Chapter 1- Revenge

A Twilight Fanfic

A/N: This is an alternate universe fic, which you will quickly be able to tell by the opening chapter I have entitled Revenge. It is also all human, and the main Cullen family is not together. You may flame if you must, but I've kind of grown tired of the typical "I love Edward and nothing will ever change that" story line. I respect it, but I refuse to write it all the time. Hope you enjoy this fic.

Bella's POV

I was dressed in black from head to toe, wearing boots with retractable blades in the heels, one of the useful gifts from Victoria, a rose ring surrounded by a huge dragon on my left index finger to enhance my powers, and sleeves that almost hid my knuckles. I had a simple black hood over my face to hide my identity, at least until I wanted to make it known.

The wind began to blow fiercely as I walked down the dirt road towards his house with an unexplainable anger burning in my soul. I'd never felt an anger this powerful before, and I have to say, it feels good.

As I rounded the corner into his yard, I found him exactly where Victoria had told me he would be - sitting in his back field, making out with that whore he calls a girlfriend. What a disgrace to the word.

Eyes burning red, I screamed at him, "WE HAVE UNFINISHED BUSINESS!" My voice echoed around off the trees, making it sound like there was more than one of me. I kind of liked it. Made me sound more intimidating than I was.

He nearly fell over in shock. "Niana, get inside and call Jasper, Alice, and send a text to Bella. They might be able to help." He managed to regain his balance and stood, staring me down, not that it would do anything but fuel my anger.

She did as she was told, bolting inside and I could practically hear her pounding out the numbers of the people he told her to dial. She finished Jasper's number first. "Hello, is Jasper there?... He's at work? Oh, okay... No, I don't need to leave a message."

Next it was Alice. "Is Alice there?... Hey, I'm a friend of Edward's. He's in some sort of trouble and he seems to... Hello?" Alice had disconnected, as I knew she would. Next she sent a text message to 'Bella', saying, 'It's Niana. I'm over at Edward's and he's in trouble. HELP!

As she was coming back outside, I was amazed that she didn't hear my cell phone going off, but with her shock to see me flying in the air, dodging a flurry of feet and fists that belonged to Edward, I don't blame her for not noticing.

In an almost invisible movement, I caught him by the throat and simply held him above the ground and began to squeeze, closing off his airways. He started to gag and his face was slowly turning blue from lack of oxygen.

The whore screamed, "Let him go!"

Turning and glaring at her with glowing red eyes, I flicked my wrist casually, sending Edward spinning through the air like a tornado before he collapsed onto the ground. He rose and ran at me in one movement, but it wasn't fast enough. I reached into a pocket on my belt, pulled out one of my throwing knives and tossed it into his left shoulder. The force caused him to be pushed back into a fence post. While he was partially immobilized, I grabbed another knife and threw it into his right shoulder, pinning him to the post.

This all happened in the span of about 3 seconds and Niana had just begun to scream and started to run towards him, but my reflexes were too fast. I had my .38 Magnum up and out, aiming right between her eyes. Making my voice as icy as I could, I said, "You take one more step, your pretty little head is going to look like an exploded cantaloupe."

She gasped, tears still pouring down her face like rivers and whimpered, "Edward..."

He forced a smile, even though he was in obvious pain. "Bella will come. She loves me, I know she does." He looked at me and said confidently, "She'll kill you before you kill me."

"I know that she's moved on. She loved you in a moment of weakness. It wasn't true love - it was infatuated, pathetic love. She finally realized what a lousy bastard you are." I slowly pulled down my hood, lips curled up in a cruel smile. My amber eyes shone in the darkness, twin suns in a space-like void.

He was visibly shocked. Good. That was the idea. "Bella? One minute you're telling me you love me, the next you're trying to kill me? What the hell is wrong with you?" he asked in disbelief, as if what he was feeling and seeing was a really bad nightmare.

I walked forward and stared him right in the face. My voice was full of malice and venom, my goal to cut him right through to his soul. To make him feel worthless like he'd made me feel. "I don't love you anymore."

Before I knew what was happening, he had leaned forward and kissed me. I shoved him away and spat a few times on the ground at his feet. "You taste like whore," I said, disgusted that I'd even kissed him willingly before while wiping off my mouth with the back of my hand.

For some odd reason, this idiot had a stupid smirk on his face. Time to wipe it off. Kicking down on the back of one of my heels, I popped the knife from its sheath and stabbed down into his foot, making him roar with pain. Before he could react, I had another knife out and was ready to use it.

The roars of pain intensified as the blade from my heel dug in deeper. They were music to my ears.

"Get outta here, Niana! Save yourself! It's me she wants, not you!" he managed to gasp out in between ragged breathing.

She shook her head and crossed her arms over her chest. "There's no way I'm leaving Edward. I love you. We'll get outta this together," she said, but not daring go anywhere near him. The only smart thing she's probably ever done.

Edward looked at me. "Just let her go. It's me you want, just let her go. I love her, okay?"

Something inside me snapped. My eyes shifted from amber to steel gray. Without even turning from him, I snapped my right arm up, aimed the gun and pulled the trigger once. The bullet hit Niana straight between the eyes, causing her neck to snap back with a loud CRACK. Even if the bullet didn't kill her, the force from the .38 slug hitting her did.

Not caring if he ripped open his muscles, Edward managed to tear out the blades and ran towards her, cradling her body as if she had just been knocked out, as if she was sleeping. "No, don't leave me Niana... don't you dare leave me!" He kissed her paling lips and began to cry. "Don't die on me Niana. I love you!"

He finally gave up on trying to get her back and turned to me, eyes burning with a rage unlike anything I'd ever seen. It almost rivaled my own anger. "Bella, you little BITCH!" he said, each word getting louder until he was roaring.

I grabbed the two knives from the ground by the fence posts and held them in front of his eyes. "I hope you..." I sliced open his neck as I finished my thought. "... bleed to death like the pig you are!" I moved away and continued to rant. "I want you to lose three pints of blood for every time you left me! I want each tear I shed to equal one minute of time that you'll end up bleeding! Every nightmare should equal a notch on the scale of pain that you end up feeling!"

I turned and walked away, then stopped. "Have fun dying slowly," I said before continuing to walk away laughing.

I came back a few hours later to check on him. He was dead, still holding Niana in his arms. It had been three hours. That's great, because he died... but it still wasn't long enough for me. It should have been more agonizing. He never suffered enough.