This is a story of my own creation. I've actually been working on it for a while, long before I started to read Twilight fanfictions, but a little after reading Twilight. My vampires, vamps, are a lot different than the Cullens, and the other vampires of Stephanie Meyer. I could never live up to Ms. Meyer's story, and I don't expect to. All the characters in this story, it's plot, and everything is MINE. Please review.

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Sephora

Last Time in Vamps:

Then they moved along down the street, looking for something to do.

Meek Caver sat on her couch in her house in Arizona. She had been in the kitchen preparing dinner, with the TV on mute, on a national news channel, above the sink. She happened to look up, and saw a face she'd never expect to see. It looked just like her, only a few years older.

Chast. She was alive, and still hadn't been changed. It'd been four years since Meek had last seen her twin sister, a few minutes before she'd been changed. Therefore, Chast had grown four years older, now looking the 16 that Meek should have been. But she'd been changed by Raft when she was 12. She moved from the kitchen to the living room, collapsing on the couch, and turning on the larger TV.

Chast, or Chassidy North, as she was now known, had gone missing from the high school she had been attending in Massachusetts. She had last been seen with some boy. She was pretty. And I missed her.

Suddenly tears fell down her face. She couldn't stop them. Not even when she heard someone enter the room.

She felt a small hand on my leg. "Mama?" Meek lifted her face from her hands to see her daughter, Sugar, looking into her face. "Mama, cry?"

"Yeah, why's mama crying?" Raft asked sitting down on the couch next to his wife, holding their son, Rush.

"I…" She looked at his face. Raft had changed her, almost without a choice, the only choice Meek had been given was change or death. He then took her from the only place she had known as home, to this new one. It was nice, and he treated her kindly.

He had chosen to leave his friend Bru in the quest to find more to pull to the dark side. The dark side would never rise. Not enough vamps felt the same way.

She ended up falling in love with him after three months of marriage. They had their first child, Sugar, ten months later. A little over a year after she was born, Meek got pregnant with Rush. She was now pregnant again.

"Ya'll right, my dear?"

"I saw Chast." His eyes widened. Meek had told him that Chast had escaped from the house that day, and he had accepted it. He had her, and that was all he cared about.

"Where? When?"

"On the TV, just now. Apparently she's gone missing. I'm worried. Bru wanted her. Do you think he found her?"

"If not he will now that she's all over the news." He cursed under his breath so Rush and Sugar didn't hear. But Meek did, for all vamp hearing was perfect.

"She was 16." Most people wouldn't blink at this fact, but he did.

"So she hasn't been changed."

"If she has it's been recently. It was weird seeing her like that. Yet I knew it was her. After four years of only seeing my twelve year old face. I miss them all, Raft."

"I know Meek. I'm so sorry." Once he realized his love for her, he had turned from his harsh way of life, seeing her view of humans and the world. He had left his best friend for her. And he never forgave himself for killing more than half of her family.

"I wonder where she is. And if she's alright. Or changed."