Prologue
Secrets. We all have them.
There are the types of secrets that reveal a little bit too much about you; things that you would only trust your best friend or lover with. Things that, if revealed, would be terribly embarrassing, but you would get over it.
There are the types of secrets that become a way of life; things that, as much as you try to hide, are an integral part of who you are. These types of secrets are shone in our face everyday without notice, and if exposed could be detrimental to those who hold those secrets dear. These secrets cause a mask to be worn in public, hiding the truth from the world.
The last kind, my kind, are so important to keep hidden that even those who claim to know you best would have no clue you were hiding something. It becomes a daily internal struggle to keep this secret hidden. Should this secret be revealed, it would be catastrophic to the person who holds the secret dear.
In my case, if my secret was revealed, it would mean most certain capture; if not death. There are those out there looking for me, and have been for 10 years. What I can do, while not extraordinary in their eyes should I be normal, is something that they covet, for I am the only one they know of with this exceptionality.
This fact would not be so important should they be looking for me by any normal means. I have become quite talented at hiding, if I do say so myself. But no, they can't just be looking for me can they? They have to have resources to help them in their quest, people to help look for me that even I can't escape without the help of someone else.
My name is Bella Swan, and this is where my story begins.