Disclaimer:

I don't own twilight, or any of it's characters. But I am Inspired to write because of Stephanie Meyers amazing stories.

This is my first fanfiction. I hope you enjoy it!

Uncertain Beginnings

Huilen's POV

Chapter 1

As light started to creep through the doorway to our hut, I rolled myself over on my bed and ran my fingers through my long, tangled black hair. I stretched and allowed myself to glance over at my sister Pire, her sleeping mat was empty again! I somehow knew dep down that she had not slept there last night, and I also knew that this was the third day in a row. My parents were going to be livid, that was unless I made up an excuse for her absence. It seemed like I was forever keeping my younger sister out of trouble these days, not an easy thing to do in a small village like ours, especially when gossip was the past time of most of the elders.

My mother and father started to stir on their sleeping mat as the rising sun outside caused the morning songbirds to voice their songs to greet the new day. As my mother glanced in my direction, she cast me a quick, loving smile. Then she turned towards Pires mat to see if she had started to wake yet, but she quickly turned back to me with a startled look in her eyes. I should just let her get in trouble. I thought of my sister, struggling with the idea of allowing her to face the full fury of our mothers wrath. I thought about it, but quickly decided against it, my mother was under enough stress as it was with our father being deathly ill. I held up a hand in response to the expression on her face. The I quickly informed mother "Pire got up early to go and check on the gardens, and to look over the damage the storm from last night might have caused to the plants." My mother sighed in relief, her smile returning to her gentle face. "I am blessed with such good daughters," she said as if sending up thanks to the spirits.

I was going to put and end to this today. I could not allow Pire to make our parents go through worry, not with father so ill with the sickness that had plagued our village since the spring rains has started. I swiftly got out of bed, and tossed on my skirt and tunic, they were made from the softest animal hides. I had made them with my own two hands, and I had the calluses to prove it. I yanked my hair into a quick braid, and then allowed it to fall to my back, where it rested near my waist. Then I jumped up to race my way through my chores, so I could try to do some of Pire's chores before my mother became suspicious.

As I was finishing cleaning around the cooking hearth, Pire strolled into the hut with a smile that spread from ear to ear. I pretended to ignore her, but she plopped onto her bed and sighed dramatically. I turned to her anger flashing in my eyes, cheeks burning with resentment. The sight of my sister face caused my own emotions to fall from my face.

My sister is considered beautiful, something that has never bothered me, as she is selfless and giving, but at this moment she had an almost goddess like aura to her, her chestnut eyes sparkled, and her raven hair fell over her bronzed shoulders in glistening waves. Her face was serene , and blissful all at the same time. "Huilen", she whispered, "I am in love with an angel!"

I started wide eyed at my sister, she had had many opportunities at love in our village, as every man eyed her with pleasure. A few had even asked for a union with her. Our father though, was an exception in our village, he was a man who believed in love, and he had decided when we were born that he would never force us into a bond against our wishes. This has held true over the last few years, something I respect him for. But now looking at my sister, I had to wonder who could cause this gleaming in her eyes, and I smiled thinking that it must be someone wonderful.

I dusted off my hands, and sat down cross legged on her mat beside her, and being the dutiful sister I said, " Tell me everything.", as I smiled at her. Pire shyly ducked her head, causing her hair to drift across her face, though not before I saw the crimson creep into her smooth cheeks. "He is amazing!' she said with no irony in her tone, "He is strong, and sure, and wise, and he is as handsome as I could ever had imagined any of the gods in the heavens!" she said as her words drifted off into a whisper. I hugged her with glee. "Tell me all about him, when can I meet him?" I asked her. Suddenly her eyes darkened, and her smile faltered. "Oh!", she gasped, "You can't meet him!" "He said that our meetings were to be a secret, that any contact with a human was forbidden, but that I was simply to beautiful for him to ignore any longer." Her eyes grew cloudy as if reliving a memory. She quickly looked at me. "You can't tell anyone Huilen, promise you wont! I only told you because you're my best, and dearest friend, and I had to tell someone! I couldn't keep this to my self any longer!"

She almost seemed terrified, as if she feared that I would ruin her, ripping her heart straight from her chest. " Oh sister, I won't tell a soul!" I told her as I wrapped my arms around her and drew her into a comforting hug. As Pire hugged me back with all her might, a grain of doubt planted in my mind. I wouldn't ruin her happiness, but something didn't sit right in my heart, a fear that started to creep into my chest. Was this man the angel that my sister thought him? Why couldn't we meet him? I would have to find out more about her so called angel. And if needed be I would protect her from being hurt until my dying breath……..