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At first, this was meant to be a separate story, but then I realized it worked for Bella!!! So if something doesn't work out, review and I'll come up with some way to explain it. Thanks to one of my best friends for helping me come up with this.

A/N- Yes, this is Bella, but she's lost her memory. She has also never heard of the Volturi.

Bella's POV

The first thing I was aware of was the pain surging though my wrists. I slowly tried to clear my mind from the dark chaos reigning it.

I struggled toward consciousness, remembering nothing. As I slowly lifted my eyes, I looked around.

I was in a small circular room, hanging a few inches off the ground by chains binding my wrists. My arms felt like they were going to be pulled out of my sockets.

I am a prisoner.

Suddenly, images, and memories began to swirl through my head. I tried to grasp something that made sense, but the pain in my head sent me reeling. All my attempts were futile- I couldn't hold on to anything long enough to understand it.

Suddenly, a tall black-clothed figure entered my cell.

"Good, they didn't kill you."

The voice was barely a whisper, yet it reverberated throughout the room, sending chills up my spine.

There was a cold hard, yet amused edge to the voice, as if its owner knew and enjoyed the fear emanating from me.

They? Who is this they?

I tried to focus on my captor. He was tall, and thin, with a black hood covering most of his features. As I studied him, he removed his cloak. I immediately recoiled in fear.

His skin was deathly pale, and his eyes were blood red. His hair was black, framing his face. Cruel, and deadly, but somehow beautiful. His face almost seemed familiar somehow, like I had seen the red eyes staring at me in interest before.

Impossible. How could I know this...this...

I didn't know what to call him, but he was too perfect to be human.

I saw a wicked smile flicker across his face. I noticed how his ashen skin contrasted with his black clothing.

Suddenly he was beside me, but I didn't see or hear him move. He wore a slight smile upon his lips.

"There, there my darling," He said in mock affection, "Don't be afraid. You knew this was going to happen someday. Or did you think we'd never find out?"

"What?" I whispered hoarsely.

"Now let's not be difficult. Just tell me everything about them and then I promise I'll let you go." His smile he then gave suggested otherwise.

Them?

"I-I don't know what y-you're..."I stammered.

Sighing, he cut me off with a raised hand.

"I was afraid this would happen. I hoped we could do this the easy way," He said in a regretful voice.

He reached into the folds of his cloak to reveal a long dagger. He caressed my throat with a pale, cold hand, then pressed the blade hard against my neck.

"Such a pretty little neck. Pity I'll have to cut it.

I gasped, my eyes wide in horror as he took the tip and cut a thin line down my throat. I felt the blood trickle down and seep into my dress.

"I'll play games for as long as you want, little girl," He breathed into my ear. Laughing softly, he stroked my face causing another shudder to rack my body.

"I'll be back at dawn my sweet. Think carefully about what you will and won't tell me.

In one swift moment he spun and turned and glided from the room. Back at dawn...I shivered yet again. My mind was swirling with questions.

Who is he? What does he want? What will he do upon his return?

My thoughts tormented me as I drifted out of consciousness...

Who is this captor? What will he do to our poor Bella (who has yet to gain her memory)? Will Edward save her? Will Jacob show up? (FYI if he does, he probably won't be good. TEAM EDWARD!!!)

I won't continue until I have at least 7 reviews. I refuse to write story no one likes or reads. Flames welcome though. Those who review get a quote from next chapter!!!