My first attempt to write fanfiction. I hope you'll like it. Btw my English isn't so correct sometimes, sorry. And of course, the one and only Stephenie Meyer owns all the characters and The Twilight Saga, I just borrow them and makes a twist in the story.

This story takes place in New Moon. Edward is gone and so on. Bella have been cliffdiving but Alice didn't see it and Jacob saved her, that was a few days ago.


BPOV

I arrived to an empty house. My chest was hurting badly after I had left Jake's place. We had spent the afternoon waking on the beach and I had felt good, until I got home. I knew why the ache had gotten worse. Since Jake had to run through the woods, hunting Victoria in order to keep me alive, we spent less time together.

The house was dark and I reached for the light switch. But the hall lamp didn't work. I frowned. What was wrong? With one arm on the wall, leading the way to the kitchen, I walked slowly to try the lamp there. But that one didn't work either. My eyes had gotten used to the dark and I could see the phone. I took it and held it to my ear, no sound, it was dead too. Nice, the electricity didn't work. And it wouldn't start working until Charlie got home, because I didn't know how to fix it. Too bad I couldn't call him.

Suddenly I heard something behind me, dull footsteps coming rapidly towards me. I turned around, a scream starting to build in my throat. Before my scream could be heard, a hand was put over my mouth and I was shoved into the wall behind me. In front of me was a man, I thought it was a man anyway, with a black ski mask covering his head. There were holes for his eyes and mouth. I couldn't make out the colour of his eyes but I saw that he was grinning.

Fight him! I heard Edwards voice beg me. Too late.

While I stood paralyzed with shock, the man had picked me in my throat with a syringe. In wild panic I started to fight him. But after months of hardly eating something had made me very weak. The man spun me around and held one arm around me, pinning my arms still, and the other hand was still over my mouth. He started to drag me to the front door and I felt my consciousness fade away. I fell into darkness.


Soo, what do you think? Should I continue with this?