Here's the next chapter guys, and I'm just gonna do the stupid disclaimer because I can never seem to write a good authors note. So here we go.

Disclaimer: I in no way own Twilight, and anything recognizable belongs to Stephanie Meyer. I do, however, own the plot, and Alex. Enjoy :)

"Let's get to know each other. How about we go from oldest to youngest, yes?" I asked as I sat Indian style on the fluffy white rug. Carlisle cleared his throat from the seat I had vacated and began telling me all about his life story. He then said Jaspers name and then his "son" began at Carlisles stopping point. This sytem of story telling went first from Carlisle, then to Jasper, who passed it off to Edward. Next came Esme, then Alice, to Rosalie, and Emmett. Bella was the last vampire to go, then I was told about Renesmee's life, and finally Jacobs. It was my turn to go, and I was terrified. What if they didn't accept my "sciences."

"Well, I was born on Friday, April 15, 1999, (BTW it's July 2016 right now in the story, so she's 17) to a very special woman, and a sick, sick man. My mother, Mary Anne Pacina by birth, trained horses for a living, but that's not what made her special. In my family, the first born girl inherits a lot of power, but I'm not talking your usual shifter power. I'm talking magic.

"About one thousand years ago, an old man put a curse on my ancestor. This curse said that she would forever bare girls, and they too would be cursed to handle magic. This was a curse then because anyone involved in the dark arts was sacrificed as a witch. Now, as you know, things get forgotten over time, books fade, memories change, and for generations the women in my family have been trying to figure out what the curse is. Now I'm sure nobody would care, but this magic is good; it's like being a sorceress. I use a book of spells and potions, or I can use hand magic, but the special thing about me is exactly how much I'm capable of.

"Everyone since the curse has had one special ability -like a... Well, we'll call it a field of expertise. But that's all they could do. Every single one of them wrote it down in my book, but I can harness every power in there and more. My hand magic is easy, and I can naturally read Latin. Latin is what the book is written in, and any verbal spell has to be cast in it, that's why the curse has gone so long a mystery.

"My shifting came from a poison put into my blood to save me from my own family by mother. As I said, my father is... Er, was, a very sick man. He was sick in the head, greedy, and filled from head to toe with lies. What I mean is, in his family, its traditional to have two sons, and that's it, but because of the quirk in my moms DNA, a baby girl came first. Now you can only imagine the rage, when not only does he have a daughter, but she's first born. So, of course, the only rational thing to do I kill her and make it look like an accident. Please note my sarcasm.

"At only three days old he tried to drown me, but was stopped by my mother. She knew it would continue, so she fed me the vile of poison. This poison gave me the shifting ability, and that meant I wouldn't be killed, would heal extremely fast, and would one day be a strong predator. But it also meant that I couldn't have children, and the magic would end. What she didn't anticipate was that after the 250 years since the vile had been made, a change in cells gave me the wolf gene as well as the feline.

"She died only a year after my first phase, and I've had to harness my power alone, with a greedy man who wanted to sell me to the government hot on my tale. The car crash that took my mother and brothers was only two years ago, and I've had to support myself this entire time. If even the twins had survived it would be so much easier, but it just didn't happen that way." I had silent tears streaming down my face by now, and was looking up through blury eyes at my new family. The women were all sobbing, and the men -save Emmett who was on the floor, frame racked with sobs- looked to be on the brink of breaking down as well.

"Well, that's about it, and I'll explain the attachment to my horses when they get here. We have about one week to get a barn up before the boarding facility realizes that I'm not paying them."

"I have a question!" Edward blurted out, and I nodded for him to continue.

"Why can't I read your mind?" That was a good question, maybe it was the shifting ability blocking it. They had explained any extra abilities while telling life stories, so I was all caught up in that aspect.

Esme suddenly stood, dragged Carlisle up, and I think I heard her whisper that it was time for a trip to the store. Rose, Alice, and Renesmee had sent they're men outside to start working, and Edward and Bella were sitting at the piano while he played. It looks like he gets whatever he wants.

"I can show you to your room if you'd like," Rosalie offered her hand to help me up and I gratuitously pulled myself up with it. I smiled and had to comment. This was my home, and I was about to make it feel even more so.