Hi, all you Twi-hards! This is my first multi-chapter Twilight story, and I have read all the books and saw the movie (four times in theaters) and now have it on Blu-ray and regular DVD! BTW, Robert Pattinson looks HOT on Blu-ray *squee!* Anyway, here is the first chapter, so feel free to review or PM me. I'd love to talk.
Prologue
Bella's POV:
I sat in my small, darkened cell, trying to go to sleep. My tangled brown hair lay flat against the white pillow. I had been trapped inside this prison for two days, trying to decipher a plan to escape the hell-hole. The man who held me captive would only release me if I gave myself to him, but I always gave him the same answer, I will die first.
Turning and tossing on my bare mattress, I heard the sound of my door being opened. I turned toward the noise and saw a light-haired man with dark eyes striding in my direction, smiling sinisterly with lust in his gaze.
"What do you want?" I demanded of him, even though I knew the answer, my voice leaking venom. (Author's Note: 'Get the pun?')
He advanced toward me and placed his large hand on my shoulder. I slowly backed away from him, shivering. "I told you before. You'll never have me in any way!"
He just smirked at my statement. "Come on, Bella. You know deep down that you belong to me and nobody else." The man, or should I say creature, took his hand off my shoulder.
"Just get out of here. You're nothing but a monster who should be damned to Hell." I knew almost immediately that I should not have said those words.
Before I saw what was happening, he raised his hand and slapped me in the face so hard that I fell to the cold, stone floor. My heart in my throat, I put my hand to my lips and felt that the left corner of my lip was bleeding. I turned and saw him crouched beside. He grabbed my face, forcing me to look at him.
"I WILL have you Isabella Swan. One way or another." He growled vehemently in my ear. My captor turned and stormed out the door, locking it tight. Rising to my feet, I walked to the cracked mirror on the wall to see the damage. The corner of my lip had a red line of blood flowing down my chin. I slowly rose my blood-covered hand to the glass, smearing the red liquid across my hideous, damaged reflection. I began to sob as I fell to the floor, succumbing to the blackness of my hell on Earth.
"Where are you?" I whispered faintly into the lonely darkness.
"Where are you…Edward?"
Well, that's the prologue. Anyone who guesses who captured Bella gets a cookie!