Summery: Extremely AU. Bella Swan isn't as normal as you would think, (not a vampire). She moved to Forks for a new start but didn't expect to run into someone she knew long ago. What was Edward Cullen doing in Forks High?

Authors Note: This is a crossover with the mythology of Highlander. But don't worry if you don't know anything about Highlander as it will all be explained.

Disclaimer: I do not owe Twilight or the mythology and certain characters from Highlander.

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Prologue

In the late afternoon as the city received its first moment of clear sky after being pelted by constant rain for over a week, a young woman, her age around the late teens, hurried through the streets of New York. She made a pathetic sight where she went, huddling close into her jacket to fight of shills, her dark hair slicked close to her skull from the rain and with a look of alarm in her heart-shaped face and expressive brown eyes.

But with a closer look, if you had the time before she rushed past you, the power and control in the way she walked didn't match with the air of despair she projected. The alarm in her face and the fearful glances she cast over her shoulder was completely opposite of the hard determination in her eyes. She was a walking contradiction. People didn't know whether to approach her offering assistance or leaving her be so she could handle whatever situation she was in by herself. By the time they had decided she was long gone anyway and they didn't need to bother.

The young woman slipped past a house into an open alley with a busy street on the other end. She walked halfway and then stopped, turned and raised her right hand over her shoulder, preparing to draw her weapon should she need to. There she stood waiting. And while she did that the British drawl of her first teacher made itself heard in her mind.

"If you are outmatched in a fight, run! Ignore your pride, and survive. Survival is everything!"

Luckily the danger came from a person abiding to the rules; he was alone. But the short fight they had already engaged showed her that he was older and more experienced than her. Clearly he was in a better position to take her head than she was taking his. She waited for five minutes before she was convinced he wouldn't appear and challenge her. She relaxed a little but didn't let herself feel completely safe. Instead she turned and ran to her apartment.

In the building in which she lived, her apartment was on the second floor, with a fire-escape right outside a window in case she needed a quick exit. As she pushed the door open the name on it read Isadora Byrd. That was who she was right now and had been for the last three years. She had settled down, become comfortable and entered into a routine, complete opposite of her teacher's advice. She had become careless and almost paid the price for it today. It was time to move on and start over as someone new.

She closed the door, shrugged of her jacket and removed the sword and sheath she carried on her back. She put it upright against a wall close enough to grab should she need to. Her apartment was spacey with one room that worked both as her living room and her bedroom. A kitchen had its own space divided from the other room by a half wall. She got a packing bag from a closet, put it on her bed and grabbed clothes from that same closet and carelessly threw it into the bag. While doing this she grabbed the cordless phone sitting in a holder on a table next to the bed. She dialed a number from memory and waited for someone to pick up.

The bag was full and she had just zipped it when a gruff voice answered.

"Chief Swan."

With a smile she said, "Hi Charlie, its Isabella." That was the name he knew her by.

"Isabella?!!"

"It's been a while." Eighteen years to be exact, Charlie's wedding to Renee. Well, since he had seen her at least. Taking her duties to him seriously she had checked in on him from time to time. Just to make sure he was alright.

"It is good to hear from you. How have you been? Where are you?"

"I'm in New York," she said and walked over to a window facing the street below. "I'm good," she answered his first question, checking the cars on the street. She spotted a familiar one and saw the silhouette of someone in the driver's seat. Her harmless shadow she would need to lose. To start anew she couldn't have her Watcher tracking and reporting her every move as it would be a bigger chance for the head hunter to find her again through him and his organization.

"I'm calling because I need your help. A new identity as this one has been compromised by a head hunter. I was hoping I could live with you for a while." Long enough to have a more permanent and reliable identity made so she could move to a more desirable location. Maybe Thailand or Greece. She was getting sick or rain, grey sky and never seeing the sun. Unfortunately Forks, where Charlie lived, was just like that.

It was quiet on the other end. Then slowly Charlie's voice came over the phone, "Sure, okay, but who would you be?"

Smirking Bella said, "How would you feel about gaining a daughter?"

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To Be Continued in Chapter 1: Chief Swan's Mysterious Daughter.