A/N: Sorry for taking so long posting this one! I had year nine SATs to deal with, but I'm here now! Anyhow, I'm also currently writing two more stories in this series of crossovers… Slot them together and you'll find out the big story. So, please check them out, they're on my profile page, and please do the poll on there, because I need to know what next to do in the series! (By the way, if I am wrong about Merlin being sixteen, please correct me in reviews.)

Chapter Nine

Sitting on the end of the bed Merlin was now laying in, Alice spoke in her soft voice, notebook perched on her lap, "You're new alias is Jethro Emrys, I got bored with the old one. I presumed you'd want your only known grandfather's name and the name other magical beings knew you as. Straight logic would say-"

"Please stop." Merlin whispered to his new friend propped up with pillows, "How can you live with being like this? I have a choice for what I do. Not that the choices are what I want, but, I won't die if I don't use my magic." He paused, "You have no choice for what you do, it's drink blood or starve. It would be different if you were like the well known vampires, but you're not. You have consciences."

Alice looked up to the ceiling thoughtfully and sighed, "I can see your point. But our family only drink the blood of animals, it's a bit different. We could drink the blood of humans though, if we wanted, but it's our choice." The pixie like teenager passed her friend a bottle of water as she finished what she said. It was odd talking to someone like this, them feeling sad for what she was, rather then scared. She wondered it herself sometimes, though, how could she live like this? It must've been harder for Carlisle, being changed into something you despised, and the rest of the community were very aware about. What about Edward? When he fell in love with Bella, she was human, fragile, breakable to his touch. "I guess I'm lucky, I have no recollection of my past life. I just saw the Cullens in a vision with their way of life. It was easier than anticipated."

Struggling to open the bottle, due to his weakness from being ill, Merlin nodded in agreement, then asked Alice for a hand in opening the bottle. She happily did without a struggle. Using her ability in seeing the future, now Merlin had, somehow, come into view, the vampire saw him tipping the water over himself, much like Bella would've when she was human. Alice stuck a straw in the bottle and insisted to help her friend drink.

Not in the mood to argue, Merlin complied. Once he had, had enough, Alice put the bottle on the table beside them, the young warlock asked, "What, exactly happened to make you, you know, vampire? It couldn't have been as bad as what happened to me. Could it?"

Nodding, the female agreed, "I can't remember my past. You see, I have investigated it in great depth, because I had no memory, but a vampire that recognised me, made me look into it. Turned out, there was a reason for my memory loss. I was admitted into an asylum, where I was stuck in a dark room. More to that, I was subdued into electro-shock therapy. The memory-loss was supposed to be temporary, but the vampire I mentioned earlier caught whiff of my blood and wanted it. A worker in the asylum was in love with me, and a vampire, so we ran for it. When James had us cornered, the asylum worker changed me into this." Alice pointed to herself, then carried on, "Angry, James killed him and ran off. When I woke up, I was alone, no memories, no identity. The problem was, when I was changed, I was still recovering from the therapy, meaning the only name I could remember was my middle name. I then had a vision of Jasper, the Cullens and I altogether. I picked Jasper up on the way to the family's new house."

Merlin was confused, "Wait, why didn't you recover fully from this, 'Electro-shock therapy?'" Half the terms the female vampire used were complete nonsense to him, but the young warlock knew he'd be able to piece it all together soon enough.

The girl sighed, "Vampires aren't able to change, they get locked, frozen, if you will. I was unable to remember things the time I was converted, so I was stuck memory less." She stood, "I'll get you some of your new clothes!" She dashed out of the room returning almost as soon as she went. She held a black shirt, red tie and skinny black jeans.

It took them a while trying to get Merlin changed, seeing as he was weak, but they managed half an hour later. Leaving the room, they reached the top of the staircase talking, "You never actually told me where Arthur is…" This statement made the pixie girl bite her lip.

Before she could reply, they both stopped, as they had started to overhear a conversation, "When there was a barrier opening, earlier, I saw something." Silence, "The nomads. All three of them. And a woman, a sorceress of sorts. It's all that's been going around his head. It's like he knows all he needs, but he doesn't know what to do." The voice belonged to Edward.

Another voice, Emmett's, spoke up, "I thought the treacherous Laurent said he was three hundred, not, um, one thousand six hundred, or something…" It was obvious the Cullens knew of the, 'friends' Nimueh had, and they didn't hold them anywhere nice in their hearts.

As Alice started to say something, Merlin interrupted, "That sorceress is called Nimueh, she is extremely dangerous. Gaius says she triggered the revolution that caused The Great Purge." The young warlock stood, "She killed people because of Arthur and I. If we stay here much longer, there-." He paused, "She's more powerful than me, and she could come here."

The vampire girl laughed, "I don't think she could do much to me or my family, seeing as we're already dead."

Shaking his head, the young warlock preceded down the staircase, towards the living room. As he walked in, the room turned silent. Suddenly, Esme walked over to him and lead him to sit on the sofa between Jacob and Edward, a terrible contrast of heat. "That sorceress that you were talking about was Nimueh. The High Priestess of The Old Religion."

If there was colour in Carlisle's face before, it would've been drained by now, "She possesses the power of life and death."

The scruffy shape shifter looked at the oldest vampire in confusion, "What could she do to you lot? Bring you back to life, only to kill you again?"

Just then, Bella walked in, Renesmee in her arms. Before she could take a seat, the little girl touched her mother's face, only to show that she wanted Merlin. Confused, the nineteen year old vampire walked over to the sixteen year old, "Do you want to hold Nessie? She's keen on you." This was obvious, as the girl smiled at him in agreement.

Giving in, Merlin nodded, and before he knew it, Renesmee had jumped onto his lap. "Hello." She whispered with her musical voice. They both relaxed as they were caught in the conversation and plans for patrols around the area. The little girl soon fell asleep, but when Edward attempted to take her from Merlin, she wouldn't let go of the warlock, and, due to her strength, her father had to give up, otherwise Merlin would, probably get crushed.