"I don't know... I need to think this through, Aro. Everything just got dumped on me. I mean, I just tried to ward you and your group off of my best friend and... I definitely don't want to become a zapjire. If I become anything like so, I'd rather be dead. If I do become anything other than human, I'd like to live as myself. I still need more time to think. Human or bitten? Queen or not? I think I had enough burns for a day, too... C-Can I have time to think everything through, please," I pleaded. My head was drowned in confusion?

Aro nodded.

Ozario patted my head. He smiled, heartily, and said, "Catalina, this is a monumental opportunity. I think if you don't have a decision now, you should be allowed to come up with one later. You should take your time..." he whispered to me, "And, not hurt your pea brain."

"Alright..." I caught what he just said to me. "Wait a minute! I don't have a pea brain!" I argued.

"Are you sure," Ozario asked, tilting his head? "Or, are you just crazy, because the way you spoke to Caius petrified me." Ozario snickered.

"Ozario, maybe I am both. But, you are, too! Don't think you've gotten away with your plan," I fussed!

Onyx bowed his head and said, "I'm sorry."

I tugged him close and held him tight in my arms. "Ozario, I felt so scared doing what I just did. I just wanted to save you. I'm sorry you had to go through this. It's my fault. I should've just... I don't know," I tried to convey that I should've never met him. However, I was horribly glad that I hadn't stayed away when I had the chance. I was horribly glad because I almost killed Onyx, but I wasn't going to leave him.

Ozario shook his head to disagree with me. "It's alright. Everything is alright. Catalina, I would have done the same thing. This is not your fault at all. It's mine." He wrapped and cuddled me strongly in his arms. Happily, he rubbed the back of my hair. "Thank goodness, Cat."

Marcus looked at Aro and whispered, "Your kin has unbelievable love for this boy, so does he. She came back risking her own life. I remember when that was you and Isis."

"Indeed... Love is a crazy thing. Now, I happily have Sulpicia," he responded in a returning whisper. Aro answered my question, "We shall give you time to think over your choices, but we will be observing you when it comes to your situation. You must give us an answer quite soon. If we have to, we will decide when." Aro waved his hand to his crowd. "Let us go." He ordered all his coven members to leave. Aro glanced at me in a pleasing manner. "Oh! Glorious child." He calmly walked off to return home.

Ozario pulled back from our hug a bit. "You, psychotic ally cat." He stated, "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're trying to end up like road kill."

"Well! Says the big bad wolf who tried to commit suicide. If it takes that to save you, I would. We protect each other. We are bound together, Onyx. Remember?" I argued.

Onyx looked down. "I'm sorry."

I began tearing up. I angrily picked up a large branch and whacked his arm with it, hoping I still had super human strength. No. The branch broke, and Onyx didn't even budge. I got angrier.

"Ugh! You, jerk! How dare you lie to me. I mean it; we are bound," I screamed! I started throwing small rocks at Onyx that only bounced off his chest.

He looked at me with a smile of gratitude and shock.

I dropped the rocks and pushed him. He didn't budge. "Argh! Stop smiling you, liar! You promised me you wouldn't die! How could you throw me away like that? How could you throw everything we have in the trash you-?"

"I promised you wouldn't see me die, Cat. Not that I wouldn't," he clarified me.

I gasped. "Then, promise me, now!" I demanded with rage and with tears raining down my cheeks. I started trying to smack and push his chest. Onyx still hadn't budged. "Promise me right now! Please... Onyx... Please."

Ozario grabbed my waist and tugged me close again. He lifted my chin and traced my lips with his thumb. He replied. "I promise." He shook his head slightly and slowly. "I can officially say you're a purrrfectly naughty little kitten. You argued with Caius of all people."

I blinked, letting the water in my eyes fall down. "Oh, come on. Don't flatter me with your sexy Spanish accent, now. It won't faze me this time. Nice try, though," I replied, sniffling.

Ozario laughed and wiped a tear away. He intoned, "Thank you, Catalina. You not only saved my life, you did more than I could ever explain at the moment. Just thank you for everything." He looked at Skuld and Carlisle. With content, he said aloud, "Thank you, Skuld and Carlisle, for your help as well." Skuld and Carlisle nodded with a wide smile.

I poked Onyx's thick cheek on the right side of his face. "No... Thank you. I wouldn't have learned how to be so artful and confident if it wasn't for you. Now, I'm scared I might be tricking myself- pretending not to be scared. You and your family brought me here- giving me a family and then some. I couldn't ask for more."

Carlisle held his wife near. "We are family after all. We stick together," he expressed, joyfully.

The family hugged each other in happiness. We knew peace would soon bring everything back to normal. I finally found the missing pieces of who I was. Thank goodness I met Renesmee and Ozario. Thank goodness I met their family, who found me and took me in. Thank goodness that out of all these years, I was going to live again. Ozario still embraced me with a dazed face. He looked so intoxicated with gratitude.

Ozario showed a lot of passion in his eyes. His hand lifted my chin and he left his lips on mine. It was almost like a kiss again. His hand caressed my hair down to my cheek. Slowly, yet, surely, he kissed me. More passionately than any other time before. This was an extremely happy kiss. This was the kiss which pierced my lips and hung on tight. Then, again and again his kisses would pour out an exhilarating feeling that slipped into me. I melted into that kiss. I melted into him while his arms held me up. His kiss stopped my tears. Onyx released me from his trance.

"Ah," I accidently squealed a baby noise out of pleasure!

Ozario chuckled and rubbed his nose on mine. "Not fazed by my accent, huh," he questioned?

"No, just your warmth," I admitted, holding onto his waist.

"Then, take it all as long as I have you with me," Ozario begged.

He snuggled me so wonderfully, which proved he hadn't wanted me to go anywhere ever again. Me neither. I had a lot to consider: a royal title, if I wanted to stay human, if I should. But, for this second my family and this strong love felt wonderfully too great to worry about anything else. I still felt a little scared, but I was happy.

A few weeks passed. I hadn't been able to decide what to do. I believed that my only option was to change. Edward and Rosalie had been trying to get me out of that mindset. I believed since I was attacked by the Vipers recently and because I could easily get scars on my human body, I had no other choice but to turn and avoid becoming some sort of chaotic creature. One way or another my blood would somehow be shed. I couldn't be protected forever. None of us knew exactly what could happen in the future. So, the best decision would be... To become a full-fledged vampire. Ozario was hardly up for that idea. He loved the human me. But, he also felt strongly about taking a chance at becoming the new ruler of a nation filled with vampires. That scared me a lot more than being a zapjire.

I chose not to be a hungry freak for sure, not the mindless one anyway. I had to keep my sound mind and prevent myself from becoming something I wasn't, a merciless demon. The Cullens may be vampires, but I couldn't believe they were. It wasn't their fault they were turned after all.

I agreed with Carlisle when he told me that if he was still open for a chance to be as close to heaven as possible, he should take the chance. He believed in that theory, being the son of an Anglican pastor. I understood Carlisle, particularly since living in a house with open-minded beings helped me understand. At least believing in something or someone who motivates people to do good things and feel free was better than having faith in nothing or something horrible in worlds like ours. It always kept my mind secure and strong enough to pretend I was brave. Maybe, I was.

Now, I had learned what I was and where I needed to be. I was terrified! For the first time, it was about something beautiful and something that was mine. Ozario had faith that I would be a bold and trustworthy choice as a queen. He applauded me for it.

Onyx still couldn't believe the way I responded to Caius, one of the head Volturi members. He told me it was truly luck that in that instant Skuld and Carlisle showed everyone who I truly was.

Ozario encouraged me more than anybody... Or, was the one showing it the most. He allowed me to feel less afraid about the possibility of screwing up an entire race by myself for life.

Within the weeks that passed us by, Astrid had gone missing since the day the Volturi arrived. No one knew where she disappeared to. I figured she wasn't the type to accept death. She lived for over a bunch of centuries. Although, I had thought she would have had a much stronger stomach. Skuld suspected that Astrid was the cause for almost killing Oni, Carlisle, and me. The other fates could not come up with a reason, even though they tried defending her.

Today, late January of 2017, I let the sun touch my skin as I stood by a tree. I had been so self-conscious about sparkling in daylight. Today, though, I wasn't sparkling anymore. I couldn't understand why I was nervous about it. I guess, I believed I wasn't worthy enough... Plus, I thought it was funny for a vampire to glitter. I understood why vampires do, now. They're so cold they glisten like snow when the morning sunlight beams land upon the earth. For example: Like, holding one large ice cube in your hand and lifting it up to the sun, getting one shiny glimmer of sunlight to reflect off it. Imagine thousands of smaller ice cubes covering acres of land and the sun's rays lay upon the ground. The snow glistens because it's microscopic ice cubes reflect light like a bunch of tiny crystals. This didn't explain why I was an exception against that, but it's the best theory I have come up with.

Ozario was an exception, too. At least, he does become ice cold when his eyes turn red, though. These thoughts lead to other questions. Does the shimmering only happen when it needs to, or, when it wanted? I gave myself the theory that I could be like Ozario when his eyes turn red. Was I cold after I bit my arm? I didn't remember. Would I have felt my body become cold if it did?

I looked up at someone walking behind me. Ozario stood on the balcony, leaning on its rail. Onyx kept a watchful eye on me with a smile. Man! That guy has nice teeth! I strode indoors and found him upstairs. I walked up to him and stood by his side. I rested my head on his shoulder. Ozario wrapped his arms around my waist, sweetly peering down at me. We smiled at each other, then looked at the clear blue sky and where the birds flew over our heads. His warmth soothed me like always and his voice mesmerized me for a second.

With his soft, masculine, Spanish accent he said, "Catalina Yong, you are unbelievable."

"Why," I murmured? Smirking merrily, I looked up at him. "Because I'm sexy and I know it," I joked?

Onyx eyeballed me like I was an idiot, then laughed with me. Ozario and I heard the balcony door slide open. We faced the noise. Astrid, walking up from behind us, held out some CDs. She signaled us toward the door to a laptop inside. I took a CD, reading a label. Catalina Remember Us. I placed the CD inside to see why I had to watch this. I was so anxious. The first thing to pop up on screen was my father talking. He repeated his letter written to me. The one I found late last year.

"... Make sure to fill up the bottle with blood to quench your thirst if you ever have problems. I love you sweetheart, but I'm afraid I don't have much time with you. You will be coming out in your birthday dress soon. Be as sweet and bold as you've always been. Lastly, above all, remember Catalina. Remember us."

The video panned to my biological family waving at me. I started to cry happily from watching the video. It showed my time as a child with everyone. The video showed how I slowly gained my abilities. I still couldn't figure out what they were. I was utilizing them so badly. It made me and Ozario laugh.

Unlike the Cullens, I had wings that were like doves. Apparently, my dad and I took care of them. They were so large they dragged behind me to the point where turning around made me fall. Onyx and I laughed at those moments, too. The video showed my 17th birthday. The date had never been recorded, which was sort of upsetting for a reason I was too sad to admit. I blew out my candles on my cake and everyone cheered. They stuffed cake in my face, starting a cake fight. I realized that if this video shot was my 17th birthday, the day of the incident, I was 17 years-old five years ago, which meant I had to be 22 years of age while sitting on the couch beside Onyx right now. The video ended, leaving me full of unspeakable emotions and memories I couldn't find in those books. Whoa! I'm 22!

"Holy... I'm 22!" I stated in downright shock. No wonder Aro wanted me to choose my destiny so soon. That explains why mom was so lenient with Ozario, too.

Ozario gave me a grand smile. "Cat, these videos are great! Now we know what to do to help you train and keep you under control in case Zapjire comes out or when you get thirsty. I seriously want to meet your retractable angel wings in person. That was crazy epic." He exclaimed, then poked my back.

I smiled at him with the brightest grin I could manage. My heart filled with joy about the videos. I decided to save a few to view later. The thoughts in my mind swirled of memories from my past. I wiped the tears that rolled down my cheeks again. I felt overjoyed. Finally, Onyx and I knew who I was, where I needed to be, and how to try and succeed these things.

Ozario held me close to him, laughing. He wiped my eyes. "Cry baby. You can't smile and cry at the same time." He teased.

I laughed. "Well, I am," I lightheartedly argued!

Being here with the Cullens has been the best thing that ever happened to me! Thank you! Astrid explained that she left because she thought she witnessed a strange person visiting our house a few days ago. I guess they tried to confiscate my items and keep them hidden, probably to make sure the truth was kept from me, or possibly to get something valuable out of me. My new family and I remained alive after the poor efforts of the attackers, who used our governing coven against us. No weapon shall form against us, despite what we are, because we made it and we continued to live, love, and stay happy within each other's lives.

With this new beginning, who knows what will happen next. I still have choices to make. Will I stay the same or will I change? What happens if I do become a full-fledged vampire? I know for sure that the first thing I want to do is wake up in the arms of the guy I love, Ozario Cullen, when and if I do change.

The book, Blue Moon, was in our hands. We were finally able to read it because my dad wrote it in a secret pen to keep the records hidden from thieves. Skuld found the pen hidden inside the jewelry case. She cast a spell of it but hadn't known what Iseul used it for. The book required fire to be hovered over it in order for everything to be released. It was kind of like some sort of Harry Potter or Shadow Hunter magic. I have to keep Blue Moon as safe as I possibly can. It holds my life in those pages. This time...

I can write the rest...

Quick View: Ozario's pov

Catalina had been in her room, watching the disks her family left behind. I leaned on the door panel, keep watch over her with a smile. My brother stood behind me and then patted my arm using the back of his hand. I looked at him.

He tease, "So, so, so... do you remember when you were spooked she might be too young for you?"

I smirked, eyes drooping.

"Well," He swayed. "how do you feel now? She not 17 or 18. She's 22 now."

I shook my head at him. He's so annoying but a good brother. I chuckled "... I don't know how I feel, Riri. It eases some of my worries; that's for sure."

"You did better than Jacob and Edward," he told me, leaning on the wall and crossing his arms.

I stared at Catalina, who smiled and cried at the videos. "She's still too young for me... But I'll take 22. It wasn't so bad falling for her, even when I thought she wasn't. I thought it was a trap but She's a new and perfect opportunity for a change in my own life... I'm grateful to her and her existence."

"CHEESY, but still dope."

My brother and I laughed. I flicked him off. Whatever. I was though. Catalina was a fantastic opportunity. She had changed my life for the better and she was my purpose more than I ever thought...