A/N: This is my first fanfic in a while, but this plot came to me a few days ago and well I decided to let you guys take part in reading it. This is an AU fanfic, but none the less the characters do not belong to me. I hope you enjoy the first chapter, and I'll give you a short summary about the whole plot. What happens when everyone you once loved is suddenly announced dead? Is it easy to move on, knowing you're the only one who knows the truth? Why not ask Isabella Swan? She's got answers, but she's won't tell unless you can keep a secret.
Dear Bella,
You must know by know what's happened to the Cullen's, and I'm terribly sorry. There was no way we could have saved them all. Luckily, one managed to get out of it all. While the story is still fuzzy, and we can't explain the sudden massacr, Jasper Hale has requested that you see him as soon as possible. We feel that you may be the only person who can tell us what really happened. Unfortunately Jasper hasn't been well enough to tell you himself, so he asked us to do so. We're sorry for your loss, and again, we didn't find any survivors.
Bella stood silently staring out the window of her bedroom, it had been nearly a month since the 'accident' and now suddenly, Jasper managed to make it out. Sadly, no one else had been found. Blinking back her tears, Bella forced the memories of that horrible night out of her head. She wouldn't think about it, because each time she did, it only made her feel worse. Looking down at the letter she had just received, she skimmed over it several times. Jasper wanted to see her as soon as possible. Why hadn't he been feeling well? He was a damn vampire for hell sake, did they get sick? Her heart was heavy, and as much as she wanted to rush over to the Cullen house, and cry to Jasper, she couldn't bring herself to leave her bedroom. It had been a long month, spent alone inside her room. Most nights she cried to herself to sleep, waiting. Was anything every going to change? They said it was a total blow out massacre. Explosion. Sudden. Unexpected. Is that what they want to believe? Bella shut her eyes for a moment to collect her thoughts, unsure if it was safe to stand there in her window waiting for hell to freeze over. Sighing gently, she turned away from the window and gently paced towards her door. She couldn't keep Jasper out of her life; maybe he'd give her some good news. Or bad news. Either way, seeing a Cullen in general gave her a small ounce of hope. Pushing her door open, the sound of the TV down stairs caused her to pause and wait. Was Charlie awake? Or was he napping? Stomping down the stairs, Bella decided to make it very clear she was going out. Coming towards the living room, Bella glanced towards the chair her dad always sat in while watching a game. He was sound asleep, making it much easier for her to leave.
As she jotted down a simple note, explaining that she'd gone shopping, Bella taped the note to the fridge and left. Making her way towards her truck, she pulled open the door with much force and jumped in, not allowing much thought to intrude her. Jamming her key into the ignition her truck suddenly roared to life and pulled out of the driveway. "Bella, what happened? Are you alright? Oh god, Bella." Shaking her head of all thoughts, Bella tightened her grip on the steering wheel. If she let such things sink into her mind, she'd break down again. Sniffing lightly, the silence overtook her as she drove on, towards the route she took countless times before to the Cullen house. As she came to the driveway, she found it looked the same way it last did. Majestic, perfect, welcoming. Yet who was there to welcome. There was no Esme waiting in the kitchen to bake her some muffins, or no Emmett to tease her about her physical strength. Pulling herself out of the truck, she found it hard to make her way towards the door. Why was it so hard for her to come face to face with Jasper? Taking in a breath of air, she came to the door and knocked. Hearing not even a faint sound of walking, or the turning of the house, she quickly turned away and made her way back to her truck. "Bella? Oh, it's great to see you." His southern accent made her feel at home, but the worry in it caused her to get nervous. Turning back towards the door, she saw Jasper standing there, looking like he normally did. "Jasper, it's really good to see you. How? Is? I…Can I come in?" she asked curiously, hoping she could get in a good long talk with him. She needed to know everything, and she needed to know soon. Taking another breath of air, she waited for Jasper to say something, anything. Finally he nodded softly, opened the door wider and allowed her to enter.
A/N: Well there you go, it's short, but I don't like to make my beginning stories long. This allows your minds to stir and what not. R&R guys. I'm curious to see just how far this can go. Without some fans, I'm not sure this will get very far. Thanks in advance.