Winged people. Winged people. Winged people… that's what Jacob said. Winged people. How is that possible? How did I not realise? Winged people. How? I mean, vampires and werewolves sure. But winged people. Jacob called me to say that that is what they are. Leaving my Bella in the hands of Alice I tried to get here as soon as possible. The hospital.

'Thank God. Edward I need you quick.' Carlisle's panicked voice makes me pick up the pace as I run through the doors and straight into the room. Eight people and a dog are in there. On the bed is a boy with pale skin, blonde hair and tube down his throat. "Here." I tell Carlisle, indicating I can help. I start pumping the air into the boy's body. Zephyr I think.

"Angel," hisses a voice from school. Max. The nurse leaves just as Carlisle pulls the top of Zephyr. What a weird name. Nick is standing there with a sobbing Max in his arms, Jeff and Krystal the same but with a little blonde girl curled in-between them near frantic. This is the first time I have seen any one them show emotion, but I still can't here their thoughts.

Going on Carlisles thoughts I start pumping, trying to get the water out of his lungs. Why he was swimming so late is a mystery to me. A few seconds later he bolts up and water rushes out of his lungs. Acting like nothing ever happened he jumps out of the bed and face toward his family in a fighting position. His back turned towards us.

Ignoring everything going on around me I stare at the wings on his back. Wings. Proof for myself that he has wings. They have wings. Maybe that will explain everything else. The punch, and fitness. How they smelt us in the cafeteria. Everything. All I can do is breath out a simple, "He wasn't lying." Before staring at the wings again.

He slumps, suddenly tired, and stands behind Max and Nick. "We need to leave." She states in a monotone voice. Her eyes, along with the others all look around. They land on the door and grow wide as bloodthirsty thoughts assault me.

"Erasers!" Screeches the youngest. Ariel. The group splits, Max and Krystal in the front. Things start floating around their head and all I can do is stare in awe. The first line of attack.

"Let go of me!" Someone demands as monsters barge into the room. None of the children in front of me flinch. They didn't flinch from the graphic images that plagued all their minds after soccer either. They know our secret. "Blasted thing. Just because I am a dog they can do what ever. Stupid wolves." Comes from a dog of all things as it leaps into the sky and black and white wings appear. The fight ensues.

Within five minutes its over with everyone unharmed and the monsters either having been defeated or escaped. The things I just saw should be impossible, but it happened. All eyes fall onto Max who was shooting flames of all things. Flames! Nick wraps his arms around her whispering comfortingly. Doesn't work.

"It isn't ok!" She sobs hopelessly. "Seventeen years, this year. Seventeen years!" My voice starts going hysterical, but I can't calm it. Too much. "I can't do it any more. I want to live a proper life. I don't want to be scared. I hate being SCARED!" Her scream comes out hysterical as she nearly collapses. "I want to be NORMAL! To be go into a hospital without freaking. Or even a lift! I can't go to school and hear the bell without thinking we're going to die. Not trusting anyone. Needing an escape route every place. Seeing a cage! Even at the zoo!"

Nick picks her up like she weighs as light as a feather. "A baby makes me grieve, and we can't see Ella or Mum because they could die. We can't get married because we aren't real. We can't have another child because it to would be taken. We can't go to one town for one week without a problem. I just can't do it any more. I can't do it." Suddenly her body goes limp and her racing heartbeat quietens.

"Seventeen years, not bad." Jeff offhandedly comments as his sightless eyes wonder the room. "I thought she would have cracked at least after the hurricane." They are talking about her fainting and being hysterical like it is an everyday thing. The mutt drops from the ceiling perfectly into the little girls arms. Shouldn't she be at home? Her eyes focus on me.

"I might not be one hundred years old, but I know more then you." She states before turning back to the rest. "Do we have to leave?" She whines and I can't help but chuckle. She might act tough, but she is still young.

'Edward,' Carlisle's thoughts catch my attention and I turn to him. 'Maybe we can take them in. They would be safe with us and I can keep an eye on Max.' I give a nod and watch as Nick, who is obviously the second in charge looks critically at both Carlisle and I. His arms tighten around Max and his stance is protective as he walks in front of everyone else. He would die to save the rest.

"We will come to your house only to rest. Be warned that a word leaks and we vanish. You try anything, and that includes drinking our blood, and you will no longer exist." His voice is cold and heartless. Face emotionless. Like this is perfectly normal threatening us. Us; vampires. Vampires who are indestructible.

"Ok then." Carlisle starts. "Since we don't have enough space in the car, would you mind err… flying?"

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I apologize for it being so short, but i had to finish it their. Next chapter i decided would be one of the other Cullen's. excitement! Any who... two in a day, third coming... their is a purple looking button thingy. Well i think its white now.... press it please!