Kitten: Thanx for the review. I will continue to switch POVs. Thanx!

**Roni**

FYI--This chapter is freaken long. I got carried away with this one. Hopefully, I didn't over do it. Ooopsy!!

*New characters alert*

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Twilight characters (obviously) – BUT EVEY IS MINE, as well as this plot!

ONE MONTH LATER

Evey POV

My body floats. MY FUCKEN BODY FLOATS. I can't believe I'm cursed with such fate. I can only take so much—one fucken month at sea is my limit. I can't, I can't do this anymore. I CAN'T!!

As for shark attacks or being eaten alive by a humongous alien-sea creature that hope has been crushed and destroyed as well, as they have completely stayed away from me.

"I FUCKEN FLOAT!" I scream to the ocean. FUCK! Stupid water…stupid sea…stupid scaredy-cat sea creatures…stupid FUCKEN floating body I hate you!

I can't do this, I can't keep this up. Is this mentally safe to be alone AGAIN days on end?

Or maybe I am crazy? Like those crazy people, who are completely crazy but don't know it. A crazy person that feels everyone else is crazy and they are sane. Is that me?

Or maybe this is hell. Maybe, I did die in that hole.

Fuck! What am I to do now?

As I swim toward the scent of earth and trees—neither of which I can see right now—I ponder my next move. Should I go home, or go back to Canada to finish my death, or go on a feeding frenzy to feed my thirst, or even head back to Forks, which my mind and body seem to want to do so badly?

NO! I will go home. I have to. I have to make sure my mom is safe.

Embry. Embry. Embry. Oh Embry…how my body longs for you…

No, I will check on my mom.

Will she accept me?

Nessie POV

Everything changed from the moment she left. It happened so fast that if I were a full human I would have missed everything important that happened.

She dove in the water with so much speed it seemed she was a flash of light. Embry, without thinking, quickly ran after her. Sam was still shaking and hollering at Jay getting ready to phase and attack, but Jay protectively ran to stop Embry.

"Wolves don't swim like that, and your human body doesn't have a chance out at sea Embry. Don't..." Jay shouted as he tackled Embry to the ground right before Em touched the shore. Sand kicked up in every direction as Jay fought with Em, struggling to keep him at bay. I quietly walked toward the two and gently place my hand on Embry's bare feet. I let my gift flow into him. I saw his every muscle relax and go limp.

I gave him all the memories and moments we had with Evey. At once, Embry's eyes went blank and his body froze from under Jacob. I made sure every memory was solely of Evey.

Jacob quickly stood up and went over to Sam—who looked smug. I continued to mentally give Em my memories but focused my attention on Sam.

Jacob spoke first. "What the hell is the matter with you Sam? We are still a pack are we not…How could you…Why would…"

Jacob was speechless for once in his life. Jacob turned abruptly toward the sea and continued his rant, "Will it be like before Sam…where we are two separate packs again? Is that what you want?"

Sam remained motionless staring stone-cold at Jay.

"Jake." Sam sighed and walked toward him. "I am only looking out for what's best for the tribe, for La Push, for the county. She is a true vampire. It will go against everything we stand for. It will make us hypocrites. Jake, I saw it all flash before my eyes. I saw his thoughts when he went over to Nessie's earlier craving the scent, I saw his thoughts when he saw her for the first time leaping out of her hole, I saw all his thoughts. He will gladly die for this freak, you know that right."

"FREAK." I couldn't keep quiet any longer. "We are not Freaks. We didn't ask for this and I am pretty sure Evey didn't ask for it either. How dare you call us Freaks?" I wanted to get up to his face and spit the words out at him. But, what I wanted more was for Embry not to leave, for Embry to be safe here with us, so I continued to feed Em my memories. Em would not survive 2 days out at sea.

"I'm sorry Nessie, I didn't mean you. I just…"

"What do you mean you don't mean me? You are talking about vampires right? Well hello, vampire here, you sorry sack of fur." The small wolf at Sam's left started to growl and snap its teeth at me. "Shut up Leah." I hiss at her and quickly turned my attention back to Sam. "You didn't even give her a chance Sam. You…"

"What do you mean I didn't give her a chance? Are you fucken serious? I told her to leave, that was the chance. I didn't go up to her and tear her to shreds like we do to any other leech. I gave her…"

Jacob started to shake and his words came out so loud, it even made Embry—still in my memory haze— slightly twitch. "You self righteous asshole. You just didn't want to have an imprints death on your hands, you son of a bitch. You wanted her to leave on her own accord and be guilt free. Embry is part of MY PACK and if you choose not to associate with vampire-loving wolves then you know what to do. I side with Embry, I trust his judgment. He has never asked you for shit. He has always been there for any one of us including our imprints, he would give his life for us, and you want to turn your back on him now."

The two pack leaders stood motionless staring at each other.

Jay moved first and headed toward me and Em.

"Don't let go Ness." Jay whispers to me as he lifts Embry. I just nod and keep my fingers always touching Em.

We start to head into the direction we came.

"Jake" Sam whispered, but Jay didn't respond. We kept walking away.

"Jake, this is for the better, man. He will find a good La Push girl and marr…"

"If you think I am taking him away from here because I don't want him to follow Evey, you are sadly mistaken."

"Oh yea, then what are you doing?"

"I just don't want him going by sea. This way she will be too far for him to even bother following her by sea. He will go by land and follow her scent that way, and hopefully she stays in the coastal region. Embry can track and find anything, but I guess you already knew that. C-ya Jerk." Jay looks to me and winks, and has a most superior smile on his face.

He is so cute when he does that.

I wink back and whisper, "Vampire-loving wolves huh Jake."

Evey POV

The first sign of land was huge Redwood trees. Redwoods? California? Did I swim all the way to California?

I guess California is beautiful, it's not just palm trees and Malibu homes everywhere, with half naked people walking around holding their café-lattes and cell phones. This, this is magnanimous. It reminded me of home. It's beautiful.

As soon as my feet touched dry land, I knew exactly where to go. My body knew what I was searching for. The scent was so clear I could taste it on my tongue. I tasted Astoria and could see the town perfectly in my mind.

Home.

My body lunges forward and in the cover of night I dash into the forest.

After about a few hundred miles, I quickly stop to a halt. I tilt my head to the wind and unfamiliar scents catch in my throat—a sweet scent, a scent too sweet and flowery for my liking. A scent of old dried flowers mixed with sweet sour fruit.

My curiosity heightened to an irrepressible level. A sour taste starts to overwhelm my mouth. I have to investigate. I have to know what type of creatures belong to this scent—my nose picks up 3 different, but similar scents.

I quickly change paths and head southeast.

* * * * * *

I heard them before I saw them. They were arguing. I heard two male voices and a female, and not human. They were my kind—dead but alive, unnatural.

A deep and angry growl heaved inside my chest, alerting the female.

"Blast it. Thomas, you hear that. Do you smell that sh-ite, what in bloody blazes is it?" The female whose accent was clearly English, hissed in my direction.

I walked into the clearing where they were situated—they were sitting on the ground surrounded by gigantic redwood trees sitting in a 3 person circle. My lips let out a surprising hiss that was unexpected. My senses were alarmed, sensing danger. I crouched in defiance.

The two males laughed from where they were seated, and the female continued to hiss at me.

"What do you bloody want?" Her tone made me step back.

Her appearance reminded me of an ally cat. Her clothes were disheveled with holes on her dirt-filled green pants, her oversized light blue sweater was filled with stains of what looked like dried blood and spots of mud. Her almost white blonde hair was shoulder-length and scattered in every direction looking as if it never had a brush run through it in its entire existence. She looked to be in her 20's. The two males were about her same age and looked liked twins, but clearly were not. One was of short stature with a stocky build. His face was hard and cold, and was covered mostly by a heavy dark mustache. He had a dark complexion and black hair with a hairstyle that reminded me of something from the civil war era—slicked to the side with grease. His cloths were also disheveled, but not as worn out as "Ally cat's" cloths. The other male had the same mustache but his skin complexion was pale almost white with a hair the color of bright yellow hay. His clothes looked new—like fresh out of a clothing store. He wore blue jeans and a very clean white t-shirt. Although, what alarmed me was that all three vampires had bright red eyes making me hiss louder than expected.

Why did I head this way?

"Hello beautiful, come sit next to me?" The blonde male spoke with a voice that sounded like he was singing to me. The female hissed once more in my direction and sat closer to the short dark male.

"Where am I?"

"You're in Redwood National Park darling. What brings you here? The tourists?" All 3 vampires laugh at blondie's response.

"Your scent brought me here." Why did I just tell him the truth? Shit.

All three laughed louder than before and the female abruptly stopped and had a hard look on her face as she stood up and walked toward me.

"You a newborn?" After her question, she growled at me.

"What? I was born 17 years ago. I'm 17." Shit Evey what is wrong with you. Lie damn it. I must look stupid right now.

The males continued to laugh but the female continued to growl.

She then turned toward the males. "You wankers what you laughing for, if she's a newborn she can kills us like that..." She snapped her fingers which loudly echoed throughout the forest. "What the hell do you want girl?"

"Leave her be. Newborns are ferocious and can't sit still for a second. Look at her. She don't look like a newborn. Wait a minute." The blonde male stood up and walk toward me, stopping right next to Alley cat. "Look here, she don't got red eyes. And well she smells funny, she don't smell like us." He walked right up to me and ignored my growling chest. He lifted a lock of my hair to his face and smelled it. I remained motionless. Why the hell did I head this way. Why didn't I just go home? Why…all of a sudden, my vision starts to get fuzzy again.

The blond male then dropped my hair and his eyes went blank. "Thomas, Bernice, where are we? Why ain't we still in Nevada? Where are the humans we were tracking?" He starts to spin around and around with his hands outstretched in front of him as if he was blind.

"Thomas, why did we blooming head this way? Bloody hell, I'm gonna give you what for, for bringing me here. Where's Surrey? I want to be in Surrey." Alley cat starts to stumble toward the trees away from the two males.

Is this my gift, like Nessie said?

"Bernice. Dear. Why are we here again? Bernice?" Short-stocky Thomas stared toward his Bernice as she walked away, but he remained seated.

How do I turn this off? I closed my eyes and tried to stop the questions in my head, maybe that was the trigger. I tried to focus but couldn't. Then, I thought of him.

"Embry." I whispered his name. I closed my eyes and the image of Embry and his barely clothed body walked toward me…

"What the hell was that about?" Thomas finally stood up and started to shake his head, as did Larry and Bernice.

Shit.

"That was you, wasn't it?" Bernice ran toward me with such speed I knew she was not planning to stop. I braced myself for the impact and crouched slightly. She pushed me with so much force my body flew up and hit a gigantic redwood cracking it in two, but surprising my reflexes were perfectly keen and I landed back on my feet. My chest growled so loud it made me whole body shake.

"Now, now ladies. There are enough tourists to go around for all of us. This little one here can hunt with me." Blonde-Larry winks toward me and reaches out his hand, as if we should hunt right now.

"Why are you here honey? How long you been a vampire, you seem out of it?" Thomas, who stood 3 inches shorter than me, spoke in a soft calm voice that surprised me—his voice did not match his hard appearance. Bernice quickly stood next to him, grabbed his hand, and hissed at me.

"Not even a year. I don't know how I became this."

They all stared at each other, linking something important.

"But, but that means you are a newborn and…" Larry looked toward me in confusion.

"What does that mean, newborn?"

Bernice rolled her eyes and shouted, "You twit, it means you just became a vampire, a newborn. Except you are showing no signs of being newborn. Newborns are vicious, unyielding, they will kill whatever is in their path including other vampires." The look she gave me was of disgust.

"Maybe she is one of those new-age vampires, the ones that don't drink human blood?" Larry had a most amusing look on his face as he half spoke-half laughed his question.

"Yea, one of those hippy vampires from up north." Bernice started laughing along with Larry. I looked toward Thomas who remained serious.

"You look confused little one. Where is your maker? Did your maker want you for a mate, where is he?" Thomas' face changed from questioning to looking concerned.

"I don't know. I just became this. I blacked out and then I awoke with a thirst that was unbearable."

"Bollocks. No vampire will just create you and leave, not without a motive. The blood is too tempting. We have to finish."

"What do you mean by finish? And what do you mean by a vampire creating me?"

Her face was mocking and impatient. "You can't be that dense. Then again maybe you are." Her grin was full of arrogance.

"Darling…" Larry walked over to me and grabbed my hand. "Vampires are filled with venom. The venom is in our mouth, don't you taste it sometimes. If a vampire does not kill you by draining ALL your blood, then the venom spreads and well you know the rest. But if he drinks all your blood well there is no why for the venom to spread and hence you truly die."

Bernice starts to grunt, "Oi, Larry. I think you should draw her a bloody detailed map of the workings of being vampire, she still seems lost."

"But why me, why was I chosen?"

Larry squeezed my hand and my full attention went to him. "There are many reasons darling. Some humans have very enticing blood, it calls to us. There is at least one of those type of humans for each vampire—a human whose blood is so alluring that the vampire will do anything for it. Another reason is well that's what we are, we are blood drinkers, that is our job and basically we don't care who we feed on." All three laugh a cynical laugh. "What is puzzling is why you don't act like a newborn, and more importantly why did the vampire not kill you if he didn't make you his mate?"

I shrugged my shoulders. Their guess is as good as mine.

It was my turn to ask a question, "Why are you 3 alone here in the middle of nowhere?"

"Well we were following this deliciously smelling family on vacation and well…lets just say they were delicious…" Larry's red pupils began to grow wide and dark red, probably thinking about that poor family. "…right now we are on our way up north. Hey Bernie-Tom, maybe we should visit those new-age vampires and show them what they are missing…"

"Are you bloody mad? You know we don't have a big enough coven to face the werewolves who live and protect them. Blooming new-age hippies."

Werewolves? "Werewolves…what do you mean werewolves?" My mind quickly went to the 3 huge wolves I saw in Forks and of Sam…Sam. Shit. Werewolves. My mind then flashes of what I saw earlier today…the bigger wolf turned toward the darkened trees and disappeared, and Sam then appeared shortly after. Holy Shit! Werewolves. WEREWOL…

Larry's voice snapped me back to reality. "Yea werewolves. Those human-loving hippy vampires from up north have these humungous wolves as their gate keepers or something. They have angered many vampires around the world. Trust me. But no worries, they will get it soon enough."

My mind starts to analyze what I saw earlier.

"Why you look worried darling? I'll protect you from those mangy dogs and…" He placed his pale arm around me and I quickly pushed it off.

All three hiss at my boldness. Everything I just heard seemed like a fairy tale, a myth. Even the part of my maker—my maker, venom, blood…I wasn't killed by my maker, and I was created because my maker was distracted. But why?

…

…

…

MOM.

No, not my MOM.

There is at least one of those type of humans for each vampire—a human whose blood is so alluring that the vampire will do anything for it.

That vampire was after my mom not me.

My heels dig into the earth and I turn my feet and race toward the scent of Astoria, gladly leaving behind my new found friends who do not follow me.

* * * * * * *

No longer under the cover of darkness I reach Astoria. Shit, I don't think a vampire in town will be a good thing. Do I look strange? Do I have sharp teeth, are my clothes…

I rub my finger along my teeth. What no fangs? I inwardly smile to myself. My three new friends didn't have fangs either.

I look down at my appearance. Shit. My blue dress is frayed and filled with soot. I pace myself and try to remain in the cover of the trees not wanting to alarm any town folks.

Surprisingly, the strong scent of humans no longer engulfs me. I think I can smell everyone in a 25 mile radius and it is not affecting me one bit, even though I am starving.

Right now all I am worried about is my mom. She is more important then feeding.

My legs quickly take me to my front steps and my makers scent lingers in the air. Its scent is faint but still here. It seems like it came back, probably for me—to finish me.

My hand reaches for the doorknob, but I catch a horrifying scent that stops me from turning the knob. The scent of death hits me like a fist to my face.

"NO!" I yell toward the door.

My hand then crushes the doorknob, as if it were an empty can of soda, and I push the door open. My legs remain planted to the doorway. She is dead, I can smell it but my legs seem to not want to move forward.

"No!" I whisper out a cry. My eyes have no tears to shed but I have never felt such sorrow, such loss. Dry, tearless cries escape my mouth.

I push the door wider open, but my legs still remain motionless. My body does not want to step foot in the house.

Her scent, her beautiful scent called to some dirty filthy parasite.

The monster's scent is all over the house, I can smell it even from out here. I can even taste it.

My chest then starts to growl and I step inside slowly. I sense my mother is in her bedroom. Shit, she didn't even have a chance. I can't leave her like this.

I head for the kitchen and grab the lighter fluid from under the sink.

I first soak the sofa and living room, then the kitchen, my room, and without opening my mother's door, I squirt lighter fluid all over it. I head back to the kitchen and roll up the 6 month old newspapers that was on the table and light it on the stove, and then carefully throw it on an area filled with lighter fluid.

I look to my mother's door one last time.

"I love you Momma." Tearless cries escape my mouth. "I'm sorry…" I can only whisper my poor apology.

As I close the front door behind me, I can sense the house is filled with fire. I don't dare turn around as I want my memories of this house to be good ones—albeit very few.

I reach the bottom step and then my body springs forward ready, wanting, accepting the hunt. With every muscle in my body I follow my maker's path. He is now my prey. He will pay not only for what he did to me, but for the death of my mother.

My mother's death will be avenged.

Gosh! I hope I didn't over do it.

Please let me know what you think, am I wasting my time with this or what? YICKS!!

**Roni**