A.N.: This chapter has a bit of Eddie's point of view. Because I said so. :) Well, the real reason is because I just really wanted to write a bit about how Eddie's feeling. I like writing sad bits. I'm so sadistic. :0 Now, I'll answer some of your questions before I go on.

As to whether or not they're going to change Bella, well, I'll tell you this. Bella will be changed, but not necessarily by the Fei coven. And I'm not going to tell you when it's going to happen. Soon, though, of course. And no, they're not all Asian, just Emily and Zaciel. More on that later, also. Sorry if my answers seem vague, but I can't give too much away. ;)

School's just started, so my posts might be less frequent, sorry about that. I'll try to update at least once every two or three days, but you never know.

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(Edwards POV)

I stared out the window of my Volvo, looking, but not seeing, the lashing rain and the blurred flashing of the street lights outside. This was the first time I ever wished I had the need to keep my eyes, and my mind, on the road and focusing on not crashing my car. But since I didn't have to, my mind was free to wander. And I really didn't want to think right now. I pulled into the driveway and dashed up the stairs to my room.

Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her. I could only think about her, what she was doing, how she was feeling. I didn't want to think about her anymore. I wished my existence, my stone-like existence, wasn't so un-changeable. Couldn't I just cut off the part of myself that held so desperately to my memories of her, the part that willed me almost every second of the day to drive, or even run if I had to, back to Forks and beg her to forgive me? And if that was too much to ask, couldn't I will myself to turn back on that side of me and block it from my mind? Repress the need? Would I be doomed to an existence of torture of seeing her every turn I make, made only worse by the fact that my existence was eternal?

But her reaction had scared me. I was prepared to lie. I had planned out everything I was going to say to her, to make her doubt me. Make her hate me, if I had to, even though I knew that every second I stood there would kill me a little bit more inside. But I had not expected it at all to be so easy; all it took was one word.

'No.'

I saw the look on her face when I had uttered that single word, it stilled haunted me. It was an expression of pure agony, like I had stabbed a knife into her heart and twisted it. I could hear the sound of her heart cracking over the sound of my dead, un-beating one breaking apart into millions of irretrievable pieces. I had tried to convince my self that her heart was human, and it would heal. She would be able to move on, even though I knew part of me, the illogical and selfish part, didn't want her to move on. Wanted her to remember me forever and love me forever. Even though she could not be with me, the one thing I couldn't stand to think about her in the arms of another man, someone who wasn't me. Someone who could be so much more, do so much more for her than I could. But the selfish part of me was still feeding me thoughts of how I was the only one good enough for someone like her, the only one who could give her enough love to be worthy of being with her.

No, I needed to distract myself. Do something, anything that demanded my full attention. There weren't many things that would fit that criteria, I realized that. There were only so many things that could occupy a being whose mind could wander in so many directions at once. But I couldn't just sit in my room, reaching out to hallucinations and clinging to the happier times with her.

I knew I had been useless for the past few days. At first I tried to move on, but I quickly realized that route would be impossible. I couldn't forget her while every little thing reminded me of her existence. For our kind, you can't just sand out our memories, or even repress them. I didn't know what to do, so I just stared blankly at a wall, concentrating on just letting go, not to think of anything else, become something other than what I was.

My family, Esme especially, were all almost as unhappy with my state as I was. Emmett thought of her as a younger sister of sorts, and definitely wasn't happy with me for hurting her the way I did. Rosalie didn't care much for her, but she loved our family. She couldn't bear to see me so broken over a human. Jasper still blamed himself for the entire ordeal even though the rest of the family all assured him it most definitely wasn't his fault. Carlisle and Esme were sad to see me sad. They saw me as their child, and being the loving parents they were, didn't want me unhappy. Alice refused to say a word to me, but I saw the worry, the anger and the confusion melting together in her eyes. They all controlled their thoughts around me, but words of accusation slipped out more frequently than not. Accusations I didn't even try to deny because I knew they were one hundred percent true.

Today, I guess, I just couldn't take not having her with me, not even thinking about her anymore. So I locked myself in my room, shut out their thoughts, shut out everything. I pulled me knees to my chest and closed my eyes, no bothering to shake off the longing or the pain anymore. I just let it come over me, reliving every minute I spent with her, recalling every conversation I shared with her, getting lost in the world of yesterday.

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(Bella POV)

I stared at Emily with the same shocked and unbelieving expression as everyone else in the room, while Emily just looked triumphant at her stroke of brilliance.

"Emily, that's going a bit far, isn't it?" Roran said incredulously.

"Is it?" Emily smiled, unfazed.

"That's out of the question." Zaciel said firmly. "We can't just go around faking deaths and changing random humans."

Emily frowned. "I'm sure you can see the Bella isn't exactly a random, normal human." I felt my face blushing furiously even though I knew she didn't mean that in an offensive way. "Besides, who said anything about changing her?"

"We can't exactly have her live with us if she's a human, can we? You know Will's control isn't even closed to perfect yet." Roran said as William shot him a glare.

"I know that. But what else can we do?" Emily asked softly. "And, anyway, it'll be good practice for Will, wouldn't it?"

"It's hardly practice if Will kills the girl."

"He won't!"

"How can you be so sure?"

"Because Will wouldn't!"

"How can you be so sure?"

"Don't you think I'd have a better grasp of his control than all of you do?"

"That still doesn't mean the girl can just come live with us. I'm sure she doesn't exactly appreciate being used to practice on, anyhow."

"You don't mind, do you? Bella?" She turned to me.

I pondered a minute. I'd much rather come live with vampires then go off on my own, even if they weren't... his coven, they still seemed nice enough. And even though they won't change me, I'm not sure I still wanted to be changed. What was the point of immortality of there was no one to share it with? I might even enjoy being with them, maybe I'd want to be changed after all. In a few years. And William...

I shook my head.

"See?"

"I don't mind having her." Everyone stared at William. I was surprised he didn't think of me as a nuisance.

Roran sighed and sat back down in a sofa. He turned to me, brow furrowed. "Is that what you want?"

I was silent for a minute. "Well, if it's not too much trouble for you..."

Emily was suddenly in front of me, holding my hands in hers. "It's no trouble at all."

I stared nervously back at her. Is this what I really wanted? I thought of the consequences of going in this direction. Now that he was out of the picture, it seemed like I had nothing to lose. But now that I have to chance to act, it seemed like I was giving up a lot of things. Most of all, it would kill Renee and Charlie if—

Wait. Charlie?

I stood up abruptly. "Charlie." I said franticly. "He's probably still out there! Looking for me! What should I do? Go out there?"

"Bella. Make you decision now." Roran looked at me. "Which path do you want to choose? You still have a choice here. If you go back out to meet the search party, you won't have another chance. Ever. If we're going to make them think you're dead, we have to do it now."

I bit my lip, a habit for when I'm nervous and under pressure. Charlie, Renee... I didn't want to hurt them. "I'm worried about... how my family would feel if I 'died.'"

Emily seemed deep in thought for a minute. "Zaciel," She began, looking a bit nervous and unsure, as if she was about to do something she knew she was going to regret. "Do you think... it would work... if I...? She knows a lot of people; would I have enough time to get to everyone before someone gets suspicious?"

Zaciel looked at her, surprised. Roran looked at Emily with an expression that was something between worry and chagrin. I noticed William leaving the room.

"Emily... You've never purposely suggested doing that." Zaciel seemed amazed.

"What the heck are you talking about?" I demanded. It sounded as if they planned to kill everyone I knew, and that definitely was not how I wanted to do this.

Zaciel waved me off. "It won't work. There's not enough time. It would be the perfect solution if it weren't on such a big scale."

Emily sighed. "Then how should we go about this?"

"Let's just keep this simple. They knew she went into the forest, we could just smear her blood on a tree or something and make them think she got caught by a bear." Roran shrugged.

Emily wrinkled her nose. "Do you think that would work?"

Roran suddenly grinned. "Humans are quite easy to fool, aren't they?"

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ONE DAY LATER

I sighed as I sat in their couch, waiting for Emily to come back from my house. She had left to gather some of my old clothes so I'd have something to change into and retrieve possessions I wanted to keep. I wanted to go myself, but she had said that I wouldn't be able to do it fast enough or quiet enough, and the entire faking-my-death thing wouldn't exactly work if Charlie found me in my room, packing as if I was going on a trip.

Zaciel, Roran and William all went on a hunting trip. They decided that, since I was going to be here a while, they should go hunting more than usual, especially William. William looked quite disgruntled about being treated that way, but made no objection.

So now I was left by myself in the Fei's gigantic house. It wasn't quite as big as the… other coven's, but it was still bigger than most houses in a typical suburb.

No, I still couldn't think of the 'other coven's' name, and particularly not a certain member of that coven. That was the problem with being left on my own, too much time to think. And thinking about painful things was not high on my to-do list right now.

So I decided I should keep myself busy somehow. I went up the spare room that was now mine. Then I realized all my books were still at my old house, so I decided to explore the house a little. It wasn't snooping, I convinced myself, but I needed to know more about these vampires if I was going to live with them. I went into the room across the hallway from mine first. And sign on it told me it was Emily's room. I was pretty sure she wouldn't mind, Emily had been more than enthusiastic about me staying here. I opened the door softly. I tried my best to be quiet, even though I knew I was the only one in the house.

The inside of it was pretty much how I expected it to be. Cheerful, but calming. And very, very big. It was refreshing. It might've reminded someone of the waiting room of a spa, I guess. There was even a small stone pond with a running fountain in one corner, with a few red and black goldfish inside. Most of the tables were made with glass. It was very neat, everything in its place, organized. I walked around a bit and was about to leave the room when I noticed a picture hanging on the wall. It was in a plain glass frame, not ornate like some of the other things hanging on the walls. It looked tucked away, like something you didn't particularly like but just couldn't bear to remove.

I walked closer to get a better look at it. It was a portrait that looked very old. It looked familiar; it was a second before I realized what it was. It was a picture of Emily, when she was human. She looked different. Her face was still the same, a sweet face that looked like someone that modeled clothes for little children. Her hair was completely straight, though, and a lot longer. Her clothing looked a bit tattered. But the reason it took me a while to realize what it was at first was the expression on her face. It looked like a brooding child, but if you looked closely, you could see the pain and sadness in her eyes. Emily didn't strike me as the kind of person who could make an expression like that, even she was human.

Suddenly, I realized I didn't know anything about any of the Fei coven's lives. I had made this decision so fast; I hadn't realized what a big decision it was. I was surprised at how hard the realization struck me. I was going to live with people I'd just met a day ago. Was I crazy?

No, I wasn't crazy. I was desperate. I thought I would never see another vampire again. I think that, even if this coven did drink from humans, I doubt I would've turned down the offer to live with them if they suggested it.

But before I could beat myself up for not taking longer to make my decision, a new desire burned in me. I wanted to know. I wanted to ask the Fei coven about themselves, about why they were in Forks in the first place, why they were vampires, how they became vampires. They didn't seem like bad people. And it couldn't hurt to ask.

I heard the door slam downstairs and make a dash into my room. Emily peaked in the doorway with an oversized suitcase.

"Here's your stuff." She smiled, dropping the suitcase by my bed.

"Thanks..." I debated about how I should ask the question. I couldn't let her know I went into her room. I was pretty sure she wouldn't mind, but I couldn't be sure. "Umm, Emily. Do you think I could ask you questions about your family?"

She looked at me, confused.

"I meant, since, you know, I'm going to stay with you, I might as well get to know you better." I added, saying the words too fast they got all jumbled up.

She smiled at me. "Of course. But I'm sure some of your questions are not for me to answer. We can have a... meeting. When the rest of them get back."

I nodded. "But, can I ask you something for right now?"

"Sure."

"Who changed you?"

"Zaciel." She answered without hesitation. "Zaciel changed all of us."

I nodded thoughtfully.

"Now, they'll be back soon." She smiled again. "You can ask whatever questions you want, alright? I want you to trust us."

I nodded again. I wouldn't forget.

--- Chapter 2 END

A.N.: Not much of an ending. Oh well. Please feel free to ask any questions, I'll try to answer them as fully as I possibly can without ruining the story.

I tried finding pictures of the Fei coven, but I designed them in my head before and I can't find good pictures to go along with what I had in mind. I might draw them. That might be fun. (See my dA! Link in my profile.)

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