Prologue
She ran, trying not to scream. Her family was gone, and their house burned. The young girl, only 8 or 9, had extremely long, strangely glowing curly silver hair. Her eyes were the deepest green. She was tall and skinny. She wore a dress and sandals, changing to a T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers now. She remembered what her mother had said as they heard the approach. "Hope, you must run. You have control over your powers now. Run and never look back, but remember the strangers. They are evil, and out to kill us. One day, you will have your vengeance. Until then, be safe."
Okay, I know this is short, but I have Chapter 1 and almost Chapter 2 done. This is 6 or 7 years before the series, and the rest of the story is just after Breaking Dawn, except that Renesmee wasn't the object of Jacob's imprinting. Let me just get one thing straight: when I say Hope 'changes' clothes, I mean she changes the fabric untill it's what she wants. Oh, yeah, please tell me if it's good or not!
~Squirrel