Naomi Robinson moved to Washington in hope to start fresh only to realize her problems have followed her. A dark secret awakens on her twenty-first birthday that not even the pack or Cullen`s could help. What is Naomi `s secret and will Embry be able to help her get through it?

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.

Embry/OC

~ Chapter I ~

(Naomi)

I stepped out of the moving truck, a box labeled 'kitchen supplies' written in a black sharpie marker gripped on to my hands as I examined my new home. The large, two story log like house had a modern twist by placing glass walls making the living room clear into view. I didn't mind as some might get afraid of looking out at the woods. I actually liked how I had nature surrounding me. I especially love how they build around the trees, so the pouch had an even more friendly environment look. I'm really glad I had a lady named Esme Cullen to design it.

I walked up the wooden stairs and unlocked the doors as I instructed the men where to place the future. I helped too while taking a peek around the house. I saw the blueprints, but never got the chance to see for myself in person. And I can honestly say, I'm amazed.

After nearly forty- five minutes of placing the furniture in, one out of the six men came up to me while his eyes flickered around the house, admiring it. It truly stood out from most of the homes I passed while coming here from Arizona. Not to mention in the dead middle if the woods. But, I'm cool with it. I actually asked if I can have my home here.

"This big house is only for only you?"

I smiled up at him, his blue eyes looking down at me as I nodded, "Yup. I like it."

He nodded at my explanation before having me sign a sheet and leaving with the rest of his crew. I waved goodbye before looking around see boxes clustering up my new home. My attention turned to the clock that read six- twenty p.m. If I start now I won't have much to do later and I can relax. That sounded like a plan to me. I made my decision and began to unpack the kitchen things first.

12:46 a.m

Well, that took longer than expected, but at least I'm fully unpacked. I breathed out as I plopped down on white comforter of my bed. The house came with a total of three bedrooms and I of course picked the largest and filled it up with my bed, two night stands, a vanity, a desk that held my computer and a bean bag chair because... well, who doesn't love a bean bag chair?

My room was white with a splash of peach coloring here and there to give it more color. I also placed a lot of plants around because obviously having the woods that trees, bushes and plants wasn't enough life for me. I needed them inside my house. Something lively to keep me sane.

After about five minutes of relaxing and nearly falling asleep a couple times, I finally had enough strength to pull myself off the bed. Grabbing my shower essentials, I stepped into the bathroom and took a nice hot shower and scrubbing my skin with a rose scented soap.

Stepped out of the bathroom, I looked into the long mirror that showed my 5'1 figure and my caramel skin. My long eyelashes framing my honey brown eyes with specks of gold. My dusty brown hair that goes a little pass the middle of my back was in a messy bun on top of my head.

I turned off the light and jumped into bed. A giggle escaped my lips before snuggling into my pillow. This was nice to relax and not have to worry for just one day. To have a fresh start. Just as I was about to go into a slumber...

"Nice house you got here."

I groan loudly as I turned to look at where the noise was coming from. Getting up, I came into contact with the mirror that held my reflection. Well, sort of. Instead if a white long sleeve shirt and volleyball shorts I had on, my reflection had on black skinny jeans, a black tank-top, black leather knee length boots and a black leather jacket. Her... or my hair was down framing my heart shaped face with red lipstick and black eye shadow completing her dark look.

My shoulders slumped as a exhausted sigh left my lips. "Adrianna, glad to see you... again." Note sarcasm.

Adrianna as you could tell was an exact replica of me. Maybe because she is me. An evil me that wants to be controlled of my body, but that's never going to happen. She gave herself a name so people wouldn`t get us confused. It`s funny how she already gave herself a name thinking that people will even get the chance to see her. I`m in control and it`s going to stay that way.

"Naomi." She says back playing the 'I'm-trying-to-be-nice' charade.

I crawled back into the bed before leaning on the headboard as I continue to stare at her. "What can I do for you?" I already knew what she wanted. She bothers me every night complaining her shit to me.

There's always that part of me that wishes for the day she learns her place and figures out that she will never be in control. No matter how much I wish and dream, it will never happen. I know she pester me at every single chance she gets. I think she believes if she irritates me long enough, I`ll get tired of rejecting her and finally give her the power. Well, it`s been at least two years, almost three and that plan has fail severely.

But, I could tell she was waiting. Waiting for a moment to strike me down. She knew I`d get weak eventually and she`ll use that chance to take over, but I didn`t plan on becoming weak. I held my guards up. Especially at 3 am, her witching hours. It became a simple routine for me. Before three o`clock hit, I`d do the normal of spraying the mirrors down with holy water, instantaneously repeating scriptures in the bible I had memorize.

She smirked at me, her signature evil one before clearing her throat. "I came to ask for my position of-"

"No." I cut her off as I placed the blankets over my entire body to keep her out of my view. I could just see her boiling with anger. I knew she hated not getting what she wanted. But, she should be used to it by now. I rejected every night since I turned eighteen which was two years ago.

"You know he's coming in mere time." I tensed. "When he sees that your stalling, he won't be pleased." I tossed the covers off and glared at her. She honestly thinks that reminding me this would thin out her chances.

"It doesn't matter what he wants. It's about what I want."

She laughed as if I told the world funniest joke. "What you want? Be serious. I could give him everything he wants. You don't even deserve those powers he granted you with."

I gritted my teeth, "The power of death." I snarled.

Adrianna nodded, a smirk riding her features once more. The look didn`t fit me at all. I preferred the sweet, innocent smile I give off and I beed my last dollar she thought the opposite. "The most glorious power of them all." I shivered, disgusted by her reaction. Her attention snapped to me again, "He's coming. On our twenty-first birthday, He'll be here. You have three months." And I lost it. I grabbed the first thing that I saw from my nightstand, which my clock, and swung it at her. A gasped escaped her lips before the glass of the mirror broke into pieces, landing on the floor.

Great way to start of the first night of living in the new house.

From the glass that survive the accident, I saw my usual brown eyes turn black. I cursed underneath my breath before shooting up from my bed, careful to avoid cutting myself on the glass on my way. Searching around for where I placed my cigarettes, I quickly found them in one of the drawers before stepping off onto the balcony with a light gripped in my left hand.

I sighed in relief when the stick was between my lips before lighting it up on the other end. I took a deep breath and exhaled. Placing the cigarette between my pointer finger and my middle finger, I watch as the puff of smoke danced in the air. I smiled it before waving my other hand which instantly caused the smoke to take on a bunny figure. The smile was soon wiped off my face when I remembered my power. Or curse as I like to describe it. Adrianna was right.

I was running out of time.

So, this is the first part of the new story. How did you like it? I changed Olivia`s name to Naomi and I think it`s pretty fitting. If you want to see the home, I`ll try to link it to my profile if it works, but leave a review and cha!

~HatersGoing2Hate