AN: New chapter! Thanks Bella Sangue for the reviews! You were the only one who reviewed last chapter and I appreciate it. I'm so excited for this story. At this rate I'll finish in less then a month!:)

"You have to be faster then that, Bella!" his voice was irritating.

"Are you sure you're a vampire? You're moving too slow for a human!"

I missed him by an inch.

"Close, but not good enough. Have I not taught you anything?"

Blaise was an arrogant prick. This I was sure of. He knew edging me on just made it worse. I missed again and his sneer broadened.

"Aw, little Bella is getting angry?"

I growled, "Shut up, Blaise."

You'd think after a week of spending practically the whole day together we'd warm up to each other. No such luck. I think he hated me more and more with each passing day. I dreaded training. He loved it. More accurately he loved making me feel like a failure. That was easy to do, as he was probably one of the best sword fighters to ever walk the earth.

Our relationship did improve I guess. We didn't ignore each other anymore. We just argued all the time.

He swung at me twice and I blocked both attempts. I could see he looked surprised. He'd never hit me of course, or Dee would murder him, but he made sure to stop only a millimetre away from my skin. I was alright with defending myself anyway. But it was literally impossible to get a hit on him.

We finally called a break, and I swung my sword over my shoulder. It wasn't even a real weapon. Dee insisted we used wooden ones, with dull edges, until I was good enough to use a metal one. According to Blaise I would never be good enough. Figures.

I was tired, and my muscles ached. We snacked on some animals that made the mistake of getting to close to us. The sun was just starting to peek over the trees, and shine of Blaise. It was quite distracting.

I groaned, "Maybe we should just call it a day. I believe you have the unfair advantage of blinding me."

Blaise let out his arrogant chuckle, "That would just add one more to the 'unfair' advantages I already have. But you are right for once. Tyr is coming back soon, and we should head back. I know Atticus planned on having a meeting."

We rose of the ground and started running back.

I haven't seen Tyr since that night I first went to the library with Atticus. Dee mentioned once or twice that he was on some errands and left the country. I tried to get her to be more specific, but I didn't have a lot of spare time. Atticus was right when he told me to enjoy it. My days seemed to consist of learning about vampire history with him and practicing with Blaise. Atticus felt obligated to keep me up to date with recent politics and global vampire events. It was quite interesting actually, so I didn't complain.

I was getting irritated by the fact that none of my abilities showed themselves yet. They were supposed to be revealed at random times, and according to previous records, brain and physical challenge brought them out faster. This was my motivation for training and as soon as I'd finally gained control over them, I hoped I'd never have to see Blaise's smirk again.

By the time we were back Dee and Atticus were already sitting in the living room. I realized soon enough that this was the official meeting room. The giant ballroom just outside the doors was rarely used. Occasionally I'd see one of them sitting on an uncomfortable looking chair reading a book, but I didn't find that too appealing. I preferred the library instead. It was warm and inviting. The walls were lined with shelves, filled with magnificent books, some, hundreds of years old.

Dee smiled at my appearance. My hair was in an awkward bun, and my clothes were muddy. I wanted to go upstairs and change, but I knew Tyr was to be home any minute, reporting with his findings. This was my chance to find out what he was up to and I wasn't about to miss it. I told myself this was the only reason I was so eager for him to come back.

Finally the doors swung open and his flawless form walked in. He looked a bit tired but his face remained perfect. I couldn't explain my unexpected giddiness at the sight of him.

Blaise's booming voice exclaimed, "Tyrael! So you did decide to come back! What kept you so long, warm blood or attractive women?"

I glared at Blaise but couldn't help but wonder if that was true.

"Nothing can keep me from coming back here, and being greeted with such brotherly love," Tyr's sarcastic voice made everyone laugh. It felt like a family reunion, and I couldn't help but think that I did not belong.

Dee was wearing a smile, "How about you sit down, Tyr, and tell us what exactly kept you so long?

The armchairs were taken and Tyr collapsed beside me on the couch. There was at least a foot of space between us but I felt strangely nervous. Only now I realised how tired he looked.

"Things are much more difficult then we expected," he announced gravely, all sarcasm gone from his voice. The other's faces changed as well.

"I went to Europe first, but the trouble with the group of vampires who threatened to expose themselves was over before I even got there. The Volturi were just taking their time before exterminating them. Some of them had impressive powers and the Volturie tried to get them to switch sides," Tyr paused.

"Were they successful?" Atticus's melodic voice sounded.

"No. Even through the group was poorly organized, the vampires were dedicated to the cause. They were really against feeding on humans, which goes against all of Volturi's principles."

I gasped. The first thing that came to mind was the Cullens. Was it them Tyr was talking about? They had extraordinary powers, alright, and they were 'vegetarians'. I had to know.

"Who were they?"

Four heads turned to look at me. I could see Tyr was confused by the question. Nevertheless he decided to answer, "A group of females. Four in total."

I felt myself relax and became irritated instead. Why did it matter anyway? The Cullens didn't mean anything to me anymore. My thoughts were stopped as Tyr continued.

"So after Europe, I decided to check up on North America. There are lots of vampire communities there and I met some of them. I travelled around Canada and United States, and everything seemed fine until I reached Seattle. A number of mysterious killing have occurred. Totally random, and seemingly without any motives. The corpses were all burned. We wouldn't concern ourselves with an issue like this normally, but the number of deaths is abnormally high. I have suspicions that our species might be involved. The police is all over the case and if the culprit is caught the results would be catastrophic," Tyr broke off and let us absorb the information.

Seattle. That was close. Too close to Forks. Suddenly I remembered my dad. I haven't thought of him for the past weeks at all. My memories of him seemed dull and foggy just like my emotions were as well. That life was over and I could never go back.

Would we really have to hunt down a killer? Would they even allow me to help? Probably not if none of my new powers appeared. What if this was all a mistake? What if I wasn't the chosen one? Sorry Bella, we were wrong. You can leave now.

I didn't even want to think about it.

Atticus broke the silence, "We'll have to investigate, eventually, but you need to rest. Training Bella also comes first. She is our number one priority. Two weeks have passed and nothing. Even though this is nothing to worry about, it just shows that we will need to concentrate even more on preparing her."

Tyr nodded and turned his head to look at me. It seemed he just saw me for the first time since he came back. My appearance amused him and I could see he was trying not to chuckle. I turned bright red and stood up.

"If you don't mind, I'm going to go up to my room to get cleaned up. Call me down if you need me," I crossed the room in three steps and rushed out. I could hear laughing behind my back.

It was all because of stupid Blaise. He just had to trip me all the time while we were fighting. My pants were dirty, arms scratched and I felt disgusting. And the other four vampires sat back there looking absolutely gorgeous even after a long day of work.

I was a vampire and still I felt uglier then them. Why was I fated to feel inferior to everyone for the rest of my life? I wanted to be beautiful like Rosalie, with perfect blonde hair and an unforgettable face.

I whipped the door open, and stormed into my room. I ripped the hair tie out and threw it on the floor. I tried not to look in the mirror but it was inevitable I'd pass it on my way to the bathroom. Suddenly a glimpse of someone caught my eye.

There was Rosalie, staring right at me. My mouth dropped open and to my surprise she copied me. I raised my hand and she raised hers. She was my reflection.

I let out a quiet yelp, and touched my face. My nose was smaller, and my lips fuller. The blond hair fell far past my shoulders. It felt so unnatural, so unfamiliar. I actually wanted myself back.

As soon as the thought entered my mind I began to transform. My hair shrunk and turned darker. My face started morphing and it wasn't too pleasant to watch. It tingled slightly, but not to the point of unpleasantness.

In less then 15 seconds I was back to normal, my brown haired reflection staring back at me.

I didn't move for a while, trying to decide if I hallucinated. I didn't dare try it again.

Eventually I went to my bed and lied down. Sometimes I really wished I could fall asleep.