Hello everyone! I just couldn't help myself. I had to revise. I was writing a draft before and seeing how people would respond. It took me a while to truly understand what it was I wanted from these characters but I finaly got it. Besides that lame excuse, I needed something to do to keep myself from hyperventalating in boredom. The movie is currently filming and everytime I go on one of my fav fansites I see the pictures and freak. I cannot describe the hotness that leaks from those pictures of Pattinson and even from Stewart. I didn't agree with the casting before but...I am in full compliance now.

Anywho, you will see many changes added to this revised version. It even has a bit of a different plot line for Lilly and she is not so...well you shall see. I hope you enjoy and do tell me what you think. I so love to hear from people who are just as obssesed as I am.

I lay on the floor, my neck bleeding onto the dirt. Where was I? What had happened? I could remember only the face of my attacker, her red eyes gleaming into mine, her teeth sinking into my skin, her red hair like fire. I knew it was my time to die. I could feel it pressing over me, the fire spreading quickly in my veins. I tried to scream but could not find my voice. There was someone standing over me…someone dressed darkly. Was I to be saved from this torment? Or was I to die in such an odious way?

"Alice, take her home." The velvet voice whispered, but it was as if the voice had spoken loudly in my ear. I somewhat jumped at the sound, yet my heart remained silent. It was not pounding as I had thought it would. Was I dead already?

I could hear nothing more as I slipped into unconsciousness.

I stuttered from my blank stare, extremely conscious of the pain that gripped every vein and every living piece of me. Was I still alive? Or was I burning? That was what it felt like—tingling, diffusing, ripping—with my cells smacking into each other. God, save me! There was a ripping sound. It came from my chest, I realized, as I screamed out for someone to save me. There was a cold finger brushing my hair away from my face. I could not see…Oh god I cannot see! I clawed at my stomach, my skin ripping up until hands were held my down.

"It's in my veins!" I screamed without knowing to whom I directed it to.

A voice came from beside me. "It should subside within an hour. The worst must come before the ease."

That voice…it was unlike any earthly thing I had ever heard. There was a faint musical ring to it as if an orchestra was playing for it. Providing it substance and life. With the voice my pain did subside. I felt myself again, felt my body forming together. My hand reached up to clutch onto the lapel of a jacket. The vision was coming back as my finger brushed against the material. The lapel felt so real to me, unlike any other material. My vision was blurred but I could see my pale white hand stroking the lapel like a loving child would to its father. I could sense it was a man, a very handsome man with the palest skin. How beautiful he was to me. How utterly astonishing. But there were others like him and I could feel it. I could hear their silence that stretched on as they waited for me to come to. It took me another hour to raise myself but what was time to me? I had no sense of it at the moment. My eyes adjusted but how glorious my surroundings! The air had a color to it, the world full with bright light. Each small piece of furniture was surrounded by a hazy glow.

Yet the people themselves drew my attention. Seven figures, all of the same pale complexion and all more radiant than any part of a human being, watched me with a stunned reverie. I blinked twice before coming to my full senses. Yes, they were glorious but they could not possibly be real.

I took a look at my hands and examined every pore of their fleshy material before making a decision. I was not part of the living but I was certainly not of the dead. An abrupt music was coming to my ears as I sought for my memories. They were there somewhere in the darkest parts of my brain. They had to be or how else would I remember how I had gotten here?

"Lilly? Can you hear us?"

Lilly…ah that was my name. I remembered then that I had a name. Of course we had names for how else would we be recognized? Names that gave us personality or, in most cases, names used as a calling card. Lilly Vespa. I could recall now. And my parents? They must know I'm here…but how old was I? Surely if I was above the age of eighteen I did not belong to their rules but if I was younger…

"She can hear us. Her thoughts have clouded her ability to respond." Another voice came to my ears. It was the velvet voice. It belonged to the person who had carried me here. But where was here? Here must have been some important meaning to them. A house, maybe? Home…

Sadness overcame me. Where was my home? Did I even belong to anyone?

I then recalled my family, my sisters, my parents…the people that tried to reach out but I pushed them away. Too many questions! I screamed to myself…or was that out loud?

An arm draped around me. An arm that belonged to a goddess of short black hair and fairy like movements. I clung to her then as an innocent child would. But my mind would not stop working around my past. Every second became a new memory and every new memory became a flaked piece of my heart.

There was a shuffling of feet with a quickness I should not have even comprehended. It was too dashed and subtle for a normal human being to have heard. A whisper came then from the man whose lapel had been molested by my hand. "We should leave her be."

Back onto the table I thudded to slip into an uneasy state of unconsciousness again.

Edward watched the woman who laid with her eyes open yet unseeing the world. Alice sat in the far corner watching both of them with small flicks of her eyes. Carlisle had begged them to leave her be but as Edward saw it, she was in dire need of company. She needed answers as well, but Carlisle forbade it. "Time." He had said. "All she needs is time and it will all come back."

He observed her face. She was a woman who could not go unlooked. And her eyes…they seemed to hold a subtle grace when she was in his arms but now…now they were of confusion and despair. He read her thoughts as she said them and found that he was quite content in the fact that she was remembering all that had happened to her. Edward had felt something for this woman when he carried her to their white house on the river. It was not a love but rather a sense of brotherly affection. He could not understand it himself yet it was there and it was real. Alice felt it too. And so did the rest of the family. It was like she was some lost piece of the family, a piece that had fallen into their laps when they weren't looking.

"Has Carlisle decided—"

"To keep her?" Edward took a moment before smiling crookedly. "I don't believe there is any reason why he should not. Besides, since she is Aro's key component in his war, Carlisle is enraptured with such curiosity about her." Edward turned to his immortal sister who was not really his sister at all. But they were closer than any other relatives could be and that was enough for them. "Imagine it, Alice. The force that could come out of something so small. I don't deny the curiosity myself." He poked her gently in the arm but she remained still. "I wonder what makes her want to throw a punch."

Alice shook her head. "Don't. It is best if you don't mess with her. After all, we don't really know what Aro plans to do with her…if he plans to use her at all."

"What was it again that he wants her for?" Edward stroked her unusually stiff arm where he had earlier poked when Alice slapped his hand away and made him pay attention to what she was saying.

"She's some descendent of a powerful warlord from the centuries of old and contains DNA that cannot be extracted other than the pure genetics."

"Sounds like a science experiment."

"That's what she is."

"How unbearably dull."

"Not for Aro. Carlisle says that he has been watching her since birth." She leaned over the woman's body to stare into her eyes. Not the slightest recognition came from them. "Although I am curious as to the amount of strength she is to have."

Alice wiggled her eyebrows, her smile brightening the room. Edward chuckled to himself but made no move to touch the woman before them. "Lilly Vespa." The words dribbled from his mouth as if he had always said them. His eyebrows knit together in thought before creasing back into a natural godlike composure. "I like Lilly Cullen much better." He leaned closer to her ear. "Do you hear that? Lilly Cullen. And don't ever forget it."

Alice took Edward's hand and together they left the room to join the others leaving the woman in a cloud of her past life.

A:N/ Hope you enjoyed. I do not own Edward or Alice or any other characters. I wish but I only own Lilly. Go to to see some hot pics and some videos from the crash scene.