A/N: Sabyln is supposed to be pronounced as the "sabell" part of Isabella would be pronounced with an "n" sound on the end (sabell)n

Disclaimer-I am not Stephanie Meyer, I do not own Twilight

Chapter 2-Neirin

Isabella(Sabyln) POV - 572 A.D. Cardiff, Wales

When the fire pulled back from my body I felt different. I felt more solid. I could see everything, smell everything, I could even taste the air. I was on the ground with grass in my hair. Wind blew by and whisked some of the grass on me into the air.

I sat up and looked around. Lord Folant was leaning against a tree with a smirk on his face. When I had fully stood up I realized that I was no longer instinctively terrified of the man. His smile was no longer threatening.

Then he spoke, "Wait hither mia bella, I'll beest back soon ." He ran off at a speed I got the feeling was much quicker than he should have been able to run.

Once he was gone, I examined my body. I felt so different. My corset seemed to need to be loosened around my bust. My hair was falling out of its pins, it felt thicker.

I walked a bit and found a lake. Strangely, the nearest lake was over eight miles from the manor and I ran at most a mile last night, I wasn't even in the orchard anymore!

I looked at my reflection in the water. My face was sharper, more defined.I was pale! Then I froze. My eyes were bright red, the color of poppies. What did that monster do to me? I was impossibly fast, pale and I had red eyes. He turned me into whatever he was! I felt a surge of absolute hate for the man.

I ran back to where Lord Folant left me and waited.

Lord Folant walked into the clearing.

"So what am I supposed to calleth thee ?" I called to Lord Folant.

"Folant is fine mia bella." And then I noticed that Folant was carrying a young child.

When he set the child down I saw its face. It was my baby brother Neirin!

"I hath brought thee thy meal mia bella. The young at each moment has't much cleaner blood, not yet saturated with wine and drugs." When he smiled he looked like my mother's cat when he caught a mouse.

"Neirin! cometh hither Lambkin." Neirin ran to me and hid behind my skirt crying silently. "It's going to beest alright duck." Folant stole my baby brother.

"thee canker-blossom. This is mine baby brother. Do you bandy looks with me, you rascal is wrong with thee? Thee can't just taketh people from their homes! " I yelled at Folant, my voice was rising higher and higher until my voice was higher that a piccolo. It was shrill.

Folant growled at me. He grabbed Neirin. Neirin screamed "Lyn! Aaawwa! Lyn!"

Folant was laughing as he snapped my brother's neck.

I screeched at Folant and launched toward him with my hands out. I wrapped my slender fingers around his neck so tightly that my fingers poked through the back of his neck. He looked shocked.

Once my fingers were deeply embedded in the back of his neck I pulled and his head detached from the rest of his body. It fell to the ground with that infuriatingly surprised expression.

I ran to Neirin. His little body was limp. I was crying again but no tears would come. My eyes were burning. I had to bring Neirin home, so that he could be buried with dignity on the consecrated ground by the church.

I picked Neirin up and listened very carefully. In the distance I could hear Ma crying and yelling Neirin's name trying to find him. I ran toward the Ma's voice carrying him carefully. When I saw Ma through the open shutters, I ran to the door and laid Neirin carefully down on the ground. After I was sure that Neiren was comfortable I knocked on the door. Ma ran and opened the door but I was already watching from around the corner.

Ma saw Neirin and cried out in joy...until she went to pick him up and realized that he was limp. She realized that he was dead. Now she was wailing in grief and Da rushed over to see what was going on. He saw my brother and knelt down to hold my mother.

It finally registered with me what Folant said about blood.