okay this story starts out after Edward has left Bella....sob...

disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight series. It all belongs to Stephenie Meyer (what an amazing author/woman for creating such a perfect world). I use dialogue from her outtakes and from the actual novels. It is her ideas, with a twist of my own thoughts behind the complex character of Edward Cullen..sigh..

1. Mission

On my way home, I was thinking about Bella. Again. When would I ever be able to cope with the pain and agony I now endured? I was so close to breaking. The agony of not seeing Bella was tearing me apart. Everyday I wondered if she was happy. Maybe my leaving did not have a positive effect. Maybe she was just as unhappy as I was. Maybe I should just go back to do a quick check on her. No! No! No! Bella deserves a life. She deserves happiness. She deserves someone who does not have the urge to kill her with every touch.

Each thought of her would shred my heart into millions of fragments, if that were possible. It felt like I was being pulled under water, never to return to the surface. The thought of returning to Forks sounded better and better to me each time I thought of it. But, of course, the two little men I had pictured before, right and wrong, danced before my eyes. The thought of making Bella happy without me kept me away. However, I knew I could not stay very long in this area. It brought back too many memories.

Then, all of a sudden, I had a thought. If I could not make Bella happy myself, I could ensure that her safety was not challenged. I knew the vile creature would not pose any danger to Bella, but I would go after her anyway. I had a mission, now. That was to kill the one last thing that haunted Bella's life. Victoria.

My mission was to attempt tracking her—I had never before tracked in my life before so this should be challenging—and kill the one vile thing that could still potentially threaten my angel's life.

But, how would I start? Obviously, I could not tell my family about this. It would kill Esme with worry and surely Emmett would talk me out of it. The danger to me seemed infinitesimal when it was compared to the favor I would be doing for Bella. Even if I couldn't be with her, I would do my best to make her happy.

I left early the next morning, when the others were out hunting. I knew leaving like this would kill my adopted parents and family, but it was something I had to do.