A.N.: Are there Asian vampires? I've never seen them in fanfics or the books. There should be. Everything's a little better with Asians. –SHOT- Anyways, the title Soar. Um, I don't know. I really don't. What was I thinking? It just sounded like a good name, alright? Don't kill me.

Disclaimer: Nope, don't own it.

(Bella POV)

Then, as quickly as he leapt, he was gone. My breathing came fast and shallow. When my eyes adjusted, I could see something struggling in the darkness.

"William!" A voice shrieked, torn between anger and concern. As I looked closer, I could see the voice coming from a smaller figure restraining the red-eyed one I saw first.

The red-eyed figure, who's name I guessed was William, broke free of the smaller one's grasp and stormed back into the trees. The smaller one called after him again and, when no response came, sighed and walked towards me.

I retreated back to the edge of the clearing awkwardly on my hand and knees. From her high voice, I had concluded that the one walking towards me was female. She paused for a second, but continued to walk, more carefully and slowly than before. She stopped a few feet in front of me.

"Sorry about that," she stuck out her hand to help me up. I looked up and saw that she had golden eyes. "My name's Emily."

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I'm not really sure how I ended up sitting in their living room, four pairs of vampire eyes looking down on me. I didn't speak. They told me about themselves and asked about me, but I wouldn't speak. I knew my voice break and I would finally give in to that lump in my throat and start crying again.

From what I learned, there were four people in their family of sorts. There was the one girl, Emily and one that was called Roran. There was the one I had 'met' in the forest, William. The leaders name was Zaciel Fei. ( A.N.: That's pronounced ZA-See-El .Okay? ; )

They didn't know I knew they were vampires, I was sure of that. Like most of the vampires I've met, they were all unreasonably beautiful. Emily had inky black hair that was straight but curled into ringlets at the ends and ran down to the small of her back.

Roran had shaggy chocolate brown hair and a heart breaking smile. He was muscular, but a bit scrawny.

Zaciel had messy black hair. His looks were subtly Asian.

While Emily, Roran and Zaciel were all beautiful in their own way, there was something about Williams mahogany hair and baby face that so deeply mesmerized me. His hair color was similar to mine, but the red was more noticeable. It was short and untidy, the same style and Zaciel's, and by the way William looked at him it was cleared he revered him greatly. I found him attractive, and I was ashamed of that. I had to kick myself mentally some twenty times for thinking that way.

Edward's just left, Bella.

No. I can't let myself think about... him. The name brought on another round of grief. Emily seemed to have noticed.

"Are you alright?" She asked.

I stared up at her. What was I supposed to say? Yes? But I wasn't, not even close. Should I say no? It was the truth, but why should I explain my dreary existence to these people I've just met and have never spoken a work to? So I just stared at her, unspeaking, while she stared back.

After a minute of silence, her mouth twisted into a grimace.

"Ai yah!" She exclaimed in an exasperated tone and plopped back into an armchair. She was still staring at me, scrutinizing my face. "You haven't said a word to us all night! What can we do to make you speak?"

I decided I should say something, to be polite and put her out of her misery.

"Sorry." I croaked, the sound of my voice sounded foreign to me.

Her expression lit up. "Finally!" She laughed, throwing her hands up in the air. "I was beginning to think you can't talk at all, or at least couldn't say anything besides, 'he's gone.'"

Oops. Had I been saying that out loud?

"Who's 'he?'" I turned in the direction of the voice. William leaned casually on the doorframe of the entrance with genuine curiosity on his face. "Hey," he continued sheepishly. "Sorry about what happened before, you know, in the forest."

Emily laughed again. "You almost killed her, 'sorry' isn't going to cut it, buddy." She walked over and put a hand on his shoulder. I knew she thought I would know she was joking, but I understood the seriousness behind the statement.

"Will here is still a new b-" She stopped abruptly. The rest of the family stared at me in alarm, waiting to see what I would make of her words.

"Uh... uh, I meant, that..." She struggled for an explanation, looking around franticly. "We were, um, camping, and we were hunting for game and Will isn't very good yet..." She trailed off.

"It's alright, I know about you... About vampires," I said hoarsely.

The four of them stared wide-eyed at me, shocked.

"How?" Zaciel asked after a long silence.

"I… There used to be… another coven that lived near here," I explained weakly.

"Oh, right! What was it? The Cullens?" Emily exclaimed. "I think I heard Aro talking about them once." I winced when she mentioned the Cullens, but something in my brain clicked at the mention of… Aro, was it?

Zaciel frowned at me. "How did you find out?"

"I… guessed right."

"You guessed?" William looked at me skeptically. My heart skipped a beat when his eyes turned to me, and I kicked my self again.

"There's an Indian tribe that lived never here, I heard one of their legends…" I explained nervously, not sure if I should even be telling them this.

"Humans aren't supposed to know about us," Zaciel frowned. "Does the Volturi know?"

"The… what?"

He took that ask a no. Zaciel closed his eyes and shook his head. The rest of them looked at me, still surprised.

"What's the Volturi" I asked, not sure if I wanted to know the answer.

Zaciel paused before answering. "They're an old vampire family, in Italy. Aro, Marcus and Caius. They could be called the ruling family of our kind, I guess."

"What... do they do? Should they know that I know?"

Zaciel paused for an even longer period of time. When he spoke, he looked intently at my face with a strange expression on his face. "The Volturi exist to enforce our laws."

"Actually, there's only one law." Roran spoke for he first time. I looked at him questioningly. "Humans aren't allowed to know about our kind."

I stiffened slightly. "What happens to humans who know?" I looked around the room. They all looked uncomfortable.

"They're taken care of." William concluded with finality.

My mind was silent for a second. Death. Is that what's waiting for me now?

Did I want to die?

I remembered last summer.

James had been hunting me then. I remember running into the ballet studio, him telling me Renee was safe and the feeling of relief when he did. But, even then, I knew I was afraid of dying no matter how strong a façade I put on. I was afraid, of death, because of the things I'd leave behind. Charlie. Renee. The Cullens.

Edward.

But now, I didn't have Edward anymore. He didn't want me. What was the point of living Any longer? It would make sense to die if you had nothing to live for, no one would think any the less of you, right? And if death was going to relieve me of the anguish, shouldn't I welcome it without a second thought?

But I knew inside that death was not what I wanted, or needed. Because I'm human and humans are such selfish creatures.

I looked up. "Are... are you going to kill me now? Or take me to this Volturi?"

"Of course not." I looked at Emily. Her face was stern. The strode swiftly over to pull me in to a hug. I saw out of the corner of my eyes the rest of the family shooting warning glances at her.

She pulled away and looked my square in the face. "We can't let the Volturi know about you, or they'll come for you."

"Emily," Roran stepped towards us. "Emily, it's true she would be in danger from the Volturi if they find out, but they won't have to. They'll never know. She should just get along with her life as it nothing ever happened, and no one will be any the wiser."

"No!" I screamed before I even realized what I was doing. The all turned to me. "I don't think…" I struggled to explain my feelings. "I can't do that. I'll never be able to forget, and I don't want to forget. Even if it's painful."

I saw William look at me questioningly when I mentioned the pain.

"Hmm," Zaciel said thoughtfully. "Emily, maybe…"

"No." She seemed adamant. "That's not fair to her. If she doesn't want to forget, it's her choice. You know how I feel about doing that, Zaciel."

I smiled shyly at her and she smiled brightly back, but I wondered what they were talking about.

Zaciel sighed. "Then what do you propose we do about this?"

"You can't go back to you regular life, can you?" She looked at me with concern.

I shook my head. If I tried hard enough, I probably could. But I'd be a zombie, lifeless. It would make Charlie sad, and Renee would be worried. I didn't want that.

"What about the Cullens?"

"They… left."

"That makes sense," She said thoughtfully. Then her eyes sparkled. "Alright then. This is going to be fun. We fake our death, and you can come live with us. I've been looking for a shopping partner, anyway."

--- Chapter one END

Yay! The first chapter. I hope it's good so far. There are a few parts that seem hazy to me right now, but I'll work it out. I've been jotting down all my ideas in a notebook. I get inspiration at the strangest times, like listened to Sexy Back. I swear there's something wrong with me.

Before I bring Edward back into the picture, I want to be able to tell all of the Fei coven's stories first. I already got Emily and Zaciel's down. I hope you don't mind me stretching out her time with this coven a bit more.

Review, please! It makes me happy,