AN: Hey guys! This is my first story, so be nice to me! It takes place before Breaking Dawn and is in Bella's POV. Enjoy!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. That masterpiece belongs to Stephanie Meyer!!!
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I wish I was dreaming. But the constant pressure on my arm from Edward's hand and the cool dampness of the rain assured me my wish was in vain. I was standing outside the Cullen home at Edward's side, Alice to my left on Jasper's arm. Or at least, what was left of the Cullen home. There was nothing left of the home but black ash and splintered wood.
"Who could have done this?" I whispered.
Rosalie and Emmett were currently searching through the wreckage, their clothes ripped and covered in soot. Rosalie stopped her search and trotted up the hill, looking distressed.
"There's no sign of Carlisle or Esme." she frowned "What should we do?" she turned to Alice "Do you see their future? Anything?"
Alice frowned, lines forming on her perfect face, "No, nothing."
"…then we'll have to assume they're dead…" Edward muttered, face sullen.
"Hey! I found something!" Emmett trotted up the hill, his hand fisted around a glistening silver chain.
When Emmett reached us, he opened his hand to reveal a delicate silver cross pendant. Jasper put his hand out and Emmett let him examine it.
"I picked it up because I've never seen Esme or Rosalie wear it. Does it belong to either of you two?" he asked, gesturing toward Alice and me.
"No." Alice and I said in unison.
"Edward, look at this engraving." Jasper held the pendant in front of Edward's face.
He stared at it for a moment, then his expression darkened.
"Blackwell," he hissed.
I looked at his perfect face, his anger apparent "What does that mean?"
Alice bowed her head "The Blackwells. They're a family more infamous among vampires than The Voulturi."
"Why? Are they powerful vampires?" I whispered.
"…no…" Alice whispered back, "…they're vampire hunters…"
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AN: So, that's all for now! I'll update when I get ten good reviews! XD