A/N: So, I've been pretty bummed out about the end of the HP series. I actually feel like I need a bit of time away from HP to rediscover my love for it so...updates on my other story may be a bit slow. Now, this is a story that has been bouncing around in my head for awhile now and I thought I'd share it with you guys.
There will be a few changes, as follows.
Covenant Time line: The whole Chase incident will have occurred while they were in college.
Twilight Time line: For the sake of things making sense in the meshing of the two verses, Bella moved to Forks in her Senior year and only dated Edward until the James incident. From there... Her opinion on her relationship with Edward will probably be a bit OOC.
PROLOGUE
On First Beach in La Push, Washington mornings are always relatively routine when the usual torrential downpours of rain typical for the Pacific Northwest are absent. During mornings such as these, the local tribal members -whom live in low bungalows nestled between the forest and the sandy beach- can be seen sitting on their porch drinking coffee while watching the sunrise and reading the paper. Early morning surfers looking to catch the first waves of the day can be seen eagerly paddling away from shore. Then there are the local health nuts and fitness gurus. At least five or ten of the aforementioned, both young and old, can easily be spotted taking an early morning jog along the sandy shoreline.
However, today there is something decidedly out of place in this usual bid of early Summer normalcy that everyone seems to be noticing.
A petite pale-face, the daughter of close tribal friend and local Police Chief-Charlie Swan, can be seen reclining in the sand against a piece of driftwood staring out at the choppy waves with a pensive expression. The early morning breeze coming off the water continuously catches a few fly away mahogany curls and blows them away from her delicate, heart-shaped face. Her overly full lips are tilted into a barely noticeable, but peaceful smile. Deep chocolate eyes, full of wisdom far beyond her eighteen years, are trained on the brilliant and colorful sunrise painted across the sky in front of her while she sits in relative peace.
Normally a pale-face on their beaches wouldn't have caused such a stir. They visit from the surrounding local towns quite often. However, rumor has it that young Bella was supposed to have left town early this morning to spend some time with her flighty mother before she attended Harvard in the Fall. Therefore, Isabella Swan's presence on the beach garnered her attention from those going about their normal routines without her even realizing.
The older natives were terribly intrigued by her presence and demeanor. Rarely did people of the tribe see a girl of non-native descent so at peace with herself and her surroundings. Many onlookers and passersby couldn't help but wonder just what sort of thoughts put such a beautiful, but ordinary, teenager in her relaxed state of being.
If only they knew the sort of thoughts going through this deceptively unremarkable, ordinary looking young woman's head as she prepares to face her destiny. In fact, they would be flabbergasted at the sort of secrets she keeps locked away.
See, despite all appearances, Isabella Swan was anything but unremarkable or ordinary.
She was keeping a secret.
A big one.
One she had kept about her family since childhood and would keep for the rest of her life.
The secret originated during the witch burnings in 1692. When the burnings reached the Ipswitch Colony of Massachusetts, six families with magical abilities referred to as 'The Power' formed a covenant of silence to protect themselves from persecution. Since that day, one family had been banished while all other members of the Covenant had done their best to appear as normal as possible in an effort to hide their true nature and preserve the secret.