This is my first Fanfic so please go easy on me, I may not be perfect, but I tried my hardest.

Chapter 1

My name is Tammy; I am the last of my kind. You see I'm different to other people; well first of all I was adopted, but I cannot remember anything before I was adopted. It wasn't until I reached about thirteen, that I started feeling different; my adoptive family wasn't sure what was wrong with me. So they sent me to a private school, my adoptive brothers and sister tend to tease me because I'm different.

"Tammy! Wake up! Breakfast is ready!" My eyes flew open and I sat upright. Tigger, my tabby cat was curled up at the end of my bed, head upright. I smiled and pulled my hair back behind my ears and picked Tigger up.

"Hey, baby. I have a feeling today's going to be an unusual one. Like always" I said and kissed the cat's furry forehead. My room was cream and right beside my bed was a window that caved outwards and light brown cushions decorated it. A desk with my laptop and a picture of Tigger, and me my bookcase was full of all my favourite books. I tossed the light brown patterned blanket off me and trudged down stairs.

"Finally, your breakfast was getting cold". My adoptive mother, Helen, looked at me her green eyes looking curiously at me, her chestnut, curly hair hung at her shoulders, she wore a pale yellow dress with white flower prints. She looked like an average everyday, housewife. I suppressed a smile and took a sit at one of the high swirly chairs. Helen handed a plate of pancakes, I looked down at the brown flat cakes and felt my stomach growl.

My adoptive brothers, Lucas and Justin, came tumbling down the stairs pushing each other and went straight for my pancakes.

"Thanks, Mum. You snooze you lose dweeb", Lucas said joining Justin in eating my pancakes. I looked at Helen, my eyes glossy with tears.

"Don't worry, honey. Here's some more," She said pushing another plate of pancakes foreword.

"You know what I'm not that hungry anymore" I said and started up the stairs. I slammed the door shut and sat at the window and cried. I felt like my whole soul had been shattered, this isn't the first time that my brothers had bullied me, in fact it was at least the 50th time they had done that. A knock at the door startled me from me feeling sorry for myself.

"Tammy? Hey, don't listen to them, dad's going to talk to them okay?" Helen's face peeped from behind the door. I wiped a tear away from my cheek and sniffed. Helen came and embraced me in her strong, warm arms. I felt like I actually belonged there, like I was apart of the family, my shoulders shook with the unwanted sobs that escaped my body.

"I don't know why I'm crying, but I'm just so hungry and tired all the time", I said. I know that sound weird, but it's true. I used to be muscular and the queen of the track, my running record still hasn't been broken. When I first enrolled at St Gabrielle's there was a record that hadn't been broken since 1875. I tried out for the athletics team and they gladly accepted me. And so I compete against my grade and then against other schools and soon state. The unbroken time was 18 seconds for the 200-meter my time was 15 seconds. And ever since I was crowned queen of the tracks, my brothers had interfered with my diet; they'd always come and steal my lunch and I was always afraid to say something so I just kept it to myself. Eventually I got skinnier and skinner and had to give up the running team.

"Tammy, there's something I, well your father and I need to tell you. It involves your biological parents. You never knew what they looked like did you?" Helen's voice was weary.

"No, I was too, young to remember what they looked like" I said looking down. I couldn't do anything right, I couldn't even remember my own parents names or what they looked like.

"Well, I do" Helen said slightly pushing me off her now tearstained shirt, she got off the bed and went to my wardrobe in the corner of my room. She opened up one of the door and lifted up the floorboard, when she turned around she was holding a dusty old silver book. It was beautiful; it had carved in vine that flowered right until the top of the silver where it then transformed into beautiful hands grasping each other. In the middle it had Tammilia Arizoni scrawled in cursive writing.

"This is yours, Brother Luscious told us only to show you it when you turn sixteen, I guess I forgot on the day of your sixteenth birthday" Helen said smiling, then handed me the book. I took the book and it almost dropped it was extremely heavy.

"Tammilia Arizoni? Is that me?" I asked looking up at Helen. She had a hand to her throat and nodded twice.

"Open it Tammy, it's yours". I did so; carefully I lifted the solid silver cover and looked at the light brown parchment. They had two photo's stuck to them, the people on the page were beautiful, the male had his head high with such poise that said 'I'm royalty, don't mess with me'. He was wearing a black suite that made his blonde hair stand out. His grin made Helen sigh and sit next to me.

"Your father was quite the charmer. Fooled every girl into thinking he loved them, even me. His name was Caius and even I was no match for your mother, Tatiana ". My father's green eyes were looking to the right with such admiration and love, that even I had to suck in a breath. My mother was on the right of the photo; she looked similar to me except for the round nose. Her pale blue eyes were looking over her naked shoulder, the crimson red dress she wore was strapless and hugged her breast and her waist, the rest of the material flowed over her legs and onto the marble floor. As I looked at the first page I felt something inside me wake up, like a dark side of me, as I looked closer at my father I noticed that I had the same nose and the same high cheek bones, and I had my mothers eyes, her glossy black hair and her beautiful figure.

I looked at the bottom of the photos and saw writing in the neatest writing I had ever seen. Caius Arizoni, Tatiana Arizoni, I turned the page and saw several pictures of them together and other photo's of family. Once I got to the fifth page, pictures of a baby girl popped up, pictures of me. I turned the next page and saw words written in the form of a letter.

To my dearest Tammilia,

I'm sorry to do this, but we had no choice. The Volturi would have to destroyed you and could not bring myself to seeing you die in front of your father I. My darling Tammilia, I'm so sorry that we never got to meet, but your father and I needed to hide you. You see there are things in this world that you would not believe, your father was human inn the picture on the first page, but he found about the Volturi a royal group of Vampires, that control all vampires, my darling girl if Caius ever saw you again he wouldn't be able to control himself, so I have to send you away to America away from your home Italy. I have foreseen a tragedy, my darling, in two decades I see a full Luna eclipse, the sun will fall from the clutches of gravity and destroy everything, only you, my baby, will be able to stop the sun destroying earth and restore it to it's natural state. You must understand that you have inherited a special gift, the gift to control space; I know that may sound a little bit peculiar, but I have faith in you. My little angel, be safe.

Love your mother, Tatiana Arizoni.