Hey guys! Thank you for all of the positive feedback I got for the story so far. The Cullens are vampires in this story and once again vampires can be killed with diamond knives and bullets in my story. Please remember that. REVIEW PLEASE, it makes me want to write faster and thanks you to everyone who did review. AU/OOC

I obviously don't own Twilight.

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I grinned in anticipation. I hadn't had a mission for at last two weeks. I sped towards headquarters of the slayer community. I managed to get to the "abandoned" building in northwest South Dakota in 15 minutes instead of the hour it would have taken normally. I smiled thinking about my Lamborghini Gallardo 2012 in black. Of course it was well…enhanced with certain… weapons as well as good old NOS. My car was my baby. With missile proof windows (A/N I don't know if there really is such a thing but for my story there is.) it was good enough to keep even vampires out of my car.

I pulled into the lot behind the "abandoned" building and stepped out. I was glad I was already in my mission clothes so I could be on my way to wherever I was going that much faster. I locked my car behind me and looked around to make sure no one was around. I was after all in the middle of the forest but one can never be too careful. When I was satisfied that no one was around I walked to the back door. I knocked in a specific sequence and then a screen popped out of the door handle. I let it scan my hand and than my eye. The security measures were insane around here. I started to get impatient but I was soon smiling again when the door swung open.

As soon as I entered the building I remembered why I hated coming to headquarters on a weekday at a reasonable hour. As soon as I entered all of the forty people hanging out in the common room stopped what they were doing and stared at me. I huffed.

I would love to be able to hang here, where pretty much all of the slayers come on their time off. Sure the building looked like crap from outside but on the inside it had four levels up and five levels down for all of the offices and meeting places. On the ground level however was the common room where all Slayers like to hang out. There was a pool table, a bar and a dart board as well as TV's and couches.

I hardly ever came to headquarters let alone hang out in the common room. I was feared by most of the Slayers and the staring and the fear rolling off of them was unpleasant. They all knew what I was capable of and never talked to me because they knew better. I was well known for my short temper.

Of course it didn't help that I was here in the middle of the day. I never made an appearance here if I could help it. I preferred to wait until the middle of the night to get my missions. But today I was far to anxious to get my mission plus the message said it was urgent.

I pulled myself out of my thoughts and sent a spine shivering glare to the people in the room. I stepped out of the doorway I was still standing in and felt the door slam and lock behind me. I started to cross the room to get to the hall way on the other side. As I were to pass people they parted like the Red Sea for me. I could hear them whispering about me and my trained ears could pick the sound up.

"Is that The Cat? Why is she here? And in her mission clothes!" a young new slayer girl gossiped to her friend next to her. I decided to ignore them for now, they hadn't been around here long enough to know not to talk about me like that. See? I could be sparing if I wanted to.

I had made it to the hallway on the other side of the room and pressed the down button for the elevator. This place was so high tech that the elevator was opening for me almost the same time I pushed the button. I pressed the fifth level down button and waited for the screen to pop up again. More security. Normal Slayers weren't aloud access to the bottom three levels. Me however, being the best Slayer, had full access and the very bottom was where I got my missions.

The elevator dinged signalling the doors opening once more and I stepped out into the hallway. I turned right and stopped outside of the seventh door on the left. The door was swung open before I could knock. There stood before me the director of the whole Slayer operations and I immediately knew that this mission was very serious. Not once had the director EVER had a consult meeting with a Slayer before. I gulped before stepping into the room surveying my surroundings.

My normal boss Mr. Devlin sat at the far side of the long meeting table placed in the middle of the room. Behind him sat the only other thing in the room. A large screen hung on the wall. Besides me and Mr. Devlin there was only the director know only as Morrison. I recognized him from when I had gotten full access to the bottom levels of headquarters. The walls were a pale white and no windows were in the room seeing as it was far down in the earth. I knew this room well. This has been my consultation room for a while now.

Mr. Devlin motioned for me to sit in the chair next to him. I walked over to the table but did not sit down. I was far too anxious. I know with Morrison being here my mission was dangerous, and far too important.

I saw Mr. Devlin looking rather worried in the seat next to me. Morrison had followed me across the room and had taken the seat on the other side of me. Morrison looked at my standing form and gave me a stern as I interpreted as "sit your ass down now". I gave a huff and plunked myself down on the rolling chair. I did not like it when I was told what to do. Once I had sat down I looked expectedly at the two men sitting on either side of me.

Morrison suddenly spoke, " You must be wondering why I am here." I nodded fiercely. "Well we have a special mission. It's very important. Yet very different from what you have been doing in the past and I know for a fact you wont like it. But you must understand that there is, of course, a reason we are specifically putting YOU on this mission and not another slayer. Believe me when I say, you will find this mission quite satisfying in the end if completed successfully." He stopped and surveyed my expression. I was confused no doubt.

"I…don't think I understand. What is my mission exactly?" I said once Morrison had stopped talking. I looked expectantly back at Morrison but it was Mr. Devlin who started talking.

"Please Swan. I will brief you now but before I begin you must promise to not interrupted me until the very end. Please remember that there is a reason we are sending you." he finished looking at me.

I sighed. I was getting even more nervous now. What could possibly be so bad about this mission? I realized Mr. Devlin was waiting for an answer. I didn't trust my voice. I wasn't sure I would be the nicest person to him if I did let myself speak so I simply nodded.

I assumed he was satisfied with my answer so he quickly got up and crossed the room again to the TV screen mounted on the wall. He quickly pushed buttons until a picture of a rainy town popped up. He began speaking, "This town is called Forks. It is in Washington. It is hardly ever sunny in this tiny town." He clicked another button and up picture of a man. If you could call him that. From the first look I knew he was a vampire. Mr. Devlin introduced him as Carlisle Cullen.

I quickly glanced back up at the picture once more and frowned. The eyes were not something I've ever seen before. They were the strangest shade of topaz. I wanted to ask about the interesting colour but I remembered my promised and held my tongue.

Mr. Devlin showed me more slides with more vampires. A women vampire with caramel coloured hair, a stunning blonde female, a menacing muscled male, a short black haired women, an angry looking male blonde and the most beautiful looking vampire I have ever seen. Bronze tousled hair with the curious eyes. Mr. Devlin told me his name was Edward Cullen. He had no mate unlike the others in his coven. I pried my eyes away from the vampire and looked at me boss once again. Were these the vampire I was to kill? It didn't seem so unlike my other missions. Yes, it was a big coven but I would find a way.

Just then Mr. Devlin spoke, "Please remember our agreement." he paused. "You will not be terminating these vampires, but rather protecting them."

I froze at that moment. No way would I be protecting them! But befor I could get myself too wound up, Morrison spoke.

"Before you say anything like we said before there is a reason. The first reason is…well I'm sure you noticed their different coloured eyes." I nodded so he continued, `"They do not harm any humans and instead choose to hunt animals. They do not want to be monsters. Because of that we will help them with their problem. They have a nomad vampire in their town of Forks killing people in and around the area and they can not seem to get her to leave. The leader Carlisle Cullen does not want to be violent so instead contacted a few people and came into contact with us. We promised we would send someone to help them soon. They know that we are sending a Slayer but we have not told them it will be 'The Cat'. It is your choice to let them know. "

When he was finished speaking my head was swimming. Good vampires? I didn't believe it, but there had to be a reason for their eyes. And who has ever head of a vampire not wanting to be violent. I was, for the first time in a long time, speechless.

"But there is another reason we are agreeing to help this coven. The nomad vampire is someone who has been giving us trouble for over twenty years and she hasn't stayed in one spot for this long ever. We are not sure of the reasoning for her stay at Forks but we will take advantage of it." Morrison said.

I nodded although I still was not sure about the 'veggie vamps' I understood why the head Slayers wanted to do this.

Morrison cut off my thoughts once again, "On this mission you will be… living with Carlisle's coven to be able to get closer to the nomad. Apparently she has paid a few visits to the coven before."

"WHAT? NO WAY WILL I LIVE WITH THOSE BLOODSUCKERS! I DON'T CARE IF THEIR SUPPOSED TO BE GOOD OR NOT. I KILL THEIR KIND FOR A LIVING. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO LIVE WITH THEM?" I yelled furious. My head was swimming even more now. I simply didn't see the reason I had to live with the vampires. I was 'The Cat'. How was I supposed to sleep there.

"Please listen," Mr. Devlin cut in to my rant, " Carlisle is actually an old friend of mine. He works as a doctor for god sake!" he yelled. I raised my eyebrows at that. Who has ever heard of a doctor vampire? Mr. Devlin spoke again, "He has never tasted human blood except for the times he changed the members of his coven. I trust him with my life and I know they will not hurt you."

"Your friends with a bloodsucker?" I screeched.

"Once you get there and meet them I am sure you will warm up to them." he replied with a steady glare. By this time all of us were standing. I had retreated to the back wall farthest away from them. Morrison was still by the table and Mr. Devlin was by the screen.

Morrison spoke with a tone of finality, "You will travel to Forks after you gather everything you will need for this mission in the weapon room." I suppressed a tiny smile. I loved any chance to get new weapons. " Don't mind the coven and just pay attention to the nomad. Be careful, she had killed many of our kind in the past so it would be best if you did not let her know that you are a slayer until you are ready to attack. Everyone will be happy to she her dead. Here is the mission file, in it is the know list of kills she has made, you can go over it on your way to Forks." He put the file down next to him on the table. It was very large and had a classified stamp on the front. "There is another reason we put you specifically on the case and I think it's best for me to tell you rather then you finding out from the mission file. Swan," he pause, "the nomads name is Victoria and recently we found out that she was, in fact, the same vampire who killed your parents."