Things to remember...

1. The fight with Victoria happens BEFORE graduation.

2. One of the Cullens dies: a girl and she's blonde(*wink*HINT*wink*).

3. IF (I honestly should not) I go into Breaking Dawn, there may be no Renesmee. Or we might have two little half human half vampire babies. (But it should not go into Breaking Dawn )

4. No Jacob. I don't like him and I have NO idea how he would even be talked about in this plot.

5. This is a "main" character/OC (My OC has my name because I'm allowed to do that and I love the actor of the "main" character so...yeah.)

6. I will probably make a BIG mess of the characters persona's. I do HATE doing a character's POV that is not mine because, to me it's horrible.

I DO NOT own anything other than my original characters and some of the plot.

I never knew what it meant to lose someone. Now I did because of some thugs on a dark, cold night. My parents had been out celebrating their twenty-one yearanniversary when they were jumped in the park. My father was killed, while my mother was severely injured and in the hospital.

She was out for about three days, and when she woke up her normal green eyes were red...blood red... scary red. We later found out that she was so far the only survivor of many attacks in Seattle and that she was lucky.

After my father's funeral my mother disappeared for a week. I was worried and alone the first few days, but when I received money and a note on the third I was ok. She said she just needed a break and would be back in a week.

My mom had left on a Saturday and would be gone till the next Saturday. On the Wednesday of the week I received a bunch of boxes that I just set in the empty garage. That Friday, the day before she was due back, I went to first block and was told I was no longer enrolled in the high school. I went home confused and freaking out, but I decided that mom would have an explanation.

The morning she was due back I woke to a packed up house. I walked down the hall from my room and found each room pack up. That's what the boxes were for. I was looking for mom and as I walked down the stairs I found her. She was standing in the living room with a picture of our family in her hand.

"Mom?" it was a question. The woman before me was a whole different story. When she didn't turn around I repeated my question "Mom?"

She turned around and I was right. This woman was different. Her arm muscles were bigger, she was so pale that she was glowing white, she looked on edge, and her eyes...those red eyes that scared me before terrified me now. I stumbled back almost tripping over a stack of boxes.

"Mom?" Third time.

"We're moving." she said.

"To where?" I asked moving away from the boxes.

"Forks, Washington. There's a low crime rate there and no memories of your father." She kept her head down as if ashamed. I kept my distance due more to my fear than me being upset.

"When do we leave?"

"After you pack the rest of your room. I've got a moving truck outside. I'll move all these. You pack and then take a shower." she instructed me and I did as told.

I packed up my room in little to no time, but only because I didn't want to see mom angry. Plus it helped that I barely had anything to pack; just sheet, a few pictures, some books, and clothes.

While I was in the shower so many things went through my mind. First was my father. At this I cried. He was only gone two weeks and I was leaving his memory behind. My friends were next. I shrugged them out of my head quick. I didn't have many friends, I was more of a family person. The few I had we knew so little about it other they probably wouldn't notice, or care, that I was gone.

Next was what my new life would be like. Would we live in a house or apartment? Would I be home schooled or attend public or private school? Would I be accepted by the people there?

When I was dressed and ready to leave I discovered everything was gone. The whole two story house was empty. I was astonished. Were there movers here? Neighbors? The whole city?

I had only been upstairs for an hour and had heard nothing.

"Hello?" I shouted from the middle of the empty living room.

"Ready to go? " her voice made me jump and as I turned to my mother I was still shocked by her new features.

"Ugh... Yes I am." We stood there face to face as I looked around once more. "How did you move everything?" I asked.

"There wasn't much and I had a little help." she smiled that only allowed me to notice that her teeth were even different.

"Ok. Let's go." I smiled and tried to seem excited but I was honestly horrified.

It wasn't far to Forks so we didn't have too long of a drive. For the first twenty minutes we were silent and then I finally got the courage to talk.

"What happened to you? Did you go get a bunch of surgery done? Are you taking steroids? I know the eyes are something to do with the attack but the rest of what I've seen today is unexplainable." I strung all that out quickly and in one breath. At first when she didn't respond I thought she didn't understand but then she relaxed and looked at me for a second.

"I don't know." she sighed and looked as if she were going to cry but couldn't find her tears. "The week I was away I was researching. I got stronger, couldn't eat, and only found ridiculous myths. The days I was out in the hospital I felt like I was burning from the inside to the outside. Now everything is different. I see clearer and my senses are heightened. I just want to get away, and Forks is a little town and my parents left behind a house there, so it's perfect."

"Mom what if something is wrong?" By now I was crying and scared for a whole new reason. I had just lost my dad and mom had barely survived. I couldn't lose her too.

"Just promise me, Ashley, that you won't leave me. Please you're all I have left." At that I scooted across the middle seat and hugged her. She was my mother and I would never leave her...ever.

"I promise."

The rest of the ride was silence. I hung onto her side like a scared 5 year old but in all reality I was a scared 17 year old.