Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.... blah blah blah...

So I have some random pieces that didn't exactly go anywhere... I wouldn't exactly call them drabbles since they are longer that 100 words... but they're under 1000 words so I guess they do fit in the extended sense of "drabble" This is first of a few random pieces that crossed my mind...

Fate, fate… a concept I do believe in after all this time. One I denied a long time ago, when the fate laid out for me simply didn't suited my interests, my longings. Then things changed… I was changed from the fragile, beautiful girl to an almost unbreakable creature with unlimited mental power… almost unlimited, anyway.

Then I believed in fate. It was my fate to hold this power, immortality… it's one of the human memories I still recall clearly. It's not the pain of my changing; although unendurable… it's more about embracing my fate… or embracing a fate that has been forced upon me.

Witches! They trialed and sentenced us to death for being witches. We were 14… life had barely begun for us. In what sick-minded world you take children from their parents and trial them for witchcraft? We didn't even do anything...

I remember the fire all too well, the burning, the pain… it's what I inflict on others… the pain I felt, the fear… God, how I wished it would just end then, how I begged for death… then he came, our savior. Aro.

He was my very last memory as a human and my very first into this existence… my savior, my friend, my guide, the only one I could rely on other than my brother. My gratitude and loyalty towards him are tremendous, as they should be.

I had always trusted him, believed in him even during my changing… I was in pain… Oh, pain doesn't even cover it, but I trusted him.

Not once had my tortured mind doubted I would be saved… I had no explanation for my blind trust then… I haven't had one for a very long time… now I do… I was choosing him in a way, my soul was choosing Aro…

Stupid, emotional, ridiculous Jane! I've willingly given my very soul to one that wouldn't even care to ask for it.

Aro is a collector, I am nothing more than a precious gem to him, I am fully aware of that. I am fully aware of him belonging to another…

That doesn't stop the wishing though… the wishing for fate to finally step in and bring him to my arms…

Ah, stupid, stupid, ridiculous, emotional Jane…