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Previously…

"Who is she?" he demanded (Edward).

Alice POV.

"What, oh what are you talking about dearest big brother?" I asked in the most innocent tone I could possibly use. "Although I'm technically older frozen age wise, but you're older from the actual birth date as in when you were born… but I'm probably older in maturity because I'm a girl and all…"

"ALICE!" he barked.

"What?" I questioned. "I'm just thinking out loud…"

"Stop distracting me, Alice. You know what I'm talking about. Now who is 'she'?"

"What are you talking about, Edward?"

"You know what I'm trying to say… You were dancing in the hallway and you came here and said 'she'll be there.' And I can't look into your flipping vampire head because you've been translating all this crud into random languages! SO WHO IS SHE?"

"OH!" I put on my best "OH, I get what you're saying" face. "That's what you were rambling about?"

"YES."

"Oh, well… She is… a lady!"

"I think I know that much Alice."

"Well, you didn't let me finish!" I protested. "So as I was saying, she is a lady. And this lady happens to be my sister's son-in-law's cousin's nephew's daughter's husband's, cousin's, mother's, grand niece's, great aunt's twice removed, step-sister's, biological father's grand daughter," I spoke as quickly as I could. "You get it?"

"Um, no…"

"And although you shouldn't be intruding my privacy although there is no privacy in this residence, but still… You shouldn't intrude, but I was planning on traveling a little with Jasper and I had a vision that we went to Australia and I saw this lady I spoke of."

"O-kay…" He looked at me funny. "Never mind." And he walked away.

Good riddance, that brother…

Bella POV.

It was finally December. Snow began dropping from the clouds above and occasionally, the roads would glaze over with ice. Today just happened to be one of those days. The Aldelines and I became great friends, but I was nowhere near telling them about my immortality.

"OHMYGOSH OHMYGOSH! BELLA!" Arleen shouted. She wasn't a wannabe Loretta, so we were one fairly good terms.

"Arleen? What's wrong?" I questioned.

"You didn't hear?!" The shock on her face definitely meant something.

"No not really," I was trying to block out all the noise earlier for it had been like drums pounding in my sensitive ears.

"You know how the roads are frozen over right? Well, one of those jocks, I don't know who, but one of them didn't have snow chains. His car skidded on the ice and hit Aren."

"WHAT?" I screamed.

"He got hit," she said.

"When did this happen?"

"Two minutes ago, why?"

"So he's still here?"

"Yeah, Bella."

"Ohmygosh… thank you Arleen!" And I ran to the dreaded parking lot.

I saw the EMT's there but they weren't taking Aren inside. Instead, Whitney and Evan were looking at him trying to see the damage while Faryn was arguing with the paramedics.

"You can't take him," Faryn screamed.

"We have to."

"But you can't!"

"Faryn," I said. "He has to go, or he'll die."

"Um, well. He has this condition. He can't go to the hospital and he especially can't have surgery done on him." I could tell Faryn was panicking.

"But he broke so many of his bones," the man in the EMT said. "If we don't take him to the hospital to be taken care of, he won't survive."

At that moment, I figured Faryn was being absolutely stubborn about some funky reason. I took matters into my own pale hands. I walked over to Aren as fast as I could without looking odd. Whitney and Evan politely stepped aside as I kneeled on the frozen ground. He was just lying there, with blood around him. I hated the human blood smell, and I was extremely grateful. I swept my hands over him in one swift motion and I knew exactly what he had broken.

But the weird thing is that when I saw it inside my head, it didn't look like a human. The organs were arranged differently, although he had the same ones. The blood vessels wrapped around each organ multiple times until it was like a candy cane almost. Each one wrapped around its specified organ. It seemed to act like a barrier and it looked like it was coated with silver. The bones in his body looked like a human and they performed the same function, but they looked much stronger than an average human.

According to my 'scan', he had broken three ribs from the impact of the car and a couple of vertebrates in his spine were fractured. One of the broken ribs made a dent in his lung, causing his breathing to be uneven. His heart was okay, but it was working too much to move the blood around. His head suffered a minor concussion when he hit the ground.

"FARYN!" I yelled. "Why didn't you let the paramedics take him?"

"Because! He has a condition."

"But he's unconscious."

"Argh… Damn that jock," she muttered, moving her lips into a tight line. "Evan, it's time."

"Are you sure about that Faryn?" He seemed skeptical.

"Yeah. We have to," she said. "Bella, I have something to tell you…"

"Hold on, let me do something really quick."

I moved my hands over his chest, where his broken ribs were. My eyes slowly closed and my mind was set. I concentrated deeply on fixing his ribs. They were much harder than usual, considering his bones were about five times stronger than the average humans'. In my mind was a mental picture, and I slowly began connecting everything together. I managed to mend the fractured vertebrates, but it still needed time to heal. My hands swept over his body again, and I was satisfied with my work.

"Okay, I'm done," I declared.

"Bella, what did you do?" Whitney asked.

"Just a little something. It shouldn't do him any harm." I figured I better just get it out. It'd be much easier if I just spill about my immortality now. The Volturi might get mad, but Aro will surely understand.

"Bella, can I tell you what I was going to tell you twenty minutes ago?" Faryn spoke up. Wow, my healing process took me twenty minutes?

"Of course. You know you can tell me anything." And now, I will tell them nearly everything…

"Bella, I have a confession to make," Faryn said. "Actually, we do."

"I do too," I responded.

"I'm not exactly human," we admitted in unison.

"What?" we said together again.

"Okay, wait," I said. "You go first."

"No you go first," she said. "Mine kind of comes with a story."

"So does mine, but I can tell you later."

"Okay. Your story later, but you tell first."

"Fine," I stated. "I'm not human. I'm immortal."

"What?" Confusion struck Faryn, Whitney, and Evan's face.

"What do you mean by 'what?'; you told me to go first. I mean… it's just a vampire thing," I said as if that were the most common statement to ever say.

"VAMPIRE?!" Faryn screamed.

"FARYN! SHH!"

"Sorry. You kind of took me by surprise there…"

"Don't worry about it. I'm not a bad vampire. If I was, you'd all be dead by now…"

"Hmm. Good point there," Evan said.

"And I don't drink human blood either. I drink animal blood. And you have to remember, this stays between us. No one else can know."

"The same goes for our secret too," Faryn said.

"You can't tell anyone," Whitney added.

"I don't really talk to anyone else besides you four and Arleen."

"Don't you usually travel in groups?" Evan asked.

"Well, I know vampires, but that was nearly a century and a half ago. I was still human back then and he was my love. I'll give you the full story later, but basically I was kidnapped by this bad vampire seeking revenge and I never saw him again."

"Oh, how sad," Faryn said.

"Now, what were you going to say?" I asked.

"Oh yeah…" she started. "Well basically, we're human. Just much more sturdier. We think we're stronger too, but we never really tested the strength factor."

"Is that it?"

"Oh, no. Well basically the four of us have this curse. It's called the Dragon Curse," Faryn said. "We have this tattoo on us and it's kind of like our power." She pulled up the left sleeve of her jacket and on inside of her forearm, there was an exquisite tattoo of a dragon.

"So the four of you have this tattoo?"

"Well, no," Faryn explained. "All our tattoos are somewhat different, except Aren's. Since we're twins, he has the same tattoo, but opposite. You see how mine is on my left arm and the head is looking away from my body?"

"Yeah," I replied.

"Well, Aren's tattoo is on his right arm. So if I put my left arm next to his right arm, the dragons would be facing each other."

"Oh, okay. I get it. So your tattoo is on your forearm too?" I asked Whitney and Evan.

"Nope, mine is actually on my left calf," Whitney said. She pulled on the left leg of her jeans to show the bottom half of her tattoo. It was in black ink as well.

"And mine is a bit strange. Its from my upper arm and it trails to my back," Evan explained. He shrugged off his jacket and lifted the sleeve of his t-shirt to show the beginning of his tattoo.

"So what is this curse anyway; like how does it affect you?" I questioned.

"Well basically, we each master an element," Faryn said. "I can control fire, Aren can control air and wind, Whitney can control water and ice, and Evan can control earth. We come from a long line of people who mastered these powers. We have actually lived for centuries but we aren't immortal like you are. We're supposed to die eventually of course, but we get reincarnated until 500 years pass. Are you following?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, so this curse is basically our powers. We as the ones who are affected have to kill the person that has the demon mark. We don't exactly know who he or she is, but when that person is close, we can feel it. The story goes that centuries ago, the Japanese clan of Haruka came to us seeking power. They needed some sort of foundation and defense for their country. We gave them some of our powers and sealed it with a demon mark. They aren't as strong, but whoever has the mark can control all four elements. They promised to repay us, but they never did. Our ancestors went as dragon spirits to alert them about their debt. We had found that they had protectors that had sailed from England. They found the three elders that came to our ancestors years ago. They had grown elderly with wisdom and they discovered how to transfer powers. They transferred their powers into one of their protectors. They elders called them the Iverson family."

"And the Iverson family still lives?"

"Yep. They sure do. That's one reason why we're here."

"So the Iverson is here in Forks?"

"I don't know, but we're moving occasionally to see if we can find the person."

"Oh okay. Continue please."

"So anyway, the Iverson protected the Japanese clan and fended us off. Our ancestors killed him, but we don't bother them afterwards. Basically, we're supposed to kill the Iverson. It's kind of like pay-back I guess. If the Iverson doesn't die after our time is up, our ancestors will be angered and will make the world a disaster. Each generation of the Dragon Curse has a limit of thirty years to kill the Iverson. If two generations fail, that's when the ancestors will be angered. We have to kill the Iverson by our own hands. If something else kills them, they will be reborn at the exact moment of their death and we have to kill him or her. But if the Iverson kills all four of us with his or her own hands, she can 'control the world' in a state of mind."

"Control the world?"

"In a state of mind, but yeah," Faryn said. "Like, if he or she is angry, the whole world will be angry and mad at each other for no reason and if she's feeling happy and loving, everyone will be happy and loving, even the worst of enemies."

"Wow, that's strange, but I guess you can say the same for me," I laughed. From the corner of my eye I saw Aren flinch. "He moved." We all ran over by Aren.

"Aren," we all said together.

"Woah," he muttered. "What happened?"

"You, my dear brother, was hit by a truck," Faryn said. "And I had to yell at the paramedics so they wouldn't take you into the hospital. You don't know how stubborn those people were. They kept arguing with me that you had to go, but I had to keep fighting with them so they wouldn't discover our flipping powers and expose our flipping secret!"

"Yep. You caused oodles of trouble, Aren," I said.

"Oh! Bella, Faryn means our powers as in… powers like… uhh," he suttered. "Like persuasi-."

"Aren, she knows," Faryn pointed out.

"Oh, well that makes it so much easier."

"Yep, and Bella has a secret too!" Faryn said.

"She's a vampire," Whitney and Evan said.

"Roar!" I smiled showing my venom glistened teeth.

"Yeah, sure," Aren said with heavy sarcasm. Apparently he didn't believe us.

"No, I'm serious. I'm immortal, like vampire? You get it?"

"You're kidding," he said, dumbfounded.

"Nope."

"Prove it then."

"What's there to prove?" I asked. "I'm super strong, super fast, and I have enhanced senses. My special ability is to heal things and cause pain if I felt like it which explains why you're sitting up right now. So what is there to prove?"

"Well… you are disregarding some of the most important facts."

"Such as…?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Well, you can't come out during the day, and the sunlight is supposed to burn you. In the day time, you're supposed to be sleeping in a coffin. And most importantly, you would've drained me of all my blood by now."

I rolled my eyes as I faintly remembered having this conversation over a century and a half ago. "Myth, myth, myth, and doesn't apply to me," I stated simply. "First of all the sun doesn't burn me, but I still can't go out in it. The sun's not even out! Second of all, I can't sleep at all. You see these bags under my eyes? That's what I get for not sleeping in over a century and a half. And third of all, I don't drink human blood. That's disgusting. I drink animal blood. And fourth of all, you've watched Dracula haven't you?!"

"Maybe," he said sheepishly. "Okay, no more false assumptions."

"Ms. Swan, Mr. Aldeline, Ms. Aldeline, the other Mr. Aldeline, and the other Ms. Aldeline," Mrs. Staliana said. "You've already skipped first, second, and third period. I've only written excuse slips for you until fourth, but I suggest you get to class soon. And good to see you sitting up, Mr. Aldeline." She looked at Aren. "Now get to class!"

"Yes, Mrs. Staliana," we said together. And we hurried off to class.

"Hey, um Bella?" Aren said as we headed to the gym for PE. "Can I ask you something?"

"Of course," I replied.

"Wanna go to winter formal with me?"

"Um… we're going together anyway…"

"Yeah, I know that," he said. "But as my date, sorta?"

"Err… Um… I guess. Sure, why not?" I smiled and he smiled right back at me.

Nicole POV(If you don't remember this is Nick's twin sister.)

It was lunch time and every single day at lunch, Loretta would go to the restroom and re-apply all her make up. I would wait outside. I wasn't exactly super fond of her, but we were pretty good friends.

One day, I was standing outside as Loretta went in. A couple minutes later, I saw Bella go in. Then I heard a screeching sound. I think it was supposed to be singing. Bella ran out right after the horrid noise ended. Once Loretta came out, I had a brilliant idea.

"Loretta," I started. "You're the head of the winter formal planning committee right?"

"Yeah," she said.

"Well I just found out who has the most horrid singing," I smirked.

"Who?"

"Bella Swan."

"Nicole, are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

"Oh yeah. We're gonna make Bella sing at winter formal."

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