Legacy: A Twilight Fanfiction

Chapter One

My mother had a simple funeral, as she would have liked. Drake wasn't there as he was a prime suspect in her murder. I had wanted to tell the police of the dream but it was too weird. I knew it was just a freak thing but it still gave me an odd feeling in my spine.

Now, the funeral was over and I was being put on a plane to live with my god-mother. I can't say I was angry to be leaving Boston, after all it meant leaving Drake behind and that alone was a plus. But to go to Forks, Washington, where it rains almost everyday seemed depressing.

I liked my godmother, but couldn't she live in a place where the sun existed?

As I got ready for take off, I pulled my hair up into a ponytail. I resembled my mother in a lot of ways. I had her black hair, intense blue eyes and high cheekbones. I missed her like crazy and wasn't sure what I was going to do without her.

I fell asleep on the runway in Boston and woke up as the plane hit the runway in Seattle. It was around 6am and I still had the endure the drive from Seattle to Forks. I got off the plane and spotted Carolyn right away.

Carolyn was a doctor at Forks hospital. It was obvious she had just gotten off of work before she had to come and pick me up from the airport.

Carolyn pulled me into a hug and quickly patted my shoulder.

Of course, my bag was practically the last one to come out.

As I spotted the bag, I walked over and grabbed the handle. But instead of it coming to me, it yanked me forward, almost throwing me onto the conveyer belt. I tried to get up but my zipper was caught on something. I thrashed as I spotted the end of the belt. The suitcase in front of my passed the barrier and I heard it crash down somewhere. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the impact when a pair of cold, strong arms yanked me from the belt and set me on my feet.

In front of me was a tall blonde man with unusual gold eyes. He was perfect in every way but he was in his late twenties, so that was where that would go. He was staring at me with a look of curiosity and slight confusion.

Carolyn rushed over, her face flooded with relief.

"Carlisle, thank goodness you caught her! What are you doning here?" she asked. I could imagine what she was experiencing. I had been in her care for all of ten minutes, and I throw myself onto an airport conveyer belt to who-knows-where.

"I was just seeing some friends off, how about you?" he asked, smiling.

"Well, I was just picking my goddaughter up. I she's coming to live with me," she said putting her arm around me.

"Hello, I'm Carlisle Cullen," he said putting his hand out for me to shake.

"Alex Brandon," I said, shaking his frozen hand.

His expression changed, like the name was familiar and before I could say anything, it was gone.

"I'd better go, I need to get to work," Carlisle said dashing towards the door.

I stared after him and one thing popped into my mind and I immediately dismissed it because of the craziness of it.

He's not human.

CARPOV

I got to work and went to my office. My mind was reeling. The name wasn't enough to peek my attention but the fact that, minus a few details, looked like she and Alice could be twins.

I pulled up a site I know very well and typed the name "Alex Brandon" into the database. After a few seconds I heard a ping and there she was.

It showed her mother, who'd recently been murdered. I went up the line until I found the name I was looking for. Mary Alice Brandon. She'd had a son and line continued, until four generations later, when Alex was born. If what I was reading was true, Alice was Alex's only living relative.

It's just too bad Alex could never know.