IT'S EDITING TIME DEARS! PLEASE BEAR WITH ME AS I TRY TO IMPROVE THIS STORY. IF I FALL SHORT OF THE MARK, THEN I AM SORRY. IF THAT IS ALL, LET'S GET THIS SHOW ON THE ROAD.

SIDE NOTE: I wanna thank CharitinaX for making me go back and re-read this damn story because if she hadn't I wouldn't have realized how cold-hearted I had made my OC. Yeah, must've lost my damn mind when I first started. XD

Okay dearies, for reasons that I'm hoping you'll understand I have decided to completely redo the story. Let me explain something about this whole thing: I love writing, don't think that I don't. I mainly write for my entertainment. And for others as well. If I happen to not like what I've done I will go back and either edit the crap out of it or completely redo the whole blasted thing. Improvement is always present when writing...and it should be shown within the writing itself. Okay, with that said, I shall now get on with the damned show...

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I just love how I get myself into these situations. No, really, I do. Means a lot to me when I can really screw something up. Hell, the last time I messed up this big...no, no, I really don't wanna think about that because right now thinking is what'll get me killed. No, I'm going to have to rely on good ol' instincts. Funny on how something like that will save me where my damned brain won't.

Huh...actually, I've started death in the face more times than I can count. And somehow, I always managed to make it out without having to resort to becoming that which I feared most: a monster. However, I don't think that I'm gonna be able to do that this time. No, I will wind up losing a part of myself to save those that I love...unfortunately, I may never get that piece of my being back. At least, not back to how it was before all this started…

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Resting my head in the palm of my hand, I tried to block out all the negative feelings that were radiating from my sister. Bella and I had mixed feelings about moving to Forks. On one hand, I did relish the idea of getting out of the one place that seemed to constantly remind me of what I had gone through. And the other was the nagging in my mind that told me that this might not be the best idea in the world. After all, it's hard to remain under the radar if you wind up doing something stupid that would put you back onto it. Honestly, I would rather not be on it again.

I sighed as I listened to Mom constantly asking Bella and me if we were really sure that we wanted to go. Really, this was beginning to get on my nerves. Not that I don't understand why she kept on asking, it was because she didn't want to let her babies go. I understood that. So instead of allowing myself to be annoyed, I let the emotion go and settled on a warm smile. Really, Mom was rather protective of her daughters.

Bells looked over at me as I looked over at her with a small grin. Really, she was worrying about me again. She had been for the last few years and really, that was okay. I didn't mind it at all that she was, even though I did hate to make her worry. My sister could be such a worry wort. It could be rather cute.

"Aren't you scared?" Bella asked, looking at me a little too closely. It could be rather unnerving giving she knew what I was capable. I was only to happy to know that she hadn't gone through the same ordeal that I had…that she was still normal. I would see to it that she remained as she was…it was the least that I could do.

"Terrified," I mutter, going back to looking out the window. "I've always hated planes. You know that," I look over at her. "You know as well as I do that being this high up on the ground has always bothered me."

Bella snorts. "You're lying."

I blink. "How on earth do you know if I am?" I was curious since it didn't seem like I had been.

"You've always been a terrible liar," she gripes. "I always know when you're lying to me, Sar. You might be able to fool others, but you can't fool me."

I merely shrugged. "Who said I was lying?"

"I did."

OH, right.

I gave her another smile. "Unfortunately," I sigh. "I am not lying. I hate heights. Always have and always will." Although, there were times when I had to go to rather high heights in order to accomplish certain assignments. If I ever so choose to do ever get involved again in the supernatural – even though, technically, I am a part of it.

My sister just pouted at me. Something tells me that she's gonna sulk on this entire trip. Not that that bothers me. Matter of fact, I am looking forward to yanking on her chain till the plane lands. It'll help keep me from being afraid of it for a little while. Of course, there is one advantage to being up so high – it's seeing the world from the eyes of a bird. It looks rather beautiful down there, but looks can be very deceiving as I can attest to that.

After a few moments, I allowed my mind to drift, remembering things that honestly, I can do without having engrained into my memory. Of course, not everyone can control what they remember or when the memories decide to hit them. So I had to deal with the small flashbacks, unfortunately. Really, I would rather go through having my teeth pulled then remember the darkness and death that I had been subjected. My mind snapped back to reality when I realized that the plane had finally landed. This was surely going to be entertaining since Dad and Bella were the two most awkward people when it came to emotions. I mean, after what I had been through, I was a little more reserved than I wanted to be, but still, if there was a chance to make things even more awkward then I will gladly take the opportunity. And I might just do that.

Dad gave a strained grin as he hugged Bella awkwardly with one arm. I stood back since I had this idea of giving my father the biggest hug that I could muster. Just for shock value. So the moment he released Bella I stepped up with the biggest smile I could come up with and hugged the hell out of him. It was so damned amusing to see the emotions play out on our father's face. He hadn't expected me to do that. Surprise!

The drive to Forks was spent in an uncomfortable silence. Well, for them anyway. I found it to be rather pleasant. Yes, I am a horrible, horrible person for being entertained by their discomfort. Really, I do need to have my head examined…er, then again, maybe not. Wasn't any fun the first time I experienced something similar to that.

After an hour we got to Forks – via driving – a nice town. A little boring as some places can be seen as, but I think I can keep myself entertained. It's my sister that has me worried since as far as I can remember she had never liked this town. Now, in all honesty, I don't necessarily blame her – however, now that we are here I think we should take the time to enjoy. Easier said than done I know, but I think we can make it work. Shouldn't be too difficult. As long as nothing too abnormal happens then things should be right as rain.

Getting settled into the house wasn't all that hard as Bella took her old room and I decided to take the attic. Dad had looked at me like I had lost my mind when I declared that I would take it for my own. I mean, it had been my room when I came here to visit on the rare occasions that I was sent into this general area. Guess he thought that I wouldn't want to keep it now that we'd be staying here permanently.

"You sure you want the attic?" Dad asks, looking a little uncomfortable with the thought of me being up there. I'm not entirely sure why as I am quite used to being in dark places. I've got fantastic eyesight. No joke. I really do. Kind of scary if you ask me. Very scary.

I grin. "Dad, it's fine. I'm not scared of the dark." Not really. I've got pretty good eyes. "I can see just fine." I almost forgot on how uncomfortable our father got when he was reminded that I wasn't exactly normal. I should be used to that by now.

And I could as I walked up the steps to the room that I hadn't seen in about two years. Other than the fact that I had to do some major dusting, everything was still as it had been from the last time I had come to stay here. And as I opened up my laptop, I checked my emails. Imagine my relief when I noticed that there were no new emails. That was a relief since I had just gotten here. I did not want to find myself with orders to do something.

Matter of fact, after that checking, I put on some music and just randomly started dancing around the room. Completely oblivious to everything around me until someone cleared their throat.

"Hey sis..." Eloquent as always since I am sure I had almost jumped to the damn ceiling. Oh, if only the floor could eat me up alive.

She just stood there with a grin on her face. "Hey."

Awkward. Okay, must figure out how to fix this situation up…shit. I can't think of anything!

Damn, that's supposed to be my job. Not hers! I think I need to regain that title or else I am going to have to do something drastic. Like jumping out of the window and attracting some undue attention since it wouldn't kill me. Yup, there would be some questions that I would not be comfortable with answering whatsoever. Of course, I didn't have a chance to rectify the situation as a horn honked outside of the house – naturally. I mean, it'd be kind of silly if there was horn honking in the kitchen.

"Um…" I blink, glancing out a moment. "Did you order a truck, sis?" I do believe I feel my sarcastic side wanting to come out to play a bit.

She shook her head. "Nope." Mores the pity. I so could've had some fun.

I look over at her. "Think we should go out there and investigate this development?"

She huffed. "You read way too many detective novels."

I do? Huh. "Perhaps." Hey! I don't have to admit a damn thing! There's nothing wrong with reading. It's good for you.

We headed outside, I kept a bit too close to my sister as I was rather over-protective of her. It doesn't matter if by chance I know who these people are, I do not want them anywhere near her. It's part of who I am and that is something that I will never be able to change. I am who I am. Unfortunately, being very protective and not able to trust very many people.

Dad reintroduced the two of us to Billy and Jacob Black. Oh, boy. Ya know that feeling when you know that you're being lured into a trap? Yeah, I've got that feeling just now. I think Bella did too because she started to squirm a bit, like she wanted to get out of the area fast. I had the same feeling. Well, we didn't go running down the street like they do in cartoon's so I think it's safe to say that we were going to stick this out. I mean, we can't always just run for the blasted hills every time something possibly distasteful happens – and trust me, I've had ample opportunities to do that in my life.

"You girls remember them," he says almost conversationally. Yup, we're being trapped. I'm not sure if I like where this whole thing is going to go. I swear if our father tries hooking us up, I am going to smack him upside the head with my shoe…or a crowbar, whichever happens to be closest on hand. Of course, if I don't I know for a fact that Bella will.

I blink. "Vaguely," I piped up with a bit of a chuckle to my voice. I am using some heavy, dry sarcasm there in case anyone hasn't figured that out. If not, get a damn sense of humor folks! Sheesh, I am not a professional comedian.

Dad just stared at me. I look back at him with a sarcastic grin and a mischievious look in my eyes. I was letting my more playful nature out and no one was exempt from it. Not even my father's friends or someone from our childhood. Everyone is a walking target. And there is no shame in that whatsoever. Or at least I don't think there is as long as I am not on the butt end of a joke, then all is well.

Billy smiled. "It's all right. Completely understandable. After all, it's been years since you've last seen us." An understatement of the highest order. It's been more than just a few, but that's a story for another time. And believe you me, there is a whole lot that I am not talking about, nor am I wanting to at this point in time.

"Yup," I piped up with a grin. "Been quite awhile," I glance over at the truck. "And pray tell, whom is this for?" I ask as if I didn't already know. I would rather be told though instead of just automatically assuming.

Dad smiled. "You girls."

Bella and I blinked. Say what?

"This?" Bells stated excitedly. I do believe this is the most excited that I have ever seen her since we got here. Well, as long as she's happy then it's all good. Although, I am quite taken with the vehicle as well. Reminds me of something that I had once drove in that other place.

I do believe that was just stated sister dear. "Um…" I raise a finger. "Why?" I've always been too curious for my good.

"Just bought it off of Billy," Dad continued to say. "This way you have a way to get to school." Um…say what? If I recall correctly, I had graduated already so going back really wasn't on my to-do list. At least not anymore. Oh, well, it might be fun. Or at the very least interesting. Either way, I m going to try to enjoy this second time around…even if it kills me.

"School?" I inquire more than a little surprised.

Dad blinked a few times. "Oh, that's right. I forgot you already graduated." Yup, figured that out already Dad. I'm not entirely bothered by the situation. Although, just for my own dark amusement I won't mention that.

I had to withhold a grin. "I usually walk." Yup, ball buster, I be.

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Dad was pretty adamant that I don't walk to school by myself. He'd prefer it if I went with Bella in the truck, which made perfect sense considering that it was pretty damn cold most of the time here. Or at least for my sister. The cold didn't exactly bother me. Not anymore. I mean, after all of the crap that I've had to deal with over the last few years. I'd rather not go into that right now. I would much prefer to remain in a good mood. So that topic may come up at another time.

The drive to school was spent in relative silence…or it would've been if I hadn't been spending so much time trying to make Bella laugh her ass off. Yup, needless to say, I am having a pretty good time here with what I am doing to bring my baby sister some entertainment. It is the least I can do. Of course, the moment we entered the parking lot I could tell that this first day was gonna be rather stressful – mainly because I know that we'll become the center of attention. Yeah, that is not something neither of us are really looking forward to.

"You gonna come in here with me?" Bells asked tentatively. No, because I thought it'd be best for only one of us to show up for school. Pretty sure that I would get into a whole lot of trouble. Nope. Don't need any help in that department – I can get into trouble all on my own. Besides, Dad did say that I was registered. Might be fun to do some of this all over again. I know that I'll get a kick out of it.

I sighed overly dramatic. "Sure. Why not?" And I got a smack for my efforts in humor.

"Are you sure?" She inquires with a grin. Oh, so we're playing this game now.

I grin back. "You might run into a wall if I don't, Bells."

She shot me a glare. "I'm not that bad."

"Um," I giggle. "Yes, you are."

"Right, sorry."

I roll my eyes. "Don't be sorry. You're a klutz. Hell, so am I." Totally true too. I've run into a lot of shit over the years and most of them were walls. Not even kidding. I know that it may seem like that I am being a joker right now, but I am not. Unfortunately.

Bella rolled her eyes. "Thanks so much for that, sis."

I smile widely. "Welcome!"

Going up to the building where the office was located, I couldn't help noticing all the damned stares that the two of us received. It was rather annoying as like Bella, neither of us enjoyed being the center of attention. And being stared at was enough to set us off into wanting to just shoot someone or put our heads into paper bags. Too much? Perhaps, but at this moment in time we didn't necessarily care as we were too busy feeling greatly uncomfortable.

Finding the office wasn't all that hard. Getting our schedules wasn't difficult either as the lady behind the desk automatically knew who we were. Okay, that's a little creepy, but then again with the way Charlie raves about us, it's only natural that people recognize who we are. Though it is a bit embarrassing that we're so easily pin pointed around here. Of course, that shouldn't come as a surprise since we're actually new to this school and no one has really seen us around for quite some time. Well, Bella hasn't been – the last time I was here was two years ago so someone outta be able to recognize me easily. However, when one of the kids ran right up to us and introduced himself as Eric I knew that Bella was also recognizable. Of course, when he said that we were both big news I think I almost fell over with the urge to laugh hysterically. Cuz, really, there is no way that we could be news!

"Uh...thanks, but no," I stated as he said he wanted to do a column in their school newspaper. Bella I could tell was on the verge of panic. I had to cut that before it started.

Eric deflated. "Oh...sorry. Guess we'll think of something else." Unfortunately, he is going to have to because as much fun as that sounds, Bells and I do not want to be in a school newspaper. It's not our thing. "You both seemed like such a good story." Maybe, but it's not one that needs to be told to the entire school. Besides, I know how uncomfortable the th0ught is to my sister. I'm not being a bitch. Someone else might think I am, but whatever.

Bells flushed, I'm pretty sure she was irritated by this whole thing. I found her irritation a little bit amusing. Hell, she gets a kick out of my temper so I figure that maybe I could get a kick out of hers. It's only fair after all – especially when Eric decided to be our guide for the school and personally escorted us to the lunch room. Fantastic.

Eric introduced us to Jessica, Angela and Mike Newton. I'm not sure how I felt about Jessica or Mike. Don't know why, but I got the oddest feeling with them around and it wasn't exactly pleasant. Then again, it might just be because I don't know them whatsoever. Anymore I don't trust people. It's not really their fault, it's just how I am now at days. I am working on it. I'm not a cold hearted bitch necessarily, but I do find it so hard to open up to those that I don't feel comfortable around.

"Kill it, Ang," Eric said. "We're not going to do the story."

Angela frowned. "What are we gonna do?"

I think I should give these guys some ideas. That way they don't look so depressed. "You could do eating disorders in teenagers. Underage drinking." I pipped up with Bella nodding along. "Hell you could do something on suicidal tendencies. Or even teenage pregnancy." I think those last two were rather inspirational for a news topic. And were big things within this country.

"Those are good ideas..." Angela piped up with a smile.

Sitting there talking with Angela about these topics, I froze a little as a chill ran down my spine. It was like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water on me. The feeling I had gotten several times before in my past and it just rang out danger. I'm not entirely sure if it's a good kind of danger or a bad one. At this point it could go either way. At least until I get a view of whoever or whatever is giving me that feeling. Nope. Nope. Nope. Doesn't matter. I don't like that feeling. It's making my instincts go nuts. That's not good either. It really is cause for concern because not much anymore would cause that to happen. Only a moment later did I find out what was causing me to suddenly be on guard. This is not good. Five people came in...two couples and one lone male. None of them are human. That's even more cause of concern since I hadn't been around the supernatural in about five or six years so in all honesty I am not sure how to react to this that won't bring any unwanted attention to myself.

Oh boy, this might not be good…

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A/N: Yup, there we go the edited version of this chapter. Yeah, I took down all the other chapters since I am going to edit them as well. Take out stuff, add in some other things and basically fix all the mistakes that I can possibly find. I will say this, there won't be much changed in the way of the plot. I am keeping some thing secret because if I gave too much away in this story then it would ruin the other parts to this series. I know, I know that that will tick someone off, but frankly, I don't care if someone gets pissed at me for this. Yes, I am trying to keep some mystery in this story. As for the tags, they aren't being changed either mostly because the two tags 'humor/romance' are just two of all that encompasses this story. So if you think that this is all misleading then keep in mind that there's a lot being shoved in here: Dark, Angst, Tragedy, Mystery, Supernatural and all that other jazz. Yeah, so I stuck with 'Humor/Romance'.

ANYWAY. The point is – Don't like, don't read. If you do like this story, then please relax as I go about revising the other chapters and posting them up.