Im so psyched that yall have stuck with me this far im so sorry that I haven't updated in so long it's just been really stressful lately. Anyway, next up comes Alex's' story, and you'll find out why she doesn't like to share it. I don't own Twilight cuz of the stupid flying monkeys. I do own Alex, Nikki, and other assorted characters. Hope you like it!

Nikki Pov

"I was born in 1324, in Germany. I later moved to London in 1346. Then, only two years later, the Black Plague was set loose in England. I was a fighter as was the rest of my family, but one by one they succumbed to the disease. On March 22, 1351, I was the last of us left, the rest of my family having been claimed by the Death, my precious younger sister Jose having passed on only a week earlier. I fell ill of it and was lying in my bed wasting away……. dying."

As Alex told her story, I watched as she got a faraway look in her eyes, as she was transported back to her deathbed. As she recalled it, I could see it as well because of our almost permanent link.

"I was an inch from death when suddenly a figure materialized in my room. He was extraordinarily handsome, with a shock of odd orange hair and upturned features, with pale ice-white skin. He asked me what I was willing to do, to sacrifice, in order to save myself, to get better. I told him I would do anything, anything to stop the disease from taking my life as it had so many others. He looked almost torn, as if debating whether or not to do something. He bent over me, his lips inches away. He said, 'Then I hope you will forgive me for the atrocity I will commit.'"

I saw it as if through my own eyes. The mysterious vampire, bending over Alex as a human, whispering to her, and then…….

"He bit me."

A look of intense pain appeared on both our faces as together we relived her transformation.

"I could hardly breathe, the pain was so incredible. I could barely make out the strange mans' figure through the red haze of pain. I felt betrayed; I felt as if he had made me such false promises and then lit me on fire but from the inside.

'How could you?' I had managed to rasp out at him, 'you said you would make it go away.'"

I heard a gasp, and I tore my gaze away from Alex's' memories to look at the Cullen's.

Bella had done it, it seemed, as she had her hand to her mouth and the look of horror that most of the coven had adorning their faces as well.

Alex began to shake from the memory, which had always been so strong. I grasped her shoulders and looked her in the eyes.

"It's okay Alex," I said, "You can stop, you don't have to remember."

"No," she answered in strained voice, her shaking abating somewhat, "I have to do this."

She took a deep breath and continued.

"Throughout it all, the man always sat by me holding my hand with both of his which I noticed through the fire were ice cold, never leaving my side. He told me about what he was, what I was becoming. He told me everything, about the rules, our abilities, the Volturi. Our hunger."

She seemed calmer now, more composed, and the Cullens seemed to sense that this part of the story was over.

"The raging fire eventually ended, the first thing I noticed was the lack of pain, my first thought, 'Finally.'"

Alice let out a strained sort of laugh. "Heh."

"He offered me his hand, and helped me off of the bed that had been my whole world for the past month because of the sickness. He embraced me, and I noticed that we appeared to be the same temperature now. He looked into my eyes and I noticed for the first time that his were a deep, golden color. I couldn't look away. We stood there for I don't know how long, before he smiled and slowly turned me around and brought me to the full length mirror which had been my mother's pride and joy. I felt a shock like lighting rip through me at the sight of my new body. I had been average in life but now I was beautiful. Pale and strong, smooth and lovely. But then I saw my eyes. Deep blood red crimson that made me reel back in shock. He held me until I was calm again."

Through her, I could feel the same warm safeness that she had felt back then all those years ago.

"'By the way,' I had said, 'What is your name?'"

I waited, tense, for her to crack under the pressure of His name, but she held strong.

"'Kyon,' he had said, 'and you are Alexandra, correct?'

"I said yes, and together we ran through the streets of London past the piles of bodies on the curbs. He told me about himself, and myself him, and we were together for 105 years before we found Nikki."

She fell silent, her side of the story over. The Cullens seemed tense, as if they knew more was coming, and it was.

I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again, I began my tale……

Hey what's up did you like Alex's story? I hope so I had so much fun writing it. Tell me what you thought of it! You'll find out l8r why they rarely mention Kyons name. Well, just hold on tight and don't kill me for not updating more quickly! Ja!

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