Wow, I feel bad for not updating for over a month, but I've had bad writer's block. And then school ended and I was hanging with friends...yeah...In fact, I've still got writer's block. I just wanted to update finally. Anywho, hope you like this.

­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­-------------------------­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­-------------------------­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­-------------------------­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­-------------------------­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­-------------------------­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­-------------------------­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­-------------------------­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­-------------------------

Chapter 4: Memories

Koru's POV

After a few days, my relationship with the Cullen's and Bella got better. They weren't as weary of me as they were, as they could tell I was only a human now. Well, I stayed a harglf at home, but at school and in public I was purely human.

I even sat with them at lunch now; although I was only one of two who actually ate (Bella.) I still blocked my mind around Edward. All I thought about when he was near was school, maybe a town I used to live in, what I remember before my family was killed (I was born in 1098), I generally avoided thinking about my race though. I was reluctant to tell Edward's family what I was, I wasn't too fond of the thought of being murdered. (Who is?)

All this thinking had my emotions out of whack, which caused Jasper to avoid me most days. (They had explained their abilities to me.) I felt sorry that he had to avoid me, I really wanted to get to know them all better. I tried to keep my emotions in check and keep calm, it worked some days. But every time I kept calm at school, I would go home and let everything out.

I would let my anger out: throwing things around the room or at the walls; knocking lamps and desks over. My confusion: pacing the room; sitting on the sofa, my head in my hands; laying on my bed staring at the ceiling. My sadness and grief: laying on my stomach, crying into my pillows; reliving my memories of my parents, aunts, uncles, cousins..........my brother...all long dead.

Jasper's voice broke me from my thoughts. I was actually calm earlier, but I guess thinking about my family got me upset again. "Are you all right?" he asked again.

I nodded. "I'm good." I lied. I knew he wouldn't believe me, none of them would, since Jasper had asked. I also knew they could see the excess water in my eyes, ready to spill over. But I held it in, I wouldn't cry until I got home. I wouldn't cry in front of them.

-----------------X-----------------

It was later that day when I was in Biology with Edward and Bella when I broke. A boy had walked into our class. He had short, light brown hair, high cheek bones, and hazel eyes. I figured he was a new student, but what caught my attention was his resemblance to my dead brother, Adolfo. (Pronounced - ah DOLE foh. Meaning - noble wolf) My eyes widened.

He looks so much like Adolfo....

Images flashed through my head.

Flashback:

June 3, 1419

"Come on, Koru! Hurry up! Dad's going to leave without us." An eighteen (actually 417) year old Adolfo called. A seventeen (actually 321) year old me raced after him.

"I'm coming, Adolfo!" I called. Adolfo was my older brother by 96 years. He had chosen to stop aging physically when he was 18. (We age normally until we decide to stop physically aging, another weird thing our race can do. We can continue to physically age again whenever we want, also. We get this ability at the age of 15.)

Dad was taking us to the an empty field to play catch. This had become a weekly thing for us to form a 'brother/son/father' bond as our mom dubbed it. I flapped my black wings, racing after my brother and dad into the sky. This was usual routine for us, we flew out to the field every Tuesday and Thursday.

But this Tuesday would be different from the rest.

-----------------X-----------------

We had been playing catch for several hours and were now taking a break. Dad and Adolfo were chasing each other around the sky over the field while I watched them from the treeline. We were all laughing and having a good time like normal.

"Dad! I'll bet you I cou---" Adolfo was cut off when a flaming silver-tipped stake flew through the air and pierced his chest.

"Adolfo!" Dad yelled, flying to catch him as he fell. "Koru! Run! Get as far away from here as you can! Hide!" My father yelled just before another stake flew through the air, striking him in the center of his back. He and Adolfo fell to the ground. I broke into a run through the trees, switching into full vampire to run faster.

Another several hours later, I arrived at the nearest harglf town. I rushed into the nearest house, just to find everyone dead. I kept going, searching each house thoroughly. Everyone inside was dead, pierced by the same stakes that had been fired at my father and brother.

I fell to my knees in the last house, screaming as tears fell down my face. I don't know how I knew, but somehow, I knew harglf all across the world were being slaughtered. What was the point of this world wide massacre?

End flashback.

I broke away from my thoughts, just to see that everyone was staring at me. I felt something wet flowing down my cheeks. My vision was blurry. Without a word, I raced out of the room and into the nearest bathroom.

I punched the stone wall as hard as I could. Nothing happened to the wall, but my knuckles started bleeding. Human,. remember? I screamed at the top of my lungs as I had once before when my race was killed. I wouldn't be surprised if several classrooms heard me. I didn't care at the moment though, I was taking my frustration out on the wall, sink, mirror, anything close enough.

I was about to hit the mirror again when I felt a strong grip on my arm, stalling my movements. I didn't have to turn to know it was Edward. He must have heard my thoughts in the classroom and came to see if I was all right, and keep me from injuring myself even more.

I knew from looking in mirrors that I looked bad, even after just a few minutes. My hair was sticking out everywhere after pulling on it, my forehead was bloodied (blood flowing down my face, blinding my left eye), both of my hands were bloodied, my eyes were red, my face was wet with tears, several mirrors were broken. Their glass shattered and splattered with blood, a few blood covered pieces fell to the floor. I had also banged my head against the sink several times.

Edward didn't say anything as I yelled out again. I tried to punch something with my free hand, but he stopped me again. I collapsed onto the floor, drawing my legs up to my chest, my forehead resting on my knees, my arms wrapped around my legs. Edward still didn't say a word, he just sat down next to me, probably to make sure I didn't cause myself any more bodily harm.

When my breathing had finally steadied, Edward spoke. "Who's Adolfo?" He asked quietly. This just caused another round of tears to start.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

What did you think? It wasn't too bad, I guess. But, it's a pretty depressing chapter after a month of no updates. -shrug- I just thought as I went. I don't know where this came from, but I'm happy my writer's block is gone.

Review please! I'd uberly love you!