A New Vampire 4

By Rei Edogawa

My mother was here in Forks. What was she doing here? I reached out with my mind and contacted Carlisle, whom she was yelling at.

Carlisle, what is she doing here, I thought at him.

She is looking for you, he responded. She hired a PI to search for you. Can you alter her mind? Make it so that she never found us.

I reached out to my mother. Caroline Mead was hysterical. She wanted her son back more than anything and this was the first real break she had come across. As I went through the memories looking at what I could change and alter, she became distracted. Her voice would change tone and falter mid-word.

As I delved deeper I became more and more dismayed. She hadn't just acted upon this information. She told everyone in case something happened to her. I needed to protect my family, both my old and new one. I thought fast and came up with a plan.

I filled Carlisle in and changed key moments in my mom's memory of her conversation with Carlisle. I then made my appearance.

She froze when she saw me. Tears that had been threatening to spill over came out in a flood. She launched herself at me and I had to adjust my body so that she wouldn't break something with all that force as she slammed into my hard body.

I caught her as she sobbed into my shoulder. I hated to do what I had to do, but she needed to be protected from me. I said, "I'm sorry, you look familiar. Do I know you?"

She froze against me. She looked into my eyes and said, "Nico? It's me, mom."

Carlisle interrupted then, "As I was telling you Mrs. Mead. We do have a young man here, but I couldn't tell you if he was your son. Nick here has had amnesia for the last year or so. They found him wandering the woods in a daze. He doesn't remember anything before then."

"Nico," I said. "Is that my name? It sounds right to me."

"Yes, it is," Mom said. "Dr. Cullen, can I please speak to you in the other room?"

"Of course," he said. "Nick, can you please go up to your room. We'll be up in a bit after we're done."

I didn't need to read his mind to know what he wanted. As soon as they left the room I raced out of the house to the house that Edward, Bella, and Nessie lived in. I needed their bed. I reached out to Edward and told him what was happening. When I reached the cottage, the bed was in pieces. Bella and Edward were picking up them up and were preparing to go up to the house with them.

In a flash we had the whole thing in my bedroom by leaping silently up to the third story. We rearranged the room and set up the bed. All the while we were listening to Carlisle tell the story of them taking me in and taking care of me, the extent of my amnesia, and their plans for the Future.

As they came up the stairs, I kicked Bella and Edward out and plugged in my headphones and opened a book. I was thus when they walked into my room.

As can be expected, Mom wanted me to come home with her. Carlisle was against it for obvious reasons, but she was adamant. I needed to come home with her to Miami and there was nothing he could say to change her mind. I eased the tension in her mind and added my voice to his, but nothing worked.

I couldn't even change her mind because the entire family would be up in arms within the week. I agreed in the end to go home. I offered my bed to Mom that night and after dinner, which she thought we all ate, but only she did, courtesy of my abilities, she went to bed. I made sure she would sleep until morning.

Esme and Rosalie were all for packing up and disappearing, but I refused to allow it. Nothing I did to her mind was going to make her forget this. I found that if I tampered with a memory often enough, it would lose its effectiveness. She wouldn't believe it.

They were concerned about the sun. It would expose me they said. I told them about the times I'd been in public in the sun. I could either fool the minds around me, or I could use the spray paint I had come up with. It worked like spray tanning, a coat would last for a week and covered up the sparkle. I could even mimic a tan. Water eventually washed it away, so no pools or beach.

I wore them down and impressed upon the need to do this. I was terrified. It was hard enough to be around humans at school, and to be around them when I got home was going to be worse. But there was no way out except to disappear and I wasn't about to make exiles of my family.

Carlisle agreed to buy a house in Miami and the family would move there. The next morning, I packed my bags and boarded a plane to Miami. I was going home.