Before I knew it seven years passed. A lot has changed in seven years, but much remains the same.

For starters, the 'family', yeah, we haven't gotten any closer over the years. If anything, we grew further apart, or atleast me and Renée did. I can't really bring myself to care. Isabella and I aren't that close, but I had managed to curb the bratty attitude somewhat. She still thinks highly of herself, but we are sisters so maybe I'm just exaggerating a little. She's my sister in this life, my twin. I cant hate her.

Renée married Phil like she did in the original timeline. She doesn't party anymore and has matured a little, but she still doesn't act like a mother to me. Kind of my fault, I've made it clear through my actions I don't really consider her my mom, she never acted like one to me and I grew up on my own in this world. Although I make it a point to remain civil at least.

Phil is cool. He's pretty much the reason Renée acts like an adult now, so he's ok in my book.

I've come to terms with the fact that I died, but that doesn't change the fact that I had a family. I had a loving caring mom that sacrificed everything for her kids and even though me and my siblings hated each other with a passion, we stood by each other because we were a family. There's none of that here and I'm okay with that, I don't need people to replace them. It's me against the world now and it suits me.

I sadly didn't get to skip grades. So, I had to suffer through school all these years, and there were a couple times I thought I was losing my sanity. The kids who made fun of me after one time a couple girls tried cornering me in the bathroom, suffice to say no one knows how it happened and I don't feel the need to explain but they all got swirlies by themselves. My power had nothing to do with how they tripped. Really.

Oh right, my power. I made a lot of progress in that regard. I won't say I'm as strong as the original accelerator, yet, but I can do pretty much everything he could. The automatic defense is up and running perfectly, although I try and keep it off when people are looking.

It can in fact reflect vampires away. I came to find that out and learn how to make plasma in one night by accident.

*Flashback*

I snuck out to practice my use of vector manipulation, I need to be faster when calculating, my shield is barely up and running and takes some constant concentration to keep up.

I freeze, someone's staring at me. I can feel their eyes on me, like it's a predator looking at their pray. Vampire.

I turn my head as I hear a whoosh and something slams into my defensive shield, my mind running a million miles an hour running calculations, and the vampire reflects off my shield and I multiple the acceleration. They go flying through a wall.

I smirk. They can't touch me. I think. They come back out of the whole but I'm ready this time. My foot taps the ground and explodes underneath them. Now they're right where I want them, in the air, vulnerable. I start running calculations in my mind, I had only done the theory on this one, but I only have one chance, I need to make plasma.

The wind picks up and a small ball of blue plasma forms in my hand. Before the vampire has time to react the ball slams into him and as shock finally washes over him, he turns to ash.

I smirk. "So, they can't touch me, huh" I say as I continue.

*Flashback End*

Wasn't that fun. The news had a field day with assumptions on what happened.

I didn't have any more run ins with the supernatural over the years after that incident roughly two years ago. It was kind of anticlimactic really. I expected the fight to last longer, but the guy just acted like a starved animal playing with its food. It was almost too easy, but I made more progress with my control than I had previously, like I made it past a mental block or something. Regardless, I was happy with my progress.

"Girls I love you but if we want to catch that plane, we've got to leave!", I turn my head to my door as I hear Phil speak down the hall. Oh right, did I forget to mention? It's time to go to Forks, Washington.

Renée wants to travel with Phil while he plays baseball and Isabella volunteered us to move to Forks with Charlie. I've got nothing to lose by moving there anyways.

As I make my way downstairs, I meet up with the rest of them. Everyone looks like they did in the first movie. Isabella looks exactly like Kristen Stewart now and yet I grew to look like Accelerator, well a female version of him.

As I sit in the car on the way to the airport I start thinking. So far things are following the timeline, but now, I know there going to change. My time of peace and quiet is over. I'm going into go into the eye of the hurricane. And everything is going to revolve around Isabella. The drama queen. I roll my eyes to myself.

"What?" The queen next to me says. I look at her but say nothing. "Why did I even ask?" She then leans over, careful to make sure the two in the front seat don't hear us and starts to whisper, "Do you think dad will be happy to see us?"

I give a sigh at the idiotic question, "Of course he will be happy to see us, he is our dad you know."

I lay my head against the window as different calculations start running through my mind. I can't be caught off guard, I know what I'm getting myself into, and I've been preparing for the past seven years. Ill survive, I have to. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. They can't touch me anyway.

I wake up as we arrive at the airport. Its busy. There are people running all over the place, large families crowding together and pushing through other people. Its like a circus show.

"Alright, make sure you two stick together, here's your tickets. Don't lose them. You'll go to security, they will check your bags, then go to your gate, its on you ticket. Just wait for them to announce your flight and then you'll board the plane form there. Got it?" Phil explains as he leads us inside. Man sounds like an expert. Probably from traveling for baseball.

Renée stops in front of us, "Are you sure you want to do this? You really don't have to." I can see it in her eyes, she's saying the words and she sounds like she means them, but her eyes tell a different story. She wants to go with Phil.

"Mom, stop, our decision hasn't changed since you last asked, well, the last couple of times you've asked." Isabella says back to our worrying 'mother'.

Renée hugs her, good she remembers I don't do hugs. "I know," she starts, "I'm just going to miss you guys, now hurry up, you don't want to miss your flight." She finishes anxiously.

I wave, threw my hood up from my hoodie, and turned towards security. "Go catch up with your sister Bella, bye, I love you both!" I hear from behind me.

"Bye mom!" Isabella yells. I blank my mind as Isabella trips into me. I breath out as my shield comes back into place and a piece of trash on the ground slides away.

Sometime later we were finally starting to board the plane. I throw my big duffle bag up over head and my backpack carrying some things for the flight under my seat. A little wait and I can confirm that I do in fact, have the row to myself. I give myself a small smile and buckle up and get ready for the plane to take off.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome aboard, we are expected to be in the air in 8 minutes. We ask that you fasten your seatbelts at this time and secure any loose baggage underneath your seat. Please turn off all electronics until we are airborne. Smoking is…" The pilot droned on and like was normal now I manipulated the vectors around me to stop the sound from entering my shields range. I wonder if Ill like the cold rainy weather of forks. I've only ever lived in sunny, hot places.

More importantly how am I going to handle the vamps and wolves when I get to forks? Just ignore them till I am inevitably forced to act as the trouble magnets twin. Sounds like a good plan to go on. They can't touch me if I don't want them too anyways. I've been preparing for seven years, I'll be fine. Is what I think as the plane finally takes off.

Roughly twenty minutes later I see people start taking out their phones and laptops, so I grab my phone and plug in my headphones. After allowing sound to pass into my surroundings again I slowly fall asleep listening to Linkin Park.

I'm awoken as the pilot announces that we will be arriving soon. I shut off my phone and buckle in once more.

Its dark out, not because its late in the night. Its only noon after all. The sky is covered by the clouds and there's a slight drizzle. I take a deep breath in. This… this feels like home.

"Oh god he didn't." Isabella says worryingly, "He's picking us up in his cruiser, everyone's looking at him." I look to where she's pointing. He is roughly six feet tall. Average build. Chocolate brown eyes, curly brown hair, and a matching moustache. He is also standing by a police cruiser and holding a sign that says 'Swan'.

I laugh softly but cover it with a cough as Isabella turns to glare at me. I smirk in return as we make our way over to him.

Charlie Swan and Daniella Swan were close before they stopped seeing each other due to Renée's influence. They would go fishing together all the time and as we walked over, and my mind flashed through memories, I'd decided if he wanted to try and be a dad then I would give him the chance. I never got to have a dad in my past life, he walked away when I was young, it would be nice to be honest, to have someone I can rely on here. To call family.

"Daniella, Isabella?" His gruff voice says thick with emotion.

I smile softly and before I can stop myself, "Just Dani dad, no need to be so formal." My eyes widen, I said that before I could stop myself. I guess the lingering parts of the original Dani want me to give him a chance too.

His eyes water as he reaches out and pulls me into a hug. My eyes go wide again as my shield did nothing to stop him. My arms slowly raise to circle around him and I breath in. "You still smell like fish." It's comforting somehow. I say as my arms tighten around him. God, I don't do emotions like this. I'm being thrown around in an emotional roller coaster and it's only been a couple minutes since we met.

I hear him laugh. It's nice. "Uh it's just Bella, Charlie." And there's socially awkward Isabella.

"You've both gone and grown up on me. You both look beautiful. Right then, let's get you two in the car and head home then." He says as he leads us to the back of the cruiser and opens the trunk. Bella just drops her things in and jumps in the front seat, how nice.

I smile at dad as he takes my bags from me. "Thanks dad. Now I guess we should go home."

"Yeah, I guess we should kiddo." He says as he starts walking to the driver side door.

I stop him before he opens the door. "Hey," He stops and looks back at me, "can we uh, go fishing together sometime, like we used to" That came out far more nervous than I wanted it to, I'm not desperate damn it.

He still smiles back at me, "Yeah Dani, I'd like that."

We both get into the car. He didn't mention anything about cutting her hair like he did originally. So, things have already changed. I may as well throw anything I know of the original timeline out the line and just keep the important pieces, though I'm not sure on the exact dates.

"We're here. Welcome home." Dad says as we pull into the driveway of a small house. White wooden siding. I pull my earbud out of my ear and hop out of the uncomfortable back seat. A grunt comes from me as I stretch.

We grab our bags from the trunk and dad helps us carry them inside. He leads us past a cozy living room with a fireplace off to the side. A small couch in the middle of the room pointing to a tv and a reclining chair off to the side of it. A fireplace off to the side. A couple of floral like carpets on the floor. There's an arch that leads to the kitchen as well. It's nice.

"This way. Up the stairs if you don't remember. Now it's only a two-bedroom house and you guys aren't kids anymore; you need your own space. Bella this rooms yours." He says as he points to a door and Isabella walks into it. "The lady at the store helped pick out everything but other than the bed set and what not I didn't change anything."

"Purples cool Charlie, thanks." Isabella says and closes the door. Jeez Bella, try and get out more.

"Yeah." Dad says and starts walking further down the hall.

I turn to him, "So, I hope I'm not taking your room or something, old guys shouldn't sleep on the couch." I tease as he leads me down the hall. Why does this feel so natural. It shouldn't, but it does.

"Hey, I'm not that old" he laughs as he leads me to a wooden ladder; I look at him in question. "A couple of the boys from the reservation helped, well I say helped but they did it themselves, me remodel the attic into another bedroom. It's all yours."

My eyes widen as I drop my bag and climb up. The place is beautiful. The walls are a light grey and the ceiling slanted down in both directions. There's a queen-sized bed on the far wall on a low to the ground bed frame, and a small circular window above it. A hammock hangs from the ceiling in the corner opposite of the ladder, awesome. Besides the point to finish it off there's a small couch in the center of the room, and a coffee table in the middle of the room close to the couch. This place is amazing.

I run over to the ladder and hang out of it, "Dad this place is amazing!" I gush out, I haven't felt emotions like this since my past life with my mom.

He looks up startled, but smiles. "Be careful there. And I'm sorry the walls are bare I didn't know what you'd like."

"don't worry about it. I can fill it with things over time." I look over his shoulder as I hear a noise outside.

He looks back as well, "Oh, that should be Billy and his son Jacob you want to come out and meet them? You used to hang out with Jacob when you were kids." He asks me as he starts walking towards the stairs.

"Hmm no thanks dad. Maybe another time, I'm going to unpack for the rest of the day." I respond back as I use my control of vectors to push myself back up and onto my feet.

I take a deep breath in and release it. So much for preparing over the past seven years, I was completely shaken by the raw emotions that were brought out by him. I guess we were close when I was younger and whatever remains of the original Dani want it to stay that way.

I used the peace and quiet to center myself and calm down as I began to unpack.

After playing around with my power for a while as I watched some Netflix on a laptop, that I bought with money I got from some odd jobs over the years. I slept easy that night as I lay there in my new home. Home. A real home, and it feels like I belong here too. Better than I have in years, since I first came to this world.