AN: This is my second go at adding magic into twilight. We see vampires and hear about werewolves, but nothing about witches come on. My first attempt was terrible. Trying to add a whole in-depth and complicated magic world with a trading system was a bad idea for a new writer.

So I will be combining a few magic systems from some stories I have read, which are:

Witches of Twilight and Half-light Please go check them out.

I think they work well together with the magic system in Witches of Twilight have Laylines that dictate areas of magic were as Half-light; the magic comes from within her and uses her own energy.

So that is how magic will work in this story. She can use her own energy, which takes time to restore and can cause her to pass out or even die if she uses too much or if she is near a Layline, she can draw her magic from that, and big spells will require the use of a Layline.

Chapter 1

Preface

No one ever really thinks about how they would die. Why would you? It's a morbid thing to think, not to mention I was still young and had my whole life ahead of me. With me being a witch, that was a lot more than a none magical person. Most witches lived to be around a hundred and fifty years old, and I wanted to live every moment and experience everything I could.

In truth, I was quite a selfish person, but I blame that on being an orphan and living on the streets for most of my life. My parents were killed when I was very young, and growing up in care homes, you learned quickly that it was survival of the strongest it was here I found my magic for the first time. An older boy had tried to steal my food. As he pushed me down, I felt a strange energy, and the boy flinched away in pain.

I was born in 1991, with my parents being killed in 1998. I don't really remember them anymore, just a vague memory. When I first discovered my magic at the age of eight. I used it a lot to keep myself safe from the older kids; this caused all of the kids and even some of the staff to fear me; I was scared I would get locked up or experimented on; after all, making things move with magic wasn't exactly normal, so at the age of ten I ran away.

Living on the streets was tough, and I learned that any sign of weakness would be exploited. During this time, I learned more about my magic, and reading fantasy stories in the library helped me imagine things I could do with it. I learned about Laylines, which I could find after meditating with my magic the Laylines, seemed to flourish better in nature in large towns or cities they were near none existing.

Then thanks to stories like Harry Potter, the idea of making things appear out of thin air took route in my mind. I soon taught myself how to conjure clothing, something that wasn't that magic intensive but making a whole wardrobe caused me to pass out nearly. This was my first big scare with a magic feeling so weak I was lucky I was not somewhere people could take advantage.

I then moved on to trying to make money which was super easy, whereas clothing would have me out of breath after making twenty shirts. Making money seemed to have no real drain. I used my magic to hide myself from others on the streets and keep dry even when it rained. It seemed my magic was limited to my imagination and the energy required to do what I wanted. Lifting a truck was not something I could do but lifting a person with magic that I could do.

I spent most of my time in the libraries; however, not only were they warm, but it gave me something to do.

I knew that I couldn't go to school as they would send me back to a care home. So the library is where I lived. My magic would make sure no one asked what I was doing there and unlimited books for me to read. I had gotten drawn into fantasy books. After all, I was a witch. I got interested in runic languages as they cropped up in magic stories from Harry Potter to the last magician, so maybe I could use them, but nothing happened even after learning them.

My life progressed like this for the next five years. I don't know if it was my magic, but I had always been good at learning. When I did go to school, I was near the top of the class, and I was sure that I could get my High School diploma. I was two years younger than most, but I was sure I could still do it.

My love for fantasy novels had never died down, and I was planning on becoming a writer. After all, I had experience be a shame to waste it. It was also a challenge for me which was something new most things just came to me, and if I wanted it, I can just magic it up or use a Layline about an hours bike ride away.

At the age of seventeen, I discovered twilight and fell in love with the story or elements of the story vampires were something new. I had gotten bored of witches and magic as many of them get it wrong, or at least compared to my magic, there were no rituals or anything like that. So vampires and shapeshifters and werewolves had gotten my attention, and I wondered if they were real in this world as well.

Then again, I had never met any other witches, so maybe I am the only one, but the idea of a family that was as close and supportive as the Cullens seemed to be with each other did make my heart yearn for the same thing one day. Not to mention how much Charlie loved Bella, even if he wasn't very good at putting it into words.

However, reading the story, I was not very impressed with Bella or Edward, especially Edward. Many of the things that he did were one hundred per cent creepy, like watching her sleep and sneaking into her house. Bella was shown to be highly independent who really looked after her mom, so letting other people make decisions for her seemed odd to me.

This brings me to today, at the age of seventeen, being killed. Nothing about today stood out. It was just a typical day. I was going to the cafe to get my breakfast like I had done every day for the last six years; I had never missed a day. Today was just the day that a mugger confronted me with money not really being a factor. I had started to buy more and more expensive clothing, which made me a prime target.

In a world of my own, I hadn't really been paying attention to anything around me, and the next thing I knew, I was lying on the ground with the mugger looking down at me, looking shocked no doubt at what he did I couldn't help but laugh at the situation.

I was sure that by having magic, I was safe from stuff like muggings, or I could just use magic to swat them away. How foolish I felt right now. So yes, I had never thought about dying, but this was not the way I expected to die. I imagined all the days that I could have had. I couldn't help but think that in my next life, for a better start, as everything around me faded, twilight crossed my mind thinking I will never know how it ended.

I woke up, started and looking around confused. Wasn't I just dying on the floor of a street in the middle of a city? Looking around the room, trying to work out what was going on, I found a purse on the bedside table?

Looking through the purse, I found some ID with my picture on with my name on it Maya with the last name Swan shaking my head, I checked my chest and tried pinching my arm to see if it was a dream, but I didn't wake up.

I could hear some people downstairs and looked at my bed. There was a suitcase and the foot of the bed and a plane ticket on my dresser next to my purse with my name on it and the destination of Forks.

Did I really end up in the world of twilight?

Did my magic bring me here as a dying wish?

I wasn't quite ready to believe that I was in that world yet.

"Maya come on, bring your stuff downstairs, or we will miss our plane", I heard someone shout from downstairs. First, I tried reaching into myself to see if my magic was still there, and I wanted to jump for joy when I felt it like always.

With a quick wave of my hands, I conjured a black lace shirt. I then conjured the rest of my clothing and got dressed before grabbing my suitcase, purse and plane ticket and started walking downstairs worse, come to worse I can always run away with my magic I will have all the money I need.

I got to the bottom of the stairs and saw who I guessed was my sister, who looked exactly like the books described her with the pale skin that we both seemed to share. Bella also had long dark brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, a heart-shaped face, and large pretty eyes.

The description of the book down to a T looking at what should be my mum. I hadn't really paid attention to what the books said about her as she was such a minor person in them, with her being mentioned maybe ten times tops.

"You are normally up really early, Maya," Bella said

"Couldn't sleep with the move and all", I replied to her.

"We have to leave in an hour. I best remind mum, or she will forget. You have everything?" Bella asked me.

"Yes, we can leave at any time," I told her, still trying to wrap my head around my new situation. I watched Bella sort of stumble to where Reene was not quite ready to accept her as my Mum as from the books. She seemed a lousy parent.

Taking a deep breath now that I was alone, I could remember memories that weren't mine of a life that I never lived but had some things in common with my previous life. I had discovered magic at the same time, eight years old but kept it a secret, not risking to share it with anyone.

I had a good relationship with Bella, who seemed to be my only friend, and I hadn't tried to make any more other than her. Looking back on those memories made me like Bella a lot more than I thought I would. She was an amazing sister who was always there for me when Mum wasn't.

I ate my breakfast while checking all of my memories and was glad to find that I hadn't changed in this new life. I was still quiet who preferred to be left alone but wouldn't be pushed around and wouldn't let my sister be pushed around either. It seemed that I had kept my cruel streak from how I dealt with any bullies that tried to bully my sister.

I realised that I had a chance to have a family of sorts while my new mum was not a good one, but that is better than having no mum at all, and I knew that Charlie did love Bella, and from my memories, I saw that I spent a lot of time with him each summer, unlike Bella who hated Forks.

It also seemed like I spent a lot of time down at La Push, mainly with Leah and Seth. Even though Leah was two years older than me, I remembered her cousin, but she didn't really play with me when I was younger as she was five years older than me. I remember playing with Rebecca and Rachel before they both moved away. Strangely enough, I don't remember having much to do with Jacob.

I hear my sister and mum walk back into the kitchen with all the bags. We didn't have much that we were taking with us, which seemed strange in my past life. I loved buying the best of everything. Maybe I was keeping it low key. That was something I knew I wouldn't be keeping. I wanted my own car and not the truck Bella drove that was loud and slow and the computer. I couldn't help but shudder at that relic.

Just thinking about the technology of 2005 made me want to cry. No light and thin phones or laptops, only two years to the first iPhone. Oh, right, I should invest money in Apple before it takes off, same for dad, so he had money to do whatever he wants after he retires. I felt Bella give me a nudge as I had zoned out.

"You ready to go?" Bella asked me with a slightly bitter tone she was trying to hide for our Mum.

"Ya, let's go," I told her, picking my bag up and hers so she wouldn't trip and hurt herself. I saw Bella give me a small smile when she saw me grab her bag as well. I loaded them into the car and got in the back as Bella got in the front of the car. I looked around as we drove to the airport. This state was so different from the one I spent my entire life lacking in colour and magic. Feeling about with my magic, I could feel some Laylines, but they were all low in magical power and started to wither. I learned quickly in my last life the more nature in the area like trees or rivers and wildlife. The more magic was in the area. It was something that made this version of me like Forks so much it was bristling with magic with strong Laylines throughout the town. The Laylines were very strong on the reservation. That was maybe why they settled there in the first place. Even if they didn't know about the Laylines, they could feel them as spirit warriors.

My dad's house was almost ideally located near the forest, meaning getting access to a Layline was nothing more than a short run away, allowing me access to stronger magic with ease in Phoenix. It would have taken a three-hour trip to get anywhere. A strong Layline maybe then again, it's not like there are vampires at the school.

I saw the airport not too far away. I could see Bella looking out the window as we pulled up. I got out of the car and grabbed both of our bags as I could see mum talking to Bella, no doubt telling her that she didn't have to go to Forks and that she can come home at any time. I wouldn't get that talk with Mum knowing that I like Forks seeing as I spent every summer there without fail.

"I want to go", I heard Bella say to our mum, knowing it was a lie. I was surprised by how truthful it sounded from her. When I knew that she didn't want to move to Forks and was only doing it so our Mum could spend time with Phil, I knew they would get married soon and was looking forward to it. I had never been to a wedding before.

I saw mum hug Bella and then turn to me. I gave her my first hug to a family member and told her I loved her before getting on the plane with my sister. I was scared to be on a plane. I had never been on one before. I knew they were safe, but that irrational fear was still lingering in me. I saw Bella was giving me a look.

"Never really did like flying," I told her.

She raised her eyebrow, confused. "But you been on planes for the last seven years," Bella asked.

"Shush, don't tell anyone", I whispered back to her.

Closing my eyes and just waited for the plane to get in the air, and it should all be okay. The take-off wasn't as bad as I thought, still a little scary, but I got over it quickly when we were in the air. Getting out of my seat to go to the toilet so that I can check how much money I had and magic some more up, I will also need to add a lot into the bank to invest. I know the limit is ten thousand every four days anymore they have to report it.

Checking my purse, I saw that I have two thousand in cash. I only really needed money in the bank to invest. I was sure that 100 thousand would be more than enough that I will need to invest with a good reason for how I got it. The IRS wouldn't be a problem. Using magic, I added another four thousand dollars to my purse, sure that would hold me off for a while.

I was planning on making the bracelet that I had in my previous life, but remembering that vampires had gifts, I decided to wait till I could get a Layline as I wasn't sure if I could make one with protection from them from my own energy. And even six years later, I never forgot that one time I nearly ran out of magic and the fear it etched into my heart.

Leaving the toilet, I sat back down in my seat and saw that Bella was reading Wuthering Heights again. I remember reading it in the library, but I didn't really like the story, but I know that Bella had read it over twenty times at this point, if not even more. As the hostess walked past with the trolly, I bought us both something to eat and drink and passed it to Bella.

It was a four-hour flight from Phoenix to Seattle, and then another hour car drive back to Forks with our dad, something I knew was bothering Bella, but my memories showed that I got on well with dad without any awkwardness that Bella seemed to have.

It was raining when we arrived in Seattle, which made me wish I could use my magic to keep dry, but that wasn't something I could risk doing with other people around. I knew from the books that Bella was very observant. I was sure that she would find out about my magic now. I planned on using it far more than I had been before.