4. Stories

"I always kinda considered you being a vampire, your eyes, your skin, and that you would never eat or drink anything around me." Nessie said.

"But I don't get it, though," I said, "How come you can eat and drink?" I asked.

She sighed and explained her story compellingly. Occasionally looking up at me to read my expression, and trying to read my mind…which she couldn't.

"And so it's like an on and off thing, but I still need blood to fully live," she explained after her long story.

Of course, I knew the Volturi, but the truce between her family and the werewolves was both interesting and strange, and the entire imprinting concept was even stranger, it made me feel jealous, and made me want to almost rip Jacob Black's head off.

For the next few hours, Nessie had told me about her gifts, and how she could show people memories, and relive them constantly in her head, as well as her mind-reading ability. Next I asked about her family, and she explained mostly about Edward and Bella, and even a bit about my uncle, which was the only real connection that brought us together.

I had to remind myself to thank him someday.

Suddenly I was very curious about a small aspect.

"So, you're already fully matured, and will only live to the physical appearance of a 15 year old?" I asked curiously.

She looked at me with a smile and said, "Yes, the day I turn 15 is the last time I will ever age, well that's according to Carlisle and my dad, and Nahul, the other boy like me that I told you about."

"Well, that's good, because I'm frozen at 14 and ½ forever." I said.

She then laughed, and we began talking again.

I called up George, and spoke to him, explaining things to him for like a half an hour. It also turned out that Bryan had to leave my house because of an unexpected dentist appointment. I had to apologize to him later, and than the Cullen's invited me to stay over for a night, but Nessie had to sleep.

Esme and Carlisle invited me onto the couch, and it seemed like the entire Cullen family seemed to join to.

Edward than came in, and his face finally seemed at ease, as well as everyone else's.

"Well, now things are a lot easier, knowing you're like us," he explained.

"But I can't read your mind…why is that?" Edward than asked me.

"I'm a shielder, just like…um I forgot who, but someone from the Volturi." I explained.

"Oh, well that makes sense, you're just like Bella." And Edward pointed to his wife, who smiled at me, and than he whispered something in her ear, and than kissed her forehead.

"So what is your story Matt?" asked Carlisle

I sighed, and took in a deep breath, and than started.

"Well I was born in 1930, in Ohio, and a few years later, my family had moved to Germany. During World War 2, my father was sent off to war, and my mother was working most of the time. Then in 1944, my mother had died, and one day I found myself, helplessly walking around in the winter, and suddenly an SS officer came to me, and had mistaken me for a Jew."

I studied most of their faces, which seemed to have most interest in my story, which was surprising.

"This was during the Holocaust, and I had been able to speak German well, but the SS officer didn't believe me."

"I had begged and pled to him that I was not Jewish, but obviously my physical appearance pretty much gave me away to a false identity."

They knew was to happen next, but still with an engrossed expression on most of their faces.

"So then the officer had enough of my begging, and beat me up on the pathway. I was loosing so much blood, that I just laid myself on a pile of snow, and waited to die."

"It seemed like minutes passing, but it was only a few moments that I laid on the cold surface, awaiting my death. Suddenly there was a faint figure growing closer to me, and he was the most…well…the most beautiful person I've ever seen."

"With hesitating, he came up to me, looked me in the eyes, and said something. Seconds later, the cold feeling was gone, and a new warm feeling was making me feel better."

"But then the warm feeling became hotter and hotter, until I literally was begging for death. It seemed like a century until it was over, but three days later, the beautiful man sat across from me, and had told me what I had become."

"His name was George, and he saw a bit of hope, and just, something that her felt would be good for the both of us. He's not my creator to me, he is my father, the father I never had."

I looked at the families faces again, and Bella's was full of tears, and Edward kissed her again. Jasper seemed still engrossed in the subject, as well as Alice sitting next to him. Rosalie, and…Emmett, was back to watching TV as soon as I was finished.

"But then how can Mike Newton be your uncle?" Edward curiously asked, while softly comforting his wife.

I took in a deep breath.

"Well Mike is George's great niece's son. He had a sister who eventually had a son who had a brother, who eventually had a daughter, who eventually had another daughter, who than had Mike. George's sister was about 7 years younger than him. And he was about 45 when he found me.

"So-"Edward cut off. "Yes I supposed that would be about right." He said strongly.

"Wait a second, than would Newton know that George hasn't aged in like 50 years?" asked Emmett.

"Well yes, but his sister never had children, she just adopted a young boy, but then she died when he was 5, he had never met or heard of George, so neither did his later adopted brother or niece. Or of his niece's son, Mike Newton."

"Georges sister was 42 when she adopted little Harry, and when Harry was 5, she died, and his father adopted Peter two years later. Now it is 1953, when Harry is 7, peter 11. 14 years later Peter had his daughter Elisabeth in 1967, and 21 years later she had Mike in 1987, and so he turned 17 in late 2004. Mike only knows of me since I met him once at a vacation me and George had, but he hasn't seen us since, but we still keep in contact with him" I explained, and everyone was in mere shock, except for Edward, he just took in these words solemnly.

Minutes later, I began to watch the TV, it was something I would probably be doing for the next 1o or 11 hours