Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed or Twilight WB and Stephenie Meyer do.

Shannon POV

I sat timidly on my big double-sized bed. I gripped the covers of my book with intensity. The last pages took only a minute to get through. After my mind had moved its main focus away from the words in the book it could zone in on the dry scorching feeling in my throat. After becoming a mermaid you'd think I would have learned by now but my stupid human mind had turned curious and greedy. Being a vampire isn't that hard though, the hard part was hiding it from my family, especially my sister who could inconveniently read my mind. I had to be extremely precise and careful to never think about anything that had to do with being a vampire when she was around. Luckily her friend had invited her out of town and I only had to deal with her for a day. That was the hardest day of my life. It was that day when I realized I could not change back, that I was stuck like this forever. Being so lucky as I was, my family did not have sharp enough senses to realize the slight appearance changes that were happening to me. That my skin was getting whiter every day, that my dark brown eyes grew lighter when I hunted and darkened when I was thirsty, and that my heart was beating slower and fewer times each day. They didn't notice these things, but I did; and it was terrifying. Terrifying to know that every day I was getting a step closer to being a full vampire, and to being immortal. The only thing that got me through the day was this book, the book that I had read at least nine times in the past week or so. It was about vampires who were somewhat normal like me. So I read it to try and distract my mind from thinking about thirst. I hadn't hunted in a couple of days; too long for a girl turning into a newborn. My family was always hovering; worried about why I was either gone, or locked in my room. Their blood was fairly easy to resist but I still hated being around them; it made my throat burn like hot coals, on fire. So with one of them always around I hadn't found time to hunt. Today my eyes were black, not pitch black but a dark shade of gray. None of my family had come to check in on me today. I was pretty sure even human eyes could notice my irises. I sighed and picked the book back up. I read the last few lines over again embracing their true meaning. But suddenly the book was becoming a flash of pages. They were all being whipped back and forth in a blinding, blurry movement. My body was unwillingly being pulled into it. I felt like a magnet being pulled to an iron rod as I was being pushed through the pages. It was odd thing, much like being squeezed through a too tight tunnel and falling at an unbearable speed at the same time. It was unreal, but being a witch I had gotten used to those kinds of things. I couldn't tell how long I'd been passing through the pages. All I noticed as I was falling were the shapes and colors around me changing. First it was and a dark parchment color and there no shapes just a flat dimension of space. Soon though it morphed into a red sheet all around me; the texture almost looked like a moving ribbon. Then in the last few moments all the red turned into different colors and the sheet/tunnel shape slowly transformed into real shapes. At first it was hard to make anything out, but the world around me became definite and I could tell I was back to reality now, no matter how strange. My feet were now grounded on a pale white carpet and I was surrounded by white walls. Everything was just so-white. The couch and chair had a pale white color scheme to them as well, it was a bit eerie. Then suddenly my body froze up and my muscles tensed; I knew where I was.