A/N: This is Corin's POV. And we don't know anything about his power, so I just looked up "superpowers" on Google and under Wikipedia found a power. Psionic blasts: Ability to overload another's mind causing pain, memory loss, lack of consciousness, vegetative state or death after having created a psionic link into that individual's mind. This is Wikipedia's definition. For his power, let's just say its the first one. Review!
I yearned for my family back in Britain. Not only for my deceased coven members, but for my biological family.
It was hard to believe that back then I had been a carefree adolescent. I was the same age as I had been five hundred years ago, except now I could destroy any living thing without a second thought.
I was used to wearing my charcoal cloak, even remotely pleased with the authority it exuded. I liked watching others writhe in pain from what would be commonly referred to my psionic blasts.
It was wrong, looking forward to destroying the Cullens. I was disgustingly enthralled.
Until I saw her. Standing protectively next the bronze-haired male. She was my sister, or at least, was remarkably similar in appearances.
For once, I wanted my own blood.
A/N: Just so you guys know, he sees Bella. So cliche...