Authors note at bottom.

"Childhood is a kingdom where nobody dies."

I stepped warily over the snow, my jaw set and my face determined. Clenching my fists, I removed my gloves in one fluid motion. I locked eyes with the vampire in front of me. He smiled.

"My, what a pleasant surprise," He chortled. "Little Bella coming to visit me again. Have you got new weapons this time?"

Now it was my turn to smile.

"You have no idea."

The vampire moved extremely quick, dashing to his right and spurting up a waterfall of snow. I laughed humorlessly. He was about to die.

Leaning down, I snatched the small knife I had hidden in my holster. It was all I needed. Pushing of the ground with one foot, I moved just as fast as him. He stopped for a moment, assessing what I had just done.

"You got turned?" he asked skeptically, his eyes running over me. I didn't like this.

"No, not turned." I answered coldly, playing with the knife. "Have you ever heard of 'The Project'?" His face contorted with horror. I giggled.

"It was true…" he whispered. "What they said about the vampire hunters was true…"

Those were his last words. I moved quickly, grabbing the back of his neck and pulling my mouth up to his ear.

"Isabella Swan." I whispered, grinning. "Don't forget the name."

Before.

I walked slowly, my eyes running over the dark alley way in front of me. It seemed to stretch on forever. The numbness that was blanketing me seemed to be fading away, my control on emotions slipping. Why was I here?

There was no sane answer for that.

I gurgling sound erupted from nearby; I naturally stiffened. My body immediately rewired itself for fight or flight- it wasn't giving me any other options. I swiveled, now walking quickly towards the crowd. I should have never come to Seattle alone; even to hear him. To hear his voice yelling at me. It wasn't worth it.

Or at least that's what I kept telling myself.

I heard a trashcan fall behind me. I began running. I was no match for the creature that was behind me; and ironically enough, it was a vampire.

It took me down quick. I screamed, but no one could hear me. As my vision hazed, I could see the tiny bodies moving back and forth, weaving roughly through eachother. I let out one more soft cry as it snapped my leg. Then there was nothing.

Time passes.

I began to resurface. It felt almost identical to that day in the ballet studio; except for one key factor- I was rising slower, and instead of feeling pain, I felt stronger. When I was to the point where my eyes could snap open without difficulty, I hesitated. What would I find? Would Edward be there?

I thought his name would hurt; it didn't. That surprised me, coaxing me forward to open my eyes. What I saw was definitely not Edward.

A boy; or rather, a man hovered over me, his eyes gleaming with hope and confusion. What an odd mixture. When he saw I was awake, the man smiled.

"Hello, Bella. You've been asleep for a long time." His voice was rough, but somehow gentle. It surprised me even more that he knew my name, but I didn't ask why. My lips wouldn't move; but my eyes would.

I looked down at my hands. Instead of looking soft; or even delicate, they looked deadly. Maybe it was just me, but I automatically registered them as a threat. A mix of hatred and denial swept through me; and without thinking, I raised the hand and bit down on it.

That was the biggest surprise of all. I moved to fast, almost like a vampire. And when I bit into my flesh, my bones felt hollow and light. There was no pain. My eyes widened, and I looked up at the man.

"What have you done to me?" I hissed. Even my voice and attitude were different; sharp and full of hate. He grinned.

"I found you, dear. I found you and saw how much potential you had." His laughter boomed like Emmett's. Why did it feel like I hated it?

"You were close to death. I took care of the leech, of course. At first the rest of our group didn't like the fact that I wanted a girl to join, much less a small one, but-" he paused again, staring intently at me. Oh, how I hate his smile. Too much Cullen in it. Speaking of the Cullen's, I never did like that Alice very much. Or was that just my new, focused mind speaking?

"I convinced them. Told 'em that a vampire would be attracted to you. Sure enough, they are. And now, Bella, I've turned you into something very special. A few nips and tucks, some little tweaks to your mind and body…"

I froze. Oh god, no.

"And you were good to go. Now, Bella, you're mine. And I won't rest until you kill every last vampire on this planet."

For a second, I considered the fact that he might me lying. But as I looked at my whole body in the mirror, I could tell he was most definitely not lying. I looked cold. Distant. Unwholesome. My featured were sharp, my movements precise. I turned to him again. He grinned, patting my head. His final sentence before he left the room chilled my already cold body.

"Face it, Bella. You're a vampire hunter now. And nothing you do is going to change that."

:o This is my first chapter in a novel I'm hoping on completing. Some of it might seem confusing, but basically, the first chapter is explaining where Bella is now. The second and so forth are explaining how Bella got there. I'll post more soon.