I have had an idea floating around in my head for a while. What would happen if someone was changed and thrown back in time before it was complete?

Chapter 1

When shit happens all you can do is say F***

My name is Michael and this is my story. I was born in 1983 and I have lived for 4018 years. I had just turned 17 just before the school year would start. All the town was talking about was the new family that bought the Thatch's farm just outside of town. It was a young couple with five adopted children, all going to Fork's high this year. Little was I to know how big a role they would play in my life. I first saw them when they walked into the lunchroom the first day. They were the most striking individuals I had ever seen. You could not point to one flaw, and that was the thing that was drawn to your attention. There perfection was what made them stand out. People left them alone and they seemed to prefer it. Three of them were in my class, and two were sophomores. Never one to shy away I walked over and introduced myself. The two older brothers had a puzzled look on their faces. I extended my hand to the big one. "Names Mike Mc-sands friends call me Mac".

His hand engulfs mine he is huge hard to believe this dude is in high school. "Emmet Cullen", with a firm but cold hand shake I learn his name.

Smiling I turn to his brother. "Jasper Hale, nice to meet you."

I nod and look to the last Cullen boy. He has a paned look on his face as if he herd bad news. "Edward Cullen," he pumps my fist and looks at his sisters. "This is Alice and Rosalie my sisters."

Making small talk was hard. It seemed that they just wished for me to leave but I was nothing if not persistent. Mom always told me I could make friends with a stone. Who knew she was right. Edward sighed, somehow knowing I was going to gut it out. He laughs and looks at Rosalie. She looks at him and all I can think is I'm glad that look was not coming my way. It turned out I had my last two classes with her and Emmet, math and history.

Of course I kept up my assault. Never haven taken no for an answer once I decided to befriend someone. Two weeks had passed and I had only gotten one word answer to any questions I asked any of them. Only Alice seemed to be warming up to me, but she had this strange look on her face and Edward always looked at me after she had this blank look. The last time she told me she was epileptic and had mild attacks asking me to keep it to myself. It was one of the things that made me such a good friend. If you asked me to keep a confidence I would take it to the grave. Unless you were going to hurt yourself or another then all bets were off. I think it was that thought that made the rest open up to me. Rose stopped scowling at me, and Em asked me over to play PlayStation. The first time I saw the old farm house was a shocker. They had a third floor added on it. A massive family room, and a six stall garage that was linked by a breezeway. I had seen it a year before and it was rotting away. The rafters falling into the second floor, windows broken and boarded over. "Wow Em nice digs".

"Moms an Architect, changed it soup to nuts."

"I guess, it was a rat trap before."

"Thank you, you must be Mac" she smiles and extends her hand welcome to our home.

Like all of them her hand is cold. I have noticed, but not made a big deal of. Somehow I thought it was none of my business. For all I knew they had some disorder cold hand, gold eyes, and a vibe making people uneasy. Unlike her children she radiated a loving warmth. Welcoming me to their home. As Em led me in I stopped as I passed the door. If the outside made me gape the inside left me speechless. It looked like something out of better homes and gardens. The first floor was all open, except for a wide sweeping stair case. The ten foot ceilings with the back wall of glass were breath taking.

"Don't say anything at school ok Mac. We don't need another thing for them to hate us".

"Dude no one hates you guys they just don't know you like I do. Don't sweat it you know me. Everyone knows they have better luck getting blood out of a stone than a secret out of me once I've given my word, and you have it. It's no one's business if you live like this or in a shack. You know I don't care. All that matters to me is the people, things you can live without, everyone needs someone."

It was the end of October and I had finaly met the whole family. Doc Cullen was a hoot and sometimes hung out when Em and I played. Everyone opened up a little to me after seeing that I never gossiped about them. Jazz, as Alice called him was the only one to keep his distance. It was cool, he like to keep to the fringes. I understood I had a couple of buds at school like that. It took longer to get them to open up but they turned out to be the stead fasted friends I have ever had. You needed something they were there.

It was a late night. We had played Monopoly, all seven Cullen and me. In the end it was Alice and me left. I never saw Em so hyped up about me winning. Alice kept having small seizures with Edward looking on in puzzlement.

"What's the matter Pixy looks like Mac has you?"

"Dude lighten up, it's a game. Can't you see she has been having fits. Doc should we stop?"

"Maybe we should call it a draw, it's getting late Alice should lie down for a while."

"NO COME ON she never loses Mac," Rose smacks Em in the back of his head.

I put my hand out. "Draw Alice?"

She breaks out in a big smile grabs my hand "Draw."

I look at Em and he has a frown on his face, "you had her, she was smoked, she played you."

I slap his back. I had found that I do it easy, Em was solid like a rock and my hand would be sore the next day if I was not careful. In a whisper so Alice would not hear, "dude she was having a lot of fits nothing big but still. I don't want to see her hurt herself over a stupid game." He walks me out to my street legal dirt bike. The one Chief Swan hates. I throw my helmet on and bump Em's fist. "Look after your sister, later dude."

At the end of their driveway I hung a left, home was forty minutes away and it was after eleven. The moon was full, making it look almost like any day in Forks. For once there was not a cloud in the sky. Half way home I see a blur out of the corner of my eye. Then I was plucked of my bike. A man with dark red eyes has me in a grip of steal, cold, and hard. My mind is working at a higher level; I think, Em feels like this.

"How are you still alive I can smell them on you, seven at least."

"Their my friends."

"Well you are dinner now I hate to eat and run but they may come looking for you."

He bites me where the shoulder meets the neck. I try to move but it's like bending steel. I feel every emotion fear, hatred, pain, and finally despair. My legs start to shake, and my vison starts to tunnel. Someone plows into us and I feel my legs break. I feel a chunk of meat pulled out where he bit me. He keeps my wrist in his grip as I see Alice grab his head and pulls it from his body. Em lets go of his body and gets ready to start a fire. Alice has his head in one hand and looks at me. I feel a fire moving out from my chest. I look over and see three massive wolfs growling at us and Edward talking to them.

Doc and the others are here. I can here Rose yell, "what you think we should just kill him" she glares at the horse size wolfs.

Edward in a dead voice, "yes just another blood sucker that will have no control and kill people."

While they are fighting the burning is getting worse. His hand that still has a grip on me is getting hotter.

Alice looks my way in horror, "get his hand off Mac."

A light starts to glow from the center of his chest and before I know it I am alone with a pile of ash next to my arm. The pain keeps getting worse. I start to scream, beg to make it stop. But no one is there to hear me. I must have died. This has to be hell. Alone and in unending pain. What did I do to deserve this? I thought I was a good person a good friend. I lived by the golden rule. Treat others as you would be treated. The wind blows over my skin, it makes the fire hurt that much more. Has it been a day, a year, or only an hour? I can't tell. Has the sun set, or only gone behind a cloud? I start to think around the pain. Part of my brain thinks back to just after I was attacked. I see it all as if from above. Edward getting there with Emmet. He stops the wolfs from attacking me with the vampire. Em bringing the three of us to the ground, Alice grabbing his head and standing on his shoulders pulling his head off; The rest getting there and standing between me and the wolfs. I hear Alice yell again and more words I missed the first time getting fainter and fainter "he has a wild talent he moves through ti**".