This story is special for my friend, Duck. Almost no one will know who Duck is, but she will, and that is what matters.

Duck was a tiny little bit sad because my other story (Auntie Esme's Son) and almost every other story idea I've had, were/are all-human. So this one is for you x3!

Disclaimer: I Still Do Not Own Twilight. Damnit. Edward, one day you'll be mine. I'll wait forever. Ack Ack.

Prologue

5 years earlier

"Eddieee! You comin' to help me?"

While she spoke the words, the four year old Bella already ran towards her best buddy. It didn't matter that Edward was already seventeen whole years old, Isabella Swan was a very clever girl, who had found better company in Edward Cullen than in anyone else she knew.

"Where do you need my help for, my little Bella?" Edward caught his pint-size neighbor and lifted her up to hug her. This was completely ordinary behavior for the two.

"You almos turning eighty, right Edward? No, I mean eighteen, I fink..." her little brow furrowed while she thought about it.

"Yeah…" Edward looked at Bella as if to encourage her.

"Yeah, so my mummy sayeed… thaaat… I had to make a drawing for you." She looked with twinkling eyes up to him.

"But I don't know what I have to draw foor you." She continued. "'cuz I want you to like it. Really, really like it." Now she looked a little sad.

"Bellaaa," Edward soothed her. "I love everything you draw me. Better yet," he changed his mind. "I love everything you draw, period. So it doesn't matter what it is." He smiled the lopsided grin he knew Bella loved.

Bella began to laugh. With her hands, she tried to make the other corner from Edwards mouth turn up, too, but that one stayed down, being cocky. "But I have to know what to draw," she complained.

"All right, I know something. If you just draw me, and you, and make the rest just the most beautiful fairytale world you can imagine? Is that a deal?"

Now she beamed. "Yeah, a deal. That's a wonderful idea, Eddie!" Those words said, she looked at him and hugged him again, firmly.

When the little Bella was in her room, she looked at the piece of paper her mother had laid on the table for her.

"Do you already know what you want to draw, honey?" her mother Renee asked her.

"I dunno mummy. Eddie said I can draw everything, as long we're in the drawing as well. But it's so difficol." She answered. She was biting on her lip while she thought of all the possible things she could draw.

"Maybe you just have to sleep a night to think it over," her mother said.

"Yeah, that's wot I'm gonna do." She smiled. If her mother said that's what she could do best on the moment, that's what she was going to do.

When the little Bella went to her bed that night, she laid the paper on her desk, ready to be used.

That night, Bella had a dream, and she woke up in the middle of the night. She didn't start to sob, or call her mommy, like most four year olds. She went right to her desk and started to draw. When she was done, she looked at it and was content. Then she went back to sleep again.

The next morning, Bella's mother came to Bella's room to wake her up.

"Bella! Bella, wake up honey," she shook her daughter a little to wake her up.

"Mommy, what's wrong?" she rubbed the sleep out her eyes.

"Bella, when did you make this drawing?" her mother was horrified.

"Umm, this morning… I think."

"Bella, Bella, you know you can't draw in the middle of the night, you'll get less sleep."

"I'm sorry, mommy, but I had a wunderfol idea," she grinned. "Did you see it? What do you think?"

"I think it's wonderful honey, just like you said." But her mother had a scared expression on her face.

Together they looked at Bella's drawing.

With on the background the darkest of woods, Bella had painted a boy with untamed, reddish-brown hair and weird, but beautiful yellow-golden eyes. His skin was pale-white. Even as a drawing, he looked perfect. He was obviously no human guy.

Next to him, no human either, was a girl with long, brown hair and the same beautiful, weird eyes. Her skin, too, was pale-white.

Between them, there was a little girl. She was pale, but not as white as the other creatures. She too, looked perfect, but she had chocolat-brown eyes, and red curls. She looked more like a human than the other two.

On the ground, right in front of the family, lay a dead mountain lion that looked drained.

The little girl was licking her lips while looking at the mountain lion. The other two creatures were looking lovingly in each others' eyes.

"Mommy," Bella said that morning, when she was dressed. "I can't wait to give Eddie his present! Can I bring it him today? Please?"

"Well, why not honey? Go ahead." Her mother answered, smiling. "But you do realize that you won't have anything to give to Edward on his actual birthday, right?"

"Yeah, mommieee. I just want to gif it now. Can I go now? Eddie needs me."

"Wait a sec. honey. First I finish the dishes, and then I'll bring you to the Cullens." Her tone was definite.

Bella was not going to wait till her mother was done. She knew her Eddie needed her. So she walked to Eddie's house, the house next to her house, and went in through the backdoor, because she knew nobody would mind.

Edward's parents were supposed to be at their work, so it was perfectly normal for the house to be this silent at the moment, but deep down inside, Bella felt something was off, and already knew sort of what was going on.

Actually little Bella didn't even had to go upstairs to know it for sure, but she still did it, just to be at his room. When she opened the door, the silence overtook her. The drawing forgotten somewhere on the floor, she ran for the bed while she started to cry, continuing to sob on it, till Edward's mother Esme and Bella's mother Renee found her.

The first chapter of this story will be on next week, or maybe already in the weekend :p

Actually, I think I'll wait till I have a couple reviews before I'll write further :P

(Gives me more time) lol.

~xoxo~ Mrs BrainySmurf