Full Summary:

Bella mysteriously receives the entire Twilight Saga a week before moving to Forks. She reads them and takes it as a warning, so for Edwards's sake she doesn't move to Forks and instead moves with Renee and Phil to Florida. Bella sends the Cullen's a letter warning them about possible future problems which happened in the book but keeps the details to a minimum making everyone suspicious. Edward is more curious then the rest about how a human could know this much about their world so he sets out to find her. Little does he know, he finds something even better than answers – Bella. As Bella and Edward try to shape a perfect future for themselves with the knowledge of the books for aid, they find they're fighting a losing battle. Will things turn out the same or can they improve upon mistakes while all the time wondering – who send them the books and why?

The twilight books were never the end of the story, there simply just wasn't enough time for it all to be written. Bella and Edward have to find out what came next in order to stop it happening again, who can give them answers?

A/N:

This story will most likely end up being very long as I have sequel planned too. The first part of this Fic is similar to the events in twilight but the more you get in to it, the further astray from the original it gets.

My original idea was to re-write some of twilight and then move onto my sequel but I choose this way as the books allow me to get into the hard core BxE stuff faster.

The books are a very small part of this fic!

I will change some things to suit me, so just go along with it =), I will switch between Point of Veiws (POV) so look out for it. It will mostly be Bella POV

Bella POV

Future

I stood in the dark with the stranger, his features only outlined in the light of a solitary candle of which he stood next to, I should have been afraid of this menacing man but he was my only hope, my only hope for a life that doesn't end like this, my only hope to restore what was most precious to me. I didn't care that his eyes were red, a sign of his diet, I had more important issues. Melted waxed covered the base of the antique candle holder and every few seconds the flame would flare revealing my pale, perfect face to him, my golden eyes fixed on him showing the torment that plagued my very being and, if I had one, my soul too.

"Are you sure this is what you desire?" His voice was horse and quiet but it had an edge to it that would scare away any rational being; I of course was not. I nodded my commitment, determined that things would be better a second time around, that I, well some version of me, could change history for the better.

"There's no going back if you precede, no reset button if events turn out worse than before."

"Things can't turn out worse! I've lost everyone I love. It's not right; this isn't how it was supposed to end. I will save them. All." I ground my indestructible teeth together in determination as I replied instantly, no time needed to think or consider the consequences. I should have had doubts that messing with forces this powerful could be catastrophic to the equilibrium of the world but I honestly didn't care. What's the worst that could happen? The world ending? My world had already ended with the death of my loved ones.

"The past does not bow to anyone's will, not even mine. It does not yield its victims easily." The strange man cautioned in a knowing voice.

"It took my family, my husband and my daughter. I will make it yield!" He studied my face for a moment longer, probably trying to decide the sincerity of my vow.

He bowed his head slightly in my direction finally agreeing to help me. I don't know what I would have done if he refused me, me and Alice had spent many months tracking this elusive man down; that was until they caught up with us. I was the only one to survive the attack.

I braced myself as his eyes shut making a strange but pure white light emanate from his left palm. His hand slowly approaching me in an omniscient way making me, for the first time, have doubts about this plan.

As he got closer and closer to me the light started to grow until he seemed to be holding a giant ball of iridescent light suspended in front of him. His hand started to decent at an almost painful rate of slowness until his palm lightly touched my forehead.

His touch was like a feather, soft and light but as the light from his palm engulfed me, so did the pain. A pain that was so indescribable that it made the transformation seem like but a pin prick. I remembered how I'd stayed silent during my transformation for Edward, even thinking his name wrought another type of pain that not even the light could contest with. I tried to repeat my silence here and now but I couldn't contain the wail of agony that wrenched itself from my cold lips, I subconsciously noted I had no reason to hold it in anymore, Edward was gone. Everyone was gone.

I wasn't sure how long had past as not even with my super brain could I keep track of time while under this torturous pain but after a time, before the processes could be completed; the door to the small room burst open leaving a silhouetted figure in the doorway in the full moons light.

I couldn't make out any features of the intruder but I knew who it was. It was a hunter. One of those that hunted me and my family to extinction all because we'd wounded their honour and did not roll over to their rule. All we wanted to do is live in peace but they made that impossible, they are the reason I'm alone seeking the help from a myth of a legend that was buried and forgotten for thousands of years.

I saw his eyes taking in the scene before him, his target bathed in a white light while screaming in agony and another unknown, potentially hostile individual that seemed to have an aura of power about him.

I wasn't sure what would happened if we were interrupted, would my message still be sent through time itself or will the world fall apart into oblivion? I wasn't too keen to find out and risk everything but it seemed that it was already decided. The hunter lunged at us knocking the strangers hand off my forehead, the light quickly receded and so did the pain.

The hunter had his cold, hard hands at my throat before I could recover. I knew I couldn't get out of this alive, I may be a few hundred years old but I wasn't invincible. He grip tightened as he prepared to remove my head from my body but I wasn't scared of death. I was however scared that this had all failed and my second chance to be happy was gone.

My only chance was that the strange man would save me; I had but little hope of that, as I turned my head to see if he was coming to my aid or not, I gasped. He was gone. Not gone like he'd run off to save his own hide, but gone as in vanished. The decrepit wooden flooring had a circle of scorch marks around where he was last standing.

I smiled and almost laughed but my neck was beginning to crack and come apart.

He'd done it! Got away into the past and that gave me hope that my message, or at least some of it had gone with him.

I rolled my head back to stare into my attacker's face, his features marred by battle scars and his eyes a bright red colour, yet I smiled up at him knowing that I'd won.

Just as he was about to finish me off…

The world went blank.

Present

My alarm clocked buzzed with a fierce determination to try and wake me. I just wanted to sleep, I always have trouble sleeping for than a few hours so I often overslept, when I could, to compensate. My hand fondled blindly around my bed side cabinet trying to hit the snooze button. After several attempts I gave up and decided to just pull out the mains power cable from the alarms back, I did and in the process sent my infuriating alarm across my room landing on the soft carpeted floor.

It still buzzed and I wasn't sure, but it seemed to have gotten angry as the beeps came faster and louder than before. I moaned into my pillow and grumbled about how I'd take my revenge on it later.

I reluctantly opened my sleepy eyes and fully awakened into the shining light of a new day in Phoenix Arizona. I sat up using the wall to support my back as I watched the light hit my skin. I twirled my hand around in its warming rays watching as my skin had no reaction at all to it. I was very pale of skin despite living in hot and sunny area most of my life where everyone else had beautiful tans.

I waddled out of my bed and picked up my alarm before switching it off and placing it back where it belonged. I'd get my revenge another day when I had more energy. I walked over to my mirror that stood on a far wall, trying to watch my steps but inevitably I tripped, on Gods knows what, and landed on the floor, heaped in a tangled mess of limbs, I could just about make out my Mum; Renee, sighing at my clumsiness below in the kitchen but didn't bother with any comforting words or checking up on her only daughter to see if she was Ok, don't get me wrong, I didn't mind, in fact I actually preferred it this way as it occurred on a daily basis and if Renee hovered around me each time, there wouldn't be enough hours in the day to do anything.

Eventually, once I'd maintained what little semblance of my balance and dignity I could, I finished my perilous journey to the mirror and observed myself. I was a little shorter than the average height for someone of my age with deep brown eyes and hair. My skin was ivory, which made me stand out of the crowd at my school but not in a good way, and I burnt like a crisp if I stayed out in the open too long.

Overall I was average, nothing special about me. I wasn't rich and drove $100,000 sports cars, I didn't have a massive chest to make all the guys dribble as they stared at me, I was super clumsy which was extremely unattractive and I wasn't the outgoing 'Hey look at me' type of person either.

My only real bonus is that I was clever, not the super nerdy type of smart, but I was still smart. I was in lots of advanced courses in school so work was still challenging. I sighed to myself wondering what would become of my life, where my future would take me but I didn't come up with anything practically exciting but I was content with my lot, I might not have it all but I have more than a lot of others in the world so I'm grateful for whatever I could get.

I got dressed quickly as I read the time off my alarm and rushed out of my room as I realised it was a school day, and I was already late. Just outside my room, as I raced down the stairs that creaked and groaned with my footsteps, I noticed a neat pile of books just outside my room, I was curious what they were doing there as I'd never brought them and Renee and Phil, my Mums long term boyfriend, weren't the type to buy books either let alone leave them for me, which I was sure they were.

I quickly grabbed a pop tart, my work bag and a few dollars for lunch in our small kitchen with Renee making a cup of coffee for herself and Phil.

"What are those…" I took a bite and swallowed quickly, "Books outside my room?" I took another big bite while I waited for my Mum's reply.

"Books?" Renee was generally puzzled and clearly didn't know anything about them, she was always a terrible liar, "Phil sweetie… do you know anything about these books?"

"Nope. Sorry." I look at his face too, he was perfectly relaxed, not fidgeting at all, which was always his tell, while he caught up on the sports scores on our flat screen. He was a better liar than my Mum but over the years I could accurately tell if what they say is true or not, and they were telling the truth. How odd.

I was puzzled as to how they got there but I'd have to investigate later as now I was late to school… again.

"Ohh, Never mind than. See you two later." I said quickly before giving Renee a peck on the cheek and racing out of the front door and starting jogging to school while still eating my pop tart.

School wasn't anything special or exciting. Just a prison you visit five times a week where you try to play the game of the system. I was a good student, or at least I thought so, I went to all my classes, studied for all the tests and was generally well behaved. I only really had a few friends there but even they didn't get me, they didn't truly understand me. My best friend was Rebecca, she had a lot of the same interests as me such as romantic literature but she rarely showed that side of herself, most of the time she was one of those girls that was always trying to get everyone together to go to a party or something and more often than not, she'd leave with a random to guy. When she was like this, she's a bitch.

School passed uneventfully with me only tripping up on my own feet a few times, which I thought of as a victory, and a few of the boys in my class making me blush crimson by their sexual innuendos but I couldn't help that, it wasn't liked I fancied any of them but my body seemed to be hardwired to blush at the slightest sexual reference. I was fairly sure they only did it to get this reaction out of me which was known almost school wide, they'd even given me a nickname, BB, which stood for 'Blushing Bella'.

Throughout the day I tried to focus on my work but my mind kept drifting back to the books outside my room trying to figure out what they are and where they are from but I had nothing, Ok, that was a lie, I did briefly consider magic but I was too embarrassed to admit it even to myself.

I returned home in record time eager to solve this mystery silently praying that Renee or Phil had left them alone, for some reason it felt wrong thinking about her parents reading them. I barged through the front door slinging my bag into a corner before racing up the stairs where, to my relief, the books remained untouched. I gathered the 4 books in my arms before carrying them into my room and shutting my door for some privacy.

I look at the titles of each of the books, Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse and finally Breaking Dawn. They had nice leather covers like some of the old books you might see in a library but as I opened the first book, Twilight, and flicked through a couple of pages it was clear it was brand new, never even been opened before.

I spent a few more minutes admiring to books before I decided I wanted to know the contents and there was only one way to do that, read them. I opened up to the first page of Twilight and began to read.

At first I thought it was just a coincidence that the main character shared my name but then as I read further I realized that wasn't the case, it was me. It was written from my point of view and included all aspects of my life, Renee and Phil, Charlie; my Dad who lives in Forks Washington, how I felt and thought about things to a scary degree of accuracy. I read about how I planned to move to Forks to live with Charlie so my Mum could travel with her boyfriend, who was a minor league baseball player, which I was planning to do but I hadn't told anyone yet.

No one what so ever .

I was slightly worried that someone could have this much insight into my life, not even my own mother who I'd lived with for 15 out of my 17 years of life knew me this well. I quickly scanned to book in search of an author but no such luck so I went over to my PC in the corner of my room and typed in the titles of the 4 books into Google. There were no hits under books which was a slight relief, I didn't want my inner most thoughts being published worldwide.

I sat down again on my bed with the books and read on, it went into the future, where I moved to Forks. I sat in my room all day and most of the night skipping out on dinner to keep reading. In the early hours of the morning, I finished the first books Twilight.

Well that was a nice story, but that's all it was, a story. Right? I mean it can't possibly be real. Vampires, an epic love, I don't know what to disbelieve in more. But… It seemed so real, I could see myself doing everything just like in the book, it was just so… me.

I was shocked, was I really starting to belief that supernatural beings live in the same small town as my Dad and that one of them falls in love with me? If I was being honest with myself I could understand falling in love with Edward because he seems so perfect but for him to fall in love with me too… that seems like a too big of lie to believe, even more so than that vampires are real.

I shook myself both physically and mentally. This is ridiculous! I mentally told myself over and over trying to get me to see reason, that there has to be a logical explanation but her mind kept going back to the only solution that could possibly explain all of this – Magic.

I reached for my laptop again firing it up and opening up the internet. I had to know if this was real or some sort of sick joke. I typed in 'Forks High School' and opened up there student archive, I had to scan through a couple of pages before I found the right class, and there they were.

All of my friends that I had made in the novels were there, Jess, Mike, Ben, Angela, Tyler, Lauren. I couldn't believe it, all of these people actually existed. I went on to the next page and saw the 5 most beautifully perfect people I had ever seen; The Cullen's. They looked just like described with all of them having pale white skin and golden eyes, If I hadn't read the book I wouldn't have thought anything of it but now… the story was seeming to get more and more real. I focused on Edwards picture, although all the Cullens were beautiful none were as much as Edward. He had a chiselled jaw line that looked as if taken off a Greek god, his bronze untamed hair and the look he had in his butterscotch eyes made my heart flutter and my body melt. I may seem strange or even impossible but even by looking at his picture I was starting to fall in love with him.

No! I couldn't let that happen, I'd find a flaw in this elaborate ruse and then I'd know the truth. I surfed the net for a few minutes looking for an online version of the Quileute legends, when I found one; it was just like in the book. It told of how the tribe was descended from wolves and about the Cold Ones, which fitted with what I knew about the Cullens. I groaned; could it be that this actually was real?

I looked on the 'Forks General' hospital and saw Dr Cullen on the staff page. He fitted the bill too, flawless features, pale white skin and perfect golden eyes. I shut the laptop and stared blankly out into the early morning sky. I wasn't sure either way but I was starting to consider that the Cullens were actually vampires and that these books were somehow a prediction of future events if I moved to Forks.

I only managed to get a few hours of sleep that night as my mind was buzzing with questions I couldn't suppress.

This ended up as my routine for the next week. Go to school, race home, read some of the books, bed and then rinse and repeat until I had managed to read all 4 of the books that were mysteriously given to me. I took me a little over a week to finish reading all of them and by the end I knew three things for certain.

One – That these books are some sort of future prediction of my life if I move to Forks.

Two – I was given these books for a reason, of what I had yet to figure out.

Three – even though I had never met him, I was already in love with Edward Cullen, a possible fictional vampire who just happens to live in Forks too.

I lay vertically on my bed watching my cream ceiling as if it held the answers I wanted so much. I'd been putting off moving to Forks for a month now from when I should have in the books, in that time I had read the books, cover to cover, at least 3 times. I was well and truly obsessed; I tried to memorize everything about that life, about Edward as I could. If I was honest with myself, the life in the book was an ideal life; I had good friends, a great new family, the love of my life and a little miracle of a child. The only problem was that it was so perfect, in a world of vampires and other super-naturals it wasn't to unimaginable to think that someone can send something into the past but to send it to me is something… well only I'd do. So if I sent the books than there is obviously something I need to do but what?

I open to the back of Breaking Dawn and ran my small fingers over the ellipse at the end, Maybe the stories not finished? I questioned. I was a bit confused as to why I'd only get some of the story but I locked away that concern for now in light of other, more pressing ones.

What could possibly have gone wrong? There vampires! They're almost indestructible; the only danger to them is from the Volturi and… I stopped myself, the Volturi! They were the biggest threat to the Cullens, and in the book, last time they met it wasn't all smiles and laughs. Aro did seem like the type to hold a grudge, and if that is true then that might be enough of a reason to try and change things.

I spent the next few days contemplating the Volturi and other threats to the Cullens such as the Wolves, the Nomads and the Romanians trying to decide which would be the most likely culprit but in the end I decided it didn't matter. The fact is that I have been given a chance to change the future, I just had to work out how.

This question filled my head over the next week, what to change? During this time, Phil had been offered a more permanent position on the Florida minor league baseball team after his try outs went so well, Renee and me were to be moving down there in the next few days to the house she'd found on the beach. I was still undecided if I should move to Forks or not, and then it hit, what all the threats to the Cullen's had in common, me. I increased tension between the Quileute tribe and the Cullen's by becoming a vampire, I caused the Nomad James and his coven to track me across states, I was the one he needed to gather witnesses to protect Renesmee drawing the attention of the Romanians, and I was the one who fascinated the Volturi so they went after the Cullens.

It was all because of me!

I had caused so much harm to the Cullens unintentionally and if I moved to Forks who's to say that it won't all happen again?

I now know what I have to do, I have to change everything about this future just to be safe, I have to stay away to protect them, to protect the family I would dream about having for the rest of my days, to protect Edward who I love even at a far. I won't move to Forks because if I never meet the Cullens, then I can't ruin their eternal lives.

I would have to stay away knowing that I could be giving up my happiness but that's what you do for the people you love, you make sacrifices for them. I would move to Florida with Renee and Phil and then once settled I will send the Cullens a letter warning them about the possible future threats that could await them, just in case me staying away doesn't solve the problem.

A/N:

This is sort of a trial piece; depending on the responses I get I will either continue this story or one of the other many that I have planned.

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