Alright, believe it or not, this story idea came from something random that me and my college buddies on Halloween. We went on the campus Zombie walk and started talking about Twilight the whole time, of course, and told the zombies that the humans were in front of us and that they didn't want to eat us because vampires and werewolves didn't taste good to them; we really freaked them out and it was brilliant!!! So, ever since then we have been walking around campus acting like the Twilight characters we made up that night. True story. Serious. You just can't make stuff this stupid up. But I hope you like the fic!!!

Preface

32 Years After Breaking Dawn

I had always been alone. All of my family had always had someone that they called "their own," but not me. I can't even count the times that one of the members of my large family had told me that I would find someone if I just gave it time. But I didn't want to give it time when I had to sit back and watch my twin be with the wolf that had imprinted on her back before either of us could remember.

Being without a love was not the only reason I was alone. I really didn't know where I belonged. I was part vampire, but the human part of me made me trip. Who had ever heard of a clumsy vampire? My skin was darker like my shape-shifting Quileute side of the family, but if I had a wolf lurking under that skin, it didn't make itself known to me. Not human. Not vampire. Not werewolf.

Just… alone.

Chapter 1

Moving Again

I looked up for the last time at our home of the last five years in Astoria, Oregon as I leaned against Edward's silver Volvo holding my sketch pad in my arms. I had really liked it here. I had been able to make friends here, something every 20-year-old needs. I hadn't just been cast off as one of the "beauty and prefect, but strange" members of the weird Cullen family.

"Aislynn?" My mother called me out of my thoughts and I was sudden surrounded again by everyone else's thoughts. Sometimes I really hated having Grandpa Edward's talent of mind reading. 'She's got that look again…' My mother, Renesmee Black, thought. "Come on, dear, we're ready to go." That always threw me, maybe it was the undying teenager in me, but it killed me that Mom still called me 'dear' even when we looked the exact same age as her, which was hit-or-miss between 16, 17, and 18. In fact, me and Mom looked a lot alike, more so than my own twin – Ellie – did, I had her bronze hair that she had gotten from her father, the same slim figure, and high cheek bones, but my eyes and skin are what made me look different from her. Jacob – my father – had managed to get some of his genes to stand out in me with my tan skin. It wasn't really tan, but it wasn't pale like the vampires of the family either. Last, but not least, were my eyes: bright and piercing emerald green.

I shook my head, sending my shorter hair, it hang around my shoulders in uneven layers, tumbling into my face. "I'm riding with Edward and Bella."

'If it's because of Ellie and Seth-' She started in her mind as she glanced over at her other daughter and her "unofficial son-in-law" coming out of the house chatting away about going back up to La Push for the summer and running with Sam's pack for a while. Ellie had inherited Dad's phasing along with a few of his other characteristics: she had his black hair and it fell straight as a pin around her slightly rounded face, but her eyes were vivid hazel that bordered on being the same bright amber that all the vampires' eyes were after a good hunt. She was shorter than me by at least a good six inches, if not seven.

"It's not, Mom. I just want to be able to think with fewer thoughts in my mind." Only Edward would know I was lying. Although Ellie had gotten Bella's shield ability around her mind so that I couldn't hear her thoughts, Seth was still crystal clear and I didn't want to hear him. I didn't have a problem with my "brother-in-law" – they weren't married yet, but that was only a matter of time – but his "imprint thoughts" as I had started calling the way all the werewolves thought of their imprinted ones, made me want to throw up sometimes they were so sweet. I would be the first to admit I was jealous of what Ellie and Seth had, but that didn't mean I wanted to have to deal with it on our drive to Kentucky.

'Alright, but ask them-' She started this time, but Edward was the one that saved me the trouble.

"Of course, Az, can ride with us, you should know that, Nessie." Edward said with a smile to his daughter as he came out of the house with the rest of the family.

'THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!' I happily thought. I swear, some days around here when it came to this family, Edward, Carlisle, and, every-now-again, Bella were the only ones that understood me at all.

"See, Mom? Nothing to worry about." I said smiling brightly.

"Alright," Carlisle said now that we were all together. He looked over his now very large family: 9 full vampires, 1 half vampire, 2 werewolves, and 2 mutts. 'Mutt' was what Ellie and I called ourselves, since half werewolf, a quarter vampire, and a quarter human is a mouth full. Besides, if the mess that we were wasn't a mutt, I didn't know what was. "We have a long way to go before we get to the new house in Berea, so we better get on the road." Carlisle and Esme headed to the black Mercedes at the head of our five car line up. Alice basically skipped to her yellow Porsche with Jasper walking at her side. Emmett and Rose walked hand-in-hand toward her red BMW, with Ady on their heels.

Ady, the newest member of the family of the Cullen family, was the only one that was totally happy being alone… or should I say 'a loner' since she didn't want to be tied down to one man for all time. She had come into our family in the way that Bella might have if Edward hadn't been as strong as he was; she had been Jasper's singer. We had just been lucky that he had found her walking in an alley one night when Alice had dragged him out to shop or we would have had to move from here three years ago rather than now. By some miracle, Alice had been able to get her mate to come to his senses before killing Ady, but she had been too far gone and had turned into a vampire. We were all very supportive of Jasper, but he still felt guilty over the whole ordeal, even though Ady loved being a vampire and had taken to being a vegetarian pretty easily after the first two years. Though Ady thought of Alice and Jasper as her new parents, she acted like a female version of Emmett in a five foot seven inch deep red head's body.

Mom, Dad, Ellie, and Seth climbed into Emmett's Jeep Wrangler. It always amazed me how many cars we all had, you never really saw them all until we moved since we had more cars, not to mention four motorcycles, than we did people. Most of our cars and things had been driven over to the new house last week. I hadn't seen it yet, and I didn't want to, I had stayed here and said my last good-byes to my friends, made a million promises to write from my "college," since they, of course, didn't know that I would be repeating high school again, and had cried more than I wanted to, but clearly not enough since I still felt like crying as I looked up at the house again. I could see my empty room from here…

"Aislynn…" It was Bella this time.

"I know." I said with a sigh before she continued her sentence. "I just… this was the closest I'd ever felt to being normal… You can understand that, can't you, Bella?"

She looked at me with the same amber eyes as the rest of my vampire family had, though I had been told they were once the same chocolate brown as my mother's. "I know you don't want any advice or words of wisdom, so I'm not going to bother with any." She hugged me and kissed my cheek.

For some odd reason, that actually helped. Her understanding that little bit did help. "Thanks." I said hugging her back and tear or two escaping from my eyes. The word 'Grandma' came to my mind, but I had never called my grandparents 'grandma' and 'grandpa,' just…Edward and Bella.

Edward looked at us from driver's side of the car. 'I hate to say it, but… time to go, Az.'

I nodded and wiped my stray tears away and got in the car. I placed my sketch pad beside me, it would be the way I would remember this place, in the drawings and printings I had done of it over the last five years. Every time we moved that's what everything came down too; a few filled canvases and sketch pads, a hand full of people I had grown attached too, and that over whelming feeling that I was all alone even in my family.