1Chapter One: Finding Out

I never thought that I would ever see the women standing in front of me again. I had no idea what to say to her; I just stared at her as she stared at me. She hadn't changed much since I last saw her- she was the same old Renee that I remembered from when I was a little girl. She didn't look as depressed as I thought that she would look. I, on the other hand, will always dread that subject, the one I named "death of sister".

"Hi Renee, long time no see," I said kind of off-handedly. "I'm sorry I didn't make it to the funeral; my mom wouldn't let me go when they died."

I expected a pained face, a mad face, a sad face, even a sympathetic face. But nothing would have ever prepared me for a confused face; she didn't seem to know what I was talking about. She opened her mouth as though she going to say something, but then she would close it again. I couldn't understand why she wasn't upset with me for mentioning Bella's and Charlie's death.

"Whose death, Lily?" she asked me. "What do you mean? Who died? Better yet, where have you been; we have been looking for you for years, your mother just stopped bringing you for your summer visits"

Now I was the one that was confused. "What do you mean, "whose death"? Bella's and Charlie's! Mom said they died in a car crash years ago."

I was close to tears now, and I couldn't believe that she would play such a dirty trick on me. The death of my sister Bella had always been a sore subject for me. Bella and I had been like glue growing up; we only saw each other in the summer time when we went to visit our dad Charlie, but when we got there it was like we would pick up where we left off, as if we were never apart. So for Renee to act like Bella was still here was a low blow for her.

"Lily, Bella didn't die, and nether did Charlie," she said to me. She launched into details upon seeing my confused face . "They're alive, nothing happened to them; in fact, Bella is living with her dad right at this moment in Forks. We thought that something happened to you when you and your mother dropped off the face of the earth."

My older sister wasn't dead, my father wasn't dead, and my mother had lied to me all those years ago. My mind for some reason couldn't process this information. It would keep going over it multiple times until finally, all I knew was black.

Several hours later…

"Charlie, I am telling you that she is in the bed right in front of me,"said a voice through the darkness.

I knew that voice. That was Renee, but what was this about her talking to Charlie? Then all that had happened earlier came rushing back, and I felt several emotions a once. Sadness, hurt, fear, happy, relief, and most of all, I felt like I was alive again. Shortly after my mother had lied to me and said that Charlie and Bella had died in a car crash, I had shut down. I felt empty. But now that feeling was gone. I had my sister back and my father too; I didn't have to live alone anymore. I had been on the run from child protection since my mother had died about three years ago, when I was 14. Now I could go live with my father.

"Her mother told her that you and Bella were dead." I opened my eyes to see her facing away from me, talking on her cell phone. "Yes I know, I don't even want to be the one to tell Billy what his sister has pulled."

That's when I sat up in bed. I hadn't thought about my Uncle Billy yet. I never even thought that it was an option to go live with him. The last that I had heard of Billy, he was raising his kids all by himself because his wife had died. I never wanted to put any more stress on him, but I wished that I would have at least kept in touch.

"Renee, are you talking to my dad?" My voice cracked when I said "dad". I still couldn't believe that he was alive until I heard his kind voice. She spun around to face me, surprised that I was awake. "Can I talk to him please?"

She slowly nodded and then handed me the phone. "Daddy?"

"Lily, sweetie, I missed you so much." I started crying as soon as I heard his voice.

"I missed you too, Daddy. I thought that I had lost you and Bella," I sobbed out. "I-I-"

I couldn't say anything else; I just couldn't stop crying. And from the sound of it, both he and Renee were crying, too. I felt Renee wrap her arms around me to help calm me down. As soon as I could get my voice under control, I fixed the phone so that it was on my ear the right way.

"Can I come see you? I don't have anywhere else to go. Mama is dead, and she has been for three years" I asked him.

"What do you mean, she has been dead for three years?" His voice sounded strained. "If she is dead, then why didn't they send you to live with me? I'm your father! Who have you been living with?"

"Well she killed herself three years ago, and since then I have been on the run. I didn't know that you were alive and didn't want to add any more stress on Uncle Billy, so I ran," I explained. I knew that he was mad by the sound of his voice when he spoke again.

"Lily, sweetie, you would never have to worry about putting Billy under too much stress, he would have been happy to take his favorite niece in. He loves you," Dad said. "How have you been living? Where do you get your food?"

"Well, Mom left everything to me- her car and all her money- so I have been living off of that," I started to explain. "Which is running out now; I think I have about 4,000 dollars left and that's all. Dad, I'm sorry I didn't check myself."

"What do you mean, sweetheart?" he asked me, sounding confused.

"I should have seen for myself whether you were really dead. I shouldn't have believed her so easily," I confessed through the tears. "I should have done more than give up and listen to her."

"Baby, this was not your fault. All that matters now is that you're going to be coming to live with me," Charlie started. "We have a lot to catch up on."

A smile spread across my face. I was going to be living with my father and sister...

"Dad, how is Bella? Can I talk to her?" I asked hurriedly, excitement boiling in my chest. "I've missed her so much!"

"Sorry sweetheart, she's at school. I would rather we leave it as a surprise for her." he said. He went on to explain, "She's just getting over something big that really hurt her, so I don't want to get her too excited until you're here. I don't want her to go back into that depression stage."

My heart dropped. Something was wrong with my sister; something had hurt her. "Dad, what happened, what's wrong with Bella?"

I listened to what had happened to my sister, how she was now acting and how far she had come from that depressed stage. Even though I wanted to talk to my sister now, I knew that I would have to wait till I got there to tell her and to show her that I was ok. I didn't want my sister to freak out and hurt herself, even though I didn't think that she would go that far. I didn't want to test that theory. At that point in time I wanted to tear this Edward Cullen to pieces, and with what I was, I knew that I could do it. No human could stand up to me and expect to win.

I was a shape shifter; to be precise I was an anamorphmagus. I could change into any animal that I had seen, whether it was from a picture in a book or in real life. There are two kinds of shape shifters- what I am and then just regular shape shifters. They can only take on one animal form and where they live and their history tend to influence that. They don't have a choice on what they shift into and they tend to take on the characteristics of those animals.

For my kind of shape shifting, I stop aging when I turn18. I am immortal to some extent. My skin is very tough, my five human senses are a force to be reckoned with, and I am very fast even when I'm not phased into an animal (almost to the point where normal people cannot see me when I run). Then there is the imprinting; all shape shifters have this. When we find our soul mate, we imprint on them. It is too hard for me to explain to you how it feels because I have not experienced it yet.

Then the last part of my abilities is that every once in a blue moon I will get a vision. It only happens when I touch a person or thing, and it is not always true. You see, the future is always changing, because every second someone is making a decision and nothing is ever set in stone. So I have learned that I can't rely on my very few visions. I just let them guide me a little. but I never lean on them for support. The only ones I know I can trust are the insights into the past. That is when I have seen what has happened in the past after touching a person or thing.

I was brought out of my thoughts when I heard Charlie talking again. "Baby, I am going to set up with Renee for a way to get you here. Okay?"

"Dad, you don't have to do that. I can drive myself there on my bike,"As soon as those words left my mouth, I regretted saying them. How could I have forgotten how much my father hated motorcycles? I heard him drop the phone on the ground for a second and then cringed when he got back on.

"YOU WILL NOT BE DRIVING THAT DEATHTRAP DOWN HERE!" I knew I deserved that; I should have remembered and not opened my big mouth. "We will arrange for you to take a plane here, and that's that, young lady," With that I handed Renee the phone.

She pointed to the bathroom and said, "There are some of Bella's old clothes set up for you in there. They should fit you, so you can go get yourself cleaned up." I smiled and walked into the other room. I knew I had to get a hold of one of my friends that owed me a favor and see if I could get one of then to drive my stuff there. Then I could figure out a way to hide my bike.

I didn't realize how much I had needed that shower until I was under the hot water. I closed my eyes and thought about what I had been through since my mother had died. I lived at a place that sheltered runaways. The only catch was that they had to be drug free and keep up with the education. I had thrown myself into my schooling, and because of that fact, I was three years ahead of what I would have been.

At the shelter everyone got a bed and a locker. It was a commonly known rule that you never told anyone your combo, because you never knew who would turn their back on you and steal your stuff. I didn't have much stuff because I didn't want to have to carry it all over the place with me. So the stuff that I did have would have to be picked up. When I was done with the shower I walked out into the living room to see a man talking to Renee.

"Lily, this is Phil, my husband," Renee explained to me. I smiled and walked over to shake his hand. I turned to Renee and told her that I had to go pick up my belongings, and that I would be back.

"I'll give you a ride, just hold on a sec. I just have to get my keys." With that, she rushed into what I suspected was her room. She was back a second later, and we headed to her car. I had been hoping to be able to go by myself, but it seemed that Renee was going to keep an eye on me the whole time I was there. On the way there and back from the runaway shelter we made small talk. I told her about my schooling and my favorite subjects, while Renee told me about Bella and all the new things I had missed.

From what Renee told me, Bella was still her clumsy, accident-prone self. She had told me about how Bella had fallen out of a hotel window and nearly killed herself, and how Bella had come up with the idea that she should move in with Dad and not Renee, like I had originally thought. Renee told me everything she knew about my uncle's living situation and how Jacob was doing to the best of her knowledge. By the time we got back to her house, I was already wanting to leave for Forks and see my family again.

I found out that I would be leaving the day after tomorrow, and that the only people that knew I was going to be there were Charlie, Billy, and the school administration. Otherwise, it was going to be a complete secret to Bella and Jacob. Billy was so happy that he was going to see me again that he had called the next day to talk to me while Jake had been at school.


I waved goodbye to Renee and got onto the flight, having already put my luggage on the belt that would have them stored in cargo. I didn't have much- just my laptop, clothes and books; my guitar, keyboard, and all my other stuff would be driven here by my friend. I loved playing music; it was one of the things that I used to do to pass the time when I didn't have anyone to talk to. People didn't hang around me because they thought that I was weird. I was quiet so that I wouldn't have everyone staring at me, and I didn't want to be teased. That way, I wouldn't get into a fight and then get kicked out of the runaway shelter.

Otherwise, I was a very outgoing girl. I played soccer, ran track, had played a few different instruments, and loved to read. But with being in a home where people hated you if you were better then them, where they could make your life a living hell even if you just wanted to be left alone, I had learned to hide my personality and hobbies.

The plane ride was as boring as ever, but her stomach dropped when I felt it land. I waited to be the last one off the plane, as I was a little nervous to see my dad again. But when I disembarked, all that was forgotten as I ran and buried herself in my father's arms. How I missed his smell, his smile, his voice, and most of all, his comforting presence.

"You've gotten so big! God, you look so much like your mother," he said as he smiled down at me.

"No, I think I can see a little bit of you in her Charlie," a voice rang out from beside me. I looked over to see my uncle sitting in a wheelchair. I hadn't seen him in such a long time that I almost cried at the sight of him in the chair. He had been one of the most outgoing people I had known when I used to go over and visit him and my favorite cousin, Jacob.

"Oh Billy, what happened to you?" I asked as I walked over and gave him a hug.

"Don't worry, little bird, this isn't slowing me down none," he reassured me as he hugged me tighter. I stood up and looked around for a black haired boy. "Jake's not here, I haven't told him yet."

"Dad, where's Izzy? I thought that you said she would be here?" I turned to see a look on my father's face that could only mean he was pissed off. Then a look of hurt crossed mine. "What happened? Did she refuse to come see me?"

"No, little bird, Bella took off with one of the Cullens yesterday," Billy said from behind me.

"Which one? It better not have been that jackass, Edward," I said through gritted teeth. I heard Billy laugh from behind me, but I couldn't take my eyes off of my dad. I wanted to know why my sister would go off with an asshole that hurt her so badly. Charlie had told me of how Bella had been after he left her in the woods. It was to the point that I was scared to go in the house and touch anything, in fear that one of my rare visions would happen and show me what my sister had gone through. With my luck, that was just what was going to happen as soon as I let my guard down.

"For one, watch your language young lady. Two, no, she went off with Alice, Edwards sister," Charlie explained. I relaxed a little bit, but what was my sister up to? "So do you have anything other than that carry-on bag that you need to get?" Charlie asked me as he grabbed the handle of my rolling bag.

"No, one of my friends is going to drive my car down here with the rest of my stuff in a few days. They were going out of the country anyway, so I arranged for them to get a plane ticket here instead of there," I explained as we walked out to Charlie's police car. I had to sit in back because Billy was sitting in front, and I was already getting weird looks.


I watched as the plane landed; I was so nervous that my baby girl was coming home. After years of thinking that something bad had happened to Lily, I was finally going to be able to see her again. When the door opened and people started to make their way off the plane, my heart started to race.

Then she was there, looking around with searching eyes. When she caught sight of me, she ran over with her bag rolling behind her and hugged me. I didn't want to let her go in fear that I would lose her again. Lily looked so much like her mother, but then she didn't; she looked like Bella too a little.

Lily had her dark red hair up in a bun on top of her head. Her dark green eyes that were shaped just like mine were smiling up at me. Lily looked like she could be at least 5'9", maybe 5'10"; she must have gotten her height from her mother. She pulled away, and I got a better look at what she was wearing.

She had on a pair of black basketball shorts that were long enough to go past her knees and a black muscle shirt that went to the bottom of her butt. Her bangs were falling into her smiling eyes, and I noticed that her eyes weren't the same as they had been when she was little. Lily looked old beyond her years; what had happened to my little girl that made her eyes like that?

I watched as Lily hugged Billy and talked to him about Jacob. Then she turned to me. "Dad, where's Izzy? I thought that you said she would be here?" The use of his eldest daughter's childhood nickname, that only her sister could use, didn't make me smile like it used to. Because at that moment, I remembered why I had been standing there alone with Billy to wait for my daughter's plane to land.

Then I watched in shock as a hurt look spread across my daughter's still child-like face. "What happened? Did she refuse to come see me?" With that, my heart nearly broke. I wanted to say something, but I couldn't think straight. I was too mad, sad, and confused to say anything, and I thanked God when Billy explained it to her.

I was brought out of my reverie by my daughter's voice ringing out to me. "Which one? It better not have been that jackass, Edward." I was not shocked, as Lily had always had problems with her anger and tended to use foul language, but it didn't mean that I was going to sit there and let my 16, almost 17 year-old daughter use that kind of language in front of me and her uncle. I explained to her that Alice Cullen had come and taken Bella somewhere.

It was not like Bella intended to miss her sister arriving; Lily and I had meant it to be a surprise, so we hadn't told her yet. So she left because she didn't know. In fact, for all Bella knew, her sister could be dead.


When we pulled up to Billy's house, I could see that not much had changed. There was a cool car in the driveway and the tire swing that hung in the yard was gone, but other than that it was all the same. We got out of the car and Charlie started to push my uncle up to his house before I caught a scent that was familiar to me, but I couldn't place it. Then I heard the sound of a group of somethings running our way, and fast. It stopped just at the edge of the forest, far enough away that I couldn't see what it was, even with my enhanced sight.

A voice came from one of the things that had been out of sight as it stepped into view. "Dad, what's going on?" the teen that appeared said. That was when it hit me, why the teen looked familiar; it was Jake. I ran towards him but stopped dead when he got into a defensive stance along with a few more boys at his side.

"Don't you remember me J? I know it's been a while, but I thought..." I trailed off with a hurt look at my uncle. I looked back at Jake and took a step back. I didn't want to hurt my cousin if he or his friends attacked. I had put two and two together when I had seen my cousin, and I now knew that he was a shape shifter. It all added up to how big he was, his lack of shirt, and the smell.

"Lily?" A look of recognition spread across his face and then, not even a second later, a wolfish grin. I slowly walked over to my cousin and, he pulled me into a hug. "What? How? I thought... I missed you Lily."

"Why don't you introduce her to your friends while Charlie and I go in to catch the end of the game?" Billy said. Charlie agreed, even though he seemed like he didn't want to. I turned back to Jake and the confused males behind him and smiled.

"Well, Lily, this is Sam, Paul, Jared, and Embry," he listed as he pointed to each person in turn. "Guys, this is my older cousin Lily Flower Swan," Jake continued, and then laughed at the disgusted look on my face at hearing my full name.

"Hi, just call me L or Lily," I said to them. Then I turned to Jacob and smiled. "Aren't you forgetting something in that introduction of yours, dear cousin of mine?"

"No, I don't think so," he replied with a confused look.

One of my eyebrows shot up, "Are you sure?" I asked him, receiving a nod. "Well I would have thought that you would have told about your little inhuman abilities."

I almost laughed at the shocked looks on their faces; it was times like these that I wished I remembered to carry around a camera. I watched as they all looked at me with their mouths wide open. Sam seemed to be the one to recover first, and his face set into a serious look.

"How did you know?" he asked as the others snapped out of it and looked at me, waiting for an answer.

"Well, for one, look at you guys. You're huge! Second, when I hugged Jake, I hugged him harder than any regular human would have been able to handle. And third, I can smell you," I explained. I let what I had just said sink in; one by one, they were all coming to different conclusions. Then the shower of questions started.

"What do you mean, 'look at us?'" Paul demanded.

"Hugged me harder than any regular human?" From Jake.

"What do you mean, you can smell us" Embry asked.

Sam coughed and they all shut up at once, waiting for me to explain. I looked right back sensing that one of them would snap and yell; it was so fun to mess with people.

Paul was the first one to break. "How did you know we were werewolves?"

And with that I hit the ground laughing. I couldn't believe that they thought that they were actually werewolves! I was laughing so hard that I couldn't breathe, and my sides started to hurt. I looked up at them once I calmed, and they looked at me in ether anger, shock or annoyance. I slowly stood up and faced them.

"For one, you are not werewolves." I saw a few different emotions go across the five faces. "You would need a moon for you to turn, and a full moon at that."

"That is just superstition, we..." Sam started to explain.

"No, it's not, what you guys are, are shape shifters. A shape shifter is someone who can take the shape of an animal, and most of the time, the shape that you take is influenced by your lifestyle, personality, past and people that you live around."

"So we are not werewolves?" Jared asked me.

"No, I have met a werewolf in the past, and believe me when I tell you that they smell way different then shape shifters." I stated.

"There you go again with that 'they smell!' Before you said that and that you hugged Jake harder than a regular human would be able to handle. What do you mean by that?" Embry asked.

"Well, I am an anamorphmagus," I said, then smiled at the expressions on their faces. "An anamorphmagus is a higher level shape shifter; we can shift into any animal that we want. Well, any animal that we have seen before."

"Really? You can actually shift into any animal that you want?" Jacob seemed to have finally snapped out of his shocked state. He was looking at me in confusion. I started walking towards the woods, and they followed me. When I was deep enough in, I shifted into one of my favorite forms- a white Bengal tiger. The tiger was over twice the size it should have been.

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Then I shifted again into a much smaller animal. I looked up at them from the body of a red fox.

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I shifted back and watched their eyes widen. I was confused now; what had them shocked? "What? You can shift, too. It shouldn't surprise you."

"No, Lily, it's the point that you still had your clothes on after you shifted back. Ours rip off when we shift," Jake stated.

"Oh, that's because you're new at it. After a while and some concentration you should be able to shift and have your clothes shift with you. You got to look at it this way- I have been shifting since I was eight," I told them. They looked at me and then at Jake; I turned to see a sad look on his face.

"You were eight when you disappeared?" he asked.

"I suppose you want to know what happened, don't you J?" I asked with my head down. I heard a few pops and looked up to see the others slip off into the forest. I walked with Jake to the beach, where we sat down on a broken log. I told him how my mother, how his aunt lied to me and said that Charlie and Bella had died. I told him about how I found out what I was, and how my mother was one, too, and taught me everything I knew about the world. How I was bumped ahead a few times in school, how mother committed suicide when I was fourteen. I told him how, after I thought Bella had died, I had tried to kill myself by slitting my wrists when I was eight. When I was done telling him everything about what happened since I had last seen him, it was already dark.

We made our way back to the house, and when we got there Charlie, was waiting in his car. I turned to Jacob and gave him a hug while whispering in his ear, "I missed you, J. I'll stop by real soon." With that, I got into the front seat of the car, and we headed home. I smiled when I saw the big wolf running in the woods alongside the car for awhile.

The car ride was quiet, when we got home I jumped out of the car and ran for the house. I made sure to run at a human speed, since I wasn't ready to tell Charlie yet about what had made my mother take me away. I also wanted to tell Bella first; she had the right to know before Charlie. She actually would have been the first to know, but Jake had been an exception.

I waited, bouncing up and down as my dad wheeled my bag up the stairs and unlocked the door. I looked around the house and noticed that not much had changed. I grabbed my bag and made my way up the stairs, and when I got to the top landing I could hear my dad pick up the phone and call for pizza. There were three rooms on the second floor- Charlie's room, Bella's room, and mine. We all had to share the same bathroom, but that wasn't that bad, since I didn't take that long to get ready anyways.

I opened my bedroom door to see that nothing had been moved. Everything was as I remembered it; there was dust on most things, but other than that it was all the same. It looked like Charlie had changed the bedding, but that was all. I wheeled my suitcase over and I lifted it onto my bed. When I opened it, I took my laptop out and put it on my desk. I put all my clothes into my empty dresser drawers and put drawing book and color pencils on the desk. I walked down the hall and put all my toiletries in the bathroom.

I heard a car coming down the street and listened to it as it pulled up in front of the house. A person humming a familiar tone came walking up to the house, and I raced down the stairs as they knocked on the door.

"Dad, the pizza's here!" I yelled to him, and opened the door to see an older man with a box in his hands. "My dad's coming with the money," I said as I grabbed the pizza and walked into the house, leaving the door open.

"Is that Lily, Charlie?" the man at the door asked. "I haven't seen her in years!"

"Yeah, she's living with Bella and me now." Charlie went on to talk to him for a few minutes as I got the plates out, grabbed a slice of pizza, and sat down at the table. Charlie did the same once he came into the kitchen.

"So Dad, when do I start school?" I asked between bites. Charlie had been surprised when I told him that I was a senior, even though I should have been a freshman. I had told him how I was bumped ahead in third, fifth, and seventh grades, and he had told me how proud he was of me.

"You start in three days, on Monday," he answered. Good, that would give me enough time to look around and get used to the town and my car; my bike and the rest of my stuff would be here Sunday night.

That night, as I was trying to go to sleep, I was hoping that Bella was okay and that she would be coming home soon. I missed her and I needed her here with me.


I couldn't believe that he was sitting right next to me; it had to be a dream. But as I looked over, I could see him staring at the back of Alice's head. I knew that look- it was the same that I used to see in the mirror after my 'little' sister would save me from one thing or another. I would get that look in my eyes because I thought that my little sister shouldn't have been the one to save me- it should have been the other way around.

"Edward, it's okay to lean on your younger siblings." I watched him turn towards me. "That's what they're, there for".

"What do you mean, 'that's what they're, there for'?" he asked me with a confused look on his face.

"My little sister used to ask me, 'do you know why older siblings are born first?' I never knew what she was talking about, and then she would ask me, 'do you know why younger siblings are born second?'" I looked out of the plane window. "Then one day before she left to go back to live with her mom and I went back to live with mine, she asked me again. I didn't expect her to give me an answer; I thought she'd just move on to the next question like she always did," I told him, and I knew that Alice was listening, too. "But instead she said, 'older siblings are born first to protect the little ones who follow.'"

I looked over at Edward and then Alice, who was sitting in front of us with her head poked over the seat. "Then she asked again, 'now do you know why younger siblings are born second,' and like always, I said no. She answered, 'to protect the older ones who have fallen.'"

"You never told me that you had a sister." I looked over at Edward, and by the expression on his face, I knew he understood why I told him that story. I glanced at Alice and saw that she was smiling at me.

"That's because she's dead. The last time I saw her was when she said that," I told them. "She then got into her mother's car, and they drove away. She was supposed to come the next summer, like she always did, and stay with Charlie, but she never showed up. We never saw her again after that."

"Then how do you know that she's dead?" Alice asked.

"Because Lily wouldn't have gone this long without trying to contact us." I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. "She and I were very close, even though she was two years younger than me. We were complete opposites."

I took a moment to compose myself so that I could finish the story without crying. "Whereas I was a shy, clumsy, and adhered to the rules, Lily was a loud, athletic, rule breaking, outgoing person. She would make me not so clumsy and I would help her mind the rules a little more. She would make me not so shy and I would help her learn how to be quiet when need be. She had long, dark red hair, and the brightest dark green eyes that would shine when she was up to something. Her mother was Billy Black's little half-sister. She and my father used to hang out when they where younger; Billy said that she always had a crush on my father," I explained to them. "So when my mother left my father and started drinking, she was there and they had a one night stand that my father apologized for the next day. He told her that it was a mistake, that he still loved my mother and that he felt like he was betraying her."

"A few moths later her mother gave birth to her, and they worked out that she would come and live with Charlie every summer, just like I did." I looked out the window again. "Lily and I were inseparable in the summer; we used to spend almost all our time down at the rez with her cousin Jacob." I could hear the intakes of breath from Alice and Edward.

"I believe one of the times Jacob and his friends were picking on me, but when Lily came up, she told them that they better not mess with me because she was my younger sister and a vampire." I turned to look at them with a smile on my faces. "I think she must have been listening in on the older kids' bonfire, when they were talking about the old legends. Anyway, she growled at them and they took off. Lily said that just to make sure that they didn't mess with me anymore. That night we snuck out to their houses and scared them. Lily put on Jacob's old, white Halloween makeup and vampire teeth, and we went to all their windows and scared the shit out of them. They never did mess with me again."

"Your sister seemed to be very protective of you," Alice commented.

"Yes, she was. She said that she was going to be there no matter what happened and that she would always help me. But when she needed the protecting I wasn't there to help her. Now she's gone," I finished just as the plane landed.

Neither Alice nor Edward was surprised by the reception that waited for us at the Sea-Tac airport, but it caught me off guard. Jasper was the first one I noticed, and he didn't seem to see me at all; his eyes were only for Alice. She went quickly to his side, though they didn't embrace like other couples meeting there. They only stared into each other's faces, yet the moment was so private I felt like I needed to look away. Carlisle and Esme waited in the corner, far from the line for the metal detectors and in the shadow of a wide pillar. Esme reached for me and hugged me fiercely, yet awkwardly, because Edward kept his arms around me too.

"Thank you so much," she said in my ear. Then Esme threw her arms around Edward, and she looked like she was going to cry, if that was possible. "You will never put me through that again," she growled

After that, everything seemed to pass by quickly, from Carlisle thanking me for something I didn't do and to Rosalie apologizing to me. I must have fallen asleep because I woke to Edward shaking me.

"Bella, someone else is in your house," he stated as we pulled up. I could see that Emmett and Rosalie were alert.

"Who is it?" I asked him, worrying that Charlie was in danger.

"That's the thing, I can't here their thoughts," he said as he got out of the car. "Here they come."


I woke up at around five o'clock in the morning and couldn't get back to sleep. It was still hitting me that I was living with my father and that my sister would be coming home any day now. I got up and put on a new pair of skin tight sports shorts. (If you're an athlete you know that these are the shorts you put on under you sports shorts). Then I put on a black pair of basketball shorts that had green flames coming up from the bottom, a sports bra, tank top and long, green muscle shirt. I didn't put my hair up in a bun today, but rather pulled it back into a ponytail at the base of my neck.

When I was done I went out to start making breakfast, but as I was passing Bella's door I just had to go in and see what it looked like. I opened the door to see that she hadn't cleaned it before she left and that her bed wasn't made. I went over to her bed to make it, but as soon as I touched the blanket, it hit me.

I saw everything from the day Bella had come to live with Charlie and to the day she left with Alice. I felt everything, from happiness to the nothingness after Edward left. When it all ended I dropped to my knees, my head feeling like it was going to split in two. After a few seconds of the agonizing pain, all went black, and I knew nothing else.

When I came to, I could hear Charlie in the shower. Everything hurt my ears for a few minutes as my head pounded. This is why I thanked God that my visions were a "once in a blue moon" kind of thing. This last one was the worst I had ever had; it seemed that the more time they covered and the overall power of the emotions felt in them determined how badly they would hurt.

Charlie was getting out of the shower, but I still couldn't get up off the floor. Slowly, the room stopped spinning and I was able to stand again. By that time Charlie was downstairs, most likely eating a bowl of cereal. That was when I heard the almost silent car as it raced down the street.

"Bella, someone else is in your house," a smooth voice said as the car pulled up. I jumped up and made my way down the stairs at a human pace, even though it was killing me to move that slowly.

"Who is it?" I knew that voice no matter how long it had been since I'd last heard it. Bella. I was at the bottom of the stairs and making my way to the door when he replied.

"That's the thing, I can't hear their thoughts." I put my hand on the door and heard, "Here they come."

I flung the door open and hurried out onto the porch. It seemed like my world zoomed in and all I could see was my older sister. I stopped for a second, frozen; I could see the shocked look appear on her face, then the look of recognition. I bound across the yard and swept her into a hug, making sure that I wouldn't kill her.

"Izzy, its me," I said into her shoulder as I hugged her. I felt Bella tighten her hold on me, and I smelt the salt in her tears before I felt them on my shoulder. She was still shorter then me, but she looked just like I remembered her.

"Lils, I need to breathe," I heard her gasp, then realized that I had indecently tightened my hold on her a little too much. I set her down and stared at her through my tear-filled eyes. "What... how... when... I thought you were dead."

"As did I; my mother told me when I was getting packed to come to Dad's for the summer that you two had died in a car crash," I explained. "I was little, so I believed her. I didn't find out otherwise till about a week and a half ago when I bumped into Renee. We didn't tell you I was coming because we wanted it to be a surprise. We did the same for Jacob"

"How long have you been here?" she asked.

"Since yesterday afternoon. Now imagine my surprise when I come off the plane and you're not there to greet me" I commented. "Then I find out that you ran off with that bastard's sister that hurt you so much."

That's when I heard someone clear their throat, causing me to nearly jump out of my skin. I then realized that I was so caught up in Bella that I didn't see the three other people that had gotten out of the car. I turned and looked at them and instantly new who they where.

"You are so lucky I don't kick your ass for hurting my sister you jack-" Three things happened at once. The two other people that I knew from my vision as Emmett and Rosalie gasped. Edwards's eyes widened, and Bella punched me in the shoulder to shut me up.

"Lily Flower Swan." I knew I was in trouble; she never pulled out the full name unless she was pissed. I turned to her with tears in my eyes.

"Isabella Marie Swan, don't you try to stop me!" I yelled. "He hurt you! I heard about how you were after he left."

Then I rounded on Edward again. "How can you leave her in the woods like that? How could you leave her at all?!" At this point screaming in his face. I felt someone put their arms around me and life me off of the ground. I looked up to see an amused Charlie carrying me away from Edward.

"No, don't you dare Dad, he needs someone to beat some sense into him," I growled out.

"Lily, it's not what you think." I turned to Bella after she said that with a pissed off look on my face. I wiggled out of Charlie's hold and stormed into the house. I went up to my room and slammed the door but made sure that it wouldn't break while listening to their conversation.

"You are not to come into this house again," my dad yelled at Edward, "or next time I'll let her at you, and believe me when I say that you don't want to be on the receiving end of my youngest daughter's temper."

"Dad, stop it!" I could hear Bella plead. I didn't get it; he had hurt her and she was protecting him.

"Get in the house Bella," my dad said.

I heard her about to protest, but then Edward whispered, "I won't be far." I knew that my dad didn't hear it, but I easily did. I listened as she and Charlie made their way into the house and the car drove off. In no time at all, Bella was at my door, knocking.

"Come in," I called from my bed. I watched as she entered the room with tears in her eyes, and I knew my eyes where watering, too. She walked over to my bed and laid down next to me with her head on my chest.

"Do you know why older siblings are born first?" she asked me, and I nearly broke into sobs. I could hear something outside my window but ignored it, putting it off as an animal.

"To protect the little ones who follow," I said through my tears. "Do you know why younger siblings are born second?"

I could feel her smile. "To protect the older ones who have fallen." After that, we just lay there with each other for a few minutes.

"Why are you protecting him, he hurt you," I finally said.

"It's not what you think," she replied.

"Bella, I know about them being vampires, so don't give me that shit about it not being what I think it is." My eyes widened when I heard my window open. It was so quick that I knew Bella didn't see it, but I followed his movements until he stopped at the end of my bed.

"How did you know?" they both asked at the same time.

"I have my ways, and I would advise you to leave, bloodsucker. You're breaking and entering," I hissed as Bella sat up in the bed.

"Jacob told you, didn't he?" she asked.

"No, he didn't have to tell me. I found out on my own by Dad's description of him," I explained. "He isn't the first vampire that I have come across, either."

"Edward, you should go. Call me later, okay?" Bella said, and with that he smiled disappeared. I knew that she knew I was lying, so as soon as he was gone, I went into everything that had happened since we had last seen each other. I also went into far greater detail than I did with Jacob and dad.

We must have drifted off to sleep at some point, and I woke up to see Bella next to me while Charlie snored in his room. I was surprised by how easy she and Jacob had taken my news. Sure, I had told Bella a lot more about it and what it entailed, but I didn't tell her everything. I couldn't- not without admitting some things to myself first. I looked at the clock and saw that it read 2:30 am.

Well, looks like Bella missed Edwards call, I laughed in my head. Even though Bella had explained to me what had happened, I still didn't trust Edward. I was okay with the rest of the family, just not Edward. I fell back asleep with a smile on my face as I snuggled into my sister, wanting the reassurance that she was still there.


I left Bella's house and ran home. When I got there, I could hear Alice finishing the story Bella had told on the plane.

I walked in the door as Emmett started speaking. "There's something different about her sister though," he said.

"What do you mean?" Carlisle asked, looking between Rosalie and me.

"She smelled funny," Rosalie spoke up. "She didn't smell anything like food, just not human." As she said that, I looked back and realized that she was right. Lily Swan didn't smell like food at all.

"I like her; she is going to give Edward a lot of trouble in the near future," Alice said with a smile on her face. She went over the Egyptian alphabet in her head so that I wouldn't see what referring to.

"Well, all we can do is wait to see if Bella knows anything," Esme said as she left the room, and soon everyone else flocked to other parts of the house. I called Bella, but Charlie told me (more like yelled to me) that Bella was sleeping. I had to wait until she got up, and since I didn't dare go over to her house, I went to speak to Alice about what she had found when she got back to Forks. To say that I was shocked when I found out about the werewolves being back was an understatement. I asked Alice if Lily could be a werewolf, though she said that Lily wasn't.


I woke to find that Bella was already up and making breakfast. I didn't hear Charlie in the house, so he must have left. I got up, took a shower, and dressed in yesterday's still-clean clothes. On my way out of the bathroom I ran into Bella.

"There's food on the table, and Charlie went fishing after I convinced him that we needed time to catch up." I went down and ate the bacon, eggs, and toast that Bella had made for me. I jumped up in surprise when the phone rang but quickly answered it.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hi, can I talk to Bella, please?" I knew who it was, and it sounded like he had me on speaker phone.

"May I ask who this is?" I decided played with him.

"Edward Cullen."

"Oh," I said with before yelling up to Bella, "Bella, Bastard- oops, I mean Edward is on the phone." I could hear booming laughter on the other side of the line. Mission accomplished.

"LILY! Don't call him that!" she exclaimed as she came in the kitchen.

"Sorry, sorry, it slipped," I said, faking guilt. "It won't happen again. Here, I'm going for a run. I'll be back after you finish talking to your bloodsucker." On that note, I grabbed a bottle of water and ran out of the house.


I grabbed the phone and dialed Bella's phone number. "Put it on speaker phone." I looked up to see Alice and the rest of my family sitting around me on the couches. I pushed the button that would make it go on speaker phone and listened to it ring one more time before someone picked it up.

"Hello?" The voice that was obviously Bella's sister's answered the phone.

"Hi, can I talk to Bella, please?" I asked her, then waited for an answer.

"May I ask who this is?" I knew that she knew who I was; she was just messing with me.

"Edward Cullen," I answered. I could see the amused faces of my family members all around me.

"Oh," I heard her mutter in disgust. "Bella, Bastard- oops, I mean Edward is on the phone."

Emmitt started laughing his ass off, almost falling off the couch. Alice and Jasper were smiling, too.

"LILY! Don't call him that!" I heard Bella's voice get closer.

"Sorry, sorry, it slipped," she said, but she wasn't fooling anybody with that lie. "It wont happen again. Here, I'm going for a run. I'll be back after you finish talking to your bloodsucker." My family stopped laughing, and their faces went sober.

"Sorry about that, Edward. She's not too happy with you." Bella said through the phone. "She doesn't seem to mind everyone else; I guess its just you."

"Bella, be cautious around your sister. She smells funny..." I started to say.

"I know, Edward, she already told me," Bella sighed. "Please don't ask me to tell you, I promised her that I wouldn't. I love you, but I just can't tell you what she is."

"So she is something?" Carlisle asked.

"Yes, she is, but I can't say. I'm sorry." Bella hung up the phone.

"I can't wait to see who she is; I want to see her," Alice said. "I can see some of her possible futures but... some of it is blank."

"What do you mean, 'blank?'" Esme asked.

"Like the mutes," I replied, having read Alice's mind.

- Secret World -

Hoped you liked the first chapter. I would like to say that I do not own the older sibling younger sibling phrase in this story. I do not own twilight or any of their characters but I do own mine.