Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, all rights go to Stephanie Meyer.

also this is my first twilight fic so don't blame me if it's bad.

April 14th 1858

Maria's POV:

I knew there was a battle coming. It was destined to happen. Just this soon, I was not prepared for. The time I seen the first flames ignite in a few small houses down the street, in west Monterrey. Things happened pretty quickly after that. It was total chaos. My coven, my mate, my two parental figures fought valiantly, but in vain.

Just breathe, cariño

Two sharp breaths, and I was out.

Por favor, let us survive the night

I looked over my shoulder just quick enough to see a sight etched into my innocent mind forever. Bloodthirsty, white faced vampires. And the screams, oh don't get me started on the screams. My eyes flashed. I found myself caught up in a battlefield, blood spilling from my mouth. The limbs ripped off all the people I've ever known. I sobbed papa.

Bang.

"No!" I screamed, and screamed again. No use. just breathe cariño I could hear his words in my mind, but he was gone. All I've ever known, burnt down. My legs gave way.

Hey satan, why don't you come over here, give Maria a little reality check? See how this firecracker burns.

Oh it burns, burns so bad it feels like someone slipped cyanide into my throat.

Appreciation factor? Zero.

But God had had enough of giving me strawberry cheesecake. Now it was time for the wasabi.

Present time

No ones POV:

Maria knew Jasper had potential from the first night they met. That first night that changed their lives, for better or worse. Although Maria's life couldn't get worse than it was, and what happened to her, for what she thought.

Jasper noticed three ladies on a riverbed. The first thing he noticed was how extraordinary beautiful they were. A blond woman on the right, pale, giving him a questioning look. A woman on the right, dark, curly hair, her eyes red. But his eyes were immediately drawn to the lady in the middle. He took in her dark, long hair, her face. Her beautiful face. She looked of Mexican descent. She wore a beige coloured corset, like many other women wore these days. Her gaze was firmly fixed on him, as if she was assessing everything about him, before walking towards him.

He later learnt her name was a certain Maria..

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