**Since we already know what happened to Rosalie from Stephenie Meyer's books. I'm not going to mess with it; I just want to add to it. This series of chapters are from Rosalie perspective and follows her from when she was born as a vampire to Emmett and some after. Enjoy, please review when you can. Thanks!**

I heard a commotion off to the left of me. The voices were not familiar. They were fighting. I heard my name and anger in one of the gentleman's voice. It took me back to a scene. Of me, lying on the cold ground with my body covered in blood. I could see my fiancé looking down at me and laughing. Telling the other men to have their way with me and that I'm well worth it. Then a lightening bolt hit me of anger and pain. It felt like my body was on fire from the inside out. I tried to open my eyes but I couldn't. The burning was so bad I wanted to scream, but I couldn't hear myself if I did.

My heart was beating so fast and the fire continued. I heard a woman whisper that I would wake soon. Who was that, and why would she know when I'm to wake up? I tried to force myself to wake up but my eyes wouldn't move. I felt someone touch the inside of my wrist and heard a man whisper, "yes, anytime now." What is going on?

I felt my heart become still and everything faded. I don't know how long I was out but my eyes popped open and I was staring up at a canapé. Was I lying on a bed? I heard someone shift to the left of me and I growled. What, I'm growling? I was stunned by my next motion, I was crutching in corner of the room looking at three others.

There before me stood a beautiful woman, long brown hair, and golden eyes with a gorgeous smile. Then I saw the tall man, thin but muscular with bronze hair that was going everywhere. I would definitely cut that hair if I could get my hands on it. He was growling at me and crutching. He was very handsome with those golden eyes just like the woman.

Next to him was another man, he looked familiar. Not very tall, but had blonde hair and golden eyes. Then I realized I knew him from somewhere, but it can't be him. Is it really him? He had his hands up and was walking around the other man that was crutched. His golden eyes were drilling a hole into me and he whispered, "Do you know me Rosalie?"

I cocked my head and looked at his face, now more defined since he stepped into more light. I didn't understand why he looked like Dr. Cullen, but he did. I didn't understand why I was here either. I saw him turn to look behind him to the crutching man. The beautiful creature spoke, "Yes she remembers you, but she thinks that you are not him. Also she finds me attractive, but is thinking that I need to do something with my hair. No chance sweetheart, on either of those thoughts." He then snarled at me showing his teeth.

I snarled back, did I just do that? How did he know what I was thinking? Was he a physic or something? Is that really Dr. Cullen? The man that stood closest to me whispered again, "Rosalie, please tell me something?" I looked at him and whispered, "What is wrong with me?" I was surprised by the music that just escaped my lips. Where did that voice come from?

Dr. Cullen moved closer still with his hands in the air. I saw the other man shift a little, must be uneasy about something. "You can say that," he growled at me. How the hell is he doing that? The doctor spoke again, "Edward please! Let me talk to her. Rosalie, what was the last thing you remember happening?"

So his name is Edward, and then all of the sudden my throat started to burn. I reached up and grabbed it. I shot my eyes back to the doctor and cried out, "why is my throat burning? What is wrong with me Dr. Cullen?"

Dr. Cullen turned to look at the woman and whispered, "Esme, please go and get her something to drink. It's in the cooler, in my office." I looked over at her and she was gone. She moved so fast, but now I knew her name, Esme. What a beautiful name for such a beauty. She was gorgeous, I would say more beautiful than me. I heard Edward snort at my last thought and I snarled are him. I can tell that he and I, are not going to get along. "You got that right," he growled at me. "Edward, please!" Dr. Cullen said back at him.

Esme was back with a glass of something, it smelled delicious. She gave the glass to Dr. Cullen which turned to me and pushed it across the floor to get it close. I shifted back farther in the corner trying to avoid contact. He moved away and I snatched the glass and gulped it down. Whatever it was cooled and soothing my throat. It felt so good going down, it stopped the burning. I sighed and felt a drop of the fluid on my lip. I reached up and wiped it with my finger.

I looked at my finger tip which was now bright red. It looked like I was bleeding. I felt this urge to suck on my finger and then the burning in my throat came back. I looked up at Dr. Cullen, "what is this?" I showed him my finger with worried eyes. Was this blood? Edward spoke up again, "yes its blood."

I snarled at him again. How is he doing that? Why am I drinking blood? Why is my throat burning? I looked back at Dr. Cullen. "Please, Dr. Cullen. Tell me what is going on."

Dr. Cullen moved and sat on the floor in front of me. He whispered, "tell me what was the last thing you remember and I'll tell you more." I thought about that and nodded my head. "I remember my fiancé beating me. I remember getting attacked by four other men with my fiancé looking on. I don't remember much after that besides the burning."

Dr. Cullen sighed, "the morphine didn't help I see." I looked at him puzzled. He started into his tale while looking at the floor. "I found you Rosalie. You were lying there in the middle of the street. I could smell your blood and by the time I got to you, you were almost dead. I brought you back here, which was when I decided to make you what we are." He paused and looked at me then continued. "How much do you believe in mythology, Rosalie? How much do you believe in those stories?"

I looked at him stunned but shrugged to push him to continue. He sighed and looked back at the floor. "We are vampires Rosalie. You included." I gasped and started to stutter the word vampire. "Yes Rosalie, a vampire. It was the only way to save you. I had to change you or you would be dead. Well, you are still dead, but, you know what I mean." He looked up at me with those wide golden eyes. I had so many questions but yet I was scared to speak.

I looked at the other two, trying to decide what to do when I saw Edward move out of his crutch. I then realize that I was still crutched and I started to wonder why I wasn't hurting and maybe I should sit down. Before my thought was complete I had moved across the room to the bed. Everyone shifted to my move. Carlisle was now by the window. Edward and Esme were closer to the door. I guess they were giving me, some space. My throat was on fire and there were tears that I could feel trying to fall but couldn't succeed. What to ask, what to say? I didn't know where to begin. Then Edward spoke up, "it's a confusing time for you right now. Let's get you fed and Carlisle can tell you more when you return. Esme will take you."

I looked over to Edward and wondered why he was so cold to me. I was use to men swooning over me. Why wasn't he? What did I do to make him so angry with me? He snorted again and rolled his eyes. "How are you doing that?" I asked him. His eyes met mine and he gave me a crooked smile, "I can hear every thought that comes through your mind." I looked at him in horror. I couldn't believe it. So when I was talking about how attractive he was and before I could finish that thought, he was nodding his head. I gasped and yelled out, "my thoughts are my own, you GREASEBALL!" He chuckled and was gone from the room.

Carlisle was shaking his head and looked at me with apologetic eyes. "Rosalie, Edward's response to you is because of me." Esme was at his side, with her hand on his chest and shook her head no. "Let me take her to feed first. You can explain when we return." Carlisle nodded and left, which left Esme and I alone in the room.

She smiled at me and extended her hand out. "Come dear! Let's find you something to clinch that thirst." I nodded still trying to take in everything. This is either the most unbelievable dream, or my worst nightmare.