I remember that day well. Too well. Something seemed to attract me to vampires, and here I was. With my vampire family. My new family. And so it was that the first day as a vampire I forgot all about the Cullens. I forgot about my life in Forks. All I remembered was Jake, my mom, Charlie, Phil, Victoria, and a cliff. And a tune. A melody. My lullaby, though I never remembered the history behind it.

"Iz! Iz I know you're in there! I can hear you listening to your ipod!", Siria called in her high childlike voice, knocking on my door, though it sounded as though she was banging with all her force. I knew better. Today was exactly seventy years since I became a vampire and joined the Daniels coven. They were great, the lot of them.

Adam Daniels was the dark skinned vampire who had saved me. He was the leader of the coven. He was like a teacher to me. He trained us, and taught us about the world, and how to us our powers. See I had gotten a gift, along with becoming a vampire. I could create a shield that stopped all mental attacks from other vampires. It was pretty cool. Anyway Adam had taught me to extend my shield outside my mind and around others. Adam was a good teacher, and I was one of his favorites. He never hesitated to show it, and often said that he felt like I was his daughter, because he was always proud of me.

Adam was an undercover vampire for a group of vampires called the Volturi. They are sort of like royalty, Adam tells me. They try to keep the peace, and keep vampires existence a secret. Adam said that the Volturi was big for finding gifted vampires to add to their coven. That was what Adam was for. See Adam's gift seemed to be luck. On 'accident' he would find a human dying, turn them, and then bang! Gifted vampires. Adam's job was to train, teach us, and then bring us to the Volturi as their new, and powerful members, to their already powerful clan. I was actually excited. Adam told us it was a great honor to be chosen, and that we would be helping the vampire race stay under control and secret. He wasted no time in telling Taylor and I were would be favorites of Aro, one of the leaders. Aro apparently had no shame in finding and choosing favorites, like Adam. I saw where he got it from.

Oh and Taylor. The fit, blond I had met on my first night was him. He was very sorry for his rude behavior, and after that we became best friends. Like brother and sister. We trusted each other, and usually were always by each other's side. Taylor's gift was to turn himself invisible, though it went way beyond that. He could make himself site-less, scentless, transparent, and soundless. Adam said that Taylor would be an excellent addition to the Volturi. For some reason Taylor didn't really seem to thrilled about being a part of them. It seemed to make him uncomfortable, and he frowned whenever it was mentioned. I didn't bring it up though. I respected his privacy.

We were currently living in Colorado, Denver. We had a large house with plenty of rooms, and what not. Today was our day off a.k.a Reward day. Reward day was what Adam often gave us once a month. If we did well in our training, and stuck to our diet (animal blood, eck! It was disgusting. Adam says that he needs to teach us how to make do if we ever have to live somewhere for the Volturi for a long amount of time) we got to have a day to do whatever we wanted, and we were aloud to attack one human for their blood. We all did our best to get Reward day. When you all you get to drink is stinking deer blood, humans get so desirable. Anyway I had already had my lunch, and right now I was reading a book, called Sunny Valley, and was listening to my ipod. Tennessee, by Hans Zimmer. I looked to the door where Siria was knocking. The door was made of marble with three sketches on it. One was a sketch of my sun. Jacob Black, smiling at me with his gleaming teeth. The second was of my mother, Renee, and the third of my father, Charlie. I kept them on my door, so everyday I could see their bright faces smiling at me. It had taken me two decades, but Cammie had managed to teach me how to draw life like sketches. I gracefully stride-d over to the door, my feet so soft and white against the brown floor. I unlocked my door, making a soft click, and opened it.

A small girl stood before my door. Her appearance was delicate, and her head stood four feet off the ground. Well 4 point six feet to be exact. She stood there with such grace it was amazing she could be so beautiful. For a fourteen year old girl her beauty and her height were unnatural. Her eyes were a dark topaz, which shined brightly against her pale white skin. Her lashes were long, and her eyebrows thin. She had red lips that would put any rose or ruby to shame. She was thin for her age, like an anorexic teenager, though she wasn't really able to eat now. Her hair reached past her torso, and not a strand was straight. Her curly hair was a gleaming bronze color, a brown orange. A beanie hate was on top of her head, covering the very top of her head, black earrings hanging out from underneath the hat. A locket hung from her neck with the Daniels crest on it. She was wearing a jean jacket over a white shirt, and skinny jeans with grass stains. One of her converse shoes laid on the wooden floor, the other on a lime green skate board. I chuckled to myself.

"Why do you still have that? You know they have the new motor scooters. They go way faster", I said to her grinning. Siria smiled at me, the dimple by the left side of her mouth showing.

I had changed Siria. Usually Adam does the changing, but when I found Siria let's just say she didn't deserve to die. I found Siria at a modeling pageant. Usually we don't attend events like those, but Cammie was sponsoring some music for the pageant so we went to support her. During the middle of the show the smell poison filled my lungs. I quickly ran backstage(getting past the guard was easy) and found Siria on the floor, barley breathing. One of the other girls had poisoned her. So I took her out of the studio before anyone could see, and changed her. It was against the rules for one of us to change a person without Adam's permission, but since Adam loved me he didn't mind. Two days later Siria awoke, even more beautiful than she already was. She remembered a few things from her human life. She knew she must have been forced into modeling because she loved to skateboard, climb trees, and play soccer, but she also loved shopping. She knew her name was Anna Marie, but quickly changed it to Siria, not wanting anything to do with her old life. After that Siria has always looked up to me as a big sister.

"It's like you with music. I like old classic things. Speed doesn't matter to me", Siria said with a smile. Her child voice ringing high. I rolled my eyes.

"You're the only vampire I know who doesn't like speed. How can you stand to go so slow?", I asked her incredulously. She titled her head smiling. Vampires weren't aware of speed like humans were. Two hundred miles a hour to one of us was like thirty to a human. I drove a black Mercedes, which could go up to three hundred and fifty miles! Though I had to be careful about my driving when I was around humans.

"Well excuse me for loving my skateboard! I see you've already been to eat! Castor and I were just leaving. Anyways Cammie wants you to help her with her mixes. You always come up with the best melody's!", Siria said, her foot moving back and forth with the skateboard.

I rolled my eyes. Of course Cammie need me. Cammie never made a mix without me. I mean after all I was the only one here to still listened to classical music, the perfect melody's Cammie used to mix with. She had won several awards and sold many albums with my help. I tossed my ipod to my couch, and nodded to Siria.

"Right tell her I'll be out in a second. Good luck on your hunt", I told her with a smile. She jumped onto to her skateboard.

"Thanks!", she called rolling down the stairs faster than it should have been possible. I shook my head, chuckling to myself. Siria and Castor did everything together. Castor basically worshiped the ground Siria walked on. Castor was Siria's mate. It use to creep me out, you know she was 'fourteen' and he was 'eighteen', but then I realized she was three decades older than him. Technically speaking. Castor was Siria's protector basically. He felt the need to protect her from everything, even though she was probably one of the most well protected of us all. See Siria's gift was she could suspend another vampire's power for a period of time, you know depending on the strength of their power. I was the only one she couldn't affect because of my shield. Castor didn't have a power, but his strength was amazing! He was the only one of us that didn't have some special power, but it's not like he needed it. With his fighting skills and unbelievable strength he was practically unbeatable!

I stuck my head out my door, and watched as Castor caught her as she jumped off her skateboard into his arms, and he swung her around. She laughed, her high voice ringing through the house. I smiled. Siria was like a little sister to me, and like an angel to Castor. Siria was the only one who could calm down Castor when he got into a rage. Castor looked up when he saw me watching. He nodded frowning.

"Iz", he said curtly, nodding his head. I nodded back smiling.

"Hey Castor! Ready for the hunt?", I asked. Castor, though eighteen, was only couple decades old as a vampire. The diet of animal blood was hard for him, and he looked forward to this day every month. I also wasn't his favorite person in the world seeing as I had mastered control faster than he had. For him he had to be the strongest person or else he felt he had failed. I was also the one who had changed him. You'd think he would thank me for saving his life and putting him with the one he loved. But no, he hates me. Like a lot.

See Castor's story is a sad one. Castor lived in L.A. When we found him. It was actually Siria who found him, though I turned him. Castor was eighteen, and had been dumped by his girlfriend and abandoned by his family because two weeks prier to then he had been tested with lung cancer. He was tested to die in three weeks from then. So after everyone he had loved and trusted left him he went out into the city, looking for people to help, in his rage. He came across a blind man who had asked another man for change. When the man had turned him down, Castor dragged him to a dark alley and beat every bone in his body. The same happened when a man refused an old lady for help. Castor thought he was doing the world a kindness, but he was torn in his rage. Torn by people who thought that just because some people seem weak and helpless does not mean they are useless. Then late one night, when he only had five days left to live, he saw a young girl being held against her will in a dark alleyway. What he didn't know was that she was a vampire, and was just about to take down this guy before Castor ran over, and punched the guy square in the face. Siria says he just kept doing that until she stopped him. Castor wanted to kill the guy, but Siria stopped him, saying he wasn't worth it.

After that Castor insist that he take her home. When they stepped back into the light Castor was entranced my this young girls beauty. They talked, walking back to the apartment we had been staying at. Siria was shocked when she found out about Castor's lung cancer and him being all alone. Siria was already very taken with Castor, and since he was going to die anyways she decided to call me, asking me to change Castor, afraid of messing up. She wanted me to do it, knowing Adam never would get mad at me if I did it. So she brought him to our apartment, saying that she wanted to introduce him to her parents to thank him for saving her, except for instead of meeting her parents, he met my fist. I had to hit him on the head to knock him out. Then I dragged him to my room, and bit him. I have to say Adam was really mad at Siria for bringing him without his permission, but when Castor started to show signs of stronger strength than the rest of us, Adam decided to keep him on, and train him. So Castor got to stay with Siria, and never died from lung cancer.

I closed my door with a soft thud, and walked over to my mirror. I looked into the refection. A beautiful girl was staring back at me with bright red eyes. She looked to beautiful to be real, as her face was so smooth and white that it put my marble door to shame. You could tell she was graceful just by looking at her. Her nose was straight, but pointed up a bit in a cute sort of way. Her lips were thin, but it didn't matter. They drawled you in. Her hair was a dark chocolate brown, and was straightened but curled at the bottom. That girl was me. I put in two black hooped earrings that Cammie had bought me. After applying eyeliner, mascara, and bright red lipstick like Cammies, I sat back to look at myself. I missed the old me. The human me. The red in my eyes scared me.

I was wearing a dark denim jean skirt with long black leggings, and quickly slipped on some black heels. My shirt was black cotton, with fringe around the neckline and short puffy sleeves. I wore black fish-net armings, and a black choker with the Daniels crest on it. I then threw on a bunch of giant beaded necklaces, thick bracelets, and huge dark colored rings. I seemed to have a thing for black and big jewelry. I clipped my long hair back, with a black rose barrette, and headed down the hall towards Cammie's studio.

I opened the door to find Cammie crouched over a huge keyboard, yellow earphones covered her ears. She was bobing her head, which was covered with her long black hair. She had strands of green and blue in her hair, and a newsie hat on with a huge peacock feather coming out of it. She was wearing gray skinny jeans, and a short top that stopped short of showing her chest. She was wearing a long topaz cloak over her that look like something from a Sherlock Homes movie. Her earrings reached her shoulders, and her bangles clinged together. Except for her diamond bracelet with the Daniels crest on it.

I cleared my throat and she turned her head, her eyes red from her earlier hunt with Taylor, beamed as they saw me. She jumped up and ran over to me, her flat shoes making no noise against the carpet floor. She through her arms around me, and hugged me as though I had been gone for days.

"Iz! Thank God you're here! I need your help!", she declared, stepping back so that she could get a good look at me. She was wearing really dark red lipstick, and dark green eye shadow. Cammie had a strange style about her. She rolled her eyes.

"And apparently you need mine! Must you wear so much black?", she asked gesturing to my outfit. I let out a small laugh. Cammie had no room to talk. Her style had always been different than the regular person. It was the creativity in her.

Cammie and Taylor were a 'thing'. Mates I guess. At first I thought it was a weird pairing up. Taylor was always so distant, so quiet yet strict and stern. He hid his past from everyone, but me. He wasn't very open with anyone, but me. He says he thinks it's because I'm so much like a sister to him, and he feels like we are family. Then Cammie is so peppy, so cheerful, but judgmental. She loves daring things, and isn't afraid of being blunt. At all. But I soon realized that it was their opposites that attracted to them so much. Cammie loved his mysterious, dark side. She thought it was cute when he tried to act all in charge and stuff. She liked how he never got offended whenever she spoke her mind. She really, truly loved him. He admired her view on life, how she can go about so care free, and happy. He thinks her style is cute, and loves how she isn't afraid of what people think of her though she herself is very judging. He loves how she is so into her music, and he loves her. Really, truly.

Even though Cammie is judgmental, she is never jealous or suspicious. I remember when she caught me comforting Taylor once, after he found out that the person who killed his mother (long story) had never been sent to prison. She found him holding onto me, and me smoothing his hair. She was surprised firstly because Taylor was never the sort to sob(we couldn't actually cry) Afterward I thought she was going to be so mad, but she laughed and said it was fine. She told me she was glad that Taylor and I were such good friends. He needed a sister to open up to, since he couldn't with Cammie. She said she understood it all, even though she wished he would open up to her.

"Me? You are the one wearing a cloak with a tube top, and skinny jeans!", I said. Cammie laughed, and then scowled.

"Cut it out Sonny it's not funny!", she called downstairs. I heard Sonny laugh from somewhere downstairs. Cammie and Sonny were twins. Their gift was that they could telegraphically speak to each other no matter how far apart they were, or where they were. I'll tell you it get's really weird at times. Cammie shakes her head.

"He agrees with you, and says I should join the circus showing me an image of me in a clown suit", Cammie said rolling her eyes grabbing my hand and leading me over to her keyboard. She tapped a few keys and a remix version of Enya's Only Time started playing. I listened for a second, before applauding her.

"It sounds good! You did an excellent job! Why do you need my help?", I asked her. She already had a melody, so what was the point of me being here? She smiled, her teeth sparking.

"I want to try to mix two songs together, and then remix it! But I been through all of the old classical songs you gave me, but none of them fit in!", Cammie exclaimed throwing her head into her palm. I thought for a moment before it came to me.

"How about my song? It's slow, yet has a good tone to it. The notes aren't to high, and it seems to fit in with anything", I suggested to her. My song was a piano song I seemed to remember from my human life. I couldn't remember what it was called or who had composed it. I searched the internet looking for it, but it never came up. Taylor reckons it was a lullaby that had been sung to me, an original piece. Since I couldn't remember my childhood I assumed that's where I got it from.

Cammie's frown widened into a smile.

"That's a fantastic idea! Why didn't I think of that? Your song has always worked!", she said quickly getting my song downloaded to her keyboard. I watched as she clicked here, and there making the two melodies work together to create harmony. Then a beat, a drum, a bass, a guitar and suddenly Enya and my song had become a remix. Cammie sprang from her seat to jump up and down hugging me as she did so.

"It's great! Perfect! No I am not a dork!", Cammie roared, and another laugh from Sonny echoed through the house. I giggled, and Cammie turned to me.

"You think it's funny, but imagine having your annoying brother inside your head everyday! As if I don't hear enough coming out of his open mouth", she said fuming with anger. I placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Calm down Cammie, you know he's doing this on purpose to push your buttons", I told her. She rolled her eyes, before laughing out loud. I heard Sonny growl. I turned to her, scowling.

"What did you say?", I asked her strictly. She just laughed, and tossed her arm around my shoulder.

"Nothing you need to worry about, baby sister", she sad, a evil smile coming across her face. I knew that smile.

"Cammie...", I said in a warning tone. Just then the door opened, and Taylor walked in, his hair wet like he had just come out of a shower, and his eyes a bright red. He smiled when he caught site of us.

"Hey you two! How are my favorite girls?", he asked us smiling at Cammie and I. Cammie bounced over to him, and kissed him full in the face. It went on like this for awhile before finally they heard me clear my throat for the seventh time.

"We're fine, except for Cammie. She's plotting something. She had the look", I told him with a nod. He turned Cammie in his arms to look at her.

"Are you plotting something dangerous?", he asked her sternly, his face completely serious. Cammie smiled.

"Well maybe not as much dangerous as it is fun?", she said like a question. Taylor didn't seem to buy it.

"Cammie...", he growled in a warning tone. Taylor was the only one who could make Cammie crack. She huffed.

"Fine! I just figured we could well maybe spend the day as a family down by the beach", Cammie said biting her lip. Taylor shook his head.

"Cam Cam(yes he seriously calls her that. And Cammy Bear, and Snuckems.) I don't think that's such a good idea. You know we can't be seen in the sun, besides it's November. How would we look running around in the water during winter?", he asked her. She twirled out of his arms, and came over to stand by me.

"Exactly my point! It'll be cold, no one will be there, and besides the sun won't be out. The weather man said so!", Cammie said making a 'told you so' face. Taylor rolled his eyes, and rubbed his neck.

"Cam darling(he also calls her that) that's because it's suppose to snow today. I really don't think today is the best day to go to the beach", she said walking over to her, and holding her once more in his arms. I stared at them truly happy for them. That was until Cammie suddenly smiled.

"Sonny says that Adam wants to see all of us in the Billiard Room, Asap!", Cammie said. I was surprised. Usually Adam didn't ever talk to us during Reward Day. Cammie pulled out her cell to call Siria, but I stopped her.

"I'll do it, you two head downstairs", I told her whipping out my own phone, and hitting speed dial. Cammie gave me the thumbs up before she glided of arm in arm with Taylor. The phone rang a few times before I heard Siria's high voice.

"Hey Iz what's up?", she asked knowing it had to be something since we tried not to call each other during a hunt. I twirled my fingers through my hair.

"Adam wants us all back here to talk to us about something, are you finished?", I asked her. I heard Siria say something, and heard a low moan, before Siria started speaking again.

"I am, but Castor might have killed three humans", Siria said quickly and quietly. I stood there, mouth open.

"How did he lose that much control?", I asked her. Siria's voice got suddenly very defensive.

"It's not his fault! We were finishing up when a scent caught the air, and let me tell you it was good! I guess it must have smelt better from him than for me because before I knew it he had a pair of twin pimps in his mouth. He's done, but he's upset at himself for losing control. You know how hard he is on himself", Siria said. I could hear the pity in her voice. I nodded, though it was pointless since Siria couldn't see me.

"Alright don't worry I won't tell Adam. Just make sure Castor doesn't look guilty when he get

here. You know Adam has an eye for those sort of things", I told her. She said something to Castor before answering back.

"Okay, we'll be there in five minutes", she said, before the phone beeped, and I snapped it shut. I ran downstairs, stopping just in time. I opened the Billiard Room's door. Inside was the a huge pool table. Adam, and Sonny were playing pool together, both trying hard not to break anything. Taylor was reading by the fire, which was in the middle of the huge room. I walked over to Cammie who was texting. This confused me.

"Who are you texting?", I asked her, knowing she couldn't have any outside friends. She looked up at me, her red eyes locked with mine.

"Just a couple of humans I met at the ski-resort yesterday", Cammie said. I quickly grabbed her phone, and snapped it in two.

"Hey!", she cried, "That was my favorite phone!" I rolled my eyes and handed her back the pieces.

"Cammie you know we aren't allowed to make direct with humans!", I told her strictly. She pouted. I laughed. She was just like a kid Cammie was. Just then the door opened and in came Castor carrying Siria in his arms. We all laughed at them, while Siria did a back flip out of Castor's arms. Taylor shook his head.

"Show off", Sonny muttered chuckling. We all smiled. Time to start the show.