A/N: This is a story I made up about Alice because she is my third favorite character. :) sorry Jacob, but your right after Alice so you are still cool! While I was typing this I was listening to "Cold" by Crossface. It is awesome! People this is probably going to be a long story and I know this chapter is short, but if I get just 3 reviews I'll get over writers block much faster because I'll be so excited. So guys R&R! Thanx so much to my Beta Edward!AtTheDisco! You need a beta then you HAVE to PM her! She is the spelling and grammar wiz! Unlike me. Compared to her I'm a dumb rock. :) Story begins in 3…2…1…

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. (It belongs to the lovely Stephenie Meyer)

Alice: That is so true.

Me: Alice! Don't rub it in! I'm thanking her for making you. Look! You made me cry! (Sniffle)

Alice: I'm so sorry! Here let me give you a hug!

Me: Fine. I think I can get used to the hugging, though.

Jacob: Where do I come in?!

Me: Jacob! You're here too!

Alice: Eww! It's the dog!

Jacob: Shut-up Bloodsucker!

Me: Break it up!

To be continued…

Preface

Raindrops began to fall, wetting my shirt, just as my vision predicted. But I didn't care. I was fresh and reborn. Free, as a matter of fact. Who knew how long I had to stay in thisl state? Who knew that, after for what seemed so long as that I couldn't even remember, I would be freed from that dark hell which I was encompassed to? I did not remember a thing, but I did not need to. I knew enough that I was changed. Am changed. I still am that same being to which I found myself when I first awoke from sleep.

I know that I am some type of creature. What type of creature, that I do not know. Not human. No, I am most definitely not human. This much I can be sure of. My skin is paler then it was from before, much paler. I'm cold. Cold all over and I feel as if my body is made of marble. Also, this unsettling urge, this craving for something, like I'm hungry, but not normal hunger pangs. My throat, it burns. I've never felt this before while I was human. Well, I suppose that would be wrong of me to say, seeing as how I cannot remember much at all from my human life, but I am positive that this need for something is not human. It's too powerful.

A monster. A freak. That's what I am.

I will find out what happened to me. Who do this to me. Why this happened to me. I will find out what I am.

Would I ever see myself in a human state again? Most probably not. The realization of this fact sent me down to my knees, and there I stood, my short height limited to half of that due to my stance while tearless sobs racked through my body.

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