A/N: I'm back people.

All around me was pitch-black darkness. I guess I should've expected that, being so close to death, but I didn't feel disconnected from my physical body, no feeling of floating up into heaven, or falling down into hell.

I tried to remember the exact details of before: I came home at night, Victoria and a boy, named Riley tortured, then slaughtered all three of my parents, cutting and stabbing me, forcing me to watch the small killing spree. I waited all night looking at my dead parents, laying on the floor, bleeding, and then the day broke and Angela and Ben came to my house, found the gore in my kitchen. Finally, after hours, I slipped into unconsciousness.

But now, I was gaining my consciousness back, and this time, when I opened my eyes, there was a bright glare, blinding me. When I recovered, I saw that the room I was in was pale white on all the walls, similar to-their house.

I didn't know why there was a lump in my throat when I tried to say the name. Maybe it was because my biological, and stepdad were dead, and I didn't have them to comfort me like before. But, I had no way of knowing for sure.

"Bella?" Angela asked, though her voice sounded very distant.

I groaned.

"Oh THANK GOD." She said, her voice coming to normal then. "Ben, get the doctor, she's AWAKE."

"Doctor?" I asked silently.

"You're in the hospital, Young Isabella." A male voice said, one that didn't belong to Ben, but somehow familiar.

I tried to sit up, but that only brought up pain. I flinched back down to the pillows.

That's when I felt a pressure on my shoulders.

"Don't strain yourself Isabella, you'll only make it worse." He said; the man was very broad-shouldered with a full head of dark brown hair and a goatee.

"Aldrich, she's still so weak." A soft woman's voice said. When I looked at her, I saw that she had a petite form, with reddish-brown hair: Almost the color as- his bronze locks.

Wait, Aldrich? The man from-wherever I was a few days ago? Then that must mean-

"Philomena?" I asked, my voice sounding like I had a frog in my throat.

"Yes, my Dear." She said.

"Um, Bella?" Angela asked, getting my attention. I could tell from the tone of her voice she wasn't feeling very comfortable at the moment. "I'm going to go with Ben, so you guys can talk." And with that, she left.

"So, where's everyone else?" I asked, trying to start a conversation.

"They're back at the house. We thought that, having all seven of us here would be too overwhelming for you." Aldrich said gently.

I just nodded.

"But, they're anxious to meet you, but we promised them that as soon as you can leave the hospital, we'll take you to meet them." Philomena said in the same tone.

Wait a minute-

"Where is your house?" I asked, fearful. Even with all that's happened to me, I didn't want to leave Forks.

"We used to leave in Atlanta-" I cringed, but before I could open my mouth to protest, he cut me off. "But we thought that it would be best to move here so we could help you."

I sighed in relief.

"But, where is your house?" I asked again.

"It's on the edge of town, surrounded by foliage." Philomena said.

Fear struck me again: Not their house. Please God; don't let it be their house.

"It's a large-angled mansion made from sand-colored stones, some tany-brown, lots of windows, and three chimneys." Aldrich said. (I suck at describing the front of the house, I'll post some pictures of it.")

I sighed again.

"Did the doctor say when I could be released?"

"They're still contemplating that Isabella, what with your injuries."

"Call me Bella." I said. "My full name is way too formal."

"We think it's a beautiful name, but 'Bella' nice too." Aldrich said.

"Can I ask you guys a question?"

"That's what you've been doing, dear." Philomena said.

I laughed, but stopped a few seconds after.

"When I was-dead, you told me you would teach me. What did you mean? What about a 'Spirit World'?"

They didn't answer right away; they looked at each other for what felt like minutes. Then they turned back to me, both of them taking my hands into theirs.

"Bella?" Aldrich said cautiously. "We, and I mean all of us, know that the ones that tortured you were vampires." I was about to speak when he put his finger to my lips to stop me. "Let me finish. We know because, we were able to see it through the locket you're wearing. That locket holds all of your powers along with an extra ability, or gift. It also serves as a connection to the others with the same type of powers."

"I don't understand." I said, confused out of my mind. "What powers? What ability or gift?"

Aldrich drew in a deep breath.

"You are a bender Bella."

"Bender?"

"Someone who can manipulate an element." Philomena said.

"Okay and what-"

"Water." They said in unison.

I stared, wide-eyed at them. "How do you know that?"

"When you were still unconscious, the nurse set down a glass of water in case you did wake up. But shortly after, you start tossing and turning, and while you were doing that, the water started to move, without anyone physically touching the glass."

To say I was completely dumb-founded at that point would be a complete understatement. I didn't think it was possible to become more so than I already was.

"And what about all the weird things that have been happening, and why the hell did I regurgitate the venom when I should have been writhing in pain?"

"They're all symptoms of the change." Aldrich said. "Your powers were developing throughout your body and still doing so when they bit you.

As for your ability, we didn't find out until that gruesome event was over, and you were still breathing."

"So, what is it?" I asked, but a voice in the back of my head told me I already knew, though I didn't think it was possible.

"You are immortal, Bella." Aldrich said slowly, and quietly.

I stand corrected, or lay I guess. But how the hell was that possible? I thought only vampires could be immortal.

"How?" I asked with a lump in my throat.

"We aren't sure dear." Philomena said gently. "The abilities are given to us randomly, but you are not the only one in our family. Fredrick and Blythe are immortal as well."

"Why didn't you tell me before?"

"We wanted to dear." Philomena said. "But everyone has to find out on their own."

I closed my eyes, and took deep breathes, trying to take in everything that they said; a water bender? –

"What I do as a water bender?" I asked. "Specifically, I mean?"

"You will be able to fight, cool things obviously, and one other thing." Aldrich said.

"What?" I asked anxiously.

"Heal." He said

I stared, my mouth forming an 'O'.

"You mean I will be able to treat my wounds?"

"And other peoples' as well."

I sat back against the pillows, trying to take everything they said in: I could heal, I guess that's a regular necessity for me, considering I'm prone to klutziness. However, that wasn't the real extraordinary fact here; I was immortal. That was still unbelievable to me, but if I was immortal, then I wouldn't grow old, and I would never-

OH MY GOD. I screamed to myself- Edward, the Cullens…- It no longer hurt to say those names anymore because, if I ever crossed paths with any of them in the future, I would still be the same, even though I would have some serious explaining to do. And Edward can run, and make up all the excuses he wants, but I will still be there.

The epiphany of these facts made my head swim, and I was sure I must have either passed out or had just been so lost in my thoughts, that Aldrich and Philomena were shaking my shoulders, and screaming at my to snap out of it.

"So what happens now?" I asked.

"Well, " Philomena started, "once the doctors say your are ready to be released, you are going to come live with us."

"We thought that would be best," Aldrich said, "considering what happened at your house." He said more cautiously.

I cringed a little at the reminder, but pulled the memory back before it hit full force. I relaxed after a few seconds, and then nodded for them to continue.

"Fredrick and Thomasina are packing things from your room as we speak."

"How many hours a day do I need to practice the bending?"

"A few hours at least." Aldrich said.

"Bella Dear, you should rest. You can ask more questions when you wake up."

I nodded, and closed my eyes.

SO, SO, SO Sorry for the wait, I've been so busy.

I need a few suggestions for the story.

How should Bella run into Edward?

Should Bella meet some of the other Cullens?