A/N: Hey! Thanks for the great reviews! For those who asked, yes, Mel's power does go away in rain or water. The idea comes from the amazing musical/book Wicked and Frank L. Baum's wonderful novel the Wizard of Oz. Both of which are wonderful! The musical is amazing, and I am obsessed with it. Emily's power won't pop up until later, as will Mel's second power. So, review, enjoy, and review! LOL! Oh… I've forgotten about Ms. Dawson. For those of you who are wondering what on earth happened to her, let's just say she went on a really long two year vacation in Isle Esme and that's why she's not here… Sound okay to you? Key to the next chapter (sorry this is really long) Underlined is Fred. Italics is Emily. Normal is Mel. Bold is Andrew or another Cullen vamp.

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I watched Catherine run at an amazing speed. She dashed out of the building and disappeared into the pounding rain. I followed her silently, convinced that I knew her from somewhere. The ring on her finger backed up my theory. Catherine was stopped a few yards outside of the auditorium door, relaxing in the rain, her features distorted. I started in surprise: Streaks of auburn were dripping down her back and Catherine's auburn hair was lengthening at an incredible speed, darkening as it lengthened to a deep black. Her hair stopped abruptly at her waist and I watched her shrink to a familiar height of five feet seven inches. Was it the Melody I knew? It couldn't be; this girl was too inhumanly beautiful. Her skin was pale, her figure slim, and her tread graceful. I couldn't see her eyes, but I knew they wouldn't be the clear, pure blue of before. Without warning the girl took of into the rain, following an invisible trail. Foolishly, I followed after her.

~*~

Where was Emily going, and how did she escape the careful eyes of Carlisle and Esme? Alice and Jasper, I remembered as I followed the fresh scent of human blood, were doing the Harvard route again, while Rose and Emmett were vacationing in England. A fresh wave of blood drifted on the trail and I had to fight my thirst.

"Come on, Mel! You can do this!" I muttered, clenching my abnormally (for humans) pale hands into fists.

"MELOLDY!" I whirled around, teeth bared in a low growl.

"Relax! It's just me!" Andrew said from my right. I smiled, warmth bubbling up inside me at his appearance.

"How did Emily get here?" I asked, holding on to the warmth.

"She gave Carlisle, Esme, and Anne the slip while they were hunting. Alice didn't see her escape, and Jacob was preoccupied with Nessie." Andrew was tense, his eyes flicking from side to side, looking for Emily with all of his senses.

"Anne Dawson is back?" I was surprised.

"Yes, she came back two days ago." He opened his mouth to say more but I cut him off with an angry hiss.

"She's spilled more blood. Another student is dying." I concentrated harder. "She's in the near the French House." Andrew was gone in a flash. I crouched, prepared to follow, when a determined voice stopped me.

"What are you people? Are you even human?" Fred's voice asked, with barely a quiver.

"Fred," I said wearily. "Go back. You can't help, and I'm not going to answer your questions. Just go back."

"Melody?" His jaw dropped.

"No, I'm Hermione Granger." I answered sarcastically, letting my frustrated feelings show.

"But how? I saw you…"

"Fred! Go back!" Without another word I turned and followed Andrew into the rain.

~*~

I knew they were following me, following the scent trail and the bodies scattered on the path. I could care less. All I cared about was blood and more blood. The scent trail I was following was evading me. I couldn't find it. And then, like the strike of lightning that struck ground a few feet away from me, I could smell the scent. It was right behind Mel's flowery scent. Grinning in pleasure, my prey visible, I stepped forward, acting like the eight-year-old girl I was.

~*~

The little girl stepped towards me, drenched in rain, eyes downcast with tears sliding from the half-closed lids. She too was stunningly beautiful, with curly blonde hair and small, porcelain doll features, like the Madame Alexander dolls Melody collected.

"Are you alright?" I asked, stepping forwards.

"I can't find my sister!" She wailed. I dimly recognized her features, but the girl I remembered had a smiling face and never cried.

"It's alight." I soothed. "She probably got lost in the rain." Trustingly, the little girl put a cold hand in my warm one. She faced me and I knelt on the soggy ground. Smiling in a sinister way, she stepped forward a small, hesitant step and placed her cool lips on my neck and bit down.

~*~

"NO! Emily! What are you doing?" I froze, listening to Mel's thoughts. Bella and I had been close by Sewanee, Tennessee when Carlisle had called, telling us about Emily's escape. We were in the Sewanee campus now, looking for Emily, and that's when I heard Mel's anguished thoughts, chaotic as they were, they helped me find her.

No… Stay away from Fred! What is it with vampires and Fred? Don't kill him! I've gotta do something! But what? Oh God… I can't watch… The thirst… I'm so thirsty… Just a sip… No! That's Fred out there, Mel! Oh God… I can't take this!

She sobbed then, by now I was close enough to see and hear her. She was standing in the fringe of the trees, watching Emily drain Fred's blood. She was frozen in a paradox of pain and intense desire. Lightning flashed threateningly and thunder grumbled, barely masking Fred's scream. Andrew appeared by Mel's side and I heard her jumbled thoughts calm as he led her away. Now, it was my turn. Time to save Fred.

~*~

Not Fred… Not Fred… What was Emily thinking? How could she? She knew about what I felt for him, and that hadn't changed, even with my love for Andrew.

"Emily! Stay away from Fred!"

"It's too late, you can't save him now, Edward. I'm full anyway." There was a squelch as Fred's limp body collapsed on the muddy ground. "Make the choice: vampire or death? I've drained too much blood."

"NO!" I cried out, hating Emily with every fiber of my being. How could she do that to me?

"Make the choice Edward."

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