I was born Sacmis Michelle Slytherin, named after an Egyptian goddess. My name was synonymous with my power. My mother was a seer, a prophet, she saw that I was going to be very powerful, so she gave me that name. There's probably more to it, more than she could tell me, but I knew enough.

I am the distant granddaughter of one of the most famous wizards in the wizarding world, Salazar Slytherin. My distant grandfather was a co-founder of one of the biggest schools of witchcraft and wizardry, Hogwarts. He was a powerful wizard, and he could talk to snakes, a trait he passed down to me.

My parents weren't the most powerful wizards/witches out there, which was kind of a let down to the family name. After I was born, the family started gaining attention, so my parents and I packed up and moved to the United States. Even though we had found a new home, many miles away from our real home, my parents still taught me about magic.

When I was eleven, we got a letter inviting me to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. My parents were hesitant to let me go, but I "persuaded" them into letting me go. I left them back in America and went to London. I was met by Albus Dumbledore, and he took me through Diagon Alley, an area of shops for magic, to get my supplies.

When I got to school, I was, of course, sorted into Slytherin. I excelled in all of my classes. I was attracting ,much appreciated, attention by the wizarding world. Before my sixth year at Hogwarts, while I was living in England, I was approached by Lord Voldemort to join his regime.

Lord Voldemort was one of my distant relatives, and he had a group of wizards and witches together in the attempt to eliminate all mudbloods (wizards/witches without magical parents). I, seeing the opportunity to protect myself by joining him, accepted his invitation. What I didn't know at that moment, he had an ulterior motive.

It was starting to come out that I was probably the post powerful person in the wizarding world. Voldemort, after studying me for a few months, decided I had to go. I could, eventually, be a threat to his power.

My parents came to visit me for the Christmas holidays. They were worried about my decision, and I shared my worries. Our worries soon were realized when Voldemort's favorite, Bellatrix Lestrange, broke into my house and killed my parents. My mother's last words were "run."

I never really cared much for my parents, but it still upset me. I ran out the back door, killing one of the death eaters in the process. I realized I had one of my special powers of travel, I didn't have a name for it, but it was something like apparating or disapparating. I wasn't sure if it would work, but I just thought take me somewhere safe.

I landed somewhere in Italy, Volterra, as I came to find out. I changed my appearance a bit, hair color, eye color, height, trying to make myself look as different as possible without losing myself. I put protection over myself, making sure no one would find me, and I roamed the city.

As it got dark, I found a little hotel to stay in. My night was sleepless, and the morning just meant the dawn of a new, miserable day. As morning came I left the hotel, without even eating anything for breakfast, and roamed the city again.

I found myself following this girl and a group of people, something drew me to them. I followed them into this old building, into a beautiful lobby, down a hall, and into a very large stone room full of people. Little did I know, I was absent-mindedly leading myself to my own death. The room was full of vampires, hungry vampires. One of them grabbed me, a very beautiful, angelic looking boy, and prepared to feast upon me.

My instincts kicked in, "Please, stop, please," I sent my thoughts into his mind. He stopped and pulled me back, staring at me in curiosity and shock. My eyes begged him.

The boy's name was Alec, and he was so…beautiful. He was thinking the same thing about me and wondering did he just hear what he thought he did. I gave him a faint nod, confirming his beliefs.

"Don't do this," I begged in my thoughts to him. "Please," I mouthed.

"Aro," Alec said aloud. Aro came over and stared at us in curiosity, another, Caius, followed.

"I…she…talked….in my…mind…" Alec said in shock.

"May I?" Aro said to me and took my hand. He started seeing everything in my mind, only because I allowed him to. He let go and smiled greatly.

"What is it?" Caius asked.

"I want her to be changed," Aro said.

"What?!" I shrieked. They wanted to turn me into a vampire!?

"You'll be fine dear," Aro smiled at me.

"Aro, what is this about?" Caius questioned. Marcus, the other leader, walked up to us, the matter finally sparking his curiosity.

"She has many powers," Aro smiled, "she's a witch."

"Is that so?" Caius grinned and turned to me.

I turned and looked at Alec, I felt panicky.

"You will be fine," he thought, hoping I'd hear. I nodded at him nervously. Then, it finally dawned on me. This is why I came here, out of all places. This is my destiny.

"I'll do it," I thought to Alec.

"I want to do it," Alec spoke up. "I'll use my power to make sure she is in no pain. I'll stay with her until the transformation is complete. If we make this as pleasant as we can for her, she will stay."

"You're aware of everything that is going on here, aren't you?" Marcus asked me.

"Yes," I said quietly.

"How do you even know all of her powers will come with her?" Jane, Alec's twin sister, asked, a hint of jealousy in her voice.

"They will," I said reassuringly.

"If she thinks so, I think so," Aro smiled.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" Caius said, "The quicker we change her, the better."

"Alec, take her to a room and change her," Aro smiled.

"Can I have my own room?" I spoke up and smiled innocently. I knew they couldn't deny that smile.

"Why of course!" Aro smiled back. "Alec, take her to one of the empty rooms, let her take what she needs from the storage room."

"Okay," he nodded and guided me out of the room.

"Thank you," I said as we walked down the hall.

"You're welcome," he smiled sheepishly. He was adorable, so innocent looking. I felt wrong crushing on him.

"You're cute," I giggled. "I'm Michelle, by the way," I smiled.

"I'm Alec," he smiled back.

"I know," I giggled, "Oh, we don't have to go to the storage room, we can just go straight to my room if you don't mind." I had my powers, all I had to do was summon my furniture from one of my former homes.

"But…it's just an empty room," he said to me.

"No it's not," I smiled.

"You're kinda…odd…" he smiled. I couldn't help myself, I was flirting. It was out of habit, really.

"I know," I smiled back. I was odd, I guess you could say, unique definitely.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked in a serious tone. "I could help you get away." He was such a gentleman.

"Risking everything for little ol' me? That's very sweet of you, but I do want this. I didn't really know what I was doing when I came here today, but I've decided that I want to do this. Maybe I've finally found my purpose. All I know is I'm not alone anymore."

I looked up at me through my lashes and smiled sweetly. I could tell from his thoughts he was falling for me quickly. I had him under my spell, not even meaning to.

"We're here," I smiled as we arrived at the door of my new room.

"Welcome home," he smiled and opened the door like a gentleman.

"Thank you," I smiled as we walked in.

My room was, to his surprise, completely decorated. He stood there in shock, staring at everything.

"There is so much you need to learn," I laughed as I walked over to my bed and had a seat.

"Enlighten me," he grinned.

"What do you want to know?" I asked.

"Why are you here in Italy alone? It's obvious you're an American; why so far from home?" he replied with my first question.

I wasn't going to tell him everything just yet. "It's a long story, so I'll give you the condensed version. My parents are dead, I killed someone, and I needed to run away. Hell, I am the reason my parents are dead. Sometimes, its hard to control my powers when I get angry….bad things happen when I get angry enough. I feel like me becoming a vampire is the perfect thing for me. I feel like it's going to help me control myself, and, most of the time, my feelings are right."

"Well, I think you'll make a great vampire," he smiled.

"Thanks," I smiled back.

"I don't think I have anymore questions right now. What about you?" he said.

"Before, when you volunteered to turn me, and you said you'd use your power, I don't know if I want that. To see, hear, feel nothing, I don't want to feel dead. Just bite me and be done with it."

"I don't know if I can handle that," he admitted. He was so sweet.

"Come here," I said. He obeyed and sat by my side. "You know, for someone your age, well when you were turned, you are very mature. I guess it's the years that have matured you. You and your sister were lucky Aro wanted the two of you so bad. He saved the two of you, just like he, and you, are saving me."

"I couldn't let anyone else do it," he whispered. "I feel so…drawn to you. I've never felt this way before. I feel like I need you."

"I know," I whispered back. "Can you do me a favor before you change me?" I might as well take advantage of his quick infatuation with me.

"Anything," he replied.

"Can you make my last human memory the best one of my life?" I asked, hopefully not being overly ambitious.

"What do you mean?" he questioned.

"Kiss me," I whispered. I started closing in on the space between us. Our lips met, and I didn't even feel guilty. My heart was racing, and I allowed the scent of my blood to get to him. His lips trailed down to my neck where he kissed me lightly, taking in my scent every second he could get. He wanted so badly to take a bite. This was it.

"Do it," I whispered, replying to his thoughts. I couldn't take the anticipation of the turn any longer. He sunk his teeth into my neck. He started drinking my blood, and it was the most rewarding pain I've ever felt in my whole life. Because of this pain, I would be indestructible, and Voldemort could never touch me.

The room around me was fading, but he pulled away before it faded away completely. The pain started to sink in as his venom ran thought my veins. I wanted so badly to be strong, but the pained moans escaped my lips. My breathing grew rigid before the screams started escaping too. Screams so loud, I wondered how far they carried. Screams so loud, they caused Alec to cover his ears, something I wanted to do but was in too much pain to even care to do.

He grabbed my hand and stared into my eyes. He started stroking back my hair, and he kissed my forehead.

"I'm going to make the pain go away now," he whispered to me.

A/N:

So, I've had this written for a while. It took me time to think of a name and have the courage to post it. It's a bit different from what I've written before. Originally, it started as an Alec/OC, then I decided to change it. While there is attraction between Alec and Michelle, Michelle doesn't feel for Alec as he, originally, feels for her. That's why there are two versions of the first chapter. One Michelle, one Alec. The next chapter is going to be in Demetri's POV, maybe some Felix, not sure. I don't want to give it away, really. I hope this isn't too confusing. I will explain a bit more when Michelle wakes up after her transformation. I hope you enjoy. Please review! Be nice!