A/N: New story from me! Sorry, I was reading BD last week and finished it in three days by reading like 200 pages a day, so then this idea popped up! Hope you like it!

Chapter 1: First Impressions

My strides were long, I was trying to move as quickly as possible through the dense forest. Had I been breathing, my breath would be coming in short gasps. The greenery would be blurred to a normal human's eye, but I saw every detail in perfect, clear Technicolor. Then again, I wasn't a normal human. My throat was burning from thirst. It had been weeks since my last good meal. Though I tried to feed as little as possible, it could sometimes be a real pain. Sooner or later, they would find me again, and I would have to go someplace new, crossing the continent over and over again. It had been like that for pretty much the last two years. They wanted me badly, and if they found me there would be no way to resist.

The forests here were nice, once I took the time to notice. They were lush and green this time of year, around mid-August. I could really get used to this part of Washington, despite the constant rain.

Suddenly I stopped dead in my tracks, as I picked up a nearby scent. It was familiar to me, yet slightly different than anything I'd ever tasted. It was my own kind. I figured Aro and the guard couldn't be too close to me, unless, of course, he brought Demetri again. Last I'd checked, the tracker had something else to do, though I wasn't sure what, so I was probably in the clear for a couple weeks, at least.

Though I knew I couldn't get tired, it would be nice to settle down for a couple days with some of my own, though I'd be on the run again, soon enough. When you had an ability that Aro wanted, he didn't give up easily.

I plunged ahead through one of the many forests in Forks, following the scent I'd picked up on until it began to strengthen. Now my run was more relaxed, less urgent. I didn't want to come on as a fugitive or something. I entered a clearing, where the many different scents of a coven mingled together for awhile. They must have been here before. Now all I had to do, was follow their trail back to their home. But what if I was following a migrating coven? No, I didn't think this many vampires would all be running from place to place together. That would be a little to obvious, I think.

Quickly, I caught on to the scent trail of all of them intermingled, following it until I got to the biggest house I had ever seen before in my life. Well, besides the Volturi castle, but that's a castle, so... Technically, it doesn't count. Most of the walls were made of glass, and it had two stories, not to mention there was probably also a basement. But it was probably mostly for show. If they stuck around here for any amount of time, they'd need a human charade, and something told me that was the case.

They already knew I was here, from the sound of it. I could detect 9 different, hushed voices, and two heartbeats. Plus one stench I couldn't quite identify. I figured the stench and one of the heartbeats belonged to one person. But there was also a faint human, but not human smell. It instantly caught at my attention. I was cautious in approaching the door, not knowing what abilities they may have had. If they had any like mine, and attacked without warning, I was definitely in trouble.

I raised my fist to knock, but it was unnecessary. A man answered the door. He had sandy blonde hair and looked to be in his twenties. His eyes were an odd amber, something I'd never seen before on a vampire, though he definitely was one. He watched me for a moment, his eyes lingering longest on mine. Just as I'd never seen a vampire with amber eyes, he'd probably never seen one with pink. I smiled politely.

"My name is Leslie," I introduced myself. "I'm sorry to have come here so suddenly. I wouldn't have if it really wasn't necessary. You see, I've been running for the past couple weeks, basically nonstop. I know we don't tire, but it would be nice for me to settle down for a couple days, maybe have a small meal. If you don't mind anyway." The man glanced back at someone else in the room, as if checking the truth of my words. Oh, man, I really hoped it wasn't one of those guys again.

"Hello," the man greeted me. "We would like to be of service to you, but I'm afraid I'd like to ask you to refrain from taking a bite out of any humans in this area."

"Oh, man, you're not, like, those super territorial vampires are you?" I asked, my face scrunching up. I'd run into some like that before, and, trust me, they were not fun to deal with. "Just because they happen to be around our area at the moment, we officially have rights to them?" The man laughed, a nice sound, though there was no disguising the nervousness hidden under it.

"Oh, no," he said. "Why don't you come in and let me explain?" I heard a hiss from inside the house.

"Um, I'd really rather not..."

"No, it's fine, don't mind Rosalie," the man reassured me. He put his hand on my back and led me inside the grand house. I stood inside the door uncomfortably, feeling all their eyes on me. If I could have blushed, I would have.

"Feel free to have a seat..." the man said, gesturing to the couch. I didn't budge. "Alright, then. I am Dr. Carlisle Cullen, and this is my family. We have a lot to tell you."

I sat in the car, waiting. For what, I'm not sure. Jacob had told me how he had done this once, before Renesmee was born. Of course, it hadn't worked for him, and he had all the luck. I had negative three trillion as much luck as him. The odds weren't looking in my favor.

I was the newest werewolf- shapeshifter, whatever- and one of the very few left who had yet to imprint. All the ones who had already imprinted said it was just because I was the newest, but I was getting tired of waiting. I had to watch them all everyday, and it made me sick to my stomach, though not for the reasons I'd led them to believe. No one liked me, really. At times it felt like Seth was my only friend, and the others would really rather do without me. Leah said I was anti-social, but I always made attempts to join in with them. They just seemed to ignore me, mostly.

So I turned to my last hope of ever finding someone to talk to- imprinting. Though Jacob had only told us the story to make us laugh, it didn't seem like a bad idea to me, sitting by the street in Olympia, looking at every girl that passed, waiting for that magic-like connection. But what if the one for me wasn't even in Washington? I had the whole state to search, and the whole eternity to do it, but what if she was on the other side of the world? Would I really be able to find someone for me who was also close to home? I calmed myself down, realizing that my thoughts were getting to me.

"Hey, you."

I looked up at the tap on my window. There was a woman standing there, in a colorful sundress, smiling at me. I didn't know why she'd wear a sundress in west Washington state, the most sunless place in the world. I rolled down the window.

"Yes?" I questioned.

"I'm sorry to bother you," she said brightly. "But, are you looking for someone?"

"You could say that," I responded.

"Is there any way I could... maybe help you out?" She asked. "I don't mean to pry, but you look quite lonely over here, deep in your own world of thought."

"I don't think so," I sighed. After a moment of silence, I continued. "You see, I don't really know who I'm looking for. I'm just waiting... for the right one to come along, I guess."

"That... that's very sweet, I haven't heard something like that for such a long time," the lady sniffled. "Thank you, young man. I believe you have made my day. Well, good luck, then."

"Thanks," I told her, before she left. After a moment, I realized three things.

That encounter was really, really odd.

I was really becoming a sap with that whole 'waiting for right one' bit.

Sitting in a banged-up old car on a random street in Olympia was getting me nowhere, and probably also gaining me a lot of looks.

I sighed, and put the old '57 Studebaker that Jacob had fixed up into gear, moving slowly and hopelessly down the street.

I had promised myself I would stay silent throughout Carlisle's explanation, but now I was bursting with things to say.

"So I've been starving myself all this time for nothing?" I gaped. "I never thought of drinking animal blood instead of human blood! Oh gosh, all those humans I've killed, and for nothing? I feel so horrible and stupid now! Why didn't I think of that earlier? Carlisle, please, I'm begging you to teach me. I want to hunt animals instead. I want to learn to be a vegetarian like your family. You know, that term is kind of ironic, because for humans, eating only animals would make them carnivorous." The bulky one, Emmett, laughed at my outburst.

"Aren't you only going to be around for a couple days, though?" Rosalie asked.

"I could make an exception," I said. "Sticking around for a couple weeks or so to learn won't hurt anyone. Actually, it will help people instead."

"We would love to teach you, Leslie!" the small dark-haired girl, Alice, it was, cried. She'd started acting excited as I'd listened to Carlisle's explanation of the Cullen's ways. She hopped gracefully, even for a vampire, over to sit next to me on the couch. They all glanced at her with some hidden understanding. I figured she had some ability that could make them agree with her or something.

"Great!" I agreed, not paying attention to the others.

"Come on, we could start now!" Alice smiled. "I promise nothing's going to go wrong, Carlisle."

"We are trying to get more vampires to be like us," Carlisle thought aloud. "Alright then. Alice, Emmett, you'll come with us."

Emmett to hold me back, and Alice because she was the only one who volunteered, I guessed. And of course Carlisle would be coming too.

"Great!" I agreed. Alice grabbed my hand.

"I've got a lot to tell you on the way!" she smiled, pulling me towards the door. I had this feeling that I wasn't going to be getting bored with Alice around.

A/N So, would you have guessed this was a Twilight story right away if I hadn't told you? Tell me if anyone's too OOC, okay? I want to try to stay true to their personalities.