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The next time I truly saw my surroundings I was flying through an unfamiliar forest with trees passing me in a blur. I was acutely aware of the scorching flames ripping through my body, burning me to no apparent end. I couldn't remember how long I had been running, or how I had gotten to this particular place. I frowned, confused.

Suddenly the trees disappeared from around me and a large white house loomed in front of me. I realized what would happen before it did, but it was too late to change my direction. I was going to run directly into the large glass wall facing me. I braced myself for impact.

I was surprised as I made contact, however, to find that the glass did not cut and embed in my skin as I had expected. I slid through the shards as though they were liquid, and they flew in all directions as I tumbled over a rather large leather couch and into the white wall behind it. I could feel the newly formed dent in that wall as I slid into a heap on the hard wood floor.

The flames were growing hotter, if that was possible. I could feel my body writhe though I did not intentionally move. I felt a shriek leave my lips as I clutched my burning torso. My heartbeat sped to an impossible speed, making me gasp. The flames were becoming more concentrated. I bit my lip, trying to keep from screaming again. And then I felt a explosion of fireworks inside my chest, and I could feel my back arch off the floor. Then I shuddered and slumped back down, and the room was completely silent, without even a heartbeat to be heard.

I cautiously opened my eyes, then snapped them shut again and covered my face with my hands as I saw my surroundings. I had an audience. I peeked through my fingers. There were nine people standing in various distances from me. Closest was a small girl, a little bigger than me, with short black hair standing in disarray. At her side was a tall man who was gripping her tightly around the waist. His eyes were full of suspicion. Behind them were two people who seemed like sunshine incarnate. The man was glowing, with golden hair and a warm expression full of concern. The woman at his side had a round face surrounded by soft brown hair. Her large eyes held a maternal pity and worry. Next to this pair was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Her soft blond hair fell in perfect waves down her back, and her full lips were pursed into a pout. Her golden eyes were annoyed as she glanced toward the door, obviously wanting to leave. The giant man at her side would be frightening if not for the amused expression he wore as he watched me. The final group stood the farthest from me. There was a beautiful man, with bronze hair and black eyes that were narrowed warily as they focused on me. The woman next to him was also stunning, with brown hair and large eyes. The tiny child she held however shone like a beacon in the room. She captivated my attention entirely. She obviously was the child of the two standing around her. Her father's bronze hair was apparent, and her mother's stubborn chin. She was absolutely breathtaking. I wanted to move closer, but as soon as the thought crossed my mind the father hissed through his teeth. I shrank into the wall behind me, closing my eyes and wanting to flee.

"Oh, no. Don't be afraid. There's nothing to fear here, honey," the gentle sunshine woman cooed. I heard her crossed the room and knelt beside me in an instant. I pulled my head from my hands at looked up at her.

Suddenly she gasped and covered her mouth with her hand, shock plain on her face. I panicked, shoving myself away from her. I pulled my knees to my chest, trembling.

"Carlisle, her eyes!" the lady who spoke first exclaimed.

"I know. I saw them from here," the sunshine man who must be Carlisle muttered, "I've never seen anything like that."

I whimpered softly.

The short black haired girl frowned and crossed the room. She sat gracefully at my feet and leaned forward until I could see the gold lacing her eyes. I was surprised at how much detail I could see in them. I could see ever fleck of brown and black. She cocked her head to the side and smirked, "You're lucky. I would kill for eyes like that. They're gorgeous! Silver eyes, so lucky.." she trailed off.

I said nothing. I had no words.

"So what's your name, tiny thing?" The huge man asked. His voice was booming. It stunned me.

I blinked, but I knew this one. "Lucy," I responded. Then I gasped. The voice that came out of my mouth was beautiful, like a wind chime. It rang clear through the room, and I was stunned. It was not my voice. It reminded me of..

The past events suddenly came back to me in a rush that left my head spinning. I heard the bronze haired boy gasp, but I didn't look at him. I was lost in my memory, reliving the pain in the alley, the loss of my father. I felt my vision blur as my eyes filled with tears. I felt a sob building in my chest, but I stifled it.

Suddenly I saw a movement out of the corner of my eye, and I turned to see that the tiny child had broken from her mother's hold to practically dance across the room toward me. The father moved to stop her but the black haired girl stood and motioned for him to stop as she went to stand beside the man called Carlisle. The child stood beside me, and I looked up at her. She lifted her tiny hand and brushed it across my cheek, wiping away an escaped tear. I quickly wiped the rest of the traitor tears away, and glanced back at the small person. She tilted her head to one side, then lifted her hand again, more slowly and deliberately. She placed it on my cheek again, and I was consumed by a memory that was not my own.

I was standing in the same room, but I was by the door instead of against the wall, and my viewpoint was from a lower perspective. Everyone was there, all of the people surrounding me now. We were waiting, watching the large glass wall expectantly. Suddenly I came bursting through the glass, sending shards flying in every direction. I was confused. I was watching myself, which wasn't possible. I definitely recognized the distinguished strawberry blond curls, though. I watched my body land in a heap at the base of the wall, and suddenly I was returned to my rightful place with the tiny girl at my side, smiling.

I felt my eyes widen in fear as I sprang to my feet with blinding speed. I felt my back arch into a partial crouch. I let my body move by instinct as a low hiss escaped through my teeth.

Suddenly I was knocked to the ground and pinned there by the boy with bronze hair. Past him I saw the troubled expression on the face of the angelic child in the arms of her worried mother. I fought the grip of the man holding me, but he had been joined by a pair of massive arms rippling with muscle. The huge man was terrifying without the smile on his big face. I shrieked and writhed in fear of these people.

A massive gust of wind burst through the shattered glass at that very moment and knocked the strong men off my tiny body and through the wall against my side. I sat up, stunned, and watched as my movement was mirrored by the men I could see through the hole in the white wall. I turned to the seven other faces staring at me in shock, mouths open.

Carlisle recovered first and cleared his throat, "Well first thing's first, I guess we have some explaining to do."

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