Well I have absolutely zero excuses for not updating this story in 3 years. Wow. All I can say is that I'm extremely sorry for making you all wait for an update. My life has been very crazy for the last few years, and now that I've finally graduated from college, I have a little bit more time on my hands to devote to writing. I really plan on just sitting down and spending my free time writing so that I can set out and finally finish a story. The other thing that really affected me updating this story, was that I honestly lost inspiration in it for quite some time. It really wasn't until a few days ago that I found some inspiration again and started writing. If you checked out my livejournal page, you would have noticed that after the last update (which I think was back in November, oops) was that I was currently editing this chapter. That was true for the most part, as I had it written out, sort of, but I never typed it and was hoping to get somewhat through chapter 3 before even attempting to type up chapter 2. My beta has been working furiously to edit this chapter after I had finally decided to type it up, and I am happy to say that I am getting close to finishing chapter 3. My beta has also encouraged me to stop making my writing process so nuts, and has therefore converted me to solely typing my chapters. I am happy to say that it's much easier for me to crank out chapters now. Anyway, this AN is getting super long, and I will stop now. Enjoy the chapter!

Chapter 2

After what seemed like eternity, the plane finally landed and we made our way out.

"Put this on," Felix said, throwing a black cloak at me. I made no attempt to catch the cloak, and it fluttered to the ground at my feet. Was this dude always going to be such a hoser?

"And what if I don't?" I asked while crossing my arms.

"Then you'll die."

"Ooh, I'm so scared," I said sarcastically, while pretending to be afraid. "Please. And who's going to kill me, you? You can't even touch me." I was grinning at this point.

"That's it!" Felix yelled before running towards me. Fear quickly replaced my amusement, however, as quickly as the fear appeared, it vanished when What's-His-Face stood in front of me, putting out his hand to keep Felix away.

"Now now Felix, I would advise against killing her," he said. Felix backed off, still looking angry, and turned to walk away.

"Fine," he said. "But if she comes anywhere near me, I'm not going to be held accountable for ending her existence." He then put the hood up on his cloak and continued to walk away.

"You really should not be so confrontational around Felix," What's-His-Face said.

"Then he should learn not to be an ass," I replied. "Besides, he started it." What's-His-Face sighed before picking up and handing the cloak back to me.

"You really do need to put this on," he said. "We tend to stand out quite a bit in the sun." I reluctantly took the cloak from him and put it on. What's-His-Face put the hood up on his cloak, and I did the same as he led me to where I was guessing my new home would be.

He led me to an alleyway where we caught up with Felix. He seemed very irritated that we made him wait, but probably more so since I was there. I grinned at him causing him to scowl at me before dropping down into a hole in the ground. What's-His-Face gestured towards the hole. I glanced around the area, but the only way out was through What's-His-Face, so I had no choice but to follow after Felix. As soon as I jumped down, What's-His-Face jumped down and landed right behind me.

Felix, still scowling, led me through a path leading towards a grate which Felix opened, and then proceeded to shove me through. It led into a bright room with a large wooden door.

"Felix," What's-His-Face said, in what I assumed was supposed to be a warning tone, but ending up sounding like he was just bored. Felix looked back at What's-His-Face and then continued to walk towards the door. What's-His-Face nudged me through the door which opened up to another hallway, leading to an elevator.

The three of us stepped in the elevator and took the short ride down. To my shock, when the doors opened, it looked like we were in some sort of waiting room. There was even a receptionist, and as Felix and What's-His-Face led me past her, I immediately smelled that she was human. When I froze to stare at her, What's-His-Face placed a hand on my shoulder as a warning, and I instinctively held my breath as we walked past her and through another set of doors that led to a huge, elegantly decorated room. Three vampires sat in the middle of the room, with a bunch of others surrounding them, all wearing cloaks that ranged from gray to black.

"Ah, Felix, Demetri," the one in the middle said before he began to stand. So What's-His-Face had a name now; at least I could stop calling him that. The vampire that spoke had long jet-black hair and appeared very young, however, his red eyes were clouded over, and his skin did not appear to be as smooth as Felix and Demetri's. I guessed this person was the Aro dude they mentioned earlier. "I trust everything went well." They nodded. "And who might this be?"

'Oh boy,' I thought. 'This is not going to go well.'

"We found her wandering in the woods while we were searching for any signs of the rumored vampires running around," Felix answered. Then Aro held out his hand and Felix reluctantly stepped forward and placed his hand in Aro's.

His eyes immediately went from interested to excited. To be honest, it was pretty creepy. He let go of Felix's hand and clapped his hands together.

"That is quite the interesting gift you have," Aro said. "May I?" Then he held out his hand the same way he had for Felix. I looked up at Demetri who gave me a slight nod before walking towards him and hesitantly placed my hand in his.

As soon as our hands met, I had the weirdest feeling as though someone was invading my mind, and I wanted it to stop. Before I knew it, he released my hand and backed up with the creepiest look on his face. It looked as though he couldn't wait to keep me locked up here like everyone else was. I was not okay with that.

"That is quite an interesting story you have, Iris," he said. "Or rather, Eris?" I let out an involuntary hiss at the sound of my name. I really hated that name, both of them. "And it is quite a fitting name for you, considering the circumstances." I continued to glare, waiting for him to explain why he had some weird obsession with my name. "Do you not know the significance?" I continued to glare. I honestly couldn't care less what the significance of my real name was. All I knew was that I never wanted anything to do with my old life again, and I wasn't so sure that I wanted much to do with this new life. "Your name is that of the Greek goddess of strife and discord."

"Well, to be quite honest, I hate it," I replied, still glaring. He just continued to smile in that creepy way. At that point, I was thinking I would have been better off staying with that Carlisle dude. 'Oh well,' I thought. 'Too late now.'

"My dear, it seems you have a choice to make," he said, ignoring my previous statement. "You can either stay here and join us, or you may choose to walk away." The tone and smile he had made it clear that I really didn't have any choice in the matter. Now I really wish I had stayed with that Carlisle dude.

I glanced over at Demetri, who seemed to realize that I knew what was going on, and gave me a slight nod. I turned back towards Aro and weighed my options. I was obviously outnumbered, so there was no way for me to get out of here alive, so my options were to agree with them or die. Frustrated, I sighed and reluctantly agreed to stay. 'I guess being here is better than being murdered,' I thought.

"Wonderful," he said, his excitement growing at the fact that I 'willingly' chose to stay. I knew he only wanted me around to use me as a weapon or something. Whatever it was that made me so special, he wanted control over. "Demetri, please show Eris where she will be staying." I growled lowly realizing he was doing this on purpose just to piss me off. Demetri gave a slight nod, and then led me through the doors opposite from the ones we entered through. He took me through the long hallway until after what seemed like forever, we stopped in front of one of the many doors in the never ending hallway.

"This is your room," he said while opening the door. I really wanted to hate it, believe me I did. But, considering the fact that I never had my own room before, or a room at all, I had no choice other than to like it.

Everything was beautifully decorated, the room filled with furniture in colors ranging from a light cream color, to gold. There was even a bed, which I felt was really pointless considering I could no longer sleep.

On the far side of the room, there were two sets of double doors. I opened the first one to find a bathroom, which I again, found pointless since I wouldn't need to use that either. The second set of doors turned out to be a closet. It was obviously empty, but Demetri assured me that it would be soon be overflowing with things for me to wear. I sighed realizing that that was what my life had become.

"Don't worry," Demetri said. "You will grow to enjoy living here." I highly doubted that I would ever enjoy living at that place. "Once Heidi returns with food, she will get you something more presentable to wear."

"Why?" I asked. "What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" I honestly had no idea what was so wrong with wearing jeans and sneakers. They were comfortable.

"Let's just say we are required to dress a bit more formally," he answered. Great, just great. I knew what that meant; frilly dresses and fancy shoes. I gagged internally. If there was one thing I hated more than the way I grew up, it was frilly dresses and fancy shoes. 'So long jeans and sneakers,' I thought sadly. I mentally gave my old wardrobe its very own funeral.

"Fine," I said sadly. Just then, a girl who couldn't have been older than 12, with pale brown hair and crimson eyes, like everyone else in this horrid place, appeared in the doorway.

"Heidi is back," she said. She had a very high-pitched voice and spoke as if she were bored. Hidden beneath the boredom, I could see an odd glint in her eyes that made me nervous. The way Demetri reacted to her presence only cemented that worry.

I finally noticed that she wasn't alone. Standing slightly behind her was a boy who looked very similar to her, only he had darker hair. He was slightly taller than her and appeared to be more calm and had a blank look in his eyes. He said nothing, and just stood there waiting to see what would happen next. In all honesty, I was more afraid of him than I was of the girl.

"Thank you, Jane," Demetri said with a slight bow of his head. "Come. Time to have a proper meal." For some reason, I highly doubted that I was going to enjoy what he called a 'proper meal'. I unwillingly went with them as Demetri led me back down the hallway that we had been in just minutes before.

Jane walked in front of us, with some air of authority that even Demetri didn't seem to mind, even though it seemed like if it came down to a fight, Demetri would win. Obviously there must be something about her that makes her superior, so I wasn't about to question that.

The boy that she came with, on the other hand, stood towards the back, as if he were putting me in between him and Demetri. At that point I felt as if I was being guarded, or rather escorted like I was some sort of prisoner. I could tell it was the latter by the time we got back to those doors, because throughout the walk, both the boy and Demetri kept glancing over at me as though I would try to make a break for it and run away at any moment. 'I wish,' I thought sadly. I knew I had zero chance of escaping, and even if I did, I had no idea where I was.

Jane pushed the doors open and walked through, followed closely by the boy. Demetri then put a guiding hand on my shoulder and brought me back into the room where I was immediately assaulted by the most amazing scent. My mouth began to water, well, more like fill with venom, as Demetri had explained on our initial journey here with Felix. I then realized that Demetri wasn't guiding me in, he was restraining me from attacking whatever it was that smelled so intoxicating.

I looked around the room and noticed there were a lot more people in here than there were before. There were a few vampires that I had not yet seen, but the rest were humans, which is what I realized I had been smelling. I knew I was in deep shit then; there was no way I was killing a human. As hard as I tried to fight against my instincts, the moment I had smelled fresh blood, and Demetri released me, I attacked. It felt as though I had no control over my own body as I viciously murdered those innocent humans. It wasn't until after every last drop of blood had been removed from the room that I had regained some sort of control over myself. I almost collapsed with the amount of remorse and self-loathing I felt for what I had just done.

"It seems as though you were destined for this lifestyle," Aro announced. I stared, wide-eyed and horrified about what had just happened, even more so knowing that I had been involved in that massacre. "Now then, shall we get you something more appropriate to wear?" I just continued to stare at him as the realization of this being my new life sank in. The numbness hit me, and I nodded my head as I let the lack of emotions take over. "Wonderful," he said. "Heidi, will you please take Eris to get some more presentable clothes?" I assumed Heidi answered him, and soon after, I was being led away, remaining silent the entire time. It wasn't until we ended up in another room, that looked similar to mine, that I finally got a good look at Heidi.

She was tall with long brown hair and a stunning smile. That wasn't what was most impressive though; her looks alone would make even the most confident girl in the world hate herself. The only way to accurately describe her would be that she was extremely beautiful, not that that would have affected my self-esteem any considering I couldn't give two shits about how I looked. For crying out loud, I wore sneakers and jeans and spent my entire life living in the woods. Looks weren't exactly high up on my list of priorities. Not to mention the fact that I wasn't exactly around mirrors a lot growing up.

Heidi then circled me as if she were assessing how much work had to be done in order to make me look presentable. When she was finished with her inspection, she stood directly in front of me.

"Well, for one," she started. "You need to clean yourself up. You look as if you've been living in the wild." Well, she was pretty dead on with that. "And then we need to get you clothes that are...gender appropriate." The remorse and self-loathing was starting to vanish, and in its place was anger. Oh hell no was I trading in my jeans and sneakers for dresses and fancy shoes. Don't get me wrong, I definitely saw this coming, but now that I was faced with the reality of actually having to wear that stuff, I was seriously pissed off. I scowled at her as she shoved me into the bathroom to clean up while she searched for a dress for me to wear. Apparently bathrooms were much more handy than I had originally thought.

Once I was all cleaned up, I walked back into the room and saw about 30 dresses, all in black, spread out all over the room. It felt like I was dress shopping to appear at my own funeral. Seriously, if I thought I was in hell before, I clearly had no concept of it up until now.

As soon as Heidi picked out the first dress, I knew right away I would hate it. The dress had wide straps, a ton ruffles and poof to it, and stopped right above the knee. That dress was better suited for a six year old than me.

I stared at that thing in disgust before Heidi practically forced me into the bathroom to try it on.

"Hell no am I ever wearing this!" I yelled as I looked at myself in the mirror. "This dress is for six year olds!" Heidi then pulled the bathroom door open, examined me for a moment, and then nodded her head before throwing another dress in my direction. I scowled at her before closing the door and trying the second dress on.

After what felt like hours of trying on dress after ridiculous dress, Heidi finally found one that she thought was good enough for me to wear. At that point, I was so annoyed by the whole ordeal that I didn't even bother looking at myself in the dress; I had enough of dresses and dressing up to last a lifetime.

Heidi showed me back to my room once she was finished, and assured me that she'd soon be filling my closet with similar clothes. Sighing, I nodded at her and she left, going off somewhere to do whatever it was that she did in this ridiculous place.

'Welcome home, I guess,' I thought sadly. I walked over to the bed and laid down, staring up at the ceiling just thinking. I tried to remember my life before the change, and could hardly remember anything. I could see bits and pieces of blurry memories, but it felt like I was seeing my life through a dirty window; nothing was clear. All this did was upset me further, and I started to think about what my life was going to be like after being trapped in this hell hole. Although it wasn't ideal, rather it was pretty much like a prison, I knew that I had no other choice. The mistake I made of leaving that Carlisle dude would always haunt me, but I knew I had to come up with some sort of plan to get out of that place.

Rather than think about all of the bad, I stared up at the ceiling, planning my eventual escape.

So I hope that after that extremely long hiatus, you all enjoyed this chapter. As always, please leave lots of love in reviews as they keep me motivated to write. I also know that you might be confused about the name change, but I assure you it's still the same old me. For updates on my story progress feel free to check out my livejournal page (link is in my profile). You can also feel free to pm me with any questions you have about this story or any of my other ones. My livejournal page is extremely accurate with my story progress, so if you're ever curious, check it out to see where I'm at. Alright, I think that's enough babbling for now. Until the next chapter!

~Incandescent Midnight28