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Hello! I know, I haven't updated this story in a while. because, let's be honest, only like 6 people read this. that means it is not a top priority to me. this will not get updated that much, but it will not be abandoned forever. it might go without updates for months at a time, but I promise to finish. if it be in the next month, or in 3 years, who knows?

anyway, thank you to Pheonixspiritwolf. the only person who ever reviews. that kinda makes me sad. but, never the less, here is chapter 8!

Last time:

"Yeah, why?"

"Because, it's our kind. someone has made a newborn army, and they're uncontrollable."

"Well schist. that complicates things."

"Yeah. we were about to have a family meeting about what to do about it. you can join as you're now part of the family." Edward said, offhanded. wow. they had already accepted me. best. day. ever!

"Ok! let's go downstairs." I got to my feet, and walked out the door. at the stairs, I spread my wings, and glided down. that was definitely a perk.

"Oh! hi Nico!" Alice said coming out of her room.

"Hi!" I said. then I flew down the second flight of stairs, almost crashing into the wall. oops. I tucked my wings away as I walked into the kitchen and took a seat. chairs were very uncomfortable when one has wings. the rest of the Cullen family sat as well.

"So, we know that the attacks in Seattle are from newborns. They are unpredictable, and vicious. We need to stop them before things escalate too far." Edward said. Hmm, I could kill vampires, but their unnatural speed was a big problem in large numbers. I could deal with maybe 5 by myself, but any more than that, and I was just too slow. My best advantages were stealth, and flight.

"Jasper knows the most about newborns, and their uses from his time in Mexico. If we can get the wolves to help us, we have a winning chance." Edward continued. Wolves? Were there werewolves in Forks too?! Cause those I was not okay with. I absentmindedly rubbed the claw marks on my shoulder, courtesy of Lycon. 7 pairs of amber eyes watched my movements. I looked up. oh, did somebody say something to me?

"Nico? Did you hear the question?" Bella asked. I blushed slightly.

"No. I was in my ADHD induced mind wandering. What did you want to know?" I asked.

"Have you ever encountered newborn vampires before?" Jasper asked.

"Once." I said, and shuddered. "And I'd hoped never to repeat that experience." That had been a hard day. I still had the bite mark on my neck. I closed my eyes, and the scenes flashed in my mind.

Flashback

"Aren't you just the cutest thing?" came a voice from behind me. I turned, and there was a man. He had wild brown hair, and deep red eyes. A vampire. Crap.

"What did you need?" I asked, praying to all the gods I knew that he wasn't hungry.

"I just wanted to find the source of that delicious smell." He said, and took a step forward. I involuntarily took a step back. His perfect white teeth glimmered in the dim light of the alley.

"Leave me alone." I said, and took another step back.

"No, I don't think I will. You simply smell too good to just leave. Why do you not smell like the others?" he asked, coming still closer. My heel hit the back of the alley. I was trapped.

"I'm not like the others." I said, and brought my wings out, hoping that he'd leave. Instead, he just clapped happily.

"I like chicken!" he announced. Then, a blur rushed me. My head hit the wall, and black spots danced across my vision. I gasped as something sharp pierced the side of my neck. Not close enough to hit the artery.

In a moment of pure panic, I lit my entire body alight with hellfire. The vampires' screams filled the alley. I scrambled to my knees, and put a hand on my profusely bleeding neck. The vampire was still screaming, before he suddenly stopped. A pile of ashes fell to the ground. I blinked a few times. I'd just murdered him. my first kill.

Flashback end.

I gasped as I came back to present time. I shook my head a few times to clear it, and instinctively put my hand on the bite mark.

"Nico?! Are you alright?!" Carlisle asked. I nodded mutely.

"Yeah." my voice was cracked, and hoarse. "I'm fine. That happens sometimes." I got out, and blinked a few more times to make sure that there were no black spots on my vision.

"Were you bitten?" Jasper asked from right beside me. I jumped a literal foot into the air, and turned. My hand was still on the bite mark.

"Yeah." I said, and hesitantly lowered my hand. the whole family was silent for a few moments.

"Then why aren't you a vampire?" Rosalie asked.

"I got all the venom out." I replied annoyed. Why did she need to know everything? "Took ages too." I added, and sat back in my seat. Jasper resumed his seat as well.

"Well, everyone here but Bella should be able to fight the newborns." Jasper said with a pointed look at my neck. I glared lightly at him.

"I can fight them, but my speed is no match. I think it's be better if I used my control over the shadows to make them easy pickings. Then, I could keep all of you relatively safe, and help out." I offered.

"How good is your control over the shadows?" Esme asked. I smirked, and raised my hands slightly. The shadows in the room immediately came up, and curled around my body like a snake. Then, I made them dance across the table, and get me some food from the kitchen. They came back with a bag of Lays. Why did vampires have chips? Never mind.

"I have pretty good control over them, but not for extended periods of time. I can hold them off for maybe 5 minutes before I run out of energy." I answered, and dropped the shadows. I picked up the chips, and opened them.

"Well, that's not very useful is it?" Rosalie asked. "I think that-"

Crunch. I bit through my chip slowly making a loud crunching noise. Rosalie stopped and starred at me.

"As I was saying, I think that Esme-"

Crunch.

"That Esme should be-"

Crunch.

"That she should stay with-"

Crunch.

"That she would be better off-"

Crunch.

"For the love of god stop!" she demanded turning to me. I blinked at her.

"Stop what?" I asked innocently. Then, I took a bit of chip, and crunched it loudly. She glared at me. everyone else was finding it rather amusing.

"Esme should stay near Carlisle, is what I was trying-"

CRUNCH.

Needless to say, Rosalie lost her shit.

End of chapter 8.

Yeah. here you are.

Pheonixspiritwolf: thanks for the review. my writing has improved considerably since I started writing this story, so I may or may not go back and redo the first couple of chapter because they make me cringe pretty badly. anyway, hope you like what I've done with it.