I hope it wasn't too long of a wait.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or any of the characters... Except for my OOC Genevieve.


Chapter 2

"You have to try, Genevieve. We've all made sacrifices."

I stared at Jasper in disbelief as his words echoed through my ears. I knew he was right, but I just couldn't do it. Animal blood may be a substitute for human blood, but it was foul in comparison.

The sun shone brightly above the treetops, making my pale white skin sparkle like a diamond. Jasper, Emmett, Rosalie, and I stood in the forest at around mid-day.

"Why is animal blood so bad to you anyway?" Emmett asked, amused at my facial expression.

I turned to the strong vampire standing beside Rosalie. To tell you the truth, I didn't really appreciate their presence. I knew Jasper was there because he was good at keeping other calm, Emmett was there to stop me from trying to hunt a human, and Rosalie… Actually, I wasn't sure why she was there. They all seemed to think they needed to help me hunt, like I was a new-born or a child.

"Because I've had human blood my whole life. Plus, I would look terrible with golden eyes," I replied, getting an amused snort from Rosalie. Emmett just rolled his eyes, obviously finding my answer ridiculous.

Jasper just sighed. "You're going to have to try."

I mumbled something inaudible under my breath before retorting, "Fine."

And with that I raced off into the forest, trying to pick up a scent. I knew that Jasper, Emmett, and Rosalie were following closely, but my focus was on tracking food. I reached my subconscious out as far as I could, until finally the sound of faint paw steps reached my ears.

As swiftly as I could, I darted towards it until a cougar came into view. My crimson eyes remained fixed on the large cat as I watched from behind a tree trunk. I had never hunted a cougar before. Sure I had taken down a young adult panther in the Amazons for fun, but it hadn't been hunting. There couldn't be that much of a difference… Right?

Suddenly, I heard Rosalie's voice whisper from behind me, "We'll get this one to show you how. You can hunt the next one."

I hesitated before giving her a curt nod, my eyes watching the big cat. I didn't really want to watch them hunt, but I knew that I most likely couldn't take it down on my own without a little guidance.

The three Cullen vampires quickly spread out, all approaching the cougar from different angles. I observed their hunting from where I stood behind the tree. To tell you the truth, it was a lot like watching the nomads hunt humans. They didn't care where they made a mess or not, as long as they hid all signs that they had been there from the human eye. As a tracker, I could still smell the fresh blood, even as Jasper, Emmett, and Rosalie removed the dead cougar.

Sloppy. That's the only word I had to describe it. To most vampires, their display of hunting would have seemed rather elegant, but to a tracker who had been trying to hid their own existence for years it was just sloppy.

"Are you trying to hide the fact that you are hunting near the wolves' territory at all? Or do you not even care," I spoke with a slightly sarcastic tone.

Emmett glanced over at me and snorted. "It doesn't matter. And what's your problem? Our hunting is just fine."

Rosalie and Jasper seemed to be just as confused about my response as their coven member was. I let out a small sigh before reaching out my subconscious once more. I didn't feel like explaining my reasoning at the moment; I'd never been one to talk too much. I would simply show them.

When I finally picked up another cougar's trail, I darted after it. When the tan colored cat came into view, I watched it from about ten yards away. It looked as if it was trying to find prey of its own.

I swiftly lunged towards it. The large cat snarled once it spotted me and swiped at me with its huge paw. I dunged its attack and darted forward, raking my fangs across its throat. The cougar staggered and fell as blood began to fall out of the wound. Before the drops of scarlet could hit the ground, I pressed my hand against the wound, stopping the blood from flowing out.

"What are you doing?" Jasper asked, slight disbelief entering his voice.

"If that blood hits the ground, my scent will be all over it," I replied calmly before carefully ending the cougar's life. I was cautiously making to keep the forest floor clean as I slowly picked up the dead cougar. It was extremely difficult to lift, but thankfully, your muscles can't really ache when you're dead. "Can someone help me with this?"

Emmett stepped forward, but Rosalie stopped him. "Why exactly do you need help?"

"I'm throwing it in the ocean," I replied. After a lot of convincing, they finally decided to help me.

On the way back to the Cullen's house, Jasper glanced over at me. "What was that about?"

I shrugged slightly before saying quietly, "My whole life I had to be careful while I hunted. That's an easy way for the Volturi to track you; it's one of the many signs they looks for when hunting someone down. I kill cleanly to have a less of a chance of getting caught."

"Interesting," Rosalie stated, sounding very bored.

Emmett, on the other hand, seemed to ponder one this before asking, "What did you do to the Volturi to make them hate you so much?"

I brushed my black hair out of my face as I thought about his question. It's not like I didn't know the answer, I just wasn't sure what the Cullens would think about my story. Even Carlisle wasn't even sure what exactly I did.

As the big, familiar house came into view, I began to head towards the tree I had been spending the night in. I glanced back at the three before sighing. "Maybe I'll tell you one day… But for now, I'm not too sure you want to know."


Once night fell, I climbed up to the branch I had sat on the evening before. The stars were just as bright, glittering like holes in a huge black blanket.

Suddenly, I heard a rustling from the bushes below. My bright red eyes darted towards the ground, looking for the source of the sound. That's when two tan-skinned teenagers, a tall girl and a shorter boy, appeared for the foliage.

The girl glanced up at me before shouting, "Hey, we just want to talk."

I remained motionless for another moment before stepping off the branch. Sometimes, being dead was a beautiful thing. I could feel the wind blow through my curly hair as I fell. I ended up landing crouched on both feet. Raising my head to look up at the two teenagers, I slowly stood up.

"Who are you?" The boy asked suddenly. The girl shot him a glare as if to say, 'let me do the talking', but he didn't seem to notice.

"I'm Genevieve," I replied, looking at the two curiously.

"What's your last name?"

I paused momentarily. What was my last name? The truth was, I wasn't sure. Jane and Alec didn't know either. It had been an eon since they were human, and last names within the Volturi were meaningless.

"I don't remember."

The two shared a confused look before turning back to me. "Have you met Jacob?"

That's when it clicked in my mind. They were two of the wolves I had met the night before. "Yeah, I met your alpha. What's your names?"

"I'm Leah, and this is my brother, Seth," the girl replied. Seth frowned at his sister, obviously wanting to introduce himself, but she ignored him.

Then a loud howl echoed through the forest, making Leah let out a long sigh. I watched, speechless, as they transformed into huge wolves and raced off into the woods.

"Well, it was nice meeting you!" I shouted into the darkness. With a sigh, I walked back over to my tree. This making friends thing was harder than it looked.


I personally don't like this chapter very much, but I hope it's okay! Please review, I would really like comments, critique, and suggestions!

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