complete opposite direction from where I left the bike, I think I am heading toward the beach or in the general vicinity of the beach; the smell of the salt water was a lot stronger anyway. Ah, yet another wonderful thing about Santa Carla, here I am running top speed along the crowded boardwalk dodging people like I have a built in radar and no one, and I mean no one even so much as glanced my way, and this worked out perfect for me I haven't really been around humans much for the last year with the running and the living with the bloodlust. The bloodlust didn't bother me much anymore, I still had problems if blood was spilt but other than that I am fine. So being around this many humans at once was a bit daunting, I was still a bit concerned about making friends here, I didn't know if I would but I couldn't walk around on my own like an idiot all the time. I had to blend in.

I was right I could see the beach now, I took a right and damn near threw myself down the stairs and carried on running, I could see the forest out in the distance by the looks of things someone was having a party out there, my thirst wasn't extreme but I hadn't hunted in a month and like they say better safe than sorry. I kept my speed the same, I love the beach at night it's always so calm and relaxing, and I loved the smell of the salt water and...

"Shit" I managed to run into something.

"Fuck" Oh no, apparently it was a someone not a something. The crash threw us both off balance and somehow we ended up in a lovely mess of tangled limbs in the sand.

You probably already know who she has just ran into.