Chapter One

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It's been five years since Edward left me in the woods and much has happened. After Edward and the Cullen's left, I tried to go after him from where he left me in the woods but I got lost. That is where Victoria took me. Since Edward killed her mate she would kill his. Never mind that I am not his mate or that it was Alice who did the killing.

For years I was tortured by vampires and experimented on by vampire thralls. Humans who know of and serve vampires in hopes to become one. They threw me in a cage with a lycan and had it bite me and infect me with lycanthropy.

When they were sure it worked they killed it to ensure their safety from its revenge for forcing it to curse someone else. They also injected me with Victoria's venom, she refused to bite me since lycan blood is poisonous to vampires so it was injected with a needle to my heart.

Once sure I would survive the duel personality of a vampire and a wolf they debated on whether to inject me with something else but then decided not to risk it. So I was now the first of my kind. A hybrid, half- vampire, half-lycan.

Being a hybrid gave me certain gifts, I have the ability to shift into a silver wolf with venom coated teeth and claws and am a natural Alpha. My beauty, grace, strength, speed and senses are doubled compared to a normal vampire and lycan thanks to my hybrid status. I can walk in sunlight without any indication I am a vampire, I can eat either human food or blood and I also have a heartbeat.

I am immortal, I don't know what can kill me, I mean fire kills a vampire but I am also a lycan, silver and wolfs bane can kill a lycan but after testing both they don't work. So I am at a loss on how I can be killed and I know I can be killed because everything can be killed.

After three years of torture and training my skills and abilities in secret from a scientist who was sympathetic to my plight I escaped. But not before destroying every bit of their research and slaughtering them all, saving Victoria for last. I would swear her screams would always bring a smile to my face.

After my escape it's all a blur I was delirious from pain, trauma and hunger. I later found out after seeing my burnt clothes and burns that in my rage the building caught fire and exploded while I was inside but I was too busy chopping Victoria to bits to notice.

When I got home I found out my father was dead. Charlie died of a heart attack after he was mailed my finger with my dad's college ring on it that he gave to me as a graduation present. After that they sent out a search party, the LaPush pack help because I am a friend of Jake's and they caught Victoria's scent so they knew a vampire took me.

After people found out I was alive I learned of the LaPush pack. I told them what happened and showed them my abilities. Jake and I imprinted on each other. The first double imprint and sibling imprint in over a century. Unlike other imprints Jake and I have absolutely zero romantic feeling for each other, we are like siblings or more like twins.

So because of the imprint Billy adopted me even though I was 21 years old. I went to college to study psychology, criminal psychology and forensic anthropology and graduated with high honor. After collage I went to the police academy to be trained in the necessary skills for the law enforcement field.

At the Academy I learned as many fighting styles as I could, I learned how to shoot handguns, shotguns, rifles and snipers. I also learned how to hack into and out of things, how to picklock, and about a corpse from the coroner (don't ever ask a medical examiner to learn about a dead body!) I learned how to speak fluent French, German, Spanish, Portuguese, Russian and Italian.

After my time with the Academy I was given numerous job offers from the CIA, FBI and some agency called NCIS but my mind and heart was set on taking my father's place as Chief of Police in Forks, Washington. So that is what I did, I returned home and took up my father's mantle of protecting the citizens of Forks from mortal and immortal alike.

Since the Cullen's left I have changed. I am no longer the shy, weak Bella Swan who allowed people to walk all over her like a doormat. My time with Victoria and those scientists hardened me, the Cullen's abandonment hardened my trust, Edward's betrayal hardened my heart and Charlie's death wounded my soul.

The changes in me are that I have a terrifying temper, swears and curses enough to make a sailor have a heart attack let alone blush. Basically I am a whole new and improved Bella. I even changed my name to Izzy Black. I flat-out refuse to answer to Bella, I ignore anyone who calls me Bella until they just call me Izzy.

Anyway today is the 5th anniversary of the day he Cullen's left. I actually got over it a while ago, but I hate all of them with a passion and not even just because of my wolf either.

If they never left Victoria would have never captured me as she captured me in the woods Edward left me in as soon as he left. I never would have suffered for three years. Charlie would still be alive. None of this suffering would have ever happened if they had just stayed!

As every anniversary I head to LaPush to run with Jacob. Just as I drove up to the treaty line I smelt him and nearly groaned in frustration and exasperation. Paul who was my fiancé' before he pulled a Sam and imprinted on my partner Lori West, now she knows everything and helps me with the supernatural crimes.

The thing is he may have imprinted but that doesn't excuse what he did, what he promised he wouldn't do, leave me. He swore to me the day he proposed imprint or not he wouldn't leave me and he did.

I stopped at the boundary line separating Forks territory and LaPush and after making sure no one else was around I stripped. I didn't have to worry about Paul this is nothing he hasn't seen or touched. Stowing away my clothes in a bag I turned to face Paul unashamed of my nudity.

Being a wolf modesty goes out the window when any clothes you have on shred when you shift. Seeing Paul ogle my body gave my ego a boost and letting him constantly see what he had but now can't because he left was a sort of vindictive pleasure.

After simply raising an eyebrow at him to get the message over with so I can shift already he tore his eyes from my body to look at my face.

Suddenly his face went from desire for my body to grave. I was instantly tense. I had a sudden feeling of foreboding that whatever he was going to say I wouldn't like at all. And I was right.

"The Cullen's have returned."

Well Fuck!