Summary: She never had the intention of being reborn nor had she ever intended to be born in a world of sparkling vampires. Of course, as fate would have it, she would never be able to avoid them either, she supposed if the universe wanted her here, might as well have fun.

Drabbles/encounters with twilight characters, + other supernatural beings. Pairings undecided


Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight


A/N: Now I was originally gonna timeskip and leave the last chapters outcome as unknown, but then my mind said nah, go forth with the storyline and don't time jump, yet. Also a bit heavy on the world building?At least for the first part. I wasn't actually going through and explain it all but then like, I felt I should so sorry if Y'all don't like it, sorry. Also I haven't profread this so it maybe all over the place (since I also wrote this at like 3am)


There were only four skills Lillian had mastered in the year she had practiced with the North coven.

The first and the easiest she mastered were blessings and candle infusion. Which the easiest explanation was that blessings were like Harry Potter Felix Felicis, basically a luck increaser while infusing candles was a stepping stone to infusing magic in bigger things (such as brooms which can be made to levitate even though anything else could be used to fly) not to mention magic candles were the only thing you could use to complete actual spells.

The second was being able to create mental shields and blur the mind, an ability that was generally saved for more experienced people, however, she had been very adamant about the importance of learning how to do it. And in doing so, had almost costed her life and prolonged blackouts at the beginning, thankful after six months she had mastered it (even outdoing Elizabeth whose individual skill was being a human computer, being able to process and analyze information within a minute, giving her an infinity for mental magic). Blurring the mind was the hardest to do, as unlike shields that could easily be forgotten about and left up indefinitely (or until one feels someone poking around the mind) only draining a fraction of energy, blurring or giving the appearance of thinking something else took a large toll on the mind (which caused all the black outs). But again, Lillian had to learn this ability especially if she ever did come in contact with Edward, as she would rather not gain his attention especially once he met Bella (she had come to the agreement that he would still pursue Bella no matter what).

Her third mastery was actually in elemental control. Course it was no Elsa like powers nor was it at the level of being a bender, in fact, it was pretty tame in all honesty. Generally, witches could only do the things within reasons to their body. So for example, fire was the hardest (and while she tried to harness it she had to give up trying after severe burning and scaring her shoulder and forearm) and the only way to actually touch it/wield it without backfiring was also layering on a fire resistance enchantment on clothing (since spells were far too advanced for most as generally only a supreme could do it). Earth was too hard to focus on same with air as it was literally all around, ice and weather were too unpredictable which ultimately just left water.

Water manipulation was fairly easy to tame. It went with a flow, could be used for multiple things such as filling a tub without turning on the facet, making random puddles here and there, and was absolutely useless with fighting vampires. Although she had hoped to have better control with fire, as fire + vampires = dead, water could come in handy as like Maine, Forks was wet and full of it (and of course Elisabeth could manipulate fire the lucky witch, her brother Arthur was better with water as well).

Her last master skill was a necessity that all witches had to learn (and generally most magical/supernatural creatures learned), the ability to remove selective memories. Course, everyone had their own ways to make people forget them, such as sirens and vampires had vocal tricks to make people forget them. However, for witches, it wasn't exactly what one would think. It was no spell nor potions (potions was an advanced skill that took years to master, and actual spells and/or wordless "magic" could only be done by sorceresses or enchantresses), in fact even if done correct, the chance of it working was a little over half, not very good odds considering that vampires, like other dead or inhuman beings, were harder to manipulate especially their crystal clear memories.

Witches, as a way to hide and flee from persecution, are and were able to distort memories. If someone were to think back to an encounter with a witch or magic, the witch's face will be changed and the person's memory would be subjected to suggestive input, for example, if someone who saw a witch was asked to describe it or what magic occurs, they won't be able to recall it all and just be giving/leading a description to a bewitched person their memories will turn said witch or act into that. Thus masking the true identity of the witch, but also was the reason for the witch hunts and false identifications of Salem.

And all of this was what Lillian had to consider as she was staring down the pair of vampire war veterans who just so happened to call her Alice.

Obviously, she could've played it off as a simple mistake, but she knew that once they had her face and smell, they could easily pass it back to the Cullens, or worse come after herself. There were no magic abilities that she knew of that could help her, as witches had never needed to erase a vampires memory. Sure many had met vampires before, and there were safe locks in place to keep a vampire killing a witch but that was it, if anything, the only thing written in her family's book was if she saw a vampire, run the f*ck away.

Which was the sh*ttest advice she'd ever read. And was as useful as a used condom.

"I'm sorry I think you have mistaken for someone else," She finally responded with a weak laugh, "Anyways, I'm really sorry for bumping into you." Lillian added giving an apologetic smile to Peter before turning to leave as fast, but as normal looking as she could possibly muster.

And for a blissful thirty seconds, she truly thought she got away with it too, if it weren't for those stupid vampires.

"Wait!"

"Is something wrong?"

"May we get your name?"

What the f*ck? Why the hell would they need- Ooh.

"I'm sorry I don't like giving my name out to strangers," especially if they could easily find and slaughter her, Lillian thought to herself. "Have a nice day, sir, miss."

By the time she finally made it around the corner block, the brunette bolted down the streets of New Orleans, putting as much distance as possible between Peter and Charlotte. It wasn't like they couldn't track her, and as long as she was in New Orleans she would be in danger, thankfully there were only a few days left before heading to Phoenix.

And while she couldn't see nor feel a presence on her way home, she had the most unnerving feeling but let it slide as just her paranoia getting the best of her. Surely it would be fine in the end, maybe they would forget all about her and her ever so slight resemblance to a Cullen.


On her next day out Lillian found herself sitting across from a pair of red eyed vampires at an inside cafe. Why she had agreed to entertain them for lunch, she had no idea, and was mentally stabbing herself for her idiocy. From an outside appearance, it looked as if they were merely a trio of teenage friends, laughing and gossiping about whatever was popular at school. Obviously, the observation was, of course, false as neither side spoke merely staring down the other.

"Was there something you needed?" Lillian finally asked with an exasperated yet cautious huff.

Charlotte was answered with a soft but almost worried toned, "We got off on the wrong, and we," she gestured towards her mate who remained staring down the girl before them, "wanted to apologize, we had innocently mistaken you for a dear friend of ours and we hadn't meant to cause you distress. Really it was a harmless mistake and-"

"Cullen."

Lillian's eyes snapped brows furrowed, "What did you say?"

"Do you know or met someone by the name Cullen? Possibly a person named Alice Cullen? Or Jasper Cullen?" Peter had cut in eyes watching every muscle, every twitch, every reaction she made.

She gave a partial smile, though strained in annoyance, "I've never met anyone named Alice Cullen or Jasper Cullen. In fact I've never been introduced to someone whose name was Cullen." Partial truths and lies were the only way to handle vampires as she had learned in a previous encounter months ago.

Although her answer seemed to quiet the both the vampires in deep thought for a few moments she knew it was only a matter of time before they caught her in a lie or worse (not to mention she was practically straining to get her heart and blood to appear normal and not go crazy from anxiousness). "Well if that's all, I should be going I would say it was a pleasure to meet you but honestly you two seem very-"

"Garrett."

And that's the moment she lost all control, her heart began to pound furiously against her ribs, her cheeks flushing red and face wavering in confusion. She knew she was going to die.

"Peter stop this-" Charlotte trying to chastise her mate, who continued to push the conversation, "Enough any more and we'll have to-"

"Let me elaborate," he stated plainly leaning in closer, "I knew something was different about you. At first, I thought you had to have met a Cullen, but when I'm this close to you, I can smell it." His eyes shifted, "You smell it to don't you Char? Her scent."

Leaning back in her chair away from the two, Lillian was beyond panicking. What did they smell off her? She had concealed her natural scent for this very reason, in case a vampire thought she smelled like Alice, so then what were they smelling? Was it traces of Royal? Did she just give him a death warrant? Was that it? What had she done-

"I'll admit, he's not one to associate with humans, in fact, you're just his type, I'm surprised you're alive, especially since it seems you know exactly what we are."

She couldn't believe it, how had they known? It had been months since she had seen him. His scent should've been long gone since then, she shouldn't have any traces of him left on her so then, "Your face tells us all except for one detail, how do you know Garrett and why are you still alive?"


By week's end, the Brandon's were all packed and ready to leave New Orleans. Already receiving several offers for the house they left the city and began their long trek towards Arizona. Once she could no longer feel or see any presence of any vampire, Lillian could feel her body finally go slack.

All the worry and anxiety that filled her seemed to dissipate as they drew closer to the sun filled city of Phoenix. In all honesty, she couldn't believe she was alive, in fact, she couldn't believe she hadn't dropped dead from the paranoia alone.

Thinking back to it all, she could hardly remember anything after the encounter with the two nomads, she didn't even know how she got back home after that. And to be frank, she didn't even want to remember it all, but alas, being in a stuffy car for a week gave her plenty of time to reflect.

She knew five things happened in the cafe.

First, she admitted to knowing Garrett. How could she not have? They could smell his stupid scent on her, what could she say, ''Oh Garrett whomst? Never heard of the guy, you must be smelling my new perfume, Flirtatious Civil War Vampire'. Of course her relationship with the nomadic vampire wasn't much of anything to be fair. They had run into each other, both (more like he) found out each other's secrets, and afterwards more or less parted ways. Sure he had broken into her house several times after that, and true she had basically hidden him away in her closet for a month, and whenever he was in town he would always whisk her away to catch up (aka "C'mon Lily flower show me some magic" and "You are an actual child Garrett, and what did I say about calling me Lily?!'). At that point, there really wasn't any use in hiding her acquaintance with the vampire.

Second, when they asked more, she tried to play dumb but ultimately, under a vow not to repeat anything, told them the bare minimum of what she was. Of course neither believed her, why would they? A human claiming to be a witch, seemed more like she was trying to save her skin, even she would be suspicious. She hadn't revealed any real information about her kind, keeping it so vague she could've been mistaken as some useless riddled prophet.

Third, she had shown them her gift. Not an enchantment nor blessing, no spell or mind trick, she had displayed to them her own unique ability. The very ability she had not yet mastered and one of the reasons she almost died the ability to move and manipulate objects, telekinesis.

Fourth, she had told them her name. Not her full name, not her last name, and not even her middle name, but told them her first name, a name that it too brought a hint of familiarity to their faces. When asked if she had any relatives, she shook her head a little too quickly averting the attention away.

And last but not least the fifth thing she knew that happened, was that in a split second in time, both vampires had gone rigid and alert. Their dark red eyes looking past her and eyes widening before excusing themselves, not before Charlotte again apologize for wasting time, and the two disappearing before she could do anything else. If it were not for her high awareness to her surrounding after using her magic, she wouldn't have noticed another pair of eyes on her. A pair of eyes, ancient and old, red eyes that belonged to someone she had met once before, years ago when she was a child on a trip to New York. After that she had fled.


By the time they all arrived in Phoenix, Lillian had almost forgotten of what occurred in New Orleans, key word, almost.

Pulling up to Bella's and Reneè's house after a 10 hour straight ride they were all about ready to collapse on their porch much to both ladies amusement. After settling in and eating a dinner, both girls hurried off into Bella's bedroom while the adults pulled out the alcoholic, talking like old times.

After the slightly awkward, 'How are you?' And ''You've gotten older' ice breakers, the two had quickly fallen back into their ways even if they had not seen one another in almost five years. While Bella was 2 years younger than herself, the girl was still far more mature than most her age, something Lillian both liked yet questioned when recalling Twilight. But soon forgot when the questions soon delved into where she had gotten the ring from and if the boy she had met in Gatlinburg was her boyfriend (to which the blushing girl adamantly denied while her friend continued to probe and laugh at).

On the third day in Phoenix, the two girls found themselves walking alone in one of the large parks nearby. It was one of the few overcast days, the sun well hidden behind the clouds, and thankfully no rain in sight, not that Lillian cared much either way unlike Bella who seemed to still have a passionate dislike of it. Finding themselves in one of the secluded portions of the park, by the hanging trees and the duck pond the pair sat down beneath the trees, laughing and talking like old friends.

Their conversations jumped from between interests, school, movies, even friends. Though from what Lillian learned through Bella, the girl was having a hard time. She was what one would call a loner, a few friends but no one close to her except for Lillian herself and Jacob (as both girls still kept in contact with the boy through email as writing letters after the third year took just took too long to receive). And what the green eyed girl could tell, Bella also seem to be having trouble with this students in general, though the girl never said she was being picked on by others just the way she avoided the topic and not making eye contact left Lillian feeling pissed off and in a foul mood.

Children could be cruel and horrible to each other, much like adults yet their kids seemed to make the most trivial things a cause for issue. Lillian knew what it was like to be teased and mocked but she never paid it attention, as in this life while all the kids called her freaky or strange (which both got worse and better when she had befriended Elizabeth and Arthur) she was at least twice all of their ages. But Bella was not Lillian, she couldn't brush off the mockery and the teasing and just seeing the anxiety in her friend which was all caused by these idiots at her school made her want to teach them a lesson.

She wasn't thinking of injuring at least physically them, no she wasn't that mean, but perhaps a taste of their own medicine would do. Maybe just embarrass the kids, it would be good practice of her telekinesis. Perhaps she could cast a few blessings on them, increase the chances of a few nightmares occurring. And when she thought about it harder, there was a page in her families book on revenge and-

Her thoughts trailed off as she realized Bella had stopped talking. Looking up at Bella only to see she was no longer staring at her, but something to their left. Brows furrowed she looked over towards what had caught her friends attention.

Across the lake in front of the two brunettes was what appeared to be a man. Lillian's eyes widened as she felt the tingling beneath her skin, after the encounter with Charlotte and Peter as well as the vampire she had met years ago, she had a constant stream of magic flowing through her alerting her of any supernatural creatures within her vicinity. True, it was paranoid, but in that moment Lillian was thankful for it, as beyond the lake that separated the the three of them, the person who seemed to be watching them, was a vampire.

Bella gripped her arm tightly and cautiously, the girl didn't know what was happening but the way her best friend was acting she knew something was off. "Lillian there's someone over there."

"I see that, Bells," Pulling the younger girl behind herself as she helped her up, "We should get going," she paused her eyes never leaving the vampire who remain still watching the two of them, with a hushed voice she added as the wind blew carrying her words away from the lake, "What's the fasted and most populated way out of the park?"

Confused, but slowly understanding that they were in some form of danger quickly whispered, "If we go through the trees over there we'll ended up back at the play structure, the one we passed with all the parents and kids."

Linking arms with one another the two quickly left, following Bellas instructions through the trees, both girls checking behind them every few steps, eyes watching the stranger that remained still across the lake. As the girls walked faster through the trees, the clouds above them seemed to grow darker and the air around them became colder as they began to sprint towards the playground that was only a few hundred feet in front of them. Checking back one last time behind, Lillian's eyes widened in an audible gasp slipped through her lips as the figure that was there no less than a few moments ago was gone.

"Lillian that man is-"

Slam

Bella hit the ground with a hard thud, pulling the older girl down with her as the two stared up at what they hit. It was him. The figure that was watching them for who knows how long, the vampire whose eyes were a dark deep red, and it was then Lillian knew what was happening. The vampire before them, whose tall broad body loomed over the girls was hungry. And he was hunting them, hunting Lillian and Bella.

Having less than a split second, Lillian threw her left arm up blocking her body, while pushing her bewildered friend back. The dark haired vampire above them let out a humorous laugh before releasing a loud snarl.

Fire erupted from her arm, burning through her shirt sleeves, the smell of scorching flesh hitting her nose as she hissed in pain and disgust. Luckily for her the vampire, who she believe she recalled from the movies, though his name escaped her, leaped back in fear and confusion.

"What are you" He growled launching himself towards the girls, eyes flashing in intrigue and lust.

Flicking her wrist up Lillian felt her magic grasp a large log a few feet away as she hurled it at the vampire just as his crawl like nails were mere centimeters away from her face. Stumbling back the vampire charged again only faster than before quickly dodging all of the green eyed girls attacks.

Air smacking her face like a hard slap as he grabbed her arms, harshly yanking her to his chest. Yelping in pain, as his cold fingers wrapped around her burned arm she couldn't help but whimper at the calming feeling that rushed over her wrist and forearm. She could feel his cool breath against her ear, his dreadlocks tickling the base of her neck as she went completely still.

"To be so gifted while you are human, this power you possess." He paused, Lillian's could hear him licking his teeth, salivating, "Join me. And together we could be the most powerful beings on this planet." His voice trailed off as she could feel his face grow closer to her exposed neck.

She smiled, "What a kind offer," she paused pulling her magic towards her arms, "But I've received better requests from the Volturi themselves so."

Before he could react, she forcefully twisted her arm as flames erupted from her burned arm causing the vampire to fly backwards letting out a howl of pain, smacking into the trees around to put out the flames. The air was flooded with the smell of burning wood as she saw the damage done, the once chiseled and perfect skinned vampire was now left with hideous looking holes and sickening melting chunks of flesh falling in heaps on the ground. The look of fear and hate mingled as one on his face, his eye (the other badly burned venom bubbling out of the socket trying to repair something that both knew would never correctly heal) once filled with lust, power, and desire evaporated like his skin.

She knew he needed blood now, to help heal the wounds she gave him and she knew that even though he may die trying to feast on herself, her blood was the closest meal here. Broken and limping, he seem to be preparing to leap again towards her as Lillian standed her ground reaching out her arms. Eyes closed with her mind open and body tingle as both magic and her telekinesis soared through her together. Lips twitching into a smirk as her eyes flew open as her arms were thrown in front of her as everything she had in her shot out hitting the vampire saure in the chest.

The impact making a sickening screeching sound, like nails on a chalkboard, as he was lifted into the air and slamming into the trees behind him before being thrown into the air above with a wave of her hand. Just as he went falling back to the ground, Lillian used the last bit of her power to push him as far away as possible, disappearing beyond the treeline (if it were any other moment she'd laugh at how similar it was to the Japanese cartoon she used to watch in her old life).

Silence ran through the trees, as the clouds above them opened up revealing the bright Arizona sun. All the adrenaline and and confidence she once had left her as soon as it came.

Collapsing on her knees in a shaky heap, Lillian let out a pained hiss as she quickly grabbed her left arm. Glancing at her arm she couldn't help but groan holding back a gag, her arm was bright and blistering red. It wasn't the worst burn she's ever received, but it definitely would take a week to heal even with the use of magic.

"What the fuck was that?"

Whipping her head around, hair flying and smacking her forehead Lillian let out an internal screech. She had completely forgotten about the now very confused, very scared, and very upset twelve year old Bella.

Or for f*cks sake


After a very long, very painful (as Lillian's body was screaming at her to get medical attention), the girl careful explained to her wide-eyed friend who seemed to surprisingly believe her. Of course, if your friend all of a sudden shut flames out of her body and blasted a crazy red eyed man into the air and the only explanation she gave was witch, you'd believe it too.

"Are you going to be okay?" Bella asked as the two entered her house well rushing towards the bathroom to grab the medical supplies.

Hissing as she ran water over her arm Lillian replied, "Yeah, I'll be fine, this isn't the worst I've gotten ya, know? Fire's the worst element, but most useful." She paused grabbing her bag of candles and herbs. While Lillian was never taught to make potions, thankfully grandma Masen had brewed a few ones to help heal burns (since the older women knew just how careless she could be, especially under stress).

Bella just stood there handing her friend anything she needed as she watched and processed everything that had happened today. "Is-" Lillian looked over at Bella who avoided eye contact again, "Is it okay for me to know all this? you said that vampires kill humans who know their secret. Does that mean you have-" her voice caught in her throat as she let out a cry.

Lillian stiffened knowing what her friend must've been thinking, "Hey hey it's okay Bells, it's fine, you're safe, trust me okay," she comforted dropping her things on the bathroom counter, dragging the crying girl into a hug. "Witches, we don't believe in killing so you have no worries about that okay? And you are right, we don't like people finding out our secret but," pausing she didn't quite know what to say. If she said that they erase people's memories then Bella would freak (though she doubted it would have any effect on Bella due to her shield), but if she said nothing, then she'd find out sooner or later. "we do try to erase and blur, ah I'll explain what that means later okay, people memories but seeing as how a vampire was involved, which isn't in our jurisdiction there's nothing I can do. Besides as long as you swear not to tell anyone, you'll be fine Bella."

The younger girl shifted underneath Lillian's arms nodding and repeated a mantra of 'I won't say say anything' and 'no one will know I promise', she finally calmed down going slack. "I won't tell anyone, I promise Lily and if I do," her big watery brown eyes staring up into green eyes, "I give you permission to erase my memories, get rid of them, whatever, as long as you are safe, I don't care what happens to me."

Lost for words she didn't know what to say, stuttering out a jumble of words she didn't know whether to joke or cry, "Bella I-I- don't say-"

"Bella, Lillian, we're home!"

"Come on down girls, we brought take out!"

"Bella! Did you girls track mud upstairs? Wait is that blood?!"

"Girls where are you!"

Their parents called to the two girls as they exchanged looks before realizing the state they were in. Bella covered in dirt, having tracked it through the back door, water stains all up her legs and hands and knees scuffed and scratched. Her hair was also matted and tangled while her nose was red and runny and honestly looked like she got beat up by a tree. Lillian wasn't much better, clothes ripped, dirt covered, tired looking, with bruises up her arm and thighs. Not to mention the giant a** burn up her entire left arm.

Hearing footsteps coming towards them, both knew they were screwed. "Hey Lilly, got any magic that can get us out of this?" Bella asked as her friend groaned in response. This really wasn't Lillian's day.


The week went by fairly quickly after the day in the park. After bs to their concerns parents (saying they took a tumble in the park and covering up Lillian's arm ina hoodie sleeve), the girls were left mostly on their own again, only this time they had to promise to stay in indoors. Which to both girls, were fine with as Bella was still shaken up from the whole ordeal and Lillian wanted to heal up her arm and conserve her strength in case that vampire somehow found them again.

Not to mention being cooped up in the large house alone all day with Bella actually worked in her favor. Over the rest of the days, Lillian explained what she could about magic, witches, and vampires to Bella. Of course, she didn't say anything about knowing the future, as she guessed that might be the needle that breaks the camel's back. Overall, Bella was sucking in all the information like a trooper, asking questions and posing hypothetically here and there. And admittedly, Lillian enjoyed having someone else to bring into this world of supernatural, especially that person being Bella.

Bella was mature, and when she wanted to be fast thinking and far more intelligent that many gave her credit for. Which seemed like such a stark comparison to the Bella that appeared in Twilight the mopy, love sick child that was obsessed with being immortal and Edward. A part of her wondered if the inclusion of herself was what was changing the girls entire mindset and personality. Sure the brown eyed girl was still a bit out the introvert and still having an aversion to shopping (though Lillian later realized it was due to her being dragged around for hours by Renee that caused her to hate it), as well as her disbelief that she was pretty (yet another thing Lillian planned to work on).

Of course, she couldn't take all the credit. The relationships Bella had with everyone had changed. Her and Charlie stayed in contact, and every year she would visit him during the summer for a month. Jaccob was best friends with her as well, treating Bella like a brother and not some romantic interest anymore. She'd even become friends with some of the other kids in Forks, like Angela and Eric, even being on good terms with someone named Lauren and Jessica (the names rang a bell but the older girl wasn't sure). Hell, at this point Lillian had almost believed that by the time the original canon occurs, Bella would be so integrated into Forks she'd have no interest in Edward or the Cullens, not to mention she would be able to recognize a vampire, animal drinker or not.

Years ago, Lillian had never planned to get connected, she never wished to be part of Twilight or Forks yet here she was, friends with two of the main characters, acquaintances with the very vampires she had hoped to avoid, and even related to pivotal characters. Maybe, just maybe, this wasn't that bad, she could've been in some medieval world like Game of Thrones, she shivered at the thought of no plumbing, dragons, and white walkers, yes she had been lucky in the reincarnation roulette.

"So remember to call me once you arrive in Forks, okay? Oh and don't forget to write to Royal, I'm sure he's missing his girlfriend-"

Smacking Bella on the shoulder she gawked, "For the last time we aren't dating! He just gave me a ring okay? It doesn't mean anything okay?"

Her friend smirked, quirking her brow, "Sure it means nothing of course not, not like it was his mother's or anything. Or the fact that you've been constantly updating your email or anything, yea totally means nothing."

Giving her the bird before enveloping the taller girl (at this point everyone was taller than Lillian much to her ire) in a hug Lillian shook her head in amusement. It was hard to be mad at Bella, at least this one, the one in front of her (Kristen Stewart didn't serve her friend any justice, especially with the lack of emotions). "Whatever, and ya, of course, I'll call you alright? And I'll tell Jacob hi for you! You'll be visiting next summer right?"

Nodding in affirmation the two hugged once more as Lillian checked that Bella had the candles she was going to leave in case the vampire popped up again (the candles were wards, to keep things out unless they were invited in). "Oh before I forget," She remembered pulling out a small box feeling a wave of deja vu only in reverse, "These are for you Bells, they're enchanted," she told the girl whispering one last thing so their parents couldn't hear, "they have my magic in them."

Bella's eyes widened quickly grabbing the box and putting the small silver earrings on, "Thank you, thank you! I won't lose them I swear! I'll wear them always."

With one last goodbye, the Brandon's left Phoenix heading towards Forks. And for the first time in a long time, Lillian felt excited for the future, and it felt as though nothing could go wrong.

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Toronto, Canada

Lounging in a bar across a tall pale man with dark locks, the pair watched the younger looking take a shot before continuing, "So you've met Garrett's little friend it seems."

The two mates exchanged looks before nodding in affirmation, "Yes we did. We were quite surprised as we all know know how he can be," Charollote responded with a small smile.

The man across them let out a loud chuckle, "Oh I know exactly what you mean. When Garrett dragged myself and to meet the girl I was thinking it would be someone like himself, not a magic user thats for sure. Nearly ran for the hills after that!"

"So you've met her too then?"

Downing another shot he gave the fellow nomads a smile, "Oh of course, it was a very interesing meeting to say the least." He paused, "In fact she's the reason Mary and I met. I thought she was crazy when she told me to find her, but all her informtion added up, though it was a shame Mary and i didn't end up as mates, but rather soul siblings-"

Peter injected quickly, "Are you saying she knew of a future relationship you'd have with Mary? Like a premonition?"

Silence fell over the three of them, the hustle and buste of humans passings by seemed defeaning as the vampire cleared his throat, "Was there something else you needed Peter, Charlotte? Cause from my perspoctive you're doing a terrible job snooping around in something that doesn't involve you," he leaned in close in a hushed voice, "so tell me why you seem so fascinated by a human."

The pair exchanged looks before Peter stared down the other vampire, it had been a long time since he'd felt truly threatened. Sure just a week ago they had ran into the Volturi, but they had nothing to hide, but this was different. Their friend, the man in front of them was not the oldest or wisest vampire, but he was a very dangerous, there was a reason why there weren't so many nomadiac vampires anymore. Many had to travel in groups else they be killed or settle in covens, only the strong survived and one of the strongest sat across him right now and while he was not as talented as Jasper, he knew if he had to, he could kill his friend. "Have you ever met Alice Cullen by chance?"

The vampire gave him a confused look, backing down into his seat, "Cullen? One of Carlise's coven mates? No, I've only met Carlise, his mate, the big one, Emmett and the blonde, his mate. I haven't gotten the chance to meet the others," he shook his head, "does this Alice Cullen have an issue with Lillian or something?"

Charlotte looked away, "Um no, we just," she swallowed, "that girl just looks a lot like our soul sibling, Alice, we were wondering if there was a relation between the two."

"Ah."

"So you see that's really it, we didn't mean to drag you out for such a silly reason but you have to understand-"

"I think it's time I left, Peter, Charlotte." He stood up grabbing his last shot and downing it before walking around the table to stare down at his fellow vampires, "I don't know what reason you have in finding out more on the girl, even if she is related to your sibling it doesn't change the fact she's human, no matter how magical she is. Just don't get involve alright? She has enough on her plate without worrying about vampires digging into her past. Besides," his eyes seemed to flicker under the dark lights of the bar, "even the Volturi is letting her be that should tell you something."

And with that the man heading towards the door, only stopping at his friends voices, "It was good seeing you again Randall. We're sorry if we had alterior motives, you just have to understand, we are sorry. Perhaps in a decade or two you could introduce us to Mary, we can even drag Alistar to come be social if you'd like."

The vampire gave no response excpet for a wave of his hand as he exited the bar and leaving in a flash.


A/n: Next chapter will be skipping around a bit, again this fanfic ain't exactly gonna be linear. That being said, there is a chapter where Lillian and Garrett do meet one another etc, but that won't be for a while. I'm also playing with the idea of interludes (seeing characters povs of meeting/encountering Lillian) so those will be coming out soon too! The next chapter is almost finished, and I'm so hyped for it (may or may not involve the Volturi, Maria, or the Cullens, lemme know who you think it could be!). Also I based Randall's description off the book not the movie!

Also Merry Christmas and happy holidays to everyone!