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Chapter 1

I arrived home Sunday having departed from Forks on Saturday. To say that my father was suspicious of my sudden arrival after no one knowing where I was for almost half a year was a big understanding. Don't get me wrong I had checked in at least once a week, for I knew it was a matter of time before they would try to assign Zoe in as the new alchemist of the family.

My excuse for being away was that I had to renew my beliefs and that being alone would help. My father being the perfect alchemist he was suggested a re-education center. He looked pained when he said it but I knew it wasn't because he cared for me but because of the humiliation it would cause the family if I did go. Having someone in the family that cared at least a little bit for a Moroi, or dhamphir was a shame. Now that I think about it I think I would have preferred listening to him than being what I am now. No strike that, if I had accepted to go, then I would been a controlled person. One without thoughts of their own. Being a vampire at least you could still think on your own.

I definitely could still remember the day I had been changed. Even though it was fuzzy being that they were human memories and I couldn't see as good as I can now. It had been a Wednesday, I had been driving home after my last interrogation with the alchemist. They had let me go because they knew I was not going to tell them anything more and there was nothing else to do. But I knew they were still suspicious of me and that I wasn't off the hook.

I was thinking of what to expect from my father when I got home when all of the sudden I see a flash going across the road. I was scared initially because I was the only one on the road being that it was secluded and a back road. I knew that if I screamed no one would hear me. The second reason that I was scared was because it was nighttime and it was usually the time when strigoi fed.

~Flashback~

-5 months, and 13 days ago-

After the flash I saw I floored the pedal trying to put as much distance as I could between whatever it was and me. The next thing I feel is a jolt in the car and I see all of the trees upside down. I didn't know what was happening. I think I was unconscious for a few seconds because the next thing I knew was pain all around me but specially in my head. I groaned as I opened my eyes and I realized that my car was upside down. I tried to open my door but it was stuck. So using my foot I broke through the window. As I was getting out of the car I knew that I had luckily not broken anything. The worst I could have was a concussion.

When I fully got out of the car I saw a man standing next to a tree. The most I remember of that man is blood red eyes-at least I think he was man, I just felt a hunch that told me he was. At first I didn't know what he was since strigoi only have a red ring around their original eye color. Instead this man had a full red color eye. I later learned that this signified a vampire that fed on human blood altogether different from the Cullens.

I remember bits and flashes of the rest of that night. A jolt as he threw me across the road and pain as I fell on a tree. The bark scraping across my back and twigs scratching my face. As I fell from the tree I landed wrong on my ankle and I knew I had broken it. The man came toward me faster than I knew a strigoi could move. Since I had seen some in action when I was helping Rose and Dimitri get answers. I felt terror overpower my pain. Not agreeing with some of the alchemist beliefs didn't mean that I wanted to get my blood sucked out of me or worse get turned into one of them. Unfortunately that was what he got in mind.

After that I knew no more and I had woken up in the Cullen house in Forks, Washington. They had said that Alice had a vision and that they went to get me while still changing. Fortunately for me, or from what Edward, Carlisle, Esme, Emmett, Rosalie, and Jasper told me, I didn't suffer the pain of the change. Alice didn't experience it either but she had so much sedatives in her system for years. I didn't so everyone was confused why I didn't experience the pain. Don't get me wrong I wasn't complaining but I still wanted to learn why. After they had explained to me about vampires and I told them about my world. I could tell them because they knew about our world. Living three hundred years you get to learn stuff.

Since no one had told Bella and I could talk about it to her I also learned that my lily tattoo didn't work anymore. Rosalie had taken me hunting since she agreed the most with my beliefs. About this thing that Bella called living was actually hell. Being frozen like this forever, having no children, and feeding off animals. At first I refused to drink since I didn't want to fuel the monster. Then I started to think about Zoe. About what would happen to her if I didn't return. The thought that she would become the family's alchemist gave me a new reason to live and drove off the thoughts of killing or having someone killing me.

Having control or not over what I am, did nothing for those three deer and mountain lion. When I got back I told the Cullens about my new goal. To go back to my new life. That was when Edward shattered my dreams. By telling me that I couldn't since I used to live in a sunny area which would make me sparkle. I looked to Rosalie for confirmation and was shattered once more when she gave me a sad, pitiful smile and a nod. Then something happened that made me like Jasper, no matter if he looked intimidating with his scars.

He said, "Edward, you don't know maybe she won't sparkle. So far she hasn't shown normal characteristics of a vampire. No red eyes-," it was true I had mostly the same eye color like I did when I was...human. "-No uncontrollable thirst. Maybe because of her past she has a gift that hides what she is." I could tell that the other Cullens thought he had a point and were pondering on what he had said. Then a beam of sunlight poked through the trees and Alice said, "Try it," she said it with a smile which gave me the encouragement I needed.

All of us filed out of the house. I closed my eyes and went under it. I could feel the heat and I heard the gasps from the others. I finally had the courage to open my eyes and I looked down to nothing. When I say nothing I meant that I wasn't sparkling not that I had become invisible. I looked up and smiled at the Cullens happy that I could go back to my normal life. Not knowing that the one who changed me was also smiling down at me from a cliff in the distance. Not knowing that his smile was a cruel one.

As the days passed by I learned new stuff about vampires, and I had new theories. The most important theory that I had come up with was the one about restoration and to an extent if our souls could be saved. I wanted to prove the alchemist wrong and see if I could still go to heaven. I had told the Cullens about how Dimitri and Sonya had been restored from being strigoi. We didn't know if they could go back to being humans. Rosalie was the one who wanted the most to be restored. I didn't like that I had to crush her hopes. Since there was no hope that the spirit charmed stake could penetrate our cold marble skin.

See strigoi had a red rimmed eye but they had their old eye color. Have you ever heard that your eyes are windows to your soul? It was the same case here. Strigoi still had their soul but it was put on hold, if you please. While our eyes were completely red or in our case gold. Which indicated that our souls were concealed. One of the positive sides of being this type of vampire is that we can still make decisions between good and evil. While strigoi can't, the sad part is that most of our population preferred to drink human blood.

~End of Flashback~

I knocked on the wooden door and waited as I heard heavy footsteps come from the my father's study. I had wished for my mom to open the door but oh well I had to face him at some point. I waited as he finally arrived and for him to open the door. All the while I had checked my clothes. Khakis, a white color formal shirt were okay to my dad. My hair was straightened to perfection and now for the judge. My father was the ultimate test to see if I passed into my old life. I saw as he opened the door, and watched as his eyes widen as he looked at me. Taking in my appearance and seeing the old hard glint in his eyes. I gave a small mental sigh of relief I had passed.

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