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Nalia's Pov

I had panicked. I know I would have fainted or at least cried; but I was dead. I had died two nights ago but my body was stuck here and I would be condemned. They should have killed me; that would have been the fate I would have accepted…not this. I was a walking talking corpse. Dead eyes and a numbed soul…if it was even there.

My face screamed beauty but I knew it was false. I would have laughed seeing how I was more beautiful dead than alive but I didn't know if I could laugh.

A loud crash sounded around me as shards began to fall again around me, splintering and breaking upon impact.

Time would tick again and I was going nowhere fast.

Footsteps thudded around upstairs and I flinched back from the noise, it was all too loud. My senses were on overdrive.

Too many sights and smells.

I looked helplessly down to my hands they were covered in fragments and riddles with cuts that healed before my eyes. My head shook in disbelief. The cuts hadn't looked normal. It was if my skin was stone and it only shattered my skin as it had itself. It was inhuman; but I guess I'm not anymore.

I could feel my throat constrict and my stomach churn, I would have puked. The footsteps grew louder and louder and I knew whoever was coming towards me would be here soon.

How I wish I could cry.

On a second thought; if I was wishing for things it would be that I would wake up and this was all a dream…a nightmare.

"Hey girly." A loud voice called out with a slight unease. Would he be mad that I broke his mirror?

My head snapped around faster than I could comprehend and soon I was crouched low to the ground with my teeth bared and glaring hard at the muscular man in front of me.

A feral hiss escaped my lips and I knew I would never be the same again.

"Woa calm down. Didn't mean to scare ya." He grinned, completely unfazed by my primal stance. I straightened out some, feeling less threatened once he raised his hands and tilted his head to the side exposing his neck.

Freaky.

I clenched and unclenched my hands feeling the strength that ran through them. I was strong now. I didn't have to worry.

"Who are you?" I whispered

He seemed to have heard me though. "Emmett Cullen, the coolest one here." He grinned widely, flashing his white teeth at me.

I let a slight smile play at the corner of my lips as I spoke "Oh? I don't know you seem rather boring to me Mr.…Emma? Was that it? Sounds kind of girly to me." I smirked, enjoying his flustered appearance.

His shocked expression soon turned into another monster eating grin and it was hard not to smile back. "I knew I'd like you, Newborn."

I let out a short laugh and nodded "The name's Nalia and I'm not an infant." I scoffed looking at him, daring him to challenge.

"Newborn is the term we use for new vampires." The penny headed vampire droned robotically as he entered the room.

I let out a short Hm noise and nodded to Emmett, grinning thoughtfully. "Looks like you are the cool one."

His laugh was like a loud boom that shook the house. You can't help but laugh too seeing cute dimples on such a muscular tough guy. My own laughter got me thinking…when did I start having fun? Aren't I supposed to be sulking still about my death? Who knows…?

That is after all entirely boring but just thinking about it I sobered up. Emmett seeing the change he offered to show me around the house.

I quickly agreed wanting it to seem like I was just on some lavish vacation. After all I've never been in a home this fancy or expensive and the thought that I could possibly live here sent shivers down my spine.

I looked cautiously over to the man who I learned is called Edward. He was different…that's for sure and I didn't know how everyone put up with him because he seemed like some such up rich kid that thought fun meant playing bolo or something. I don't know…maybe I'm wrong.

He didn't seem to mind my presence though and for that I was grateful.

Still seemed stuck up to me.

Edward looked sharply over to me but his eyes weren't hostile just more of a toying look in them. I tilted my head at him cautiously. "Vampires can sometimes get special talent. Alice, you haven't met her yet, she can see the future." I nodded carefully at him. "I can read minds." He grinned.

My eyes widened I think I got ten shades paler too, even though I know it's impossible. Crap.

"Crap indeed." He laughed.

Emmett couldn't help but laugh too but I think it was from hearing Edward say crap. He didn't seem like the type to so I smiled slightly…still embarrassed and we walked on.

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I don't know how long I waited for everyone to show up at the house. Edward said they were all anxious to meet me; I think that made the knot in my stomach worsen. He looked over his shoulder at me pityingly I only gave him a sharp nod and looked helplessly at Emmett; he was still the one I was most comfortable with.

My mind was going at five hundred miles per hour as I waited to be formally introduced to them. They would hate me. There was no denying it. Every one of my families seemed to…eventually they all did. I was too passive for them and when I tried the opposite I was too obnoxious or violent. It never worked out. Plus there were only a handful of people that were willing to take in two children at once. Me and my sister would never be separated. I guess that thought was a lie.

It all is really.

I had real parents…I did. I remember them as well as I can. My mom was always baking something sweet smelling and would swat away my hand as I reached for a cookie. She gave my elder sister the batter off of the spoon because she always helped. Sometimes I can only remember fragments of laughs or smiles but then other times I couldn't even remember my mother's face…let alone how she sang in the morning or how her eyes seemed to twinkle in delight as she watched my sister and I do out ballet.

My dad was a mystery to me. I couldn't even pick out the color of his hair and I know if I passed him on the street I wouldn't be able to pick him out if it saved my life. The memories I have I always know he's their; right over my shoulder. It's not in an ominous way though. He was watching me and guiding me like a proud father but the second I turned around to face him my mind blocked the image and it all blurred.

I don't remember what our house looked like either…or if we had any pets…I always hoped for a cat; one of those big fluffy fat ones that just lies around all day and that I could scoop up into my lap and hear its gruff purrs as I pet it.

My sister told me that we used to be close with the neighbors little boy and watched him frequently…the name now escapes me.

I don't even remember the age we left and never went back.

All I know is that we had to go…it wasn't safe anymore…or there was some sort monster on our tail. Maybe there was some huge secret and we were mad.

We couldn't go back though.

My eyes snapped up at the sound of footsteps. My bright red ones met the golden honey ones of a small pixie like woman. She was childlike in vibrancy and glowed with a light I could not place. She was stunning, then again they all were…we all were.

Her dainty pale hand was intertwined with that of a man with long blond hair and wary eyes. He stood stiffly, expecting me to pounce and had the woman tucked slightly behind him. This action almost made another strange hiss come out of my throat.

He was no enemy. I could feel that.

They were the only new two in the room, the rest of the...family…I had seen before but not officially met so I guess now was the time.

I straightened my posture and strode forward with false confidence and I slight bounce to my step. I could hear Emmett snickering behind me to which I sent a quick glare at him and continued forward.

The pale hand sticking out in the air as a greeting I recognized slowly as mine even though it looked nothing like it. It was a peace offering of sorts one that I waited for a response.

Their faces were all shocked; open mouths and raised eyebrows. I frowned at this and dropped my hand slightly, feeling a bit disheartened.

The pixie like woman stepped forward, pushing away her boyfriend who tried and failed to restrain her. She strode forward; practically dancing. It was my turn for confusion. She wore an unguarded smile and pulled me into her arms.

I cringed and my posture was still as a board as she engulfed me in her arms. I stood froze, unable to comprehend what was going on. She squeezed me once more, to which I patted her back awkwardly, then let go.

"My name's Alice and I'm so happy to have you here with us!" She beamed.

I nodded at her and gave her a weak smile. "Sure." I answered lamely.

Her boyfriend or husband or whatever stepped forward. "The name's Jasper, Little miss." He drawled out in a southern twang. I grinned hearing it and shook his hand politely.

The next was Carlisle and his wife, I assumed. "My name is Esme…it's nice meeting you sweet heart." She smiled warmly

Then there was Emmett's 'mate', as I learned it's called, Rosalie. She seemed a bit cold but her eyes glowed with a guarded kindness and she nodded politely before giving me this weird pitying look. I hated that.

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"Do we really have to, Carlisle?" A voice asked sadly, seeming to already know the answer to that question.

I walked around the corner slowly, knowing the voices came from the kitchen. The door was cracked open and I could make out Esme's shape. I tilted my head confusedly but said nothing. I stood and listened and I know now that I shouldn't have because I know if I hadn't have heard what Carlisle said next I probably wouldn't have been in as big of a mess as I am now. My decisions are my own and I guess there's no changing that now.

"We have to get rid of her for a-"

My eyes widened and the feet below me took me a heavy step forward. "I knew it!" I hissed, my eyes glaring accusingly at the floundering vampires in front of me. Their eyes shone in hurt and shock. I didn't care. The idea had already imbedded itself into my mind and there was no going back. "This all seemed too good for someone like me." I bit out spitefully. "You know what? You don't even need to tell me to leave; I'll do it on my own."

I didn't look back. I never did as I ran out the door and I certainly didn't as I made it out of town. My feet took me far and wide and I searched place after place trying to find somewhere suitable to live.

I tried hard to remember the name of the country me and my sister had dreamed about living but since I was bitten the blurred fragments of memory I had left were even more unclear.

So my feet took me far and wide and I fed on whatever I felt. That was a shock…feeling the thirst as I walked through a crowded city, it was an experience I was likely going to remember forever. With a laugh I realized I did have forever. I could do anything, go anywhere and remember anything.

It's not that I killed any human I saw but I did kill some. I'm not ashamed of what I've done. It's in my nature even though I refrain from doing so as often as possible and eat animals instead. This is a great pain so I often treat myself to a human or two for desert. The first time were amazing, a surge of power and the soft warm trickle of blood flowing into my mouth? It was addicting and I was hooked. An addict with no possible hope of quitting and no one to save me. My eyes, as a side effect of my swaying diet, were a strange silver shade; not that I minded. They were a piercing shade that charmed most of my victims, all men; all killers. Then again…I was one too and I felt the guilt as I walked by myself at night under a film of darkness. How I hated the way I easily blended into the shadows and how I belonged there. I was a beast.

It must have been at least a solid month until I saw another vampire. I soon learned his name was Felix but it took me another day or so to get it out of him that he was on a mission of sorts. That was all he would say on that matter however. It was disappointing. I had a thirst for knowledge as much as I did for blood. We got along great though; he even said I should look him up some time again. He said my eyes were unusual and quite fascinated with them; I had caught him staring into them quite frequently and often blushed madly when he did so.

I wasn't so alone after all.

Even when he did leave and I once again walked the shadows, cloaked in my own dark. I had grown accustomed to it but I did not love it.

My mind was constantly racing with thoughts and ideas and impulses. The whole process made me feel drained but I knew I couldn't sleep. That was probably the strangest part of the whole ordeal; all these knew feelings and rules that didn't apply to me before.

Then I came to it.

My destination.

I was sure it was it.

The memories al buzzed in my head and I knew.

This was home.

My search had finally come to an end once I took several ships overseas and found it.

Volterra Italy.

Hope you liked it and sorry that it had a pretty big time skip but the time there wasnt really all too necessary and there wont be much more skips- promise!

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