Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight and all its characters. I just came up with the situation they are in.
A/N: So, I came up with this concept while rereading the series before Breaking Dawn came out. Don't ask me where it came from. Unlike Something to Live For, it didn't come from something in the book exactly.
Prologue: Phoenix
It was my favorite kind of day. The sun was hanging high in the cloudless sky. The birds were singing in the few trees that lined our street as I walked home. I didn't anything would be able to touch me on this day.
I pulled my key out of my pocket and slipped it in the deadbolt. The force of that action caused the door to open on its own. The lock had been broken.
"Mom?" I called, setting my key on the table by the door and setting my book bag on the floor beside the table.
I heard a small thud from upstairs.
"Mom?" I said, climbing the stairs to my mother's room where I was sure the sound had come from. There was an alarm pad in her room. I knew I could press the panic button if I needed to.
Mom's bedroom door at the end of the hall was ajar. I inched forward slowly, still afraid and unsure of what I would find.
When I got there, I pushed the door open slightly and I saw something that shocked me.
There was a man crouched over my mother's lifeless looking body. His lips were pressed to her neck.
He looked up at me when I entered and smiled, his teeth glistening with my mother's blood.
I was frozen in shock before I found the strength and composure to reach on the wall next to me and hit the panic button.
The shrill of the alarm stopped the predators advance toward me. He was out the window before I could blink.
I ran to my mother's side, but she was already gone, her body drained of blood, her skin pale.
As I began to cry, I could hear the sirens in the distance. A weird part of me was glad there was a mountain lion problem in the area.
No one would believe the truth of this.
Sorry it was short. But it's only the prologue. Can't wait to hear from you.