Chapter 1: Hunted

Belle POV

Sometimes it just sucked to be me. I mean my life isn't all that terrible, the power and the freedom make my life interesting and filled with twists and turns. However it is not really fun when I'm being chased by a huge russet wolf and an annoyingly self-righteous vampire. I tried to dodge trees as my wing span isn't all that small and the extra speed was making hitting a tree very possible. Yes, wing span because I have wings.

No one in this large world of ours is creative enough to come up with a myth all by themselves. How could someone just create the idea of a vampire or a werewolf? They don't. It's all real in some way shape or form. I'm living proof of this. My wings resemble butterfly wings, they are a pale pink and covered in a faint shimmer. The magenta veins inside of them are visible if someone could get close enough. That's thing though, they never do.

I'm of the fastest fliers that anyone has ever met, but all the trees make it hard to fly as fast as I want to. Why did I pick Rhode Island to settle down! What I wanted to do was go straight up to get above the tree tops so I would be out of the wolf's jumping reach. This is risk and I know it. I would have to completely change direction and loose all my momentum and speed. By then they could right on top of me. Of course I'll have to risk it anyway, I have to leave. I've trained myself over the years to be a fighter not someone who flees from enemies, but I knew this conceited vampire and I would probably have more of them on me if I kill him.

I stop in my tracks and hover a second before I try aiming for the treetops at full speed. Just as the leaves around me start to disappear and turn into blue sky, I feel pain on my left ankle. I feel myself being pulled to the earth and land with a huge smash. My ankle starts feel the extensive damage. I look up and too black eyes are leaning in to mine as almost as to say new chew toy. The wolf had jumped higher than I had thought possible and brought me down by my ankle, sadly my only real vulnerable spot. As I can feel my life force being bled out of that one spot, why did it have to be that ankle, I used my aura to push the beast back with pure air.

The wolf gave me a look like what the hell! Then I made a casing of fire around myself. My aura was getting used to an extreme and I was losing power fast, I was just counting on the fact that they didn't know that they had hit my Achilles heel. I tried to concentrate on my breathing and assed my damaged ankle. It was covered in blood and the way it was angled I was pretty sure it was shattered. Damn, my luck was just getting worse.

The vampire with a blur of speed stood by the wolf's side. Yup, my well trained senses didn't fail me I had definitely had identified the right scent. His hair was windblown from running that was a shade of bronze. His pale skin and speed identified him as the deadly creature he was. When he walked into the light his skin sparkled like a diamond. That's why I hadn't been expecting the ambush.

I'm not fool and not new to being hunted, but I never expected a perfect sunny day to be caught. He risked being exposed, but the surprise attack worked. His gold eyes were wary as he conversed with the wolf in low words that even my amazing senses couldn't pick up over the roaring fire that was my last line of defense. I was losing strength and my vision was starting to blur.

I've trained myself to be a fighter not one who flees, but if I had attacked this vampire his powerful coven would spend the rest of eternity hunting me down. This wouldn't be much of a challenge to destroy them either, but Carlisle, their leader may be the noblest creature I have ever met. Killing him would be murder of the truest kind. No, easier to run from this vampire than to start a war.

Between the flames I could see the vampire slowly walked towards me, clearly afraid of the fire I had set. This was the only way to destroy one of them, and I could control. His eyes reflected the fear that I felt.

"Belle," he slightly raised his voice so I could hear it over the flames, "Let's just talk."

"Talk!" I yelled my fire growing larger with my anger, "You stalk me for 2 months, have your beast attack me and you want to talk!"

"You don't understand," he pleaded, "We are in trouble and you could help us." His eyes were panicked. In all of my years I had never seen Edward Cullen so afraid. That caught me off guard.

"Okay, I'll let you tell me your story under too conditions," I said firmly

"Anything"

"Let me heal myself and send that mutt away," I said with disgust.

Edward smile was smug as he chuckled darkly like he had a very amusing secret.

"Of course," He said still laughing to himself. He nodded to the wolf he ran back into the thick of the forest.

Still keeping my eye on the threat in front of me and still having my wall of fire separating us I grabbed a small beaded bag out of my school backpack. After digging I pulled out of my remedies. Clea could probably explain all of these medicines, but they were pass my knowledge. All I knew is after using the creams that she told me in the past, the gushing teeth marks closed until it looked like a scar from weeks ago. I was still struck in awe by what magic could do. My ankle was still sore from the shattered bone, but the medicines had fixed it as well as they could. In a few days it would feel brand new.

I stood up, the fire following my motions, I could keep this fire up for days now, but with a wave of my hand it disappeared just leaving me and the vampire. Until a huge human jogging into view. He was well over 6 feet tall with muscle to match. Hi inky hair was choppy and reached his ears. Black eyes brooded underneath heavy eyebrows all surrounded by russet skin.

The scent of wolf was still in the air. So he was probably in the woods nearby. It didn't matter though, I didn't feel fear anymore. If he Edward was crazy enough to charge, I would stand and fight.

"Okay, tell me your story before I lose interest," I said with chin held high.