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Author's Note: Well here it is. Chapter Three. I'm writing the chapter four now, and I'm really excited. It will however be one of the few chapters that changes from Linzie's POV to Jake's, so bare with me. Don't forget to review! I love hearing from you guys!

I was shaking as we came to a stop just before the tree line in the Cullen's backyard. There was not a single noise coming from the house that I could hear. Then again, they did have a huge yard and house from what I understood. Carson stood beside me, arms crossed and glaring at the top of my head but my mind was far to preoccupied to care. What the hell were those things? Better yet, where in the crap did they come from? I forced myself to take slow breaths in order to calm my furiously beating heart. My side burned and I could still feel some blood leaking through the fabric of my coat.

"You're bleeding." I glared up at Carson. I was well aware of the fact that I was freaking bleeding! Thank you, Mr. Obvious!

"Oh, really?" I snapped, "I wasn't aware of that particular fact. I thought it would be a good idea to see if my completely human body could stand up to giant, mutant dogs!"

"Giant, mutant dogs? You act like they ran through a vat of toxic waste."

I punched him. He glared. We laughed. Welcome to the Dayton's, folks.

Carson lifted my shirt and shook his head. As much as I hated how cold he was now, I have to admit that it felt nice against the gash on my side. He placed my shirt back over the claw marks and tugged on my hand gently. I knew he was pulling me towards the Cullen's, but I did not expect the smell to hit me as hard as it did. My nose wrinkled against the sickening sweetness. You would think that living with a vampire would make you immune to the disgusting smell, but Carson was only one vampire not seven. We walked cautiously around to the front steps and before we made it up to the door, it was being pulled open. I arched my eyebrow at the vamp standing before us. If I was not certain that pixies did not exist I would think I was staring at one. She stood with door standing wide open. Her hair was short and dark, her eyes were the exact color of Carson's, and she was petite and pale white. Her lips tipped up in a small smile.

"Hello. I'm Alice Cullen." she said in a tinkling voice, "We've been expecting you two."

The vampire, Alice, took a step back and made a gesture telling us that it was ok to come in. I looked at Carson who, at present, was watching the pixie looking vampire warily and walked past him and into the house. I was not so enveloped in my own mind that I did not notice her tense slightly as I passed. Carson walked close to my side as we followed her into their living room. It surprised me to see how open and inviting their house was. We were barely standing in the room when Carson gently took my wrist in his hand and pulled me to a stop. I glanced at him briefly before I allowed my eyes to move around the room. Either my math was way off, which would not surprise me in the slightest, or we had been missed informed. Eight people stood before us staring curiously. Carson took control as he stepped between me and them and spoke.

"We are really sorry for intruding. I'm Carson Dayton and this," he said, taking a slight step to the side as I stepped forward, " is my sister, Linzie."

I nodded and said a polite "Hey", before I allowed myself to size up the room full of ticks. Yes, I call them ticks. The two standing nearest too us introduced themselves as being Carlisle and Esme, the groups "parents". The one who met us at the door, Alice, was standing by a male that looked like he was having quite a bit of trouble keeping his head. His name was Jasper. Then there was Emmett, who gave a broad smile that reminded me of Carson, and Rosalie, who scrunched up her nose in what seemed to be disgust. I rolled my eyes and raised my eyebrow in a challenging short of way. All that earned me was a jab in my already injured side and a hiss from the blonde. Last, but not least, was Edward and Bella. The latter of the two I stared at rather rudely. What can I say? I was curious. It did, however, gain me the second painful jab in my side. I glared up at my brother.

"If you value that arm, Carson, I would suggest that you watch where you jab me the next time you think I'm being rude." He glared back for only a minute before it registered why I was threatening him in an unknown place. He gave me an apologetic smile after that which forced me, against my will, to roll my eyes.

"Won't you please take a seat?" Esme, I believe it was anyways, asked us politely.

"I'm fine, thank you," Carson said, pushing me onto the couch," Linzie, however, is going too."

"I can walk!" Everyone in the room chuckled as I sat down, swatting Carson's hands away from me," Actually Mr. and Mrs. Cullen, we came here for a reason. Carson and I..."

"I'm sorry to interrupt," Carlisle said, taking a step towards me, " but I was wondering what happened to you, dear."

"Giant, mutant dogs attacked us according to Linzie." Carson said guardedly. At the same time, he was trying to lessen the tension.

There was a gasp to my right and I locked gazes with the only other human in the room. Her hair was long, cut into layers, and a dark brown. Her eyes were the color of chocolate, and she was pale with the exception of her cheeks that were red in her embarrassment. There was nothing extraordinary about her that I could see. She was actually quite plain. I could feel everyone else burning holes into the back of my head until I finally turned and face the room again. My questions were overly obvious in my eyes as I watched the Cullen's glance at each other in what I guess was surprise.

"You know about them, don't you?" It was a question with a very obvious answer, but I asked it anyway. Carlisle cleared his throat.

"If you would allow it, Ms. Dayton..."

"Linzie."

"Linzie, I would like to take a look at the wound, possibly clean and bandage it?"

"Sure, Doc, if that's what you want to do. It'll be healed by tomorrow, though." Carlisle glanced at me curiously, then he smiled.

"I would like to clean it all the same."

Carlisle helped me up from the couch and I followed him up the stairs and into his office. He waved me over to the desk and I slid onto the rich, dark wood. I could hear the others talking and laughing with and, if I knew Carson, at my brother. I tried not too laugh at the crash I heard coming from downstairs as Carlisle walked back towards me with everything he needed. I slipped my coat off and discarded the tank top I had been wearing. Carlisle just smiled, dipped the rag into the bowl of clean water, and began removing the blood from my wound. We sat in silence for a few minutes, simply listening to our families get to know each other. I smiled up at the ceiling. It was my way of letting my parents know that we were going to be okay.

"How did you acquire the other scars?" I looked into the doctors eyes for a few seconds before I pointed to one peeking up from under my jeans.

"This one was from an appendectomy when I was five," I pointed to the next one my other side, "This one I got from a nomad in Missouri. He was rather vicious. This one," I said, pointing to a thin, jagged scar running from my collarbone on my left and ending just over my right breast," I received from a werewolf around home. It was the first one I had every fought, so I didn't know what to expect."

"It takes great strength for a human to fight off a creature such as a werewolf. I suppose Carson came to your rescue?" he asked kindly. I smiled at him.

"All of these were before Carson was changed. I was alone." He's eyes found mine and shock was clearly written across his face. I cleared my throat and looked out the window.

"How is that possible?"

"That's what Carson and I came to speak with you about." he raised his eyebrow and I smiled, "Okay, it was one of the things we came to speak with your family about." I slipped my tank top on again, " Let's go downstairs and I'll explain everything."

We were all trying to get comfortable, well, Bella and I were. Everyone else either sat down elegantly or remained standing at different places around the room. Carson and Emmett had hit it off well, and that made me smile. I was glad that my brother had found a friend outside of his human sister. Now, someone could finally go hunting with him other than me. I cleared my throat and waited for everyone to quiet down, it only too a few seconds.

"Well, I guess the only place to start is the very beginning," I sighed at looked at my brother, who smiled at me encouragingly," At the age of thirteen, I was as normal as anyone else on the planet. I had parents, a football playing older brother, and friends. I lived in Nashville, Tennessee. Okay, we lived on the outskirts. Our parents had bought the house from a friend and fifty acres to go along with it when I was ten. The night in question, I was walking back to the office building that my mother worked in. I had just left a friend and her mother. It wasn't far to the building so I didn't take the ride that was offered." I raised my eyes from my lapped and watched the reactions. "In the alley beside my destination I saw something. At first, I didn't know what was going on. Plenty of teens use to use alleys for..."I laughed shortly, "Well, you get the idea. I stepped into the opening a few steps and then I good here the girl crying. I don't know what made me do it, or why I even thought a thirteen year old girl could do anything, but I ran towards them. I thought that the girl was going to be raped and that if they heard me coming they would run. That was the farthest thing from what happened."

My eyes clouded over with tears and I looked away from everyone. Carson was the only person who knew this story and the affects that the outcome had on me. I could still see it clearly. The girl, who could not have been any older than I was now, was pale and dying right in front of me. Her hair was blonde and her eyes a crystal blue that I'll never forget. The way she looked at me. The horrified realization that she was not getting out of that alley alive was burned into my memory. Thankfully, the vampire did not change her. I shivered and raised my eyes to Carson's as he began where I left off.

"When Linzie got close enough to realize that something really bad was happening she froze. She told me about it after I had been changed. She doesn't know how she knew what to do, but she did. She fought and killed her first vampire that night, left the thing burning as she ran up to our mom's office. She called the police then, but she only told them that she had seen the girl left by a burning fire and that she was covered in blood. She had nightmares for days. A few months later is when the sneaking out started. It was only one night a week for a while, but when she got to high school it was all week long." He sat down beside me and took my hand.

"I had a women that was helping me train. She called herself a Guardian, the real Guardian, and warned me about this elite group of vamps that impersonated and killed them in order to train girls like me. Apparently, that's what happened to the girl before me. She got too close to maturity and they killed her."

"What are you, exactly?" Jasper asked. I looked at him and smiled. I knew Carlisle knew about me. Okay, he did not know it was me but he knew about my kind.

"I'm The Slayer."

Everyone, with the exception of Carlisle, looked beyond confused. It was obvious that Carlisle had heard of others like me before. No one said anything for at least ten minutes, and when they finally started to speak one of their cell phones went off. I knew I had bee let off the hook as Edward faced his father. The spoke swiftly to each other before turning and facing us. Edward glanced at Bella briefly before his eyes fell on me in what appeared to be anger. I looked between the two of them before allowing my eyes to rest on Carlisle.

"Is everything alright?" Carson asked.

"It seems that one of the wolves were injured during your fight tonight." he told everyone, his eyes never leaving me, "Jacob is in quite a bit of pain and seems to be having trouble breathing. They..."

"Jake's hurt? How badly?"

"I believe the good doctor was going to explain before you interrupted." I looked at the girl and then looked at Carlisle," Thankfully, I can tell you what happened to him, but I'll only extend that courtesy if you tell me how the hell those things go from wolf to human."