The Twilight Saga

Familiar Strangers...A Bella Story. What happens when Bella falls in love with two vampires? Who will she choose in the end? New readers always welcome!

Hello everyone,

I would love to read your comments from the beginning if you're a new reader. It would bring the reader and writer closer as you go along. I like to get to know everyone, so if you would like to comment on each chapter, I would love it.

Thanks D

Can't wait to see what the new readers think. :)
Edward has been gone for two years. What has happened in that time? Who will Bella meet that makes the Cullen's come back and why? Will she allow them into her heart once more? This is a tale of old love, new love, betrayal and much more. Who will Bella choose in the end? Will Edward fight for her?  Many questions will arise that needs answers.
This story begins two years after Edward leaves Bella in New Moon. I lightly use parts of the books in this. You will see new characters that you do not know, but will hopefully come to love. This story I have planned at least 45 to 50 chapters for. It's my hope that you will enjoy this fanfic as an individual story. I do not use Eclipse or Breaking Dawn in this. Besides the beginning in which I loosely use Edward's abrupt departure from Bella, there is nothing else that will be the same.
Sit back, relax and enjoy.

When all is lost, what is there to hope for? This is a twist two years after Edward leaves. What happens when a new guy arrives in Forks, a guy that makes Edward return?






Familiar Strangers



Chapter 1



“No! You have him mistaken for someone else,” My words felt foreign to me, as did my slumping body that melted into nothingness behind me. I felt my body hit hard as I fell, not able to stand upright. I couldn't describe my pain, my shock, my disbelief, nothing felt right, as if the whole world was off its orbit. I looked up to the stars and found none, nothing but a black mass of emptiness. My ears felt muffled as a strange shadowed figure came into view, his lips moving as if he were speaking, but I couldn't hear him.



“Ms. Swan, Bella, can you hear me?”



An alien...he didn't look quite right to me. Nothing looked right. I couldn't form words, even in my own head. Why is he looking at me like that, his eyes bulged, his mouth moving so fast that he carelessly spit as he spoke.



“Bella, breathe, you have to breathe for me. Everything will be alright, just breathe.”



“Officer Platt, maybe we should call the ambulance. She's taken it pretty hard.”



The lights were so bright that it hurt my eyes. I wanted to cover my eyes, but I couldn't perform that simple task because I couldn't feel my arms or anything else for that matter. What was wrong with me? Why couldn't I feel anything? I was beginning to lose focus of the pretty lights. Where was my dad? Why wasn't he here to help me? Surely he must have heard something was wrong with my limbs. Did I get hit by a car or something? It wouldn't be the first time, I suppose. I could barely hear the voices around me, and I tried my best to listen to them so I could find out what had happened to me.



“Oh no…! You shouldn't have told her like this, not after that family just dumped her the way they did. You should have had Billy Black come to tell her,” Adele, Bella's neighbor, scoffed the officer.



“We are to tell the next of kin, ma’am. There isn't anything else we could have done in this situation,” Officer Platt countered.



“Charlie was all she had left here. That poor girl, you should let her boss know that she won't be in for a while. How is she supposed to handle the details of the funeral all by her lonesome?”



No, no, no, it can't be… Char…Dad is...gone?… Funeral? If I couldn't feel anything before, I sure couldn't now, except for a piercing scream which I couldn't quite place.



“Adele! See what you’ve gone and done? You shouldn't have said anything so close to her. Ouch, she has some lungs on her,” Officer Platt almost screamed out.



“I'm going to give her a sedative and then we'll take her in.”



“He was a good cop, Arlene, and this was his only child, so take good care of her. Geez, she's gonna need a lot of support. We should round everyone up and help with the arrangements. I don't think Bella is going to be in any shape to handle this much or at all,” Officer Platt suggested to the rest of the officers.



“Well, I'll get a hold of the Blacks and let them know, and I will get a hold of others that can help. That poor girl lost everyone she cared about. I wouldn't be surprised if she loses her mind after this,” Adele almost said to herself as she walked away with curlers and a pink long ruffled nightgown on.



My head was spinning, darkness invaded my brain. I couldn't feel, couldn't stay coherent enough to hear anything, and the pretty lights were fading fast. What was happening? Why did I feel so lost, so alone, so...desperate to let it all end right here and now? The lights dimmed out like the wind blowing out a candle. The lights were the only thing keeping me at the surface and at one point I wanted to stay at that surface, but now, for some odd reason, I couldn't exactly say why, but now I welcomed the darkness. It was home to me for so long inside, now it felt right to allow it to consume me on the outside as well. Ceasing to exist, lingering in the dark, never to feel the pain, the loss, the utter desperation that I felt every single day.



Bella, just let it all go. Just disappear, and you will not feel anything anymore.



I could swear that was my voice bouncing off of something, yet I didn't mutter a word of it. I never contemplated suicide, it really never crossed my mind, but whatever had happened to me or was happening to me, I knew it wasn't suicide. I was sure it was death coming, creeping up on me slowly. Even though I should have been afraid of it, I wasn't. It had become my closest kin and I embraced it with open arms. No matter how death found me now, it was here and I wasn't going to shy away from it. What was the point really? Somehow I knew I had lost everyone deep down in my bones, so why should I fear the ultimate ending?



I relaxed my mind and hoped for the best in the next life, if there was one. I wondered if I would see that bright tunnel of light from near-death experiences that others have talked about. I didn't belong in hell, that I was sure of, so I was truly hoping not to feel the depths of hell's burning flames crawling up my feet to engulf me. So I waited, I waited for something to happen, and it took forever to happen to be honest, but finally the bright light came. Only glimpses of it came in between the darkness. It played its own game back and forth for a while. It confused me. Wait...was this a sign telling me that I was in limbo? Even in death nothing could go right, why am I not surprised?



“Bella, are you back?”



A voice... I heard a voice! Was it a long lost family member that perished some time ago? I wondered on that idea at first, until I took in the words that voice spoke. Am I back? What did that mean? Had I been here before in another life or something? The statement begged me to ask for the answer, and so I did, or tried really, but my throat constricted against me and left me little to work with, but I tried a little harder, and finally I said “Back?” That was all I could muster. My throat screamed in agony for relief, for...water? That threw me off. Why would I need the water, why would I be thirsty? I was dead after all, right?



“Bella, open your eyes for me please. It will be alright, sweetie. We'll take care of you.”



I couldn't really explain what was happening now, but I had this sneaking suspicion that maybe I hadn't died. I could feel my body, I could smell a distinct aroma of rubbing alcohol, and I could most certainly feel the woman that spoke to me touching my arm, patting if you will. As she asked, I slowly opened my eyes and I was blasted with the bright light above me. Then the woman came into view with her blue button-up nurse shirt that was covered with clouds. Her smile saddened me and I couldn't figure out why.



“There you are, sweetie. We have been waiting a while for you to come around. Did you know you have been out of it for almost a week? They were worried that your comatose state would stick its ugly face around longer than it has, but I knew you would come around sooner. You're a strong young woman, Bella. Charlie would be proud of you...”



“Would be?” Why did she say that? I was confused.



“Oh no, I’ve gone and said too much. Please forgive me, Bella. I-I will go and get someone for you. I'm so sorry...” she spat out, covering her mouth in disgust as she walked away quickly, not giving me any time to ask her again what she meant. It didn't take long to come to terms that I was still alive as I sat there in the hospital room alone, and it didn't take me much longer to pick apart what she had said, and I lost it.



My dad, my dad was gone. I remember now. Officer Platt caught me as I was walking to the house. He looked grim, his eyes were empty. I greeted him with a nice tone, although his expression worried me a little. I wondered what had happened. Police business, I was sure of that, and he was probably looking for Char…Dad, so I smiled hiding the worry I had and told him that my dad wasn't home, that he should be at the station, but he would have known that, right? I stopped mid-sentence, stiffening my body. I couldn't quite explain why I did that, but I knew I should have. Another officer came into view and stood behind him, and before I knew it my mouth opened and asked the question that anyone dreaded in this situation.



“What is this about officer?”



“Ms. Sw…Bella, can we go inside and talk?”



“No.” My voice was stern; it had to be, because I couldn't move from my spot if I tried. Just tell me what it is. Where is my dad? Why isn't he here? Just tell me what is wrong?” I was asking questions so fast that I swear I couldn't breathe. My chest constricted, my legs wobbly, my heart sped so fast that I felt that a race car wouldn't be able to keep the same pace, and there it was, the answer to all my questions came in the form of three words...he passed away.



My heart sunk, no, it just evaporated right there in the hospital room and I couldn't breathe again, but my tears welled up so much that I couldn't see anything anymore. Almost a week? That's how long I've been out of it the nurse said. Did I...Do I not get to say goodbye to my dad? Did they have the funeral without me?



“Oh, Bella,” I heard a voice say, but I couldn't respond. I couldn't breathe. I was trying but I couldn't.



“Thomas, get a paper bag, quick. Bella is hyperventilating.”



A few seconds later I was feeling something pressed against my mouth and told to breathe and try to relax. I shut my eyes tightly and tried to heave their pleas and then finally, gradually, I had calmed down enough to open them again, but not without tears still claiming their destination down my cheeks. An older woman was bent over the side of the bed, trying to console me with her saddened eyes.



“Bella, my name is Pamela, and I'm the grief counselor here at the hospital. It's clear to me that you understand the tragedy of your father's death and I'm truly sorry for your loss...”



“Please...I just want to know if his...funeral has already taken place. Did I...miss saying...goodbye?” I interrupted her. I didn't want to hear the babble that she was taught to say, it wasn't important to me. What was important is what I had asked her.



“Bella, you can always say your goodbyes in other ways, sweetie. It doesn't have to...”



“So what you are trying to work around is the fact that I did miss saying goodbye to him, am I right?”



Her eyes fell to her lap, realizing that I wasn't going to let her finish as she hoped, and then she said in a whisper, “Yes, I'm afraid so, Bella. They tried to wait...”



“I wasn't strong enough...”



“No sweetie, don't blame yourself. It wasn't that you weren't strong, and no one is blaming you for not being there. Some people take this sort of news harder than others. What happened to you only shows how much you loved him, is all. You should never try and blame yourself. As I said before, you can say goodbye in other ways. He knows you loved him and not being able to be there for the funeral itself doesn't mean that you loved him any less,” she trailed off with a somber look.



I couldn't talk anymore after that. I needed to think, to grieve, and she understood that and let me be.



Another day had gone by and I was to be released today. I was told that Billy and Jacob were going to take me home, which was of little comfort to me, only because I didn't want to sit in a car with someone I didn't know. Although my health was good, the hospital argued with me about their protocol to seat me in a wheelchair to get to the entrance downstairs. I was fine and they knew that, but my stubbornness apparently didn't win them over and I was stuck in a wheelchair. I was greeted at the entrance by Billy, and it was odd because I was actually eye-level with him in his own wheelchair, and then Jacob came strolling behind with his head down, watching his feet.



“Bella,” Billy strained to keep his voice steady. “I'm sorry, honey. Charlie was my closest friend. He will be greatly missed. Here, I have something for you, it's a picture...”



I held out my hand for him to stop. I just couldn't handle anything right now but going home. I needed to rest and wrap my head around all this...alone. I was grateful for the ride, but other than that, I just couldn't handle anything, and he understood quickly. Almost to my street I felt guilty for the way I treated him earlier, and whispered that I was sorry for my behavior, but it was his turn to stop me.



“Bella, I understand, I really do. No need to be sorry. I will keep the picture until you're ready for it, alright,” he said as he smiled as big as the grand canyon trying to ease my worry.



We pulled into the drive and my body tensed. I wasn't expecting this, or better said, I just didn't think about how it would affect me, coming back to the house knowing my dad wouldn't be there. My hand that had a hold of the inside knob tightened its grip as the rest of me began to shake uncontrollably. Jacob ran to my side of the vehicle and opened my door gently. Although I didn't know him that well, he could see my fear and his eyes reflected mine. He held my hands and helped me out and said “Bella, if it's too soon for you to be here, we can take you somewhere else.”



It became clear to me as soon as he said that that yes, it was too soon and I knew where I wanted to be, but I wanted to be there alone, so I asked them to take me to my dad's resting place and they had no problem with it, but what they did have a problem with was dropping me off after I said thank you for their help and that I would walk home. They argued, but in the end it was my decision, and although they almost growled at me over it, they finally left me at the front gate of the cemetery, where above me it said



                                                    ~~~~~~Forks Cemetery~~~~~~.



My skin ran cold. The sky began to turn different colors as it came close to turning to its slumber for the night. I never asked them to show me where he was in there. It was silly to do so when I knew I just had to look for the freshest grave. Just thinking of that made me cringe. From now on, whenever I wanted to speak to my dad, this...this where I would have to come. Never will I see his smile warm me, never will I hear his laughter or see the smirk on his face when he was at a loss for words, never would I hear him screaming at his favorite team on the television when they would lose a game and never...would I hear him say...I love you, Bells. It just didn't seem real to be standing here right now, standing here knowing that I had to say goodbye in this way, having to say goodbye to him period. Why did I lose everyone that I cared about?



The night sky was coming fast; I could see hues of gray, pink and yellow off on the horizon, darkening the quiet, too quiet, deafening cemetery. I had to mentally push myself to walk past the gate and enter. It was almost like a force of nature fighting against me when I tried. Trying to get past it after dark was like a warning from beyond saying:



                             No living person allowed past this point after dark



Acting as if I was about to alter the worlds of the living and the dead, I quickly chalked it up to just being my nerves, and I was almost certain that my brain was against me too, trying to convince me that I shouldn't be here yet.



I wasn't strong enough when he passed to be here when they had the funeral, so I was adamant that I was going to be strong enough to do this now, no matter how much I wanted to put this off, so I pushed through the invisible force that tried to stop me, whether it be the powers of beyond or just me trying to stop me, and I walked through, but not without still having reservations of what I was doing so soon. I walked what seemed like forever, even though this cemetery was small to me. I knew I was walking at a snail's pace, but I had to find my courage and make it strong, because it was fading fast, and then two rows to my right in the right corner, there it was, a heaving pile of fresh dirt below a plaque that I was certain had my dad's name on it. I stood still for a long, long moment and I felt the tears flow, the cold night air chilling them down my cheeks. I shut my eyes tightly and opened them forcing myself to walk. The closer I got, the closer the name on the plaque came into focus, and when I knew I could read it clearly, I stopped again and read it,



                                                      Charles D. Swan

                                               Loving and Devoted Father

                                                 In the arms of an angel

                                             May you reach your heaven

                                                        Rest in Peace



I read everything but the dates. I couldn't read that part, the last date would have been too much, too... final. I wasn't ready to let go that way yet. I knelt down beside the lump of dirt and cried aloud. I wept not only for the loss of my dad, but for the loss of the only man that I would ever love, the loss of the only person I would ever call my sister. In, I felt that it was the only place that I would be able to finally say my goodbyes to them in the end when that came. In a sense, I would have to bury them all in this one grave. I knew moving on wasn't an option, but to come here and speak to my dad and to the rest of them as if they all lied here somehow gave me a strange yet comfortable feeling. My mind truly worked backwards.



I decided to lie down next to my dad and talk to him in whispers, hoping somehow, somewhere, he would hear me, and I stayed that way for a while until I heard a familiar voice that stunned the air right out of me and I knew I must have fallen asleep.



“I'm so sorry, Bella. I would have come sooner if I would have known.” haunted me for so long, and I tried my best to bury that part of my brain that kept it to memory and I thought I had finally erased it, but I see now that I was very wrong. I shut my eyes tightly, whispering under my shaken breath “You're not real, you're not real. Please stop haunting me. I can't take it anymore, especially not now.” Chanting that over and over until... again... I heard that voice that made my heart pound in my chest and also made it plummet to god knows where in despair.



“Bella, I can assure you that I am real. I promise I'm not haunting you.”



I don't know what came over me then. I stood up so fast that I surprised myself and went in the direction of his voice, finger ready to push through his ghostly image to prove he was haunting me. I stared the trickster in the eyes while I went at him saying “Not real, huh, what do you call this then?” I pushed my finger towards his chest hard and ---just as I thought--- it went right through Edward’s ghostly image. The mirage of Edward returning after I buried him inside for so long had squeezed my heart tight, as if there was much left to hurt. I felt one single tear fall down my cheek and it enraged me.



Author's Note: I'd like to thank my friend Seugnet for her fabulous work on editing this first chapter. It is now perfect because of your help. Thank you so very much dear.


Also, if anyone would love to leave a comment, I would surely read them and reply. If you would like to leave a comment for each chapter that is fine as well, I will still reply even more so because I enjoy reading your thoughts on each so please do not hesistate to leave one. Please sit back and enjoy and I hope to hear from you.



Claire J. Darling is responsible for the beautiful banner above. Please leave her some wonderful comments on a job well done. Also, you can find her work and ask to have your own done by her by clicking on this link --->
Thank you very much Eva for the awesome Gabriel banner. It took Nayely and I forever to find this guy, lol. We thank Sarah for ultimately locating him.
Below is just a decent pic of Gabriel. I hope you like it. I don't do banners at all, but I wanted to showcase him a bit.
Thanks to the talented Nayely for wanting me to update so bad that she made this above, LOL. Love ya girl.
Another beautiful banner made by Claire J. Darling. Thank you so much. It's wonderful...
Great stories to read by other author's:
Treason By Claire J. Darling
Key to my Heart By Lauren
Another By Chris
Cold Gray Light
Another great read By Michelle
False Impressions;


Tags: Addicted, Aniya, Aro, Broken, Delilah, Dreams, Familiar, Gabriel, Lost, Strangers, More…Vampire, Witch, ghost

Views: 24277

Replies to This Discussion

Hi Kelley,


Thanks! Trying to finish up the next post now. I will update as soon as I'm done.



I'm guessing that Aniya is Gabriel's mother but I could be wrong.  If I remember correctly Gabriel's family was killed the night he was suppose to get all of his witch powers. I'm just not sure if his mother was there when his younger siblings were killed.

This is getting good. Can't wait for the update.

Hi Patricia,


You would be correct, Gabriel's family was killed just days before his powers came to him. Yes, his mother was the first to be murdered. I hope it's getting good, lol. I will be updating soon.


I thank all of you for being so patient with me.





                                                                                       Familiar Strangers

                                                                                        Chapter 20 part 2





I had to secure a comfortable place for Aniya to rest while I decided to give it all back. I lifted my old friend out of the front seat so she could lie down in the back as I searched frantically for some place to take her. As I laid her down, she held onto my shirt with all of the strength she had left, and spoke in a hurried whisper. I knelt down, hovering over her lips to listen to the message she wanted me to hear. “Gabriel, go back to Forks. Go back to Bella’s.”



How she could think of that in this desperate moment of her own was selfless, but not warranted. I had to speak quickly so we could leave. “I’m sorry, Aniya, but my decision to leave there cannot be reversed.” I tried my best to pry her frail hands from my shirt, yet she held on tighter and I couldn’t remove them with my strength without hurting her further, so I looked upon her face once more and began pleading that she let me go.



“Go back Gabriel.”



“You’re dying, Aniya, please…” She cut me off before I could say anything more.



“That is why you must listen to me. Go back…now. There is more to this than you know. Please hurry…”



Going against my better judgment, I did what she said. Aniya had never strayed in what must be done, and if she told me to go back then she had her reasons. I drove as fast as I could and even faster when I could hear her breath catch in her throat. She would not die because of me.






It took me less time to get back to Bella’s than when I left. The need to get Aniya somewhere and comfortable led me to speed. When I pulled up, the house gave off hatred mixed with sadness and I knew it had to be Bella after what I had done. I had no time to think of this now with Aniya suffering so much in the back. When I opened the back door I was mortified to see her progress in age so quickly. I knew then that I was running out of time to save her, she looked to be near death. I pulled her out of the back seat and cuddled her as close to me as possible for support while I walked towards the house. I wasn’t surprised to see the door open on its own knowing Charlie was there, but I was surprised to notice that the house was eerily unpleasant to look at. There was a shade of grey wrapping around the house, and Bella was not there to greet me as I had hoped. She must be with Edward somewhere and the thought sent my heart to the bottom of my stomach, but I had to move forward and think about Aniya first. Charlie began speaking before I could get to the living room,



“Please Charlie, give me a moment…”



Charlie was especially irritable as he hovered over me while I put Aniya down to rest. I didn’t quite catch what he began to say, but it had to wait. I looked down at my old friend and my breath hitched when I realized that she was looking intently into my eyes. My confusion must have shown because she gave that smile that told me so.



“You must not worry about me, Gabriel. I have lived a long life, much longer than you know. Do not cry for my passing that will soon take place. There are things you must know before I go…”



I frantically reached for her hands and held them in mine delicately as I said, “Please, Aniya, have enough strength for a few moments while I give back what is rightfully yours and then you will feel better…”



Aniya shook her head from side to side, still smiling, yet it began to shift to a frown. “Gabriel, you cannot give it back to me. Mother stripped me of it completely. The offerings that I received when I was born have been taken from me…”



“Because… of… me…”



“No, child… I knew that summoning mother to do my will would naturally extract me of what I was because of what you are, but I had to, Gabriel, for you. I would do it again if I had to…”



I couldn’t make sense of her babbling. Of course I could still give it back to her. Without thought I began to do the spell, but Aniya snapped at me.



“Gabriel, please listen to me; I am no longer who I was. I’m all human now. There is nothing you can do to help me.”



“I have helped humans in the past; you will be no different…”



“Gabriel, my heart is older than it should be. I will die soon. I need to explain a few things to you before I go, so can we please stop this nonsense?”



“If you must, Aniya, but I will not let you go without a fight. I will try. If going against your wishes is what works, then it will be.”



“Yes, of course, if that would help us move along here…”



Aniya turned her head the opposite way of me when the pain took hold, and I held onto her for comfort. It lasted only a moment, and she waited to speak until her breath gradually slowed back down. Then she turned to face me and said with tears flowing,



“Only a fool signs a contract with blanks in it because the devil’s in the details."



I was lost in what that meant and why she thought it was important to say it now with her condition deteriorating, but that smile I loved to see, the one that made me feel at ease came back and I knew she would explain.



“Do you remember your uncle Peter…?”



“Yes, but what does he have to do with…”



“Shh, your uncle Peter was up to something a long time ago, and I worked very hard to find out what it was. In the end I did find out what he was up to, but I was much too late to help him, even if I wanted to after what he’d done.”



I still held her hands. I let go of one to stroke the top of hers as her tale of my uncle began to bring my curiosity to the forefront. “What did he do, Aniya?”



“Your uncle Peter signed a contract with someone that he thought would abide by that contract. He was a fool as I said, and a very jealous one at that. Gabriel, when your Uncle Peter found out that he could not father children of his own, he began to despise you and your siblings. It is a fact that he hated all three of you. He knew you were close to changing. The person he hated more than you children was your father, because he could have children that would keep the line growing strong. Peter… his demeanor had changed close to the date of yours, and I knew he was up to something, but I didn’t think he would go as far as to want you killed…”



“Killed…? Why would he do something like that, Aniya? I don’t understand.”



“Gabriel, he was a desperate man. He wanted you dead, so he went to Aro in Italy. He couldn’t confide in anyone else and he knew that, so he went to the devil himself for help. In exchange for your death, your uncle Peter agreed to give his wife to Aro, except that isn’t what happened at all.”



If what she was telling me was true, then that could only mean one thing, and I instantly felt nauseous. I closed my eyes and tried to breathe normally before I could make the statement that could possibly change my past.



“Aniya, please don’t tell me that I lost my entire family because of Uncle Peter?”



“I’m afraid it is true. The contract was supposed to be only for the trade of your death for his wife, but Peter rushed to sign without reading it thoroughly. He had too much trust in someone he had no right to deal with. In the end, Gabriel, Aro decided that he wanted to keep you, and that could only happen if he killed Peter, but Aro didn’t stop there, I’m afraid. To keep you without backlash of anyone ever looking for you, he wanted your family dead.”



I have never felt so much hatred before until now. I lost everyone because of jealousy? Because of my… uncle? I am what I am now because my own flesh and blood brought Aro to my home, made us known? I could hardly swallow the details any further when Aniya began to speak again.



“Gabriel, look at me, son. I know you’re shedding tears of hatred for your Uncle, but the past cannot be changed and we cannot undo what he has done. Many of us wish we could.”



Aniya sighed heavily as she looked at me and brought her frail fingers to my cheek to wipe the tears that fell from her eyes. “There… there is more that I must tell you, Gabriel, and this may just harden your heart further, but this is my last chance to tell you before I go, and believe me when I say that I wanted to tell you many times throughout the years… I just never knew how to begin.”



I placed my hands over hers as she held onto my face. “Nothing could harden me anymore than what you have already stated, Aniya…”



“Oh trust me son, I think this will.” Aniya looked at me to make sure I was ready for more, so I gave her the go ahead.



“Do you remember how much your mother hated me coming around?”



“Yes,” it was very true indeed. Mother never liked Aniya’s presence in the house or near the homestead at all. My heart lifted slightly when a thought entered my mind. Was Aniya a sibling that my father couldn’t tell me about? Was she the product of a previous marriage? I couldn’t wait to know so I came out with it in the hopes that I was right,



“Aniya, are you trying to tell me that my mother didn’t like you around because she knew you were my father’s daughter from a previous marriage? Are you…my sister?”



Aniya laughed at my sudden epiphany, until she found I did not think it was funny. It wasn’t funny. I had high hopes that I still had family all this time. Surely what has happened to her must have made her delirious. Aniya pulled her hands from my face to hold onto my hands tightly, as tightly as she could in her state as she went on.



“Gabriel, I am not your sister. I am…”



“Aniya, please don’t string this out. Tell me, please?”



“I am your…mother…”



She couldn’t be my mother. I didn’t know what to say to this. First my uncle, and now…this? I couldn’t speak, even though I knew it not to be true. Aniya’s tears fell from her eyes as she began again.



“Gabriel, your mother that you loved was by all means your mother. She was there for you as you grew, and she came to love you as her own.”



I quickly came to the conclusion that I had known Aniya all of my life, and I had never known her to lie about anything. She was right about my mother, she was there for me as I grew and I knew she loved me the same as my siblings, but Aniya neglected another fact. I bent down and kissed her forehead and moved slowly to her ear and whispered,



“Yes, she was there for me and loved me, but you were too. You’ve always been there for me…mother. I’ve often wondered why I felt like mother was still with me when you were around me all this time; you’ve always been a mother to me, and my best friend. I couldn’t ask for anymore. Although you’ve just told me the truth, I’ve always felt it. I love you.”



Aniya’s my mother’s tears fell onto my cheek as she pressed her one hand at the back of my head and whispered “I love you too, Gabriel, so much… Thank you for those words, but I don’t deserve them.”



I couldn’t fathom why she thought that, and I wanted to ask her why, but another question was burning in my head. I raised my head to look at her and I was sideswiped by the general look of her demise creeping closer with every moment fading past her. I took hold of myself for her sake and asked the burning question:



“Mother, why was I never told about this?”



She wiped her tears just under her swollen wrinkled eyes and said “It is forbidden…”



“What is forbidden?”



“You already know what I’m about to tell you to be true, but with everything going on right now, I can see why it misplaced itself in your thoughts. It will come to you the moment I begin. We are forbidden to carry a child that is from…”



“Witch descent on father and mother’s side…”



“Yes. To have a child between two witches greatly improves his or her abilities, which frightens the others, in case the two bloodlines were to bring out the darkness in the child. All of our abilities are strong enough with one blood line, and that already can be too much for some. You have heard the stories of children becoming mad once they reach a certain age because their powers were too great to handle. Imagine what two blood lines could do to a child! Gabriel, we feared for your safety if they found out.”



“How did you both keep it a secret?”



“It would take a great deal of time to decide if we had the time. We had to act quickly before I began to show and questions were raised about the father. Before I go any further, you must know that your father and I loved each other very much, but for the sake of you, we could never be together. Your father searched for a young human woman carrying out of wedlock in another state. He paid her to come back with him and show her pregnancy to the others. I had no other choice but to leave. We agreed that I would not return for fifteen months, until I showed no signs of giving birth.”



“Wait, what happened to the pregnant woman he brought back?”



“When she came close to the end of the pregnancy, she was told to say that she was homesick and would rather have the child by her mother’s side. So your father took her back home and left to reach me in time to have you. The young woman was paid what was her due, which helped her. Your father came only a week before your birth. He helped deliver you and brought you back home with him a month after you were born.”



“What were the others told about the young woman if she didn’t come back with father?”



“That she died during the birth and he stayed behind long enough for the grandmother to help teach him how to take care of you. It worked well. Your father loved your mother. Don’t ever believe any different…”



“He loved both of my mother’s…”



“Yes, he did. I have a book in my bag that you need to keep with you. It’s very old, so take good care of it. It is the history of both sides of the family. You were born from the two oldest bloodlines, and that is another reason why we took extra precautions to keep you safe. The book will explain all of this to you. Becoming the other half of you, a vampire, only enhanced what you can truly do. You are stronger than you know, my son. Your good nature keeps you from having to use any of it so far, but I fear that something will break you soon, and you will not know how to control all of it. Always think before you react to anything, promise me that. You could hurt the wrong people if you’re not careful. I have seen small signs of your strength come through and you believed it was the vampire in you that gave you that ability…”




“What ability is that?”



To do spells without speaking the words. You do them in your head, correct?”



“Yes, it’s the vampire part helping that?”



“No son, it’s the two blood lines doing that, and because both sides are the oldest, you still don’t realize what you’re capable of. You don’t even have to think the words, Gabriel, you just command it. There is so much you need to learn, and that book will tell you everything. I wanted to be the one to help you learn it all, but that is not possible now. Read the book carefully. I need to tell you…”



“I hate to break this up, Gabriel, but I can’t wait any longer. I need your help.” Charlie announced from the corner of the room. I wanted more time with my mother, but I knew Charlie had been itching to tell me something since we arrived, so I turned to him quickly to get it out of the way so I could speak to my mother and try the spell before she perished.



“Yes Charlie, what is it?”

Great chapter!  Can't wait to see what happens next!

Hey Seuqnet,


Thanks! I also thank you very much for your expertise as well. It wouldn't be the same without your support.



Hi D,

This explains so much and is so touching.

She loves him so much, it is such a shame that it has taken her until now to say it... I wonder why?

I feel so sorry for him, he has only just found his mother and now he is going to loose her again.

I like the detail you put in about Anyia's fingers griping on to Gabriel, it breaths life into the story and draws you in to make you fell that you are there with the two of them.

Great chapter.

Best wishes


Hi Chris,


It does explain some. There is more to come though. Aniya didn't quite finish everything she had to tell him.


She does love him very much and it is sad that she waited so long to tell him, but she did believe that she had plenty of time to get to that someday. She just simply didn't know how to tell him best. There seems to be a lot of pain for Gabriel no matter how good natured he is, huh? Poor thing.


Oh I hope the smaller details did make everyone feel like they were there with them. If not then I am not doing the story justice. I struggle with the little details. I'm a very blunt and straight to the point kind of person, so those little things are hard for me because I want to get to the more interesting things, lol. I hope it came out well.


Thanks for reading,


loved it so sad I was almost crying he's going to be mad when he hears what charlie has to say

HI Terry,


Thanks! It is sad and it will get worse so hold off those tears for now. I will let you know when you might need some tissue before hand, lol. There are a few chapters that will be coming that may need some soon.


Oh I think Gabriel lose it when he hears what Charlie has to say. This cannot be a good thing for Edward, uh-uh, no, no, I feel for Edward at this point, LOL.


Thanks for reading,


thank you for the't wait to see what happens next..............there is sooooo much going on!!!!......Anyia gave Gabriel a lot of infomation and Charlie can't wait to give him so more information..........when he gets to Aro all hell is going to break loose..can't wait .well done..until you post again

Hi Robyn,


You're very welcome. Yes, there is a lot going on and I hope it isn't too much info. Ooh, I wonder how Gabriel will take it when Charlie tells him about Bella and what Edward did to her? Some sad moments will be coming soon and I will let everyone know ahead of time, just in case I can write it well enough that you may need tissues, lol. I'm hoping to have some pics to add to give everyoe a better look at what I see in my head. I hope I can get them done.


I am going to try and write more tonight. A little tired since I got off of work, but I have some ideas running aroud in this head of mine, so let's hope the words come out right. Thanks for reading.




© 2014   Created by Hachette Book Group.

Report an Issue | Guidelines  |  Report an Issue  |  Terms of Service