THE FOOT RACE!

I do not own the characters of Twilight.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Everything in italics will be present first person from Bella's POV. If there are other POVs they will be listed as such, otherwise, everything else will be by third party perspectives.

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I walk slowly into the room. It smelled like sulfur and carbon. It had a bright and airy feeling but still, a prison is a prison. Well, that is what school is anyways.

Looking around seeing all the new faces is not uncomfortable just habit. I don't want to do this again looking and memorizing the faces. Making sure none are familiar. Four times in the past two years. Why can't I just have a normal family with a normal life? Can I remember everything? What a stupid question. There is no way I can't.

"Excuse me? Can I help you with something?" a voice is speaking to me. Snap out of it.

"Yea, right. I am Bell....sorry, Belinda Swanson. I just transferred in." Damn, watch yourself. Can't forget any information which for me is impossible.

"Well, Belinda. Welcome to Biology. Find a seat and after class we'll have a look at your records and see how far behind you are."

"I catch on fast. And for the record, I hate Belinda. It is just Bell." I have always hated changing my name so I am always finding combinations so it could stay similar to my real one.

I move to my seat. Something isn't right. Something is off. I scan the room quickly and notice him. He is starring at me. He knows. How does he know? Of course, vampires. We always know when another vampire is close. I can sense them like our kind always can. It is just something in our genes. Now that is a funny way to look at it. Genes. We all start out human. So why can't the humans sense us?

He is different. His eyes. They are gold. He's a vegie. That is a twisted turn of fate. Have they changed their tactics?

We continue to stare at each other during the class. Damn he is not timid. He is comfortable. He knows this place and is familiar with his surroundings. We may be moving on sooner than we planned. Mother and Father will not be happy.

The bell rings and I head to the door. I know he is following me. Sometimes this happens and they follow. I have killed some of them and others I have lost. Either way we will have to leave today. Either way I have felt sorry for those I have killed even if they had been hunting my family.

I leave the school. He is still following. I sense more of them. How many? Three, no four. Wait there is another. There are five. Damn, I have never encountered so many in one place unless....I can't believe that. There is no way they found us. Not this fast. Not like this. They have appeared weeks sometimes months after we have settled. But not within two days. How is this possible?

It is good I scouted here last night. I know how to go and where to hide. I need to concentrate and with them on my ass I won't have the chance. Run into the trees. Just beyond the tree line is a small covering. It will only take a few seconds. Trackers are hard to lose but I only need a few seconds.

The trees. Good. Now the covering. Concentrate. Imagine being invisible to all those around you. Imagine your scent being cleansed. Imagine no trace of yourself available to any who seek you out. You are now a ghost in this world. Listen. They have lost my scent. They are searching further into the trees. Remain hidden. Remain silent. Something I do very well. I have been here and done this many times before. Soon I will be able to warn the family. Soon we will be on the run again.

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Edward and the others raced through the trees. Suddenly everything felt different. Everything was different. The scent had disappeared.

"Edward, can you hear her?"

"No, she's blind to me. Damn it, Alice, I told you I can't sense her. This is fucking frustrating. Can you see her?"

"No, her future is unfocused. I've never encountered anything like this before. It's like she knows my ability and can block me from it. Maybe she's doing the same thing to you." Alice was irritated by the lack of knowledge. She hated being blind to anything. Stupid werewolves were the worst for that.

"We need to talk to Carlisle. Something weird is going on. She's gone. I don't think we have a chance in hell of finding her now." Jasper said. He was the best strategist the family had and not knowing how to find her was pissing him off.

"Edward. What is so important about this vampire that we need to find her?"

"Besides the obvious talent she possesses, I don't know. There's something about her that just drawing me to her. I need to talk to her. I need.....damn, I can't explain it. I don't understand it myself." Edward squinted his eyes thinking, trying to understand what was going on.

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Gone. Damn, about time. I need to get home. I need to warn my parents. We need to leave this place now. How could they have found me in this tiny little town in the middle of nowhere so fast. They have to have the best trackers on the case. Damn, I'll rip myself apart and throw myself in the fire before I'll let them have me. Never again will I watch others suffer at my hands. Never again will I be forced to do their bidding.

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"Mom? Dad? Hello?"

"Baby, what are you doing home so early?" A voice asked as a beautiful brunette rounded the corner.

"Mom, they found us. I don't know how they did it so quickly but they did." Bell announced.

"How's this possible? Two days. Only two days." The woman asked shaking. It was not normal for vampires to tremble but Bell's mother was not a normal vampire. This fact was one part that made Bell a wanted woman.

"Does it matter? We have to go. Where's dad?"

"He went hunting. He won't be back till tomorrow. Damn, he wouldn't feed on the way here and look what happens." Bell's mom sat miserably on the couch.

Bell walked over to her mother and sat beside her. She admired the woman. She was strong both physically and mentally even for what she was and wasn't but emotionally she was a wrecking ball. Bell looked at her mother and continued to be fascinated by her appearance. She was a petite woman, only measuring five feet tall. Her walnut colored hair was thin but thanks to the natural curls that flowed freely down her back landing below her shoulder blades it seemed so much thicker. Her skin was an ivory white. Her lips a dark crimson red. Her eyes were what made her stand apart from others of her kind. Her eyes were like blue. An icy crystal blue. Bell was much like her mother in many ways, same features, same looks. The two of them could be twins except for one difference. Bell's eyes were brown. A deep chestnut brown.

Bell continued to soothe her mother. "Mom, we need to leave. Dad will find us. He always does."

"But he always knows that danger is close. He doesn't have any clues this time. Charles is so stubborn sometimes. He'll never stop while on the run to feed. He always claims there is enough time later. Now what? We run and hide hoping that he catches up." Bell's mother looked up. "Oh, Bella, I'm so sorry you can't have a normal life. You deserve so much more."

"Okay, that's enough. You're not allowed to feel sorry for yourself or for me. I am happy just to exist and to have you and Dad as my parents. Sure life is tough. Sure life is shit but there's nothing we can do about it. It is what it is."

Bell hugged her mother reassuringly. The one thing she could always count on was her mother's emotions getting in the way of the obvious fact they were what they were. Nothing in the world would change that.

"Mom, we need to go. These trackers are different from the others we've encountered. They have skills that I've never seen before and that makes them dangerous."

"Okay, Bella. Let me get our bags. I never even unpacked. I guess that was a good thing." Her mother replied as she headed for the stairs.

Bell sat and wished her mother was stronger emotionally. She was erratic and never seemed to settle on one emotion for any length of time. Bell had assumed the roll of parent a long time ago because of this and made the 'adult' decisions when it came to the safety of the two.

Bell realized that her mother was taking far too long in returning. Something was wrong. She sniffed. Something smelled funny. She raced up the stairs following her mother's scent.

Turning into a room she had not even seen yet, she found her mother surrounded by vampires. Bella crouched ready to fight to her and her mother's lives.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Hard story to follow. There's a reason for that. Nothing is suppose to make sense yet. Can anyone figure out what or who Bella and her mom are? Review and I will get the next chapter up as soon as possible. First few chapters will be hard to write. I am trying to write without giving everything away at once.