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A/N-This chapter has a lot of information in it, but it's really important to the rest of the story. It explains A Lot. And, as always, all the outfits can be found on my Polyvore page. The link is in my Bio. Enjoy and don't forget to review!

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"Who are you two?" He asked, his voice still quiet but now slightly cold. So, we had dredged up some memories, had we?

"What?" I spat. "Don't you remember us, Dad?"

Chapter 2

Emmett just stood there shocked for a moment before his senses came back to him.

"No, I'm not your dad. You can't be...they would be dead by now. No. No! I don't know who you are but you need to leave. Now."

I heard Holly draw in a sharp breath beside me, her hand gripping mine tighter. She was about to cry, I just knew it. In her head she was repeating the words 'No. No. No.' over and over again, as if she said them enough times it would make what was happening change. That was it. He had hurt my sister and I for the last time. I was just about to go give him what for what a soft voice said, "They're telling the truth, Emmett. It's in their memories."

I turned my head to see a man who looked no older than Holly or myself, sixteen. He had the deathly pale skin that was customary of a vampire, the golden amber eyes of a veggie vamp, and the strange hair color I had ever seen. His hair was a bronze color and very messy but styled, making him look like he had just gotten out of bed and ran a hand through it. He dressed plainly, but in all designers as far as I could tell. Dark jeans, a blue t-shirt, and converse make up his outfit.

Emmett turned to look at the new boy then turned back to us. "But...how..."

"Perhaps they should come into the living room and explain." Said another new voice. It belonged to a man in his early thirties with light blonde hair and a kind, smiling face. He turned and walked away, followed by the boy with the bronze hair and, after a few seconds, Emmett.

I turned to Holly and used my free hand to wipe away the lone tear that trailed down her cheek.

"You ok?"

She gave me a little smile and nodded. I kissed her forehead. "Then come on."

We walked in the same direction that the rest had gone and we came into what was the living room. It was pretty big and housed a fire-place, a fairly large flat screen TV, and multiple couches and chairs. Emmett and the two men from before we their, along with the women who opened the door(who was sitting next to the blonde man) and four others.

A stunningly beautiful women with long blonde hair sat in Emmett's lap, his arms around her waist. A pretty girl with dark red-brown pixie cut hair cuddled into the side of a man with shoulder length, wavy blonde hair. And sitting beside the boy with the bronze hair, was a human with long brown hair.

"Why don't you sit and we'll introduce ourselves, then you can do the same and tell us why you claim you are Emmett's daughters and how you came to be here."

We sat.

"Good, My name is Carlisle Cullen and I am the leader of this Coven. This is my wife Esme." He gestured to the women who had opened the door.

"I'm Alice and this is my Jasper. It's so good to finally meet you! Though you are a little bit early."

Um...okay...

"I'm Rosalie." Said the women in Emmett's lap, icily.

"I'm Bella." Said the Human. "And this is Edward."

"My name is Holland, but people usually just call my Holly. And this is my twin, Indy." Stated Holls.

"Holland Raina and Indiana Noemi." Whispered Emmett.

"You remember." I said sarcastically.

I saw Emmett flinch.

"Be nice, you promised." Holly whispered harshly.

I just huffed and folded my arms across my chest.

"Okay...so...We were born in Tennessee, to Sunny McCarty nee Halen and Emmett McCarty. We had a really good life. Our Mama was a schoolteacher and our Papa was a logger. We lived in a little house near the forest, in a great big meadow. Mama use to love to plant flowers. Roses, lilies, daffodils, peonies, and lots of others. It always smelt like flowers at our house. It was an amazing life, really. Simple but there was nothing better. But when Indy and I were about five, Papa didn't come home from work. We were all so worried, and Mama gathered up some of the men from the town to go out and search for him. But when they came back and Mama started to cry and we didn't understand what was going on. But then she told us that our Papa wasn't coming back, that he had gone to live with the angels. And Indy asked her why he didn't want to live with us, she asked Mama if he didn't love us anymore, if it was something she had done. Mama told her that he still loved us and it wasn't our fault and that he wanted to stay with us very much, but he couldn't."

I knew that tears were streaming down my face, but I didn't care. Holly gave my hand a small squeeze. She knew that even hearing her talking about this was hard for me. As much as I hated Emmett for leaving us, I wanted him back just as much. I wanted to go back to that meadow house with all the pretty, sweet flowers and live like we had. I wanted to be happy again. It had been so long since I been happy, that I couldn't even remember what it felt like.

"About a month after that," Holly continued. "Mama got really sick, so sick that she could barely get out of bed. We didn't have much money, so we couldn't afford a doctor, but the one in town was a friend of our Papa's, so he came by sometimes to check on Mama, but in the end there was nothing he could do. She lived for a year before she passed away. No one could figure out the official cause, but we all knew that she had died of a broken heart."

Here I heard Emmett choke back a sob. "I didn't know that she died. I went back once and saw that she was sick, but I didn't know..." Another slight sob.

"After that, we had no one. Well, no one that wanted us. Our Mama's parents had died when she was younger and she had grown up with a great-aunt who had passed away when she was seventeen. And our Papa's parents didn't want to have anything to do with us. They thought that our Papa and Mama had married to young, at sixteen, and they had cut him off. So we lived with neighbor a farm over for about three months. They had about seven kids, so their was really no room for us. But after those three months of being really lonely, when we had just turned six, we were sent to live with our great-uncle on our Mama's side. We had never met him and neither had our Mama, but he wanted to take us in. Apparently he was very wealthy and lived all alone in a big house in New York, so he could take care of two little orphan girls. We were sent on the train and for the first couple of years after we arrived, things went fine. We had our own room and good food and he had even gotten us new clothes. But then things started to change. But after we turned ten he started to get angry very easily, but we didn't really see him very often so that was okay. But then, one day he said he wanted to see Indy and he sent me back into our bedroom. I didn't really think anything of this, because he had been asking to see Indy since we had turned eight. I had asked her before why he had wanted to see her, but she had always said it was nothing."

I abruptly stood up and let go of Holly's hand. We walked out of the house with out a word, my eyes down cast to the floor the entire time. My bangs fell in front of my eyes, so no one could see the tears falling from my eyes. I sat down on the front step with my head in my hands. With my vampire hearing I still hear everything Holly was saying.

"It had been right after dinner when he said he wanted to see Indy. I waited in our room for her, but after a while I fell asleep. It was about two in the morning when I woke up. At first I thought it was the thunder outside and the flashes of lightning through the big windows that had woken me up, but then I noticed the thing crawling into bed next to me. It was Indy. But she didn't look like she had when she had left to see uncle. She had a busted lip and there was tear tracks and still more fresh tears running down her cheeks. Her pretty white dress was ripped and there was blood on it. She wrapped her arms around me and started to sob. I could tell she was hurt, but I didn't know the extent of the damage. So I took her into the bathroom to wash her up a bit. When I got her undressed and into the warm water, I saw that there were hand shaped bruises on her upper arms, her hips, and her thighs. There was blood and something else smeared and running down her thighs. She started sobbing and telling me we needed to leave, that we needed to get out of there and go back to the house in the meadow. She was hysterical and I had never seen her like that. It scared me so much. She was always the calm one, the protector. And to see her come undone like that...After about an hour, I got her to calm down and tell me what had happened. Apparently it had been going ever since uncle had first wanted to see her, but never to this magnitude. As it turns out, she had been protecting. Uncle had told her if she didn't say anything, that we could stay there. We would always have plenty of food, and a warm bed, and whatever else we wanted, and he said he would leave me alone. He said he wouldn't touch me as long as she did what he wanted. So she did, just to make sure that I was okay and so that he didn't hurt me. But We had to get out of there. We packed our bags and left.

"We didn't have any money, so we had to go on our own. It took us a whole year to get back to the house in the meadow. But when we did, it was just as we remembered it. It was spring and Mama's flowers were in full bloom. No one had touched the house, because Mama and Papa had own the meadow and part of the forest where Papa had built the house. We were only eleven, but we managed fine. We didn't go into the town, because the people would send us back to that monster. We lived off the plants in the forest and we set traps for animals and the fish in the nearby stream, just like Papa had taught us. We were home and life slowly got better. Indy was...cut off at first. She got angry easily and snapped at me a lot. But she didn't mean it. But slowly, very slowly, she got better. She started to smile a little and laugh just a bit, but it was a start. We lived by ourselves with no help from anyone. That's just how it was. We had each other and didn't need anyone. All I needed was Indy and all Indy needed was me. We were fine by ourselves. After Mama died, we prefered it that way. Just each other.

"Life went on, but one day in early may...things changed. We had been living by ourselves for five years, we were sixteen now. Indy was out getting some raspberries from the patch in the woods and I was making some soup for lunch when I heard her scream. I ran out of the house to find her pinned against a tree by a man with red eyes and deathly pale skin. He had blonde hair that was pulled into a ponytale and was shirtless. I can still remember his voice. It was like ice. 'Another one?' He said. 'Well that's all the better for me because it's lunchtime.' Then he turned back to Indy and bit her neck. She started screaming and writhing. Then a terrible pain hit me. It was like I was being burned from the inside out. I started screaming and I think it freaked the guy out a bit, because he drop Indy and left. We both went through this awful pain for what seemed like forever until it finally cleared and when it did we found out that we were stronger, we could hear and see better. We were faster and had flawless beauty. And we needed blood. We hunted animals from the forest to satisfy our need for blood. We were vampires, but something didn't quite add up. We still had to eat some human food and we needed at least fours hours of sleep for every forty-eight hours. We came to the conclusion that we were half-vampires. Even though I hadn't been bitten, I had token half of the venon that had been injected into Indy when that guy had bitten her because were have a soul bond since we're twins.

"We spent the first twenty years after we had been changed living at the house in the meadow and occasionally going into town to test our control. Being around humans didn't really bother us much, since we weren't full vampires. After about twenty years I convinced Indy to go explore the world. We went everywhere. All over the world. We didn't find many Covens that didn't drink human blood, but we did hear of one coven, the Cullens. They were, as we had dubbed ourselves, Veggie Vamps. We were showed a picture of this mysterious Coven and there was our Papa. We were told his name was Emmett. That was when we were sure that he was our Papa. I wanted to go out that very minute and look for him, but Indy didn't want to have anything to do with him. That convinced her that he didn't love us, didn't want us. She said that he would have come back to us. But after quite a few years of convincing, she agreed to look for him. She said that as long as it would make me happy, she would go. So we've being looking for your Coven for a good many years and now we've found it. And that's our story." Finished Holly.