Chapter 1:

I sat bleeding, and unable to move. When I got on the plane, I never expected that this would be the outcome.

It was a simple 8 hour flight from Atlanta to Seattle. I had never flown anywhere before this, and it was a little intimidating walking up to the 600,000 pound Boeing 747-400. I got through baggage, and boarded. It wasn't so scary once I got inside the plane. Even after the behemoth plane took off, I was fine until it hit turbulence right outside of Seattle while we were over a heavily wooded area. It got only progressively worse as I realized that this wasn't just a little turbulence. The plane was going down, and my life was probably going to end in a very short period of time. Then, everything went black.

When I woke up, I was pinned to the ground by a large section of the wing. My leg was badly wounded, and bleeding profusely, but I didn't notice any of this. My attention was completely focused on the person standing over me. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She had chest-length brown hair, the most pallid complexion, and eyes of the most interesting color. They were like looking into a never-ending sea of amber. I knew who she was the second I awoke and noticed her standing there.

"Bella" I tried to speak the name at a normal volume, but it came out a faint whisper. I smiled at her, and the strangest look crossed her face. A mixture of alarm and curiosity. Not a whole second later, I was in her arms. She ran, and my eyes couldn't keep up. All I could see were the trees speeding by so fast that I couldn't distinguish individuals from the blurring mass of green. I noticed her gradually slowing her pace. The whole trip couldn't have taken more than a minute.

What I saw next surprised me. All of the Cullens standing around me asking Bella questions so fast that I wasn't able to understand them. I didn't care though, I was busy studying every face in the circle surrounding me. I knew who each of them were, Alice with her short, spiky hair, Jasper looking like he needed to leave. I suddenly felt sorry that my injury had put him through the pain he was so obviously enduring. He looked at me with surprise. He could sense my sympathy.

"Go" I whispered to him, smiling. He looked at me, sincere thanks all over his face, and left. Our entire exchange transpired without the notice of the others. Or maybe they did hear us, and just decided to act oblivious so as to give us some privacy.

As soon as I was sure Jasper was okay, I turned my focus back on the rest of the Cullens. I saw Esme looking at me with concern, and I tried my hardest to smile reassuringly. Then, I moved my gaze to Carlisle, who had an expression that I could only describe as mingling pain and indecision.

To the right of Carlisle was Rosalie. The sight of her made me gasp. I had thought that Alice, Bella, and Esme had been the most beautiful women in the world, but Rosalie gave an entirely new definition to beauty. She had perfect features, gorgeous long blonde hair, and a figure that would shame even the most perfectly built woman. I didn't feel jealousy though, because I had been anticipating this.

Emmett was next. He was extremely muscular, but that was really the most remarkable thing about him.

I had made sure to save Edward for last. When I finally laid my eyes upon him, I was stunned. He was even greater than I had ever imagined he would be. I could tell that although he was participating in the conversation, he was keeping tabs on my thoughts as well. His eyes kept darting back to me every few seconds.

I kept looking around, and memorizing every detail of their faces. If I was going to die, I wanted to die with their faces in my mind. I was also praying that I would never forget what they looked like, so that I would always be able to recall each individual in my mind.