CHAPTER 1

"You must run! You must run and not return until the prophecy is fulfilled." My Father yelled to me.

"I don't want to leave you." I said, crying.

"You must." He said. When he looked at me he saw the panic in my eyes. "There are people who will watch over you. Protect you." He kissed my forehead and pointed into the forest. "Now go Izabella."

The tears streamed down my face. I knew I would never see my father again. He watched me stumble back still looking at him, and then I fled, pain striking through me with every step. I ran until the morning son and only stopped when I reached water.

That was the last memory I had of my father. The last time I had seen him. I had ran and managed to escape our enemies, and through time I had all but been forgotten. How could they know that I would survive almost a thousand years? That I was still awaiting the prophecy. The war was as strong as ever. The hate between the two races had been the distraction I needed to get far away. All I had was time.

"Bella? What are you thinking about?" Edward took me off guard, I had been deep in thought and looking at my locket. I smiled at him.

"My father." I said. He looked like he regretted asking the question, when I answered.

"Does it make you sad?" he asked.

"Sometimes. I was thinking about my last day with him. I miss him dearly, but most of my memories are happy ones. My father taught me to wield a sword. He showed me how to hunt, even though mother never approved." I laughed and Edward laughed with me. "I am happy to say I knew my father. It doesn't seem like much time we had, but those times were precious to me." He nodded.

"I'm sorry if I upset you."

"Edward don't be silly. I don't mind talking about it. In fact it's nice. You are one of the few people who I feel I can be completely honest with." He smiled. A shiver came down my back and my eyes went blank. I blinked to clear them but pictures started coming into focus in front of me. I gasped when I heard the name that was spoken. Edwards's hands were on my shoulders for support in an instant. When I came to, I stared at a wall.

"Bella, what did you see?" I shook my head. "Bella, please." He said.

"The prophecy." I said. "It's not supposed to happen this way."

"What prophecy?" he asked.

"I have a destiny Edward. I have a duty to fulfill. I've never told anyone about it because my parents told me to let it happen on its own, but it's not supposed to be this way."

"Be what way?" he asked.

"Edward I need to be alone. I need to figure this out. Please." He stared at my face and walked toward me.

"I'll be around if you feel like airing it out." He said. He left my room and closed the door. In the Cullen household, there was very little privacy. These vampires did not sleep, but there were things I've learned and I knew how to get around prying ears. Under my bed I pulled out a small chest, inside were many herbs and plants. I pulled out a small bundle of sage and burned the end with a lighter also in the chest and chanted. When the burning slowed, I knew the small spell was cast. I shut the curtains and with my mind lit the candles positioned around the room. I sat down crossed legged on the floor and closed my eyes.

"Witches hear me, I need counsel." A wind whirled around the room. "Witches I invoke thee." I whispered more wind. "Mother I Invoke the." The words were barely audible. The wind ceased and I slowly opened my eyes. My mother sat crossed legged across from me, she was not as you'd imagine a ghost to look. She looked as real as me, and so beautiful. I always got tears in my eyes when I saw her.

"Izabella." She said and smiled.

"Mother." I said and smiled back then I remembered why I had summoned her. "Why did you send me these visions? It's not the way it's supposed to be." I said.

"If you want the prophecy to occur then the path there has changed. I showed you these visions to prepare you. You are my daughter, and I love you, but things have changed. Your people need you now more than ever. They are being extinct or changed. You cannot wait for him any longer, you must go to him."

"Mother, of course I still want the prophecy to happen. It was fathers wish to have our lineage continue and our people reunited." I told her.

"Yes it was, but they are not your only people. Nor will they be if you fulfill this. You are looking to unify all supernatural being, if not most. This is a dangerous task, a high burden, and a maybe unfulfilling one. You have waited nearly a thousand years to live your life. I just want to be sure it's what you want my beautiful daughter." She smiled at me, and I couldn't help but smile back, I missed her so much.

"It's what I want Mother. They are all my people. This is what I was meant to do." She nodded. "What do I need to do?"

"You need to go home, love." I gulped. "You will find him there. You will have to convince him of the prophecy. You must show him the history, and you must demonstrate the truth. Together you will accomplish what you want, but it will be difficult, he is not the same boy we remember."

"Okay. I will Mother. I will not let you or Father down. You can count on me." She blew me a kiss and disappeared into wind, taking the candle flames with her. I stood up and opened the curtains. I put the chest on the bed and packed in my grimoire, and money I had stashed away. In a back pack I put the first clothes that touched my hands and put the sage in water. I listened for sounds around the big house. Everyone seemed to be here.

"I'm leaving." I said. And everyone was suddenly in my room.

"What?" Edward said.

"Why dear?" Esme asked.

"It's time I go. I wanted to thank you all. Really for taking me in, accepting me, and listening. I will keep in contact, I can't really go into specifics right now. I love you all, and I just wanted everyone to know." Most everyone nodded.

"Go where?" Edward said, his eyes to the floor.

"Home." I said, when he didn't look at me I continued. "To Mystic Falls."