AN: It's the second chapter… Forgot to do this in the other chapter…

Disclaimer: (announcer's voice) I do not own Twilight or its characters, unfortunately. If I did, Eddy boy wouldn't have got the girl

Anyway, later on in the story I'm going to add some of my own characters, yay me. Also, I don't like the idea of sparkly vampires so yea… And please R&R if you like the first chapter (and this one).

"And this is Rosalie," the coven leader said. I nodded my head in acknowledgement and went back into the house. When we resettled, the seating was slightly different. I noticed that Edward sat closer to Carlisle then Esme did, who was sitting next to my right side. Rosalie sat on my left side a couple feet away but looked as if she wanted to move a little closer. Now my nose was completely filled with the scent of roses (ironically), honey and vanilla. After a brief silence, I turned to Jasper and Emmett.

"You boys still have your wings?" I asked.

"Yea, but we haven't used em since we were turned," the giant said with a pout. I looked at them and said, "Well, I guess it's time for a breather." I got up and walked outside to the backyard. With a flash, my normal clothes changed to a black tang-top, black skinny jeans and black polished combat boots. The vampire family sped out. "I'll go easy on you guys for this round," I say as a light taunt.

"I wanna go first!" Emmett yelled as he took off his shirt and dropped it on the ground. A pair of wings sprouted out of his back and a cry of shock passed through the rest of the family, excluding the ex-soldier. "Come on Ripper," I start with a blood-hungry smile, both sets of canines sharpening," Show me your wings!" Five more pairs appeared as he charged.

Emmett went for a tackle, but I side stepped and he ran into a couple poor trees. He got up laughing. "Need to get used to the speed again." Then he jumped, but never landed. He circled me in air then dived. Before he was able to hit me, I round-housed his body into the ground leaving a crater of his imprint. "Emmett!" Jasper yelled to him as he threw a battle axe. The axe was double edged with black blades and with the Italian inscription 'Dark Wing, rip and tear the weak.' Those words are never to be spoken. Jasper's neither.

Emmett ran up and brought down the axe but was blocked by a katana. Through the corner of my eye, I saw Esme get up from her spot. I pushed the towering man off and sent a kick to his stomach then did the cliché backflip kick. I wasn't surprised when he still able to stand up laughing. "I give up," he said between laughs," But your still fun to spar with." He kneeled then went to sit with the rest of the family.

Next was Japer. "For you Morte, I will use one set. You like the thrill right?" Jasper put on a slight smirk as his six wings shown. His choice of weapon was a staff, and I pulled out another katana. While his inscription said 'Dark Wing, bring death to those who reap,' mine finished off that of what could bring Hell on earth and Heaven. 'Dark Shadow, open the gates for the souls you now and forever will keep.' These lines were said together once and to tell the truth, it didn't look pretty.

I let a set of my wings show. My wings went a foot over my 5'5 body and the feathers were longer and sharper than normal Fallen wings. Flexing my wings, I take my stance. Fast but with caution, Jasper came up to strike my side that I deflected with one of my swords, and jump back a couple feet. For a couple of minutes, we were deflecting each other's hit. If vampires could work up a sweat, I'm pretty sure Jasper would have a good coat. Finally, I see him falter. I let him give a hit then all Hell breaks loose.

Rosalie and Esme pin the 'offending' vampire to the ground causing him to submit instantly. If the situation was different than how it was, I would be laughing, but no. Fate wants me to play his game (Yes, Fate is an actual person. Who do you think controls the bitch called Karma?). I let out a sigh and walk over to the two females. Picking each one up, I bring them both into the house. When I set them down, a look of confusion and shock at their actions are plastered on their faces. This time I do laugh.

"Come on now. I know I have a pretty body, but I can take care of myself," I say with slight amusement. "Just sit here and calm down," I say then I walk back outside. My current left and right hand have arrived. The sun was starting to set and my stomach starts growling. "I will be going to hunt. Jasper and Emmett, come with me. You're going back to your original diet for a while." I could hear their footsteps behind me, but not but not before the coven leader decided to step in.

"I'm guessing your diet isn't animal?" he asked with curiosity, but I didn't need Jasper's gift to know he is angry that I was ordering around his family. "No it doesn't, and neither does Jaspers and Emmett's." Golden Boy ran up to me, and was quickly caught by the neck. I started squeezing his neck till cracks started to form. "I suggest you keep your mate in check, Prince," I say with a smirk. Carlisle's anger showed this time "Oops. Was I not supposed to say that? Oh well." Throwing Edward to the dirty blonde, I look and saw Esme in the doorway. I gave her a sad look then turned with Jasper, Emmett, and the twins in tow. After a couple hours of hunting, we split ways.

The next day was a Saturday, so I woke up pretty late. The twins had the PS4 hooked up playing Black Ops 3 online and dominating. "Good morning, Bella," Razier said barely glancing up from the video game. I grunt in response and head into the kitchen. Opening the fridge, I pull out and down the bottle of apple juice. "I have some more friends that live in the area, so I'm heading out to visit. Call me if something happens." They both nod and I head out the door.

I head to the neighboring 'town' La Push to meet up with said friends. I find the familiar scent and it leads me to a two story house. Before I even step on the driveway, I was surrounded by thirteen wolves. They were the size of horses but still looked like pups. "Look, I'm not in the mood to spare lives, so I suggest backing down" The warning was thrown in the wind as the first jumped at me. Dodging the flying dog, I pull out a .900 Smith & Wesson XVR 460 Magnum. Instead of the 6-shot barrel, mine was nine and was an instant kill on hit. Nothing I shoot ever get back up.

As I aimed, their savior finally spoke up. "Yo, Bella. I'll punish them later." The gun quickly disappeared and I turned and squealed. "BEAR!" I yelled sounding like a fangirl. The other members of the pack shifted back into their human forms, surprised to be seeing their worldwide feared alpha look so… venerable. "So I hear that your king alpha. What does that make Brian, the prince?" Sammy burst out laughing as said person walked out the house. "That's not fair ," Brian said with a smile. We shared a brief hug before the mood turned serious. Sammy, the 6'6 tan bear of a guy ran his hand over his short curly hair. He turned to the dark-skinned man the stood 6'3 with a box cut. "Let's get down to business then," the tan shifter said.

AN: I decided that I would add some OC's. My friends said hey, put me in and I did. They are different from other shifters and you'll see how so later. Any questions and suggestions you can pm me or leave it in the comments. I'm gonna disappear now…