AN: My first bit of Twilight fan fiction, It hit me and had to be written, normally I stick to gaming, but… R and R! Please!!!!!

Disclaimer: I do not own twilight. Stephenie Meyer does.

Summery: AU: At the age of eight, Bella, Renee and her boyfriend went to L.A. for a week. That week, myth became reality. Now Bella's moving to Forks to live with her dad. Her first day at school seemed normal. Until lunch… He saved her, then she thought he was going to kill her, then others intervened in L.A. Now she's staring at them, and they're staring right back.

Morning Scars

Prologue: The Night Vampires Became Real

BPOV: age 8

Mom was on one of her newest phases. It required a trip to an L.A. mall. I don't know quite what it is that she was looking for, she didn't tell me. But Mr. "I'm Your Mothers Boyfriend Squirt, Go Away." had told me once again to get lost, when mom wasn't in hearing range. She was shopping at some crazy vitamin/herb/health store, so I figured… I won't wander far. It was in the mall after all. But I was eight. I was small. And I was lost. I kept looking for a map, asking directions… did anyone here know English?

I hadn't realized it was so late when I reached a door and saw the night sky shimmering with stars. Earlier, it had amazingly been cloudy, but now… I looked through the glass staring at the sky, wondering, as I often did as a child, if humans were alone. My stomach growled and I was about to follow the smell of grease to the food court… I turned around. I saw a very scary guy, a large guy. I was a very, very small person, and he was grinning. It wasn't a nice welcoming grin, it was a… malicious grin, I think that's the right word, I haven't read the M section of the dictionary in a while. Eight year old, dictionary… yeah, get over it.

Regardless, I didn't like how he was looking at me, so I started sprinting towards food. Did I mention I was small and eight, and had very short legs. I wasn't looking where I was going and slammed into a very stiff… something. I looked up, it was a different guy, with that same creepy grin pointed at me. I took off… at least, I tried. The guy grabbed me and covered my mouth with his hand. I screamed, I licked… ew… and finally bit his hand, while kicking and squirming away. But that other guy came up, and three more behind him. No doubt my eye's held terror. I saw the news. I wasn't stupid. I didn't have a chance… what did I have to loose…

My mom, she needed me. She needs someone to keep her in check, make sure she gets her mail, pays her bills, doesn't get scammed by an idiot guy who thinks they can pull they wool over her head. But that's the thing. They could pull the wool over her eye's, but not mine. She needed protection. I couldn't die, not at eight.

But things were not looking good… no things were looking bad… very, very bad.

The five had managed to take me outside through the door I had been staring out of just moments ago, how anyone had missed my screaming, I really didn't know… then again, I didn't know how late it was, or if anyone cared. It was dark… we were outside, no one was around… I was going to die. They were going to hurt me… maybe they'd traffic me rather than kill me. But death would be so much more preferable than being used… like that. But that was selfish, preferring the easy way out, selfish to think the easy way out was death…

I was slammed roughly into cement. I was pinned against the wall in some corner or nook outside the mall, were we even there anymore?

My energy was dwindling and my struggling became less. Then the most excruciating pain hit me and could do nothing more than gasp, then scream out in pain. Long drawn out pain. I could feel hot liquid pouring down my left arm, the entire arm was throbbing. It hurt so bad, blood pounding in my ears. I almost would have missed the four screams. The creep attacking me obviously too caught up in the thrill of causing agony, had missed it.

Then he was off me, I fell to the pavement with a loud thud. My head hurt from being slammed into the wall, now my tailbone hurt from the curse of gravity that I considered my arch nemesis… It almost always won. I slowly blinked trying to focus, despite the blood loss. There was enough light from parking lights to see my savior, who had his teeth secured on my attackers neck. He had beautiful hair, glorious and very pained eyes almost disgusted at what he was doing… which was what, exactly? I observed my surroundings fuzzily as the savior killed the attacker. Four bodies lay splayed in odd positions in a fifty meter radius. No human could do that. No human drank…

My savior lifted his head from my attackers neck. He looked pained, and severely confused. Then I saw his eyes, the locked with mine in the dim light. His eyes were red, very, very red, and extraordinarily pained.

His eyes began to change, no longer were they red, they were swirling black. He dropped the body he held and with a look of defeat he… transported ten feet and kneeled beside me. He took my bloodied arm and began… l…licking, uh… up my a… arm. So quietly I could barely hear it,

"I'm so sorry" he said. Such a beautiful voice, such a wonderful smell. I was loosing consciousness I knew. Then I heard more angels more commotion as my eyes fluttered closed. Suddenly, he was gone, he wasn't touching me anymore. My eyes shot open at the loss. I saw seven Two Men were holding my savior back, he was struggling to get to me. I wanted them to let him go.

Then a beautiful life size Ken Barbie doll stood in front of me. I was going insane, I hated Barbie's. everything was fading so quickly. My arm hurt so much.

"Your going to be all right, we'll get you to a hospital" I believed him. I faded. I blinked.

It was day. I was in a hospital bed. My mother was alone, her tears evident, though I knew they would not be just for me. This would always happen. She'd find someone, good or bad. Somehow I would do something, or something would happen that was my fault that would scare the boy toy away. I hated that I did this too her, but she could never survive on her own. At least, I didn't think she would… well anyways.

Then came my apologies, her apologies. Apparently someone had called her cell phone, anonymously, and told her, that I was in the hospital. Must have been one of those… The night came back swiftly. My beautiful and pained savior… I never said thank you.

Then Renee… MOM… Then mom chose me over the boyfriend… thank you. One moment I was in the store, the next I wasn't. She said she searched franticly for me. Maybe she did, maybe she forgot… I don't know. But we were both safe, and I could be happy with that, even though Rick leaving caused her pain.

She'd get over it in a week or two… She always did.


AN: Intense????? This is the changed back-story. Why they were there in L.A.… whoever "they" may be… *cough* (obvious)… you'll just have to wait and see.