Not Ready to Make Nice Chapter 1: Preface: Not Ready to Make Nice, a twilight fanfic

Not Ready to Make Nice

Preface

Inspired by the song Not Ready to Make Nice and Stephenie Meyer's Twilight. What if Bella is a vampire when she meet's The Cullen's? Add another twist; she knows what happened to Alice. What if she was there? When their past comes back for them will they keep running or will they stand together and fight their demons. Can the Cullen's help or will they have to do it alone? ExB, JxA.

A/n Song is: Not Ready To make Nice by Dixie Chicks. I suggest you listen to it while you read. –Thick-Shake

I've never really thought how I would go. I'll never regret the decisions that brought me to the pitch black room. Because surely dying this way is as good as any. Dying in the place of another. Nobel, even.

"Forgive, sounds good

Forget, I'm not sure I could

They say time heals everything

But I'm still waiting"

There were four of us here. Two would get to leave. We had to choose who got to leave this hell hole. What a gift. I hate these people.

In the dark I could see the others. A tall girl with dark skin and black hair almost blending into the cell. She cuddled her knees into her chest silently sobbing. Poor girl. She looked so fragile. None of us looked much better.

On the opposite side of the cell from me, lying on the ground was the average sized dirty blonde. She said her name was Natasha. She looked almost as fragile as the other. The other girl hadn't said much, not even her name which told me she had given up hope.

In the corner next to me was the tiny pixie girl. You could tell she used to be energetic but coming here had made her more depressed. Mary Alice Brandon. She introduced herself when we first got here when we still hoped. She was smaller than the others. And almost as skinny.

I looked down at my skinny body. I spoke out loud so all the others heard. "I'll stay." It was final. If I could save one of the others the price was worth it.

"I'm through with doubt

There's nothing left for me to figure out

I've paid a price

And I'll keep paying"

"Me too." Declared someone in the corner. I turned to see Mary Alice with a ghost of a smile on her lips. Suddenly the doors opened and man built solidly grabbed the others hands before they could do anything but cry harder.

"Thank you!" Natasha screamed from down the hall.

"I made my bed and I sleep like a baby

With no regrets and I don't mind sayin'

It's a sad sad story when a mother will teach her

Daughter that she ought to hate a perfect stranger

And how in the world can the words that I said

Send somebody so over the edge

That they'd write me a letter

Sayin' that I better shut up and sing

Or my life will be over"

White dresses were thrown at us. No instruction was needed and we quickly changed.

I and Mary Alice were escorted to a hall. I didn't even try to see who it was it seemed to be getting darker if that were possible. Our escort suddenly stopped and turned around. We did too. "So you're whose left." This person sounded old and wise but slightly delusional. "I'm so glad. You are so special. A future teller and a mental shield. Astonishing." What the hell? Guess he is delusional.

Hands were wiped over my arm a chill went down my spine. It felt cold and wet. My eye's had adjusted. When I looked down I felt so sick. Someone had wiped blood on me. I almost fainted when another swipe went by. I noticed it didn't stop at me it went over the top part of my dress as well as Mary Alice's. She cringed I wasn't much better. I grabbed Mary Alice's hand and squeezed it reassuring us both.

"I'm not ready to make nice

I'm not ready to back down

I'm still mad as hell and

I don't have time to go round and round and round

It's too late to make it right

I probably wouldn't if I could

'Cause I'm mad as hell

Can't bring myself to do what it is you think I should"

Blood was being wiped on us over and over. In seconds the dresses had blood socking in. Like black paint, gleaming in the darkness. "Your friends were ever so helpful." Whoever it was stepped out of a shadow and smiled his eyes' were a startling red and his teeth were too white to be natural. His words slowly sank in. It's their blood!? I felt even worse. I light flashed on.

In the middle of a circular room was a large white room on the bed lied the body's of the two girl's that had been alive minutes earlier. "Oh my God" We both squeaked.

Then... it happened so fast I was thrown to the ground as was Mary Alice. I was stunted then felt a sharp pain dig into my throat. I screamed in pain and heard a similar scream\m from Mary Alice."No!" Someone yelled but the pain was so intense I didn't pay attention. They were burning me.

The hell seemed to go on forever when I came to. I thought why the hell was I alive they were burning me. "Ah, the last one left." The last one left? Mary Alice! No! I killed everybody why me?