Authors note: I don't own Twilight, nor any of the characters in it. I am just obsessed with it.

This story follows Fred, one of the escaped Newborns, created by Victoria to destroy the Cullens. It is not necessary to have read The Bree Tanner story as anything relevant will be described within this story as Fred remembers the days when the army was being created. All you really need to know is that Fred escaped the morning of the battle and that he had arranged to meet Bree, a young girl he had shielded and befriended. She would never show up though, and this is where Fred's story starts.

This story is basically a re-write of the first story I submitted, which follows Bree, however I decided to quit messing with Stephenie Meyer's storyline and allow Bree to die, thus forcing Fred to venture off on his own. Apologies to those that have read my other story, there are parts of this one that are essentially the same, certainly for the first few chapters.

Chapter One

Rejection

How much longer should I wait? I had already given her and extra day. Of course, being immortal, it didn't really matter I supposed. What was an extra day when you had all of eternity?

Had my instructions not been clear? I recalled the moment I had said goodbye to Bree and wished her luck. 24 hours I had told her. Riley Park, Vancouver, and I would leave her a trail, which I had. Of course, she had gone to retrieve her mate who had been sent off on some supposed reconnaissance mission by that thug Riley. I hadn't wanted to spoil her enthusiasm by telling her he was probably already dead. I smiled at the irony of our intended meeting place, Riley Park, when it was Riley that had brought us together, Riley who had been creating an army of newborns to wipe out the Olympic Coven. But my smile was short-lived as I remembered the way we had suffered at the hands of our so called mentor. It had been Hell.

However, it hadn't been long before I had discovered that I had a special skill for keeping out of trouble. Whenever I had wanted to appear almost invisible, I had discovered that I could exude an aura so repulsive that others would shy away from looking at me. I had used this repulsion on that morning, when I had made my bid for freedom. I doubted that Riley would even have noticed that I didn't follow the others into battle. He couldn't even look at me.

It was now almost two days since I had gone my separate way. I regretted not telling Bree that my belief was that Diego was already dead. I should have insisted she came with me. Instead, she had probably joined the fight with the others and was almost certainly dead herself. Riley's miscreants were so disorganised, they didn't stand a chance. They would probably end up fighting each other rather than the enemy we were supposed to destroy. This was why I hadn't joined in the fight myself, besides, it wasn't my fight. I didn't even know who this mysterious yellow-eyed coven were. Why would I want to fight them? They had done me no harm.

Or, maybe she had found Diego, maybe he had been still alive? One thing I could now be sure of was that she wasn't coming. I would have to face the future alone.

I didn't mind that too much. I had always been a bit of a loner. I had preferred my own company, even when I was human. Bree had been an exception though. I guessed we were two of a kind. She was the only one who had braved the unpleasantness of my odour to spend any time with me. She hadn't wanted to be noticed either, and of course, hiding behind me had been for her own benefit. But I had felt we were kindred spirits, and I had been looking forward to seeing her slightly shy, but pleasant smile again. I was just a little annoyed with myself though for wasting two days waiting around for her when I could have been putting more distance between myself and Forks. If Riley and any of his army had by some miracle survived, I didn't want to risk them catching up with me.

So, it was with a slightly heavy heart that I began my solo voyage of discovery that June day. I didn't really know where I was heading. It didn't really matter. I glanced momentarily at my passport that I had been carrying with me all this time and decided ruefully that I couldn't risk using it. I looked just a little too different now from the photo it contained. The dark red eyes were a bit of a giveaway, not to mention the sparkling quality of my perfect unblemished skin in daylight. For now I would have to stick to this continent, sneaking across the borders under cover of darkness. Stealth was not a problem for vampires generally, but in my case, with my special skill, I would never be noticed and never be found if I didn't want to be.

It was a sunny day so I had to keep to the shadows. I wasn't altogether sure how effective my repulsion was to humans and I didn't want to run any risks. Bree had warned me that there were vampire police who punished by death any of our kind who gave themselves away to the humans. Our existence had to remain a secret. No doubt I drew enough attention to myself in the odd way I was dressed for such a warm summers day. I wore a long overcoat, hat and sunglasses, but this was essential to cover my eyes and my skin. Besides, humans were appallingly bad at noticing things. Their senses were so dull and they were all so preoccupied with their daily existence they failed to observe even the blindingly obvious.

I had spent some time in Vancouver during my childhood and my local knowledge came in handy. It wasn't long before I found the outskirts of the city, and the cover of forest. From here I could travel safely north to Alaska.