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"Fine. She'll never know." Tegan speaks up, with little protest from the Cullens, but none from the Mikaelsons.

He nods and a shock goes through my body. I'm back and I realize that I'm covered in blood. I remember what happened. I can see the others' faces as I look at them. I stare at my bloody clothes and realize that it's on my mouth as well. The ground rushes at me and I black out.

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I wake up to warm smells and the smell of several different vampires. I slowly open my eyes. To my surprise, most of my family stayed. Elijah stayed, while the rest left to get some sleep I assume. I see the Cullens and a couple of the wolves who are awake over in the other room. Alice happens to be absent, which is good otherwise they'd all rush at me and ask the billions of questions they have. I have reasons to not answer them. Plus I don't want to. I see that Tegan and Saoirse are asleep across from me. Tegan's arms are wrapped around Saoirse. Hm...I sense something between them...

I look down at myself. I'm still wearing those clothes. I rush as quietly I can to sneak past everyone , to the bathroom. I immediately get into the shower. The water feels fantastic as the dried blood washes off. I scrub my body more times than I care to count before getting out. I then brush my teeth to get the left over blood taste out of my mouth. I then get dressed in a pair of jeans, a dark colored t-shirt, combat boots, and a tight fitting leather jacket. As I walk down stairs, I find that everyone has now migrated to the living room and that the people who were sleeping are now awake. Those who left are now back and everyone's been talking amongst themselves until I arrive into the room. As I enter, I get some pitied looks, hugs and some simple questions that start out with, "Are you okay?" I'd really rather not answer their questions, because I don't know the answer myself. So I give them a half hearted answer hoping that they'd shrug it off. After an hour of talking about random stuff, avoiding the elephant in the room, Tegan speaks up.

"Bell, why was Azrael here last night?" He looks straight at my eyes.

"I see that you went back to calling him Azrael." I note avoiding the question. It seems to hang in the air for a few minutes.

"Please we all need to know if we're going to help you." Edward speaks up for everyone. I look at him, pleadingly. I really don't want to share more of my past. This part in particular.

"I...I can't...Please don't make me." I look at Edward only. Knowing that he should understand why I wouldn't want to share. It was a dark time for me. I look away to feel a rush of wind and a hand on my face.

"Please. We need to know. Azrael asked us to find out from you." Edward is holding my face in his hands at this point.

I look away from my husband's face to see the other concerned faces in the room. They can tell that it's something bad or hurtful. I feel Jasper's influence as he catches my distress that slipped through my mask.

"Isa, why do you feel that way?" Jasper suddenly asks. I look at him confused not really knowing what he's talking about.

"What way?"

"I haven't been getting very good readings on you lately, but just now. I felt distinctive emotions coming from you, the first ones in a while. Why do you feel that way? You feel this overwhelming guilt, sadness, loathing, but most of all just a plain darkness. I've never seen anyone's emotions display like that. It's just pure darkness that overwhelms the rest of your emotions...Isa look at me." Jasper notices that I look away at the mention of my darkness. I don't want to do this right now. Not in front of them.

"Please don't. I can't. Not now." I stand up before anyone can stop me. I'm about to rush out of the room when Edward catches my hand. He looks at me and then the next thing I know I'm engulfed into his embrace. I've looked away my emotions for so long that they all rush at me in one swoop. Edward hugs me tighter as he feels my emotions through Jasper. He breaks off the hug as silent tears start streaming down my cheeks. He takes my face into his hands.

"Isa, listen to me. It does you no good to bottle these emotions up. Please, I don't want to see you hurting like this. I don't see how you deal with it. It's utter anguish directed at yourself. If the story comes along with these feelings, then please tell us. Talking or showing helps." He gives me his croaked smile at the end.

I look around noticing that everyone's engaged into our conversation at this point. I take notice of Jasper as he winces in pain from my overwhelming emotions and the good ones he's sending me at the same time. I take into account of everyone at this time. I know that they made some sort of deal with Azrael, so it would for their best interest to know all of my past. I calm down and reign in my emotions, so I can get through this as well as Jasper. I take a breathe and ask everyone to form a circle. As the circle forms, I leave Edward's side and walk into the middle. I start to roll up my sleeves, noticing that I have scars that have been almost overshadowed by the tattoos that are on my forearms. I say a few words in the language of the angels and look at my glowing tattoos. The move and form black wings on the back of my forearms. I hear gasps from some of the people in the circle, but don't say anything because their answer is coming. I breathe again and turn to face Edward only.

"I know that you of all people are brimming with questions. And I want you to know that, no matter what happens, I love you. IF this changes your view on me so be it, but no more secrets. I'm going to tell you the story from the beginning." I turn and look directly at Tegan as the wind shifts inside the house. "You've always wondered why I've had a connection to him. This will explain it, the unanswered questions you've had for years. I found them out after I left, with my emotions off, but forgot, until he took over my body and retold the truth to me." I look down at the tattoos.

"These represent or at least mark those who have fallen." I say. Carlisle looks at me eyes wide and questioning.

"Who has fallen?" He asks, but the look in his eyes says that he knows already.

"The fallen are Those who fell out of Heaven." I say. I look at Edward whose a bit shocked. I look at the rest of the shocked faces and decide that it would be better to show them the rest of the story.

"Forgive me, but I've never told anyone this story. There's a reason to why Azrael doesn't want my soul destroyed." I started muttering in the language again. I look at my tattoos knowing that they've moved up my arms and on to my back. My eyes start glowing and I see my shadow of my wings. The full and dark wings that I have come to hate. The reason for the darkness that looms in my heart. As I start the ritual to show them my complete past, including my past life, the darkness surfaces. I see it turning my veins black as I reintroduce my true nature back into my body. It hits me like a semi-truck. I continue my muttering despite that I'm on one knee now. I finish the chant and transport everyone into my memories.