Hi guys,

I haven't written in a very long time, but this story has been a little reoccurring dream of mine. Well, bits and pieces are anyway. I really hope you like it! Aaaand away we go!

I did some editing on this chapter after re-reading. I wrote it on my iPod at the time, so I'm sorry for the mistakes.

Disclaimer: This story and it's characters belong to Stephanie Meyer. She just lets her humble twilight subjects and fans use them ;)

Chapter 1~ The Slaughter House

Bella Swan's entire life had been spent preparing her for this moment. She stood infront of a long mirror uncomfortably adjusting the skin tight, corseted, black dress that she had been put into. She closed her eyes and took a deep calming breath, trying to block out the noise of the other girls packed in to the small dark room with her.

She started when she felt a large, cold hand squeeze her shoulder just short of painfully. She looked up into the black eyes rimmed in red that she knew so well. She knew that no matter what became of her today, those eyes would haunt her for the rest of her life.

"Remember, Isabella," he said clamping even more painfully down on her shoulder, "should no one purchase you today, you will be mine and you will return home with me. Just think of all the fun we will have."

Bella flinched when he reached up to stroak her cheek. The only thing Bella ever hoped and prayed for was to be bought at one of these auctions for the sole fact that it would get her away from Sir. She had seen the things he was capable of, and she was nearing an age where she was no longer suitable to be sold. This would be her last auction, and if no one bought her she could only imagine the horrible things Sir would do to her.

The auctioneer called the girls to line up at that moment giving Bella a chance to escape from Sir. He waved to her and blew her a sickening, toothy kiss as she joined the other girls. She closed her eyes again; it was the only thing she could do to stop the bile fron rising up in her throat.

The line was long this time around, and Bella couldn't decide whether or not she thought that was a good thing. They always sent the youngest first, not that it would matter since Bella was nearing 18 and therefore one of the oldest and last girls there. Bella couldn't help but take notice of how much they all looked like small lambs being led through a slaughter house to their deaths. That's most certainly what it would be for her, Bella thought.

They were led down a dark, damp hallway that would eventually lead to a stage she could not see yet, and told to line up with their backs to the left side of the hall, facing the wall. Bella heard the auctioneer call the name of the first girl and tensed looking to her left towards the stage.

She saw a small brunette next to her who couldn't have passed for more than 15 because of how small her features were. The girl's face was coated in soot and she was shaking terribly. There was a tall, beautiful blonde next to the brunette with her arm around her, looking just as panicked, but still trying to calm her friend down none the less. She had never seen either of them and assumed that they must be new.

Bella reached out a comforting hand and touched the small brunette's arm. Both the blonde and brunette looked at her with shocked expressions. Normally the other girls never socialized with anyone they didn't know, but Bella had been through this enough times to know what both of the girls were feeling. Something about the two of them reminded her of herself, and she knew she wished someone would have watched out for her all those years ago.

"What are your names?" she asked bringing her face closer towards the brunette's and allowing her arm to reach around the small girl to touch her blonde friend's hand as well.

"I'm Rosalie and this is my friend Alice," said the blonde.

"My name is Isabella, but you can call me Bella if you want," she told them with a small smile as she heard another name being called to the stage. "You two must be fairly new here. I've never seen you before."

"We're foster sisters. They came in the middle of the night, killed our family, and kidnapped us. They kept talking about how we would sell higher because we were virgins." Rosalie told Bella.

Bella nodded sympathetically. Her parents had unfortunately not been killed after they had sold her to Sir to pay off their debts. Sir had yet to cash in on the fact that she was a virgin, but she secretly knew that he was the one who wanted to take that from her. She shuddered just thinking about it.

"How old are you?" Alice asked in a small voice. Her shaking had gotten less pronounced now, but Bella and Rosalie still had their arms wrapped around her.

"I'm 18. I was sold at the age of ten to pay off my parents debts. This is to be my last auction before I officially belong to the man that my parents gave me to," Bella told the two girls honestly.

Rosalie looked astounded. She was trying to figure out how someone could sell their own child into a world of such misery, and how Bella had turned out so kind and caring from being in such a harsh environment.

"How old are you two?" Bella asked quietly. They were nearing the front of the line now and Bella was starting to feel nervous and ill.

"I'm 16 and Rosalie is 18," Alice responded. "They said that if Rosalie wasn't bought they were going to send her to a whore house where unmated vampire men went to quench their urges."

"You two will be bought. Don't worry too much either. Most of the people out there are just looking for house servants," Bella said trying to calm their nerves.

Just then a large man grabbed Rosalie and pulled her away from Alice and Bella. Alice cried out for her sister, but Bella held Alice back, while trying to whisper calming words in her ear. Bella knew that if Alice attacked those men she would be severely punished, just as she had been not too long ago. Rosalie kicked against the man and tried to fight him but it was useless and she knew it. She was dragged on to the stage just as Alice slumped in Bella's arms.

Rose looked out at the crowed of vampires before her. She realized that Bella was right and there were many families here but there were also very many single men. The auctioneer called for bidding to start and Rosalie started to sweat. She heard many voices start the bidding, but couldn't tell where they were coming from. One was coming from a tall blonde vampire with red eyes and a malicious, toothy smile. The other bid was coming from perhaps the most handsome man she had ever seen. He was tall and extremely muscular with short brown hair and kind golden eyes. The ugly man an her handsome stranger went back and forth for a while before her hero finally seemed to get irritated and bid a full million dollars for her. The red eyed man did not counter and Rosalie was led off of the stage towards the collection room.

Bella had watched the whole exchange and was silently terrified when Sir had bid on Rosalie. She was so glad the golden eyed man had taken her. She knew he was a Cullen. They were the kindest vampire family to walk the planet supposedly. There was the leader Carlisle and his mate Esme, and their three "sons": Emmett who had bid on Rosalie, Jasper, and Edward. Bella wished she would go to a family like that, but she didn't have much time to focus on that before a resigned Alice was being dragged out of her arms and on to the stage.

Bella watched again as Sir bid on one of her new friends and quaked with fear. Alice would never survive him. She was too small and delicate. She was surprised however when she realized that Sir was bidding against Jasper Cullen for Alice. Again Sir lost to a Cullen and Bella was glad for it.

Bella sighed as the large man dragged her up on stage. Sir caught her eye and smiled maliciously at her. She cringed. She knew no one would bid on her as the auctioneer called out her name. She was plain and boring with her mousy brown hair and brown eyes, nothing special Sir had told her once. She would go to Sir and die a slow, painful death at his hands.

She looked up surprised when she heard the most beautiful voice in the world call out a higher sum then Sir had. She searched for the voice and found a messy tuft of bronze hair and gold eyes. She gasped, a Cullen wanted her. Her knees nearly have out. A bidding war insued until her bronze haired hero called out a sum that no man could match. They were an old family with an abundance of wealth and little did Bella know but this man would have given his whole fortune for her. The auctioneer shouted sold and Bella started to cry tears of joy. She would not be going to Sir. She would be going with Alice and Rosalie to The Cullens'. There was hope for her yet.

The three girls hugged in the sold room as they were led to a large truck with the Cullen crest on it by three men. None of the three happy girls noticed the looks the men have eachother as they helped the girls into the carriage and loosely chained them to the floor. But they would soon understand what those looks meant.

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