Disclaimer- I do not own Twilight, it's all Stephanie Meyer's… And not that that's out of the way…

SUMMARY

We've all read about a twilight obsessed fan (or hater) finding themselves in the midst of the series, but what if it was the other way around? Ordinary girl, Bella Swan wakes up one day to find herself in a world slightly different from the one she knew. What happens when she finds out the here,her life is nothing more than a best-seller?

Chapter 1-

Where am I?

The pain was agony. It felt as though every cell in my body was on fire. I had no measure of time to go by, I might have been burning for days or perhaps mere minutes- there really was no way for me to know. For a never-ending space that was all there was; pain, pain and more pain. In this place I was alone, just me and the fiery torture. I wished to die, oh Lord how I wished I could be dead! Anything, everything was better than this. I'd welcome death gladly by now if it would mean I could escape the endless burn.

Suddenly the burning subsided and was replaced by an odd feeling, albeit like motion sickness only much much stronger. My head was spinning and I felt like throwing up, but just as fast as it had come, the feeling abruptly vanished. I opened my eyes expecting to see the world differently, seeing as I was now a vampire. Only, the moment I did so, I immediately felt that something was out of place; where there was previously a white ceiling was now the clear blue sky.

Had someone moved me while I had burned? I hadn't recalled such a thing, and I had been concentrating very intently on my surroundings in my attempt to distract myself from the pain, so that seemed rather unlikely. But what other explanation was there?

I looked around me, and realized that I definitely wasn't in Carlisle's office anymore. I was lying on my back surrounded by dumpsters in some sort of alley. On both of my sides were high buildings and in front of me was a dead end. But more importantly, I was alone. Where previously I had heard Edward's steady breathing was now silence and Edward -or any other Cullen for that matter- seemed to have vanished into thin air.

I didn't feel any different, and nor did I see, hear or smell any better. There was no burn in my throat, and upon looking at my body, I could tell I looked no different as well. Was I not a vampire now? I had certainly recalled going through the transformation, as such a thing was hard to miss. So what had happened that made it stop if it was not yet complete?

The sound of muffled voices approaching woke me from my trance. I had suddenly realized that I had just been sitting there, unmoving for several minutes.

"Hey! Come on move it," a man's voice said. I couldn't see anyone around me so I assumed whoever it was had been speaking to some one else.

Sounds of shuffling and shoving were the response to the man's words. I was just able to catch a few mutterings beside that before there was silence once more.

When I heard the voice again, it sounded much closer this time, and I was fairly sure that it belonged to one of the human-shaped shadows which had now appeared on the brick wall on the side of the alley.

"Great, what are we supposed to do with her now?" one of the shadows asked.

"Can't we just leave her here?" another retorted.

I shifted myself in a way to try and see the people who were talking and finally got a glimpse. There were three men standing side by side creating some kind of half circle facing the wall on the side of the alley opposite from me.

They were obviously arguing over something by the tense way they held themselves, one of the men crossed his arms and answered the latter's question.

"I don't think so, that wasn't boss's instructions."

"Well boss said he'd be here to pick her up, do you see him here?" The third, a man with long black hair who was closest to me, asked rhetorically.

"Well I'm not about to get on his bad side. How about we leave her here, but use those pills of yours to keep her unconscious… Nobody will find her here and she won't escape, he can just take her later," the middle man offered.

"Sounds good enough for me," the first and farthest from myself, a man with short dirty blond hair decided. "Here, Matt, you do it." He said, before handing something to the middle man.

"Why is it always me?" I heard the other mutter, but he bent down and did something nonetheless. I felt myself shaking in fright, this whole situation was creeping me out, set aside as how I didn't even know how I got here. The man had said "why is it always me" meaning this wasn't the first time he had done this.

The man then straightened and stepped back as if to look at his "master piece" from a distance, allowing me to catch my first peek at the subject of the argument.

When I did however, I couldn't control the gasp that left my lips. Leaning against the wall with her eyes closed sat a young girl. She looked no older than about fifteen, and was considerably pretty. She was very small, with a petite figure. She had wispy, white-blond hair and a sweet face, but that was not the reason for my gasp.

I had been shocked, because her probably normally pretty face was filthy and covered with scrapes and bruises as were her arms and legs. She was wearing a rather short dress and high heels; the kind of outfit Alice would have chosen for me to wear to my graduation party had I let her.

Her head was hanging to the side, so I assumed she was unconscious. The men, who had thankfully not heard my gasp, seemed to have finished their business here and were now leaving the alley and heading towards the street.

Several minutes later when I was sure they were long gone, I quietly got up and approached the girl.

She was in worse shape than I had initially thought, and I had a feeling she wasn't going to wake up any time soon. Seeing her look like that made up my mind. I just had to help this poor girl. Who knew what kind of mess she was in?

I decided to call the Cullens, they were probably freaking out by now since I had just disappeared on them. I pressed call and waited only instead of the normal ringing, I was transferred to a recorded message; "the number you have just dialed is disconnected please check to see if you have called the right number."

I frowned, that was weird I'd never had trouble contacting them before. I tried again only to reach the recorded message once more.

What was going on? I was sure that this was the right number, and besides shouldn't have Alice seen where I was by now anyway? I had half expected her to find me before I even got to calling them, that was probably the main reason why I hadn't immediately panicked when I had awoken here.

I looked up again at the sky, it was still a clear blue so I didn't have to worry about the darkness just yet but that also made me realize something else-

There was no way in hell that I was in Forks right now.

A\N- Alright the first chapter is up! Please review-

I'll be sending an excerpt of the next chapter to all reviewers!

For those who didn't understand, this whole scenario takes place during her transformation, but she is NOT a vampire. It happens before the transformation is complete.