(A/N) Hello, my lovely reader(s). I am not getting much appreciation for my story anymore, but I know you lot are probably waiting for some Cullen. So, here is the first chapter with some Cullen invovled. Enjoy.

Chapter Four- Meeting

As I followed the 'human', I smelt a familiar scent. I didn't remember what it was. And it was painful to walk slowly when a part of me wanted to run and discover it. With each step I took, the scent got stronger.

We walked for approximately three miles at human pace. The three auras were present, but when I probed the wolves, I only felt two auras, and when I probed the 'human' I only felt one. It was like they were only connected when in wolf form.

Children of the moon don't move in packs.

So these wolves were not children of the moon. I broke the silence. 'What are you?' I puzzled. The gray wolf growled at me, its aura disgusted. The sandy coloured one was puzzled. The 'human' was still apprehensive, probably judging whether to tell me or not. He suddenly displayed a harsh emotion.

'No questions from you, bloodsucker.'

The silence continued. My eyes wandered to my luggage, which was still in my hands. The money Aro gave me caused a bulge in the front pocket of the suitcase. The passport and plane tickets were safely inside, as well as the book with Carlisle's scent...

Carlisle's scent. The 'human' was leading me to the Cullens.

'No!' I hissed, and stopped walking. 'Don't you dare take me to Carlisle. Just kill me now. '

The 'human' stopped, turned around, and stared at me in confusion. 'You know Carlisle?'

'No.' I said back. 'I know his scent.' All three auras grew suspicious.

'Were you sent here?' The man asked. I paused, thinking through before I answered. If I said 'yes' would he kill me?

'Yes.' I said.

'What for?' He asked. I thought again. This time, I probed his aura for his personality. He was protective. I used this to hopefully seal the deal.

I looked straight into his eyes. I widened mine so he could see the red in my irises. 'To kill.'

Anger flowed into his veins. He trembled, long shakes echoing through his body violently. I was too curious to be scared at this point. He ripped through his shorts, and in fifty nine milliseconds he was in his russet wolf form.

Perfect, this was exactly the response I needed and yearned for. The auras were destructive and full of hatred. They ripped my legs apart from my body. 'Burn them, please.' I begged.

The russet wolf dragged me by my arms with his teeth. And the other two wolves carried my legs.

Before I could take in what was going on, they dragged me to a large opening. I smelt Carlisle's scent very strongly here, it was completely undiluted. I smelt other vampire scents here too. I heard fierce hisses. I realized that the hisses were mine, and the wolves were taking me to Carlisle.

'Damn you, wolves.' I cursed in vain. I felt vibrations around my arms as the russet wolf growled. But the wolves never slowed; they kept dragging me until I saw a large house, with glass walls that let all the light through. I heard a heartbeat from the house that was beating perhaps a bit too fast for a human. Perhaps they keep a bird as a pet?

The gray wolf with gave my leg to the sandy wolf and disappeared into the woods. A few minutes later, a Native-American woman aged around twenty appeared, only wearing a long t-shirt dress. I probed her, confirming she was the gray wolf.

She ran over to the sandy wolf, stroked its hair and took my legs from his mouth and the sandy wolf ran into the forest. A younger human, maybe eighteen years old, returned after three minutes wearing only shorts. I was growing restless, I wanted to run away from the Cullens and not face the humiliation that would follow. But I was also feeling curious, so I didn't fight when the younger human took me from the russet wolf and the russet wolf ran into the forest. It was as if the wolves had planned this, a perfect routine.

The familiar disgust filled face of the twenty-five year old male appeared between the trees. I sensed leadership in his stance and in the way the other two looked at him for instruction. I knew that if I had a request, it would have to go through him.

'Give me back my legs, mongrel.' I gave the alpha a glare that could kill, if only I was Jane.

He laughed a mocking laugh. 'That's a lot of attitude for a bloodsucking leech who's scared of Carlisle.' He looked at me with a triumphant face. 'Why are you so scared of him?'

'None of your business, dog.' I hissed back at him. He laughed humourlessly again.

'You will find, leech, that it is my business entirely.' With that, he signalled for the others to take me into the house. I struggled in vain, at a loss because my legs weren't attached to my body.

As soon as I was inside the room, I felt my legs joining onto my body. I turned to leave, but found a skinny blonde male blocking the door. I immediately probed the room, going into full aura-scanning mode.

The blonde male who was blocking the door had an analytical aura. He looked at me, his topaz coloured eyes searching for something. His personality was very charismatic and he felt like he was a warrior. I realized he was the emotion changer. I flickered off my aura scanning for half a second so that I could lock my eyes on the next person.

It was a blonde female this time, very beautiful. She had a defensive aura. I decided not to probe for emotions unless it differed from defensive. Her personality was very vain.

I read a brown haired female, who looked around nineteen. Her hair was waist length and her eyes, like every other vampire in the room but me were a topaz colour. Here personality was selfless, reserved, and I felt a maternal quality inside of her as well. Because of her extremely reserved personality, I guessed she was the shield.

I moved on to another blonde male who looked like he was changed when he was around twenty seven. His aura was strangely calm. He had a non- violent personality.

I moved on to a large, bulky male with short curly hair and dents in his cheeks. His aura was very competitive but also fun loving.

I saw a very short female with pixie short hair. Her aura was very conscious, expecting. She was probably the psychic.

I was rather surprised when I probed a smaller than average heighted girl. She looked around sixteen years of age, and her hair fell down her back in cute ringlets. What surprised me was she was very open to me. I could read so much from her, it was amazing. I could see intelligence, and I could see youth. I could see curiosity and amazement. I could see al lot of innocence, too. I was truly amazed at her.

The next was a rounder, more motherly female. She had a very compassionate personality, one that would rival Mother Nature herself. Her dark hair was very modest, and quite reminiscent to my human mother. My thoughts were interrupted by a whispered comment.

'I don't know. All I can see are colours.' MY eyes drifted to the speaker, a medium sized male with neat but messy hair. I knew for certain that he was the mind reader, because he had a very knowing aura. His emotions were tinted with frustration, and I wondered why. I gasped, remembering an evening with Aro, in his office.

As I walked into the office, I read Aro's aura, wondering why he had summoned me. It was strangely calm, well, not for Aro, but it was very calm none the less. I touched his hand, wanting him to read his own calm aura. When I touched his hand, he gasped in amazement.

'That's incredible, Faye! Are you reading my aura?' he asked.

'Yes,' I replied. 'Can you read it?' I asked back.

'No, all I can see is an intricate pattern of colours. Read my personality, Faye. I want to see if the patterns change.'

I switched to read his personality. He gasped in amazement. What? I thought. Aro didn't respond to me. What is it, Aro? I thought again, louder than before if that was even possible. He still didn't respond to me. I huffed and spoke out loud, in annoyance.

'Can't you hear me?' I groaned in frustration. He shook his head.

'Were you thinking something, Faye? I couldn't hear you; the aura was taking all my attention.' I stopped reading his aura. Could he hear me now?

'Yes I can, Faye.' We both chuckled for an unknown reason. Aro continued. 'Faye, I think there is more to your power than you yourself even realize. It seems I can only see colours, when you are reading an aura. I can't even hear your thoughts until you stop. And I also believe that there is much, much more to your power that we will eventually discover.'

I beamed at him, glad that I had a power that amazed Aro.

I snapped back into the present, and stopped reading auras. 'I am guessing you are the mind reader.' I said out loud. He looked at me and I thought what are you staring at? He looked at me and muttered something inaudible to himself.

I felt all eyes on me again, and I was feeling the same feeling I got when I faced the guard before leaving.

Something inside of me told me that I was going to have to leave again.

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