Summary: This is the story of Sam's little sister, Daisy Serenity White-Uley. Seth/OC

Disclaimer: If I owned Twilight do you really think I would be writing fan fiction?

Daisy's POV:

I was going through the attic looking for my birth certificate. My mom was finally letting me get a passport, so now I needed it.

I finally found a box labeled Daisy. I started going through it. When I got to my birth certificate I wanted to cry and scream at the same time. It was perfectly normal until it got to my fathers information. A man named Joshua Uley was named my father. Not Henry White who I've always known as my father. With tears in my eyes I ran out of the attic and into my mothers study.

"What is this!" I scream at her.

"Oh honey I never wanted you to find out this way. I'm sorry." She said as if a simple 'I'm sorry' made it al better.

"Is their any way I can meet him?" I ask her still seething.

"No honey nobody knows where he is. But I have your brother Sam's number. Sam knows about you has checked up on you periodically, I can give it to you and you can talk to him." She sounded desperate to make it up to me.

"Okay, give me Sam's number and I'll call him by the creek." I told her. She wrote the number down and gave it to me. I simply grabbed my cell phone and walked briskly out the door.

When I got down to my spot by the creek I pulled out my phone and dialed Sam's number.

"Hello?" It was a female voice; I thought I had a brother.

"Uh hi my names Daisy Serenity Whi…uh…Uley. Is um Sam Uley there?" I asked dumbly.

"Yes he is one moment." She replied.

"Hello?" A gruff male voice asked.

"Hi Sam I'm Daisy Serenity Uley, your sister." I told him.

"Daisy? Is that really you? God I can't believe it! How are you? How's your mom? Where have you been? I've missed you." Sam said in rapid fire.

"Yeah it's me. Have we met before?" I asked uncertainly.

"Yeah you were born here in La Push lived here until you were about fie almost six." I could literally feel Sam deflate though his tone of voice.

"La Push? In Washington, it's near Forks. The small reservation town. Right?" I asked getting really fuzzy glimpses of memories from when I was very young.

"Yeah, that's right. We were really close when we were younger." He told me all about La Push and his friends and the lady that answered the phone who was his fiancée Emily. He even invited me to come in live down in La Push for a while with them. I told him I'd call him after I talk to my mom. It was nearly two in the afternoon when we finished talking. I got up and started to make my way home.

I was in a blissful mood when I got home. But when I opened the door and walked into the living room I saw my mothers, my stepfathers, and my half-sisters dead and bloodless bodies. Hunched over my mother's body was a man with long straight blonde hair that was pulled back into a ponytail. He was very pale and had blood red eyes. He smiled sadistically at me and stalked forward.

I tried running but he grabbed me and pushed me onto my parent's bed and raped me over and over. I don't know how long it went on because I passed out from the pain. My last thought before darkness took over was I never thought death would be so painful.