Disclamer: i do not own any of the twilight characters, or any phrases they may have used :D

sorry this took a while guys, i had writers block, but i got over it.

read away...

We made it back to campus after about 5 minutes. Alice was waiting for us at the parking lot, my stuff in hand.

"Alice? How did you get that out if my locker?" I asked when we got close to her.

All she did was smile sweetly. Jasper chuckled.

"Ok Bella, I told Rose, Edward and Em that you guys will meet us at my house, so why don't you and Jazz take your bike? Esme also called Carlisle, so he should be there when we get home." Alice handed me my helmet, but kept my bag and stuff.

"Ok." I really don't think I had a say in the matter, so all I could do was agree. That and the fact that she was already skipping over to Edwards Volvo.

I led Jasper over to my bike and climbed on. "I'm driving," I told him as I put my helmet on.

He sighed and climbed on after me, wrapping his arms around my waist. I smiled to myself and started the engine.

We made it out of the lot after Edward, but as soon as I hit the street, I whizzed past his already speeding vehicle. I heard Emmett's booming laughter behind us and I could feel Jasper chuckling.

I swerved in and out of the slow cars on the road and surprisingly made every light, so I didn't have to stop. We made it to his house in about 3 minutes.

I skidded to a halt a couple feet from the porch, and cut the engine.

Jasper got off the bike and was shaking his head while I hopped over to him. "What?" I asked him.

"Jeeze Bella. You really do like speed don't you?" He was smiling as he said that.

"Hells to the yea!" I winked at him. "How long do you think it will be before they get here?"

"Hmmm… probably another 2 minutes or so."

I went to sit on the porch steps, taking Jasper along with me. I rested my head on his shoulder and he wrapped him arm around mine.

We sat there for about a minute when Edwards Volvo pulled up. I jumped up and up my hands on my hips.

"Gosh, you take sooooo long. We've been waiting here for like ever!" I told them.

"Well, not all of us can weave in and out of traffic Bella." Emmett playfully nudged me in the shoulder.

I laughed. "Come on, lets just go." I gestured to their house.

"You really don't care, do you Bella?" Rosalie asked.

I looked at her, and all of them looked at me curiously. I smiled. "No I don't. You don't kill humans, so why should I care what you are?"

She smiled slightly and headed into her house. I followed and took Jasper's hand.

Esme and Carlisle were waiting in the living room so that we all could talk. Alice and Edward sat on one of the loveseats, Jasper and I in the one across from theirs, Emmett took one of the huge chairs and Rose sat on the arm. Esme and Carlisle stood in the front of the room, waiting for us to get situated.

I smiled at them, and they smiled back.

"Ok, so how did this happen?" Esme asked, looking at me. "Alice told us that you found out, but she didn't go into details."

"Well, Jasper and were in a little clearing close to the school. The sun came out and, well, made him sparkle. Alice I guess tried to stop it or something, but it was too late, so they explained what they, what you, are," I told them, a little uncomfortable. Jasper took my hand and made me clam. I smiled at him.

"Ok Bella, I'm going to explain it all. You may already know some of it, but this will clear some things up. Ok?" Carlisle told me. I nodded for him to go on.

"I was changed in the 1640's in London. My father was an Anglican pastor, he was enthusiastic in his persecution of Roman Catholics and other religions. He also believed very strongly in the reality of evil. He led hunts for witches, werewolves and vampires.

"When my father grew old, I was placed in charge of the raids. At first I was considered a disappointment; I was not quick to accuse, to see demons where they did not exist. I eventually discovered a coven of true vampires that lived hidden in the sewers of the city, only coming out at night to hunt." He paused. I smiled encouragingly to go on.

"The people gathered at the place where I had seen one of the vampires exit onto the streets. Eventually one emerged. He called out in Latin to the others when he saw us. He ran through the streets, and I followed him. I was one of the quickest there, only 23 years old, so I was in the lead. I guess the creature was very hungry, because he just turned around and attacked. He fell on me first, but the rest of the mob was after him, so he defended himself. He killed 2 other men, and made off with a third, leaving me there, bleeding on the street." I gasped quietly, really into the story. He stopped talking.

"What happened next?" Jasper chuckled at my interest. I hit him in the arm.

Carlisle smiled at us. "I knew what my father would do if he found me. All the bodies would be burned, I would be too, anything infected by the monster would be destroyed. I acted merely on instinct, I crawled myself to safety. I hid in rotting potatoes. It was a miracle I was not discovered. After three days I knew what I had become. I hated it.

"I tried to destroy myself, but everything I tried, failed. I tried starving myself, growing hungry and weak. I stayed away form the human population, noticing my willpower was weakening, too. For months I wandered by night, seeking the loneliest places.

"One night, a heard of deer traveled by where I was hiding, and I attacked without a thought. My strength returned, and I realized there was an alternative to becoming like the creatures I had hunted." He paused, making sure I was listening. I nodded.

"I made better use of my time, studying by night, planning by day. I traveled to France and continued on in Europe, to universities there. At night I studied music, science, medicine- realizing that is what I wanted to do; save lives, through medicine. It took 2 centuries of effort to perfect my self-control. I am all but immune to the scent of blood, and I am able to do the work I love without agony." He smiled at me. I could feel my eyes shining with awe at his work.

"I was studying in Italy when I discovered some other there. They were much more civilized and educated than the wraiths of the London sewers. There I met with three of the most powerful of our kind; Aro, Marcus and Caius. Nighttime patrons of the arts.

"I stayed with them for a short while, just a few decades. I greatly admired the civility, their refinement, but they persisted in trying to cure my aversion to my 'natural food source,' as they called it. They tried to persuade me, I tried to persuade them, but to no avail. At that point, I decided to try the New World. I dreamed of finding others like myself. I was lonely and along"

"Did you find anyone?" I interrupted. I immediately felt bad about that, but I wanted to know.

Carlisle chuckled. "Not for a long time. But as monsters became stuff of fairy tales, I found I could interact with unsuspecting humans, as if I was one of them. I began practicing medicine. But as the companionship I craved evaded me; I couldn't risk familiarity.

"When the Spanish influenza hit, I was working in a hospital in Chicago. I had been turning over an idea in my head for several years, and I almost decided to act on it – since I couldn't find a companion, I would create one. I wasn't absolutely sure how my own transformation occurred, so I was hesitant. I was loath to steal anyone's life in the was that mind had been stolen. It was at that time that I found Edward." He stopped and looked at Edward, I did too. Edward nodded to Carlisle.

Edward looked at me and continued where Carlisle left off. "He found me in a hospital in the summer of 1819. I was 17 and dying by the influenza. There was no hope for me; I was left in a ward with the dying. He had nursed my parents, and knew I was alone. He decided to try." I saw Alice squeeze his hand.

"I came to the family next," Esme said. "I jumped off a cliff, and Carlisle found me in the morgue. Somehow my heart was still beating, he decided to change me." Carlisle took her hand; they looked at each other lovingly. They are so cute.

"I came to the family after Esme." I looked over to Rosalie. "It was 1933, I was 18. I thought my life was perfect; I had everything going for me. I was set to get married. His name was Royce King the Second," I barely caught the name, she hissed it trough clenched teeth, Emmett grabbed her hand. "His family owned the bank my father worked at. My parents approved – that's putting it mildly. This was everything they dreamed of, I did too, actually.

"We didn't really spend much time alone with each other. Royce told me it was because he had too many responsibilities at work, and, when we were together, he liked people to look at us, to see me in his arms. I liked it, too. It wasn't a long engagement. Plans went ahead for the most lavish wedding. It was going to be everything I wanted." She paused and sighed.

"One day, I was visiting a friend and when I decided to go home, it was late. I was a couple streets away from my house, when I heard some men. There were quite a few of them under a broken streetlamp, laughing too loud. Drunk. I wished I'd called my father to take me home, I didn't think of that earlier. I didn't want those guys messing with me, so I started to walk away. I looked back at them and realized they were Royce and his friends."

I gasped; I had a feeling I knew what was going to happen. I could feel tears in my eyes, but I didn't let them spill.

"I'd never seen Royce drink before. I guess I didn't really know them at all. He pulled me over to him and his friends, saying how hot I was. One of them said they couldn't really tell, so they started to rip off my clothes and such." The tears spilled over as I thought of what would happen next. Rose saw them. "I won't tell you what happened next." I smiled at her. "Carlisle found me beat up on the street and decided to save me. I was mad at first, but I guess its ok now. I never would have met Emmett if he hadn't changed me."

Emmett chuckled. "Rosalie found me in the woods 2 years later. I was hunting for food. A bear in particular. My mother told me not to go anymore, but I was stupid and went anyway. I would usually have taken a buddy, but I went by myself this time. I don't really remember what happened, but the next thing I knew, the bear playing with me, it hadn't killed me yet. Finally he was finished playing. I couldn't move, and my consciousness was slipping away, when I heard what I thought was another bear, and a fight – over which would get my carcass, I suppose. Suddenly it felt like I was flying. I figured I'd died, but I tried to open my eyes anyway. And then I saw her – " his face was incredulous at the memory, " –and I knew I was dead. I didn't even mind the pain – I fought to keep my eyes open, I didn't want to miss one second of the angel's face. I was delirious, of course, wondering why we hadn't gotten to heaven yet, thinking it much be farther away that I'd expected. I kept waiting for her to take flight. And then she brought me to God." He laughed his deep, booming laugh. I laughed too, knowing who he was talking about.

"I thought what happened next was my judgment. I'd had a little too much fun in my 20 human years, so I wasn't surprised by the fires of hell." He laughed again. "What surprised me was that the angel didn't leave. I couldn't understand how something so beautiful would be allowed to stay in hell with me – but I was grateful. Every time God came back to check up on me, I was afraid he would take her away, but he never did. I started to think maybe those preachers who talked about a merciful God might have been right after all. And then the pain went away… and they explained things to me." He finished, smiling at Rosalie.

I looked to Alice and Jasper. They were the only ones I haven't heard from yet. "Alice? Jasper?" I asked.

"Well, I guess I'll go first," Alice said. "I don't know when I was born and I don't know when I was changed. I don't remember my human life basically. All I know was that I was sent to an asylum for having visions. I don't really know what happened next, but I woke up in the middle of the woods all alone and changed.

"I kept on seeing visions of a red eyed man wandering around, looking for something, but not knowing what it is. I searched for him, knowing we would need each other. I don't know how I knew that I could live off animals, but I did, so I would often go into towns, searching. I knew he was going to venture off into one, but I didn't know which. I had a feeling he was sick of what he was and he would need someone there to make him feel better.

"Finally, I had a vision of a little diner in the town I was at, and I immediately knew that was where we were going to meet. I was waiting in the diner almost all day, chatting with the curious people in there. They were wondering why I was just sitting there, not eating or drinking. All I said was that I was waiting for someone. Luckily, it was a cloudy day so we could be seen in public, otherwise I think we would have never met. Around 3:00 he showed up. I walked up to him, and he was suspicious at first. I would be too if I saw another vampire in a diner just come p to me." She paused, and smiled.

"I told him who I was, at least, who I thought I was, and told me his name was Jasper Whitlock."

"Really?" Alice stopped and looked at me, along with everyone else. "Sorry, go on." Jasper chuckled and pulled me closer.

"Anyway, we started talking about ourselves. I explained that I could see the future, and that I've been seeing him in visions. Jasper told me about what happened to him, and his power. We both decided to stay with each other, we became best friends, always by each others side. Later, I had a vision of the Cullen's and we set out to find them. I saw us all together, happy. Eventually we found them," she finished, smiling.

"Ok. I didn't have the same upbringing at the rest of my siblings. My beginning was something else entirely. When I was human, I lived in Houston, Texas. I was almost 17 when I joined the Confederate Army in 1861. I lied to recruiters and told them I was 20. I was tall enough to get away with it.

"My military career was short-lived, but very promising. People always… liked me, listened to what I had to say. My father said it was charisma. Of course, now I know it was probably something more. But, whatever the reason, I was promoted quickly through the ranks, over older, more experienced men.

"I was placed in charge of evacuating the women and children from the city when the Union's mortar boats reached the harbor. It took a day to prepare them, and then I left with the first column of civilians to convey them to Houston.

"We reached the city after dark. I stayed only long enough to make sure the entire party was safely situated. As soon as that was done, I got myself a fresh horse, and I headed back to Galveston. There wasn't time to rest.

"Just a mile outside the city, I found three women on foot. I assumed they were stragglers and dismounted at once to offer them my aid. But, when I could see their faces in the dim light of the moon, I was stunned into silence. They were, without question, the three most beautiful women I have ever seen." He paused to flash me a smile.

"They had such pale skin, I remember marveling at it. Even the little black-haired girl, whose features were clearly Mexican, was porcelain in the moonlight. They seemed young, all of them, still young enough to be called girls. I knew they were not members of our party. I would have remembered seeing these three.

"One was tall with fair hair, and skin as whit as snow. The other one was bolder still, her skin just as chalky. Her face was like an angel's. The small one, the tiny brunette, put her hand on the girl's arm and spoke quickly. Her voice too soft and musical to be sharp, but that seemed to be the way she intended it.

"I'd always had a pretty good sense of how people related to each other, and it was clear that the brunette was somehow in charge of the others. If they'd been in the army, I would have said she outranked them.

"They were talking to each other fast; I couldn't understand it, but the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. I caught part of it, something about killing and hunting. My instincts told me there was danger, that the angel had meant it when she spoke of killing, but my judgment overruled my instincts. I had not been taught to fear women, but to protect them.

"'Lets hunt,' one of them said to another. They ran off to the city, leaving me with the tiny brunette. I'm pretty sure one of them called her Maria. Maria was watching me curiously as I watched the others disappear.

"Maria asked me my name and after I told her she said that she hoped I don't die, and that she had a good feeling about me.

"She took a step closer, and inclined her head as if she were going to kiss me. I stood frozen in place, though my instincts were screaming for me to run."

He paused. "A few days later,"I'm pretty sure he edited the story, "I was introduced to my new life.

"Their names were Maria, Nettie, and Lucy. They hadn't been together long – Maria had rounded up the other 2 – all three were survivors of recently lost battles. Theirs was a partnership of convenience. Maria wanted revenge, and she wanted her territories back. The others were eager to increase their… heard lands, I suppose you could say. They were putting together an army, and going about it more carefully than usual. It was Maria's idea. She wanted a superior army, so she sought out specific humans who had potential. Then she gave us much more attention, more training than anyone else had bothered with. She taught us to fight, and she taught us to be invisible to the humans. When we did well, we were rewarded…"

He paused, editing again.

"She was in a hurry, though. Maria knew that the massive strength of the newborn began to wane around the year mark, and she wanted to act while we were strong.

"There were 6 of us when I joined Maria's band. She added 4 more within a fortnight. We were all male – she wanted soldiers – and that mad it slightly more difficult to keep from fighting amongst ourselves. I fought my first battles against my new comrades in arms. I was quicker that the others, better at combat. Maria was pleased with me, though put out that she had to keep replacing the ones I destroyed. I was rewarded often, and that mane me stronger.

"Maria was a good judge of character. She decided to put me in charge of the others – as if I were being promoted. It suited my nature exactly. The casualties went down dramatically, and our numbers swelled to hover around 20.

"This was considerable for the cautious times we lived in. My ability, as yet undefined, to control the emotional atmosphere around me was vitally effective. We soon began to work together in a way that newborn vampires had never cooperated before. Even Maria, Nettie, and Lucy could work better together.

"Maria grew very fond of me – she began to depend upon me. And, in some ways, I worshipped the ground she walked on. I had no idea that any other life was possible. Maria told us this was the way things were, and we believed.

"She asked me to tell her when my brothers and I were ready to fight, and I was eager to fight. I pulled together an army of 23 in the end – 23 unbelievably strong new vampires, organized and skilled as no others before. Maria was ecstatic.

"We crept down toward Monterrey, her former home, and she unleashed us on her enemies. They had only 9 newborns at the time, and a pair of older vampires controlling them. We took them down more easily they Maria could believe, losing only 4 in the process. It was an unheard-of margin of victory.

"And we were all well trained. We did it without attracting notice. The city changed hands without any human being aware.

"Success made Maria greedy. It wasn't long before she began to eye other cities. That first year, she extended her control to cover most of Texas and northern Mexico. Then the others came from the South to dislodge her."

He rolled up his shirt sleeve. At first I didn't know what he was doing, but then I could see a faint pattern, I looked closer and saw they were bite marks. I gasped and put a hand over my mouth, with the other hand I reached out and stroked some of them.

"The fighting was intense." I looked back up at him. "Many began to worry that the Volturi would return. " I looked at him confused. "The Volturi are like vampire royalty. They make sure all vampires follow the rules. I'll explain that later." I nodded. "Of the original 23, I was the only one to survive the first 18 months. We both won and lost. Nettie and Lucy turned on Maria eventually – but that one we won.

"Maria and I were able to hold on to Monterrey. It quieted a little, though the wars continued. The idea of conquest was dying out; it was mostly vengeance and feuding now. So many had lost their partners, and that is something that our kind does not forgive…

"Maria always kept a dozen of so newborns ready. They meant little to us – they were pawns, they were disposable. When they outgrew their usefulness, we did dispose of them. My life continued in the same violent pattern as the years passed. I was sick of in for a very long time before anything changed…

"Decades later, I developed a friendship with a newborn who'd remained useful and survived his first 3 years, against the odds. His name was Peter. I liked Peter; he was… civilized – I suppose that's the right word. He didn't enjoy the fight, though he was good at it.

"He was assigned to deal with the newborns – baby-sit them, you could say. It was a full time job.

"And then it was time to purge again. The newborns were outgrowing their strength; they were due to be replaced. Peter was suppose to help me dispose of them. We took them aside individually, you see, one by one… It was always a very long night. This time, he tried to convince me that a few had potential, but Maria had instructed that we get rid of them all. I told him no.

"We were about halfway through, and I could feel that it was taking a great toll on Peter. I was trying to decide if I should send him away and finish up myself as I called out to the next victim. To my surprise, he was suddenly angry, furious. I braced myself for whatever his mood might foreshadow – he was a good fighter, but he was no match for me.

"The newborn I'd summoned was a female, just past her year mark. Her name was Charlotte. His feelings changed when she came into view; they gave him away. He yelled for her to run, and he bolted after her. I could have pursued them, but I didn't. I felt… averse to destroying him.

"Maria was irritated with me for that…

"Five years later, Peter snuck back for me. He picked a good day to arrive.

"Maria was mystified by my ever-deteriorating frame of mind. She'd never felt a moment's depression, and I wondered why I was different. I began to notice a change in her emotions when she was around me – sometimes there was fear… and malice – the same feelings that had given me advance warning when Nettie and Lucy struck. I was preparing myself to destroy my only ally, the core of my existence, when Peter returned.

"Peter told me about his new life with Charlotte, told me about options I'd never dreamed I had. In 5 years, they'd never had to fight, though they'd met many others in the north. Others who could co-exist without the constant mayhem.

"In one conversation, he had me convinced. I was ready to go, and somewhat relieved I wouldn't have to kill Maria. I'd been her companion for as many years and Carlisle and Edward have been together, yet the bond between us was nowhere near as strong. When you live for the fight, the blood, the relationships you form are tenuous and easily broken. I walked away without a backward glance.

"I traveled with Peter and Charlotte for a few years, getting the feel of this new, more peaceful life. But the depression didn't fade. I didn't understand what was wrong with me, until Peter noticed that it was always worse after I hunted.

"I contemplated that. In so many years of slaughter and carnage, I'd lost nearly all my humanity. I was undeniably a nightmare, a monster of the grisliest kind. Yet each time I found another human victim, I would feel a faint prick of that other life. Watching their eyes widen in wonder at my beauty, I could see Maria and the others in my head, what they looked like to me the last night I was Jasper Whitlock. It was stronger to me – this borrowed memory – then it was for anyone else, because I could feel everything my prey was feeling. And I lived their emotions as I killed them.

"You've experienced the way I can manipulate the emotions around myself, Bella, but I wonder if you realize how the feelings in a room affect me. I live every day in a climate of emotion. For the first century of my life, I lived in a world of bloodthirsty vengeance. Hate was my constant companion. It eased some when I left Maria, but I still had to feel the horror and fear of my prey.

"It began to be too much.

"The depression got worse, and I wandered away from Peter and Charlotte. Civilized as they were, they didn't feel the same aversion I was beginning to feel. They only wanted peace from the fight. I was so wearied by killing – killing anyone, even mere humans.

"Yet I kept killing. What choice did I have? I tried to kill less often, but would get too thirsty and I would give in. After a century of instant gratification, I found self-discipline… challenging. I still haven't perfected that."

"I was in Philadelphia. There was a storm, and I was out during the day – something I was not completely comfortably with yet. I knew standing in the rain would attract attention, so I ducked into a little half-empty diner. My eyes were dark enough that no one would notice them, though this meant I was thirsty, and that worried me a little.

"She was there – expecting me, naturally." He chuckled once. "She hopped down off the high stool at the counter as soon as I came in a walked directly toward me.

"It shocked me. I was not sure if she meant to attack. That's the only interpretation of her behavior my past had to offer. But she was smiling. And her emotions were friendly.

"We talked about ourselves and became really close. Alice here even taught me that you could live off the blood of animals. I was really grateful for that, now I could stop killing humans, and feeling their emotions. It was hard, and it still is, for me to stay on that one diet. Eventually we found the Cullen's," Jasper concluded. I was so into the story, I was almost sad it was over.

"Scared the hell out of them, too," Edward said, rolling his eyes at Jasper. "Emmett and I were away hunting. Jasper shows up, covered in battle scars, towing this little freak" – he nudged Alice playfully – "who greets them all by name, knows everything about them, and wants to know what room she can move into."

Alice and Jasper laughed at the memory.

"When I got home, all my things were in the garage," Edward continued.

Everyone laughed now.

"Well you all certainly have had suck-ish lives, but I guess it turned out all right. But wait, if its so hard for you to be around humans, should I be afraid then?" I asked Jasper.

"No actually, I can't smell you, so your perfectly fine," he told me.

"Really? Is that normal?" I looked to Carlisle.

"I have never heard of anything like in. Edward can't even read you mind either. You certainly are special," Carlisle said.

"Oh. Ok, so what is the Volturi again?"

"They are vampire royalty. You see, we have rules we have to follow, and the top one is that no human is aloud to know about us. They make sure the rules are followed," He said.

"So what does that mean for me?" I was scared now. What if they find out I know?

"I don't think you have to worry. I don't think they will know, unless someone tells them, and Alice will see if they know. Don't worry," Jasper told me, kissing my forehead.

"So, Bella, I assume you wont tell anybody about us, correct?" Carlisle asked. I nodded. "And you honestly don't mind what we are?"

"Not in the slightest. You guys are really cool actually." I smiled at them all.

"Hells yea we are!" Emmett chimed in.

I laughed. "I had no idea you guys have been through so much." I eyed Jasper's scars. "You know, you guys could write a book or make a movie about your lives. I would so buy it."

They all laughed.

"What time is it anyway?" I asked at random.

"Ummm… 8:00," Rosalie said.

"I had better get home. Charlie will probably be wondering where I am," I explained. "I loved hearing your stories. I promise I won't tell anyone."

I stood up and walked over to the door. I hugged all the girls and was about to head out the door, when Emmett picked me up into a bear hug. "FLUFFY BEAR!! I need to breathe!"

He put me down, and chuckled.

Jasper offered to take me home, so we both left the house.

So?? how was is? i know that it was basically from the books, but it was needed.

Carlisle's story was from chap 15 and 16 of Twilight.
Esme's story is partly form the books and my imagination.
Alice's story is from what i thought happened, and from clues throughout the books.
Rosalie's story is from Eclipse chap 7.
Edwards story is from Twilight chap 14.
Jasper's story is from Eclipse, i forgot the chap.

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