Wishing I own the Twilight Saga but I don't, all the rights go to the gifted Mrs. Stephenie Meyer, who has inspire many of us.

{As I see the dying rose, I wonder if it's the end? Fears take over my heart and tears over my soul. What a sweet rose it was... but now it sits there, slowly dying.- by Gesselle Valle}

The bear had rip into my bones. I try to hold myself together, but to much blood was leaving my body way to fast to stop it. Plus, I was hiking faraway from town, up in the mountains. If anyone could find me here it would be a simple miracle. My mouth fill up with my own blood as my pierce lung fill up with my living liquid. I screamed my last gurgling sound I have ever done. Then I thank the heaves as it all went black.

"Is that blood?" Rose asked as she was reminded of the day she carry her beloved to be save by Carlisle.

"Stop Rose!" Carlisle order, as he knew it was blood, human blood, one that carry a deep temptation to them all. He walk infront of Rose to block her path, and closer to the sound of pain and the smell of blood. "Oh this is bad." He said low as he watch what was left of the girl.

"Will she make it?" Bella asked looking sadly at the girl. As Edward wrap his arms around her to comfort her.

"To much lost blood." Carlisle answered as he check her more closely.

"Can you turn her?" Esme asked. Her hand was on Carlisle shoulder, being hopeful.

"Yes." He said as he move and sank his fangs in her shoulder deep, his poison fill the bite.

Her turquoise eyes open wide, as she was awaken by the poison, her scream could be heard from far, it was like being burn alive and there was nothing that could extinguish the fire off from within her. She wanted to curse, to make them kill her ten times over, but only more blood and whines came out of her mouth, this time. As her body convulse so violently on the cold grown.

They all tense up at the sound. A reminder of what it was like when they were all turned.

Carlisle took off his jacket and cover her gently. He look at Esme and sighed. "She's the youngest I have seen. But a legal age, the Volturi won't object to her turning."

"Don't worry, Carlisle. She will be fine before you know, she has Cullen blood in her now. She's one of us, a Cullen." Jasper said proudly in his souther accent. As Alice held on to his side, watching the girl hopeful.

Then a howl fill the air, "Oh shit!" Emmett curse, feeling the mutts coming their way.