Alright, I decided to post this chapter early. =3 What can I say, I'm a suck up!
This chapter is short, too, but the next one will, hopefully, be longer.
ENJOY!

Over the years, Drew and I moved around quite often. He taunted me about my animal-blood-only diet, and for my love for human life. Somehow, he couldn't see how I yearned to be human again, how I yearned for the sounds of my children's laughter. God, how I missed them every waking minute of the day! To my dismay, Drew had no regret for slaughtering my family, and that angered me. As the years flew by, we bickered more and more often. By 1989, I had had enough.

As soon as Drew had left to go hunting, I packed my things. Within fifteen minutes, I was ready to be on my way. I set off without a glance behind me, and I continued wandering for three years. Drew never found me, or at least he didn't show himself. I found myself drawn to a small, quaint little town called Forks, Washington. I was aware to the fact that there was already another coven living there, but that didn't matter. I was desperate for someone to talk with, to laugh with!

When I wandered into town, though, I smelled the most delicious, mouthwatering scent that I had ever smelled. I followed the scent to a large house near the edge of town, and I was taken by surprise at the sight that awaited me. There were four older children in the house, a dead woman laying on a bed, and three newborn infants. There were two girls and one boy, but the smallest infant, which was a girl, was the only one breathing. I watched on in disbelief as a red headed girl, she couldn't have been older than fifteen, scooped up the tiny baby, nestling her close to her chest. But then, my eyes widened with shock as I realized that the delicious scent was coming from that little infant. I'd never wanted to drink a human's blood more than I did now. And yet… I couldn't bring myself to cause that family more grief. So instead, I stayed and watched them, and I learned a curious thing.

They could all do magic.

Within a few minutes, the red headed girl and her twin brother, they just had to be twins, pulled out thin pieces of wood and swished them through the air. In return, the bodies vanished. They all had tears pouring down their faces, and the oldest, an ugly, sharp-faced girl that was staring at the infant with contempt, ran out the door. I stayed hidden in the bushes, watching in case this little broken family needed help. I heard the eldest boy call his twin Lily, and she called him Max, and I gradually learned all of their names. Lily wrapped the infant in a warm, pink flannel blanket, and rocked her slowly. The fragile baby girl was crying pitifully, and I immediately understood that she was hungry. In return, Lily grabbed a bottle that had suddenly appeared, and motherly began to feed the little one. I listened desperately for a name, anxious as to what I would call this little one that had such appealing blood.

"Mum would have wanted you to have a pretty name." Lily spoke softly, rocking the little girl. "Hm… your name shall be… Katherine. Katherine Isabella Evans, after Mum." She smiled down at little Katherine, and I felt my heart race.

My little angel had a name. Katherine Isabella Evans, I thought, a smile on my lips for the first time in years. I will never let you out of my sight. The bottle was slowly emptying, but before it was half way emptied, little Katherine fell fast asleep. Lily took her into a bedroom that had a basinet in one corner, and a bed in another.

"You can sleep in my room, Kitty Kat…" Lily murmured quietly, tucking in the infant. I smiled at the loving care the older girl showed her baby sister, but my smile quickly disappeared.

Little Kat was far, far too small. Neither Matthew nor Elizabeth had been that small when they were born. I felt my eyes widen in fear, and then they narrowed. I would not let this little angel die on me. Never. I felt it my duty to make sure she was protected. She would never be alone; I would make sure of that. She would always have me watching over her. I would protect her with all my life. Always.

At that moment, I heard a low chuckle behind me. I froze in fear, then turned around. "Hello, Drew." I said coldly, walking away from the house; it would not do to have him see the little angel in there.

"Dearest Christian. Did you think that it would be so easy as to run away from me?" He sneered at me, then took a step toward the house. I heard him inhale, then sigh in surprise. "What a delightful smell. Looks like I'll be hunting here tonight." He smirked as he slipped into a crouch, and my insides froze in fear.

"NO!" I roared, tackling him as hard as I could. I would not let him take the little girls' life.

He hissed at me angrily, then understanding lit up his face. "By God, Christian, it's just a baby! But she smells appetizing to you, too… hm…. I think I shall let her live. When she is older, she shall choose between us. But I can assure you, brother; she will choose me." With a ghostly laugh, he disappeared into the shadows.

I cursed violently, then raced back over to the house. Katherine was still fast asleep, unharmed. I sighed in relief, then settled into the bushes, watching her curiously. She was so beautiful… far more beautiful than my own daughter had been, I'll admit. After a few more minutes, I lay down in the bushes, her little angel face stuck in my memories. I vowed that I would view her as I had viewed Elizabeth; as a daughter. But, Drew's words haunted me, "When she is older, she shall choose between us. But, I can assure you, brother; she will choose me." I shuddered, praying to the powers that be that little Katherine would not have to ever face Drew.

Several moments later, I sat up, alarmed; Kat had began to cry. I peered into the room as Lily rushed in, scooping up the fragile little newborn.

"Sh… hush, little lamb…" Lily cooed, nuzzling her baby sister. "Everything's alright, lovie…" She hummed quietly as her eyes brimmed with unshed tears as she rocked Katherine slowly, humming quietly.

I felt a pang of guilt for the older girl, all alone in this world. But I could tell she was strong. She would have to be strong to survive raising her baby sister. Of course, I would always be there in the wings, helping. Well, not that they would notice; I would be careful to remain hidden from this magical family. I felt my brown eyes warm with the sudden idea of taking care of them, and then my happiness diminished. What was I to do about hunting? My brow furrowed slightly, then smoothed out. I would simply call the animals to me, and then dispose of the bodies. It would not be the first time I had done something like that. I could not afford to let that monster near baby Katherine.

My hair bristled slightly at the very thought. I swear to God, if he harms her…. I let my thought trail off as I focused back on the little infant. She was gurgling a little, which was highly adorable, and near sleep again. With a soft smile, Lily put Katherine back in the basinet, then left the room quickly. I watched the infant with interest, tilting my head to the side curiously. She was so interesting! Her eyes blinked open for a moment, and I caught sight of deep blue eyes; the color of eyes all babies have. I chuckled quietly, shaking my head with slight amusement as she closed her eyes again. "Go to sleep, little Katherine. I will not anything arm you through the night.

And, as if she heard me through the window, Katherine closed her eyes and, with a soft sigh, fell fast asleep. With a soft laugh, I, too, fell asleep in the bushes outside the Evans' Manor.

I woke up the next morning, blinking with surprise as I sat up. Had I really slept through the whole night? My eyes looked through the window, and a smile lit my face at the sight of Katherine nestled in her blanket inside the basinet. I hadn't noticed the night before, but she had just small little fuzz of hair; white blond. I froze instantly, trembling despite myself…. Mary's hair had been that exact shade….

I quickly shook away the feeling of dread, determined not to believe what my conscience was screaming at me. Surely this wasn't a sign that Kat was meant to be mine; to be what Mary had been to me! It would be impossible, for I had vowed the day Drew had slaughtered my family that I would never love anyone other than Mary. And yet… I felt Mary slipping out of my heart. Kat was the only important thing now. The though sickened me nonetheless, however. Falling in love with an infant was disturbing, and yet it didn't feel like love. For the moment, it was nothing but protectiveness that I felt over the wee child; I would be the father she never had.

As she grew up, if she wanted me to stay around, I would be the best big brother or friend she would ever have. And maybe, just maybe, when she grew, she'd want me to stay around. Forever.

I would stay forever, regardless, though. But if she chose life with me, I would have to make her what I was.

A vampire.

Immortal.

Would I be strong enough to make such a choice? I had no idea. But, if she did choose me, I would love to spend eternity with her. The thought of that made me happy, which thoroughly surprised me.

I hadn't been happy in almost 200 years.

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Next chapter, I'll be speeding some things up. Kat will be three, and what happens when she discovers Christian?
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