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Summary: The Cullens come back to Forks. But this time they have Ariana with them. Jasper and Rosalie's biological sister and Carlisle's own daughter. Bella isn't who she thinks she is and Edward doesn't believe it when he finds out who she really is. Ariana isn't quite normal either. Not even for the Cullens. Everything seems to get turned upside down with Ariana around and no one seems to believe any of it. Carlisle has nephews that are still "alive" in Mystic Falls, where EVERYTHING abnormal seems to happen. A different type of vampires with different laws. These are the "people" Ariana grew up with.


"But how can she be Lizzie's daughter?" Edward asked his sister Ariana.

"How couldn't she be?" Ariana shot back.

"Ares. . . How do you know?"

"Know what?" asked Ariana's biological brother Jasper, as he walked into the living room where the two were having their argument.

"Did I ever tell you the story of my childhood Jasp?" Edward quickly evaded the question.

"No." He sat on the couch beside his sister whereas Edward was sitting on the table in front of her.

"I was almost famous where I come from. I was from one of the wealthiest families there. But there was this girl there. . . Also from a wealthy family. . ."

Edward was getting lost in his story. Jasper could tell that much. But he could also tell that Ariana knew the story almost as well as Edward, if not better.

"She was my best friend. Other than Ares, anyway." He looked at his "sister". "Her name was Elizabeth. She had a younger sister. Her name was Victoria. Victoria Hansen."

Emmett came in the room after he had heard his brother say the names of the two girls. "Hansen?"

The other three looked up at the sound of Emmett's voice. "Oh, gosh." Ariana said. She walked over to Emmett and put a hand on his arm. He shook it off. "Oh, come on, Der! We were gonna tell you! I promise! We were going to!"

Emmett just stared at her.

Jasper whispered to Edward, "Did she just call him Der?"

"Yes," Edward whispered back.

"Why?"

"His name before Carlisle and Esme adopted him was Derek. Derek Hansen." Edward spoke barely above a whisper, but even then, everyone in the room heard him.

Because, you see, everyone in the room except Ariana, were vampires. Ariana was a half vampire. But she was completely Carlisle's daughter. Esme didn't care. She just treated Ariana like she was her own. Just as she did with the rest of them. Only a few people even knew who Ariana's mom was. Esme, Carlisle, Ariana, Jasper, and Rose. Since Ariana had only been living with them for a few months, she hadn't told the others her complete story.

"Vicki?" Emmett said in surprise when she called him Der.

"Who else?" Ariana said with a smirk.

"Wait. Why did you call her 'Vicki,' Em?" Jasper asked, stopping everyone from talking. The rest of the family came in, but they brought someone else in with them.

*A few months earlier*

"Who are they?" Bella asked Jessica and Angela, as the most beautiful people she had ever seen walked into the cafeteria at Forks High School, Home of the Spartans.

"Oh. That's the Cullens." Jessica answered.

"What about them?" Bella asked again as two more people came walking in behind the others.

"That's Ariana and Edward." Jessica said, after explaining that, 'like, all the Cullens were going out with each other because they were adopted.'

"Are they going out?"

"Oh, no. They wouldn't even think of it. Ariana's nicer than the others. She normally sits with us at lunch. But isn't Edward like. . . A god? Of course, none of us are good enough for him." Jessica rambled.

*Back to the present*

"Bella! How good to see you!" Ariana said, moving from her spot beside Emmett to hug Bella.

"Um, hey."

"Edward. Jasper. Ares. What is going on?" Carlisle asked.

"I was. . . Telling Jasper about what happened when I was growing up when Emmett came in. And. . ."

Ariana stepped in when Edward stopped. "We were talking about the Hansens. We were going to tell Em soon, but. . . We never got around to it."

"And you spoke of the Hansens and Voltaires, did you?" Carlisle asked, sighing.

"Not yet, Dad. Only of the Hansens."

"Vick?" Emmett spoke up for the first time.

She turned back towards him.

"Ares. . ." he corrected himself. "What happened to Lizzie?" Emmett asked. Edward and Emmett both stared at her until she answered.

"I sent her to the past." Ariana paused. "And to the future." Ariana whispered.

"The past and the future? How far?" Emmett and Edward asked at the same time.

"Um. . . Well. . . You know how she was pregnant, right?"

"Yes," Edward answered as Emmett said, "no."

They looked at each other in confusion.

"How did you know and I didn't?" Emmett roared at Edward.

"She told me. Before she left."

"And how come she didn't tell me? Her own brother." He wasn't yelling now. He collapsed on the couch as he whispered the words.

Ariana came and sat by him. "Em. . . Don't take it personally, okay? She probably thought that you would try to keep her there so that you could help her. Because she knew you would do it. But. . . If Mom and Dad found out, Em. . . They would have kicked her out before you could say 'leave.'" Ariana spoke softly.

"Why did she tell you?"

"Because she knew I would help her any way I could. And I did. She wanted to have a better life. . . In the future."

"Then why did you send her to the past?" Edward asked.

"She thought it would be better for her child."

"And what happened to her and the child?"

"Well. . . The child grew up in the Civil War Era. Though, after she was grown, she asked me to send her to the future."

"And Lizzie?" Emmett spoke again.

"She didn't stay in the past. I sent her here. To the future."

"And what happened to the child? How far did you send her into the future?"

"They were reunited as mother and daughter and her child grew up again with the help of magic, returning her to a very young age."

"How far, Ari?" Edward's growl was almost as deep and terrifying as Emmett's.

"Far enough for," Ariana paused and took a deep breath. "Bella to be the child." She mumbled the last words, hoping no one heard her.