AN: Trigger warnings to many things are present in this story. Don't like don't read.

I do not own Twilight.

I just like to play around in different worlds with them :)

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Rosalie Hale watched everyone around her. She trusted no one and that had earned her the title of Ice Queen. Emmett was protective of her, playing her boyfriend at school so others would leave her alone. She never let anyone in, keeping even Emmett her best friend at arm's length.

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Rosalie Hale was by all definitions selfish, callous, brash, and a few other words that she's heard over the years. Her human life she had been doted on by her mother and her father was a firm man. She was always told of how beautiful she was. How she would marry rich and keep her family in the money that they deserved. New York in the nineteen thirties was a vastly different time. Daughters were married off to the wealthy so their families would be taken care of.

She was the envy of her friends at twenty years old, being paired with the richest boy in town. Royce King the third was the son of her father's boss at the bank and it was deemed necessary that she be wed to him. Her friend Vera had everything she wanted. A good husband that worked hard and loved her unconditionally. The child, a boy, that Rosalie had always wanted. She knew Royce would have money and that maybe she really could love him someday. Until then she would gladly raise their children.

If only she knew what had awaited her, she never would have left Vera's. She would have accepted the offer to stay later and avoid what had been her rape and murder in the street. By Royce no less. If only she had seen the monster behind his hazel eyes, the one that lurked in the drunkenness. The one that preyed upon the women that worked for his family. The one that had started what was to be her last night as a human.

Someone cleared his throat and she glared over at him, "Butt out."

Edward, her first brother, frowned at her, "It's been almost a century."

She glared harder at him before shaking her head and staring out the window in the small cafeteria at the high school they were attending, again. She hated being around teenage hormones. The whispers that she as a human wouldn't hear about her beauty and how hot she was. Her beauty had only grown when Carlisle had made her into this creature. Forever young and beautiful.

Over the years it was the same comments, but times were quite different than when she was human. Polite comments had segued into vulgar discussions about what they would do to her if they could. It made her sick and as a vampire that was impossible. She hated hearing the terms and positions. She tried to tune them out but every now and then she felt like she was right back in that alley in Rochester.

When she had found Emmett, she felt happy again. He had been lying there, dying with the bear standing over him, his blood dripping from its claws and teeth. She had drained it quickly before pulling the boy into her arms, his dark brown eyes staring at her. Begging for help, he didn't want to die that night. She carried him to Carlisle, two states away praying that she would make it in time.

She had never tasted human blood. She refused to taste her killers. She had only wanted payment for what had been done to her. She couldn't stop the small smile that crossed her face, even to this day, nearly a hundred years later. She had even worn her wedding dress when she had attacked them all at different times, saving Royce for last of course. He knew she was coming, and it was only a matter of time before she caught him. She enjoyed watching him slowly lose his mind with fear and paranoia.

So, she knew that Emmett would have died in her arms because she didn't want to taste him. She may have become a killer, but she couldn't kill Emmett. She wouldn't risk it. Carlisle had been happy to save him, hoping that he was her mate, but he wasn't. When his eyes opened after three days of screaming in pain Edward had just returned from a hunt and Emmett was admiring his new eyes and body, they took one look at each other. It was instantaneous.

Emmett growled 'mine' in his newborn voice and Edward could only stand there and stare. He wasn't expecting it, but Rosalie had smiled, actually smiled. The first since waking in this new life. Leave it to the virgin to be mated to a brute of a man, brute of a vampire now. She found the irony to be slightly satisfying.

Edward had resisted at first. Claiming that was not possible, but she couldn't fault him since he was born before her. They were both raised at a time where two men weren't even thought of as a couple. It was never mentioned and if it was ever suspected those two were usually killed.

She had always hated it, why couldn't you just fall in love with the person that made you happy.

Instead, Edward rebelled against everyone and everything. Poor Emmett could only watch his mate yell and glare. He could only watch as Edward left the family and hunted evil vile humans for his meals. A few years is what it took for him to return home. Emmett was waiting with arms wide open for his mate, happy that he returned.

Edward finally let go when they had come up against the first threat of their family. Emmett had been attacked by a nomadic mated pair while he had been out hunting. Rosalie had become worried about her best friend. They had only grown closer in the time that Edward had been gone. Edward had read her thoughts, not willingly of course but still heard them. Emmett was never late returning from a lone hunt and so they set out, she and Carlisle following him since Edward was the fastest.

Emmett was in the fight of his life and she watched something snap in Edward that day. His eyes turned pitch black instantly as he watched the newborn struggle against the two older vampires. The oldest of the two had managed to wrap his arms around Emmett's neck and the sound of screeching metal filled the air. Edward let out a blood curdling roar and moved faster than she or Carlisle could ever remember seeing him move.

He moved with finesse as he jumped and took the man's head clean off with one hit. She glanced at Carlisle, a look of pure wonder on the doctor's face, before turning back to the fight. Emmett slammed the younger one to the ground and twisted the arm until it shredded away from the body. Edward spun to the down vampire before slamming his foot onto her neck and gripping a handful of her hair. The sound of the head separating echoed in Rosalie's mind as she watched Edward's shaking body.

Emmett frowned at the bronze haired boy, confused. Edward dropped the head and rushed to Emmett, running his hands over his massive chest. Once checking for injury was complete, he sighed and wrapped him in a hug, needing to feel the man's body against his. Reassurance that Emmett was safe and in one piece.

She couldn't help but smile at her brothers. It was the first time she had really thought of Edward as a brother. It was a pleasant feeling that she had brought these two together, even if it was unintentional. Edward pulled back slightly and smiled at her, hearing her brother filled thoughts. She watched the two as they accepted the mate bond before she turned and helped Carlisle burn the bodies.

Over the years she watched her brothers laugh and tease. She wanted that but she never believed she could have it.

Edward smiled at her from across the table at her, "Feeling reminiscent sister?"

She smirked at him, "A little."

Emmett frowned between them, "About what?"

She smiled at her best friend. Emmett had always been a little jealous of the relationship she had made with Edward that night she finally thought of him as a brother. Her thoughts were private except where Edward was concerned. She knew he tried to block them but sometimes it just didn't happen. She did hate it at times but other times at least he understood where she was coming from.

She shrugged at him, "That night in the woods."

Emmett grinned, remembering himself, "Ah. What brought that on?"

She glanced around at the tables around them, "Whispers."

He smiled at her, "Don't listen to those vulgar heathens."

She laughed at his use of her words, "Such strong language brother."

Edward laughed as he patted Emmett's shoulder, "He's still learning. He's not quite as old as you and I, sister. These things take time." He smiled playfully at his mate.

Emmett grimaced and shook his head, "I hate when you two gang up on me."

She smirked at him, "But we're so good at it."

Laughter filled their table and Alice leaned forward, "So the new girl that's coming in tomorrow is going to be important to us somehow."

Rosalie eyed her sister suspiciously.

When Alice and Jasper had first arrived in their lives none of them particularly cared for them. Alice was a ball of energy and with her visions she could hold an entire conversation with one of them without actually speaking. Rosalie found it annoying for the first few months. Between her visions and Edward's mind reading there was no privacy at any point. Edward and Emmett took the longest to warm up to her because they would go out on their 'date night', as they called it, and when they returned home Alice knew all the gory details. She would grimace at them before ignoring them for an entire twenty-four hours.

Alice never had a problem with them being gay, she would never diminish love like that. It was their frustration over her and her visions. Once they learned that was the problem, they had a great mushy cry fest that Rosalie wanted no part of. She blurred out of the house to hunt and didn't return for two days.

Jasper was the one that Rosalie got along fine with, instantly. His empathic abilities may have helped with that. He had pulled her aside and confessed that he could feel her hatred and pain. He gave her a burst of calm and for a while she felt at peace with her new life. That wasn't something she was expecting but she reveled in it. Possibly a little too much at first but she couldn't help it.

All the memories that haunted her from her human life followed her in her dreams when she slept. She was the only one of her family that hated to sleep. They didn't need it anymore, but it was a nice break from the nonstop existence. Instead, she took up mechanics. She would spend her time rebuilding cars in her garage while her family slept.

Jasper gave her that peace and she was grateful for it. Alice slowly wore her down and now she couldn't imagine her life with out the little pixie bouncing around happily. She gave her hope that this was supposed to be how her life needed to be. Jasper being new to the animal diet was a little difficult around humans, but he was doing amazingly well.

Edward sighed, "Your vision isn't clear though Alice."

The pixie frowned, her usual bouncy attitude gone, "She's blurry but once I see her, she shouldn't be fuzzy anymore."

She frowned at the girl, "You never said how she's going to be important."

Alice sat back in her seat with sadness in her eyes, "I can't see that yet."

Jasper wrapped his arm around his mate, "It's alright darlin', you'll see soon enough." He kissed her forehead.

Alice's smile returned instantly, and she leaned forward again, "Rosalie, how was math?"

She glared at her sister, "You saw it coming, didn't you?"

Alice continued to smile at her, "Whatever do you mean?"

She glared back, "I hate you."

"You love me."

Emmett frowned, "What happened?"

Rosalie narrowed her eyes at her sister, "I was stuck between Tyler Crowley and Mike Newton." Emmett's grin spread slowly as she continued, "I was a hot sandwich in their words."

Emmett laughed until she kicked him under the table. He held his hands up, "I'm sorry. That must have been devastating for you."

She gagged, "I hate all of you." Laughter filled their table again.

By the end of the day, she was ready to leave and never return. She slammed her BMW's door a little too hard as Mike and Tyler eyed her with dazzled smiles. Emmett smiled apologetically at her as he slipped into Edward's Volvo. Alice sat beside her as Jasper climbed into the back and she peeled out of the parking lot.

She couldn't stand the fact that her annoyance was her family's source of amusement. It had been for a long time. Her disdain for humans was clear for all to see. They were vile creatures who were worse than the supernatural elements she had ever met. They hurt each other out of pure spite, and they said vampires were demons.

She had been taken from her human life by humans not by Carlisle and it had taken her a long time to come to terms with it. She may not like what she had become but at least she was still around. For her it was like some form of punishment to be forced to watch human women give birth to their children and watch them grow old with their significant other. Watching their children grow and learn, before moving out on their own. To find love and happiness and children of their own.

Originally, she thought she was in hell and this was her punishment.

She spent the night tracking an Elk through the forest behind Forks. Hunting let her be free for a while. She gave herself over to instinct, her mind clearing of everything but the hunt. The smells and sounds around her calming yet exciting her at the same time. The burn in the back of her throat powered her, forcing her faster after her prey.

She could feel the power in her body as she attacked, pinning the creature before sinking her teeth into its flesh. The sheer magnitude of killing the beast with her bare hands, and teeth, was something she had once marveled at. As a human she had been delicate and feeble. Now she was strong and able to defend herself against any form of attack.

She loved the way she was so in tune with herself, confident and strong willed. Carlisle had always encouraged her for it. It was some of her best attributes he would tell her, but there will come a point when she would overdo it. She hadn't quiet understood what he meant by it, but she knew he was only asking her to be cautious.

Her relationship with Carlisle had been strained at first. She hated him for turning her without her consent and in a way, she still resented it. She had a feeling that it may not go away ever but she would continue to hide it. He had done it with good intensions, but she still felt robbed of her death. After something so horrific death was a welcomed relief for her, but he had stolen it from her. She tried to come up with a way that she could forgive him over the years, but nothing ever was enough.

Then he had found Esme. Esme was a welcome relief to her as well. The woman exuded motherly affection and Rosalie basked in it. She had lost her only child and tried to commit suicide, but Carlisle got to her in time. He had never been happier since he found his mate. Rosalie was happy for them, of all of them Carlisle was the one that deserved happiness the most.

Esme was at peace with her human life now and often time Rosalie would ask her why. Why was she at peace knowing that her child had died and that she was now living with it forever? The woman hugged her with that same warm motherly affection and smiled at her. She would only say that Carlisle had made it all worth it in the end.

She wanted to find her mate but at the same time she wondered if she would be better off without one. She wasn't exactly a happy person overall and the only things she cared about are her family and her cars. As long as her family was happy and safe then she really didn't care about anything else. Her cars gave her something to focus on so she wouldn't have to lose herself in her thoughts.

Which again she found ironic that as she walked slowly back to the house that was exactly what she was doing, losing herself in her thoughts.

Jasper and Edward always said she spent too much time in her head and not enough in the world. It wasn't like she hadn't tried but she really did hate humans. They were too much of a risk to her family and were extremely boring. Always sleeping or droning on about some stupid topic that had no real-world connections. She did enjoy movies and shows but she could only handle so much before they became unrealistic.

But what was she supposed to say as a real vampire that pretended to be a human? She shook her head as she walked slowly across a log above a ravine. Oh, to be so naïve again.

She smiled down at the rushing water below her. She didn't know if she would want to be human again. True they didn't need to eat because their venom broke it down too fast for them to get anything from it, but they could still taste it, in fact they could taste it better. They could taste every seasoning used; every ingredient added to the dish which only heightened the experience.

She felt sorry for humans that only had one taste while eating. Not to mention the smell of cooking food was a nice aroma if done correctly. She could cook but she didn't do much, Esme always would be their mother and her cooking by far outweighed anything she or Alice could come up with.

She made her way back to the house once she was close enough to smell Esme's dinner cooking. She smiled as she realized that it was one of her favorite dishes, Chicken Alfredo with Broccoli. It was simple and maybe that was why she liked it so much, or it could be the fact that Esme always made the sauce from scratch with her own blend of spices.

Esme was humming at the stove when she entered, a smile on her face. She frowned as she sat at the island counter, "You're in a good mood."

Esme turned the smile to her, "Alice has told me about the new girl."

She frowned, "I thought she couldn't see her properly."

Esme shrugged, "Not completely yet but she knows she'll be important to the family."

Why would a human be important to her family? A human had no business being around vampires. It could spell disaster if Jasper slipped or the human figured out their secret and opened their big mouths. The Volturi would kill them all. She didn't like the sound of this human entering their lives.

"She's human though. She has no reason for us to know her." She snapped firmly.

Esme's smile diminished slightly, "Dear I love you, but you need to relax at some point."

She could only stare at the woman as she went back to stirring the pot on the stove.