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Chapter 1:

Bells' POV (This is Jacobs's oldest daughter and her name is Bells)

"Dad, why are you so warm?" a question I have asked many times but has never been answered truthfully; at least I don't think he has told the truth.

"Well B, It is complicated. I am warm because I was born warm." Dad(Jacob) isn't a good liar; Luckily I inherited my Mom's talent for lying. "Why do you always ask?"

"Well, because you never answer me truthfully. " I shot back with too much attitude.

"Well, you're right I am not telling the truth, you will know soon enough. "

Great I am never going to find out. Being 15 bites; you never find out anything. I better get ready to go to go to school; mom is going to kill me if I am late for the bus again.

"Bells, time for breakfast!" My cute but so annoying 10 years old brother, Riley, yelled. But she was not nearly as annoying as the twins; 7 year old Layla and Lyla. I ran down the stairs and missed the last one plowing into the ground.

"Honey, are you okay? You hit really hard." My overprotective mother, Lacey said.

"I'm fine really." I grabbed a quick bite to eat and then scooted out the door to wait for the bus. Just as I turned the corner, a hand covered my mouth.

"Move and I will snap you're neck." The voice was feminine, and sent chills up my spine. Fear washed over me and my pulse sped up. I'm dead. "Come quietly and quickly. Follow me; I don't want to hurt you unless I have to." I followed her just like she requested. She led me to a car and then sped off to a house in the woods. When we arrived, I got a good look at the house, and my kidnapper. The house was gorgeous, a glass wall, a creek. There was a large garage space and it was huge. The Kidnapper was a pale, pale woman with a terrible stench that I just can't explain. She had blonde hair and pearly white teeth. Her eyes were a striking caramel color. Inside the house were four more people with the same skin, eyes, and stench.

"Sit there and be quiet." The woman said with authority. The women's appearance led me to think that she has not always been cruel and menacing. The other people though look like their life's mission has been to be mean and hateful. I finally got the courage to talk, but my voice was so shaky, I am surprised she understood what I said.

"Where a-a-m I? Why d-d-id you take me? What's y-y-your problem?"

"Look, I don't want to hurt you; but I will if you don't shut it!" She said with sincere earnestness. "Watch her while I plant the bait. If she tries to escape, tie her up." She left and I exhaled.

Two arms suddenly grasped my body and pulled me to the farthest room upstairs. The room looked deserted and had an old couch, a lovely bed, and a whole lot of shelves that look like they used to hold music. I plopped down on the bed and stared out the glass wall. I lay down and realized how heavy my lids were. I let them close and drifted into a deep sleep.

My dreams were not dreams but nightmares. There were tons of pale skinned people and a bunch of gigantic wolves. They were fighting and it was gruesome. I woke to a start and was drenched with sweat. There was a person in my room. One of the two people I saw earlier. "Excuse me but can I please go to the restroom?" I asked, stunned at the sturdiness of my voice.

"Fine, but hurry up. No funny business." The man said in an accent that sounded British. I headed down the hall and got in the restroom. I just remembered that I have my cell phone. I reached into my pocket and yep it was there. I felt the familiar sleek form of it and opened it and dialed. Please pick up.

"Bells?" It was my dad.

"Yes it is me, I was kidnapped, and I need help! Please come get me! Hurry!" I was struggling to get everything out and began crying again.

"Bells, oh my gosh, where are you?"

"I am in a house in the woods. I think I am in Forks."

"Get off the phone now!" The man's voice boomed. He busted the door open and yanked the phone from my ear and crushed it in his hands. Get back to the room now!" With that he growled and I have never heard something as scary as that one noise. I ran back to the room and went to the corner and cried.

Jacobs POV

I know the house she is in, or at least I think I do. I haven't phased in a while; I hope I still can. They were at the old Cullen house. Thinking about that brought back a flood of memories I kept closed. But every time I look at Bells, I am reminded of my Bella. Bells is clumsy and unsure. She is 5'10 which is very different from Bella though. Sometimes it was like looking into Bella's eyes again. I do not regret marring Lacy; I imprinted and couldn't help it. I have started to age but can still phase and I knew what I had to do and what would become of the next Quileute generation. I sent a message to the remaining werewolves. Bells is in trouble, meet me 5 miles from the Cullen house. I kissed Lacy goodbye and told her what I had to do and rushed out the door.

Bells Pov

I guess I had drifted asleep because when I woke it was dark again. What woke me was a crashing sound that was deafening and my guard ran out the door at the speed of light. I had never seen anything like it. I don't know why, but my impulse was to run after them and I did. The shock was what I saw. There were 4 gigantic wolves; they were huge and minicing. But I wasn't scared of them at all. They were there to help me, I no believe the real myths that have been brainwashed into our heads since we were little. There was one kidnappers downstairs, which meant the other two left. The pack of wolves growled and ran head first to the kidnappers and they fled at lightning speed. Then the wolves disappeared for a brief moment and came back in the forms of my dad, Uncle Quil, Uncle Seth, and Aunt Leah. I ran and jumped in my dads arms and he said we needed to hurry before they returned with more people. I was so glad to me home, but I had a feeling that I was not safe.

I hope you all liked it, chapter 2 will be posted soon. Please leave reviews to keep me writing.