Hello people that are reading this.

And thank you. :)

I am now writing another story. I know, I know, I know, I know what you're thinking. 'She's writing another story?!' I know I have like 8 up, but still...

I've had this story in my head since like...forever. I have been debating whether or not to put it up...well I decided that I will.

Now...here's the story.

Enjoy! :D

Bella's POV

Don't let them get to you. Don't let them get to you. Don't let them get to you. I chanted over in my head, preparing myself for the day that lie ahead. I sighed, getting out of my rusty, red, beat up pick up truck. The door screeched as I slammed it behind me, bits of the paint falling to the parking lot. I lifted my head and was greeted by my big school of Phoenix.

I have been going here since I was born. I was like everyone else. Popular, loved, caring and care free. Everything I wanted I had, everything until my fifteenth birthday. That's when everything changed. That's when I changed from human to inhuman. I don't even know what I am, I know what I can do. I can hurt people, and I don't mean to.

"Freak!" Someone hissed as I walked by, clutching my books to my chest and looking at the ground. My hood was pulled over my head and face, keeping most of the sun's glares out of my eyes.

"Just until this day, then it's over." I whispered to myself, getting a few awkward stares from some people, "Then it's the weekend." I smiled at that, the weekend, sleeping in and doing nothing.

"Bella!" My friends voice called out to me. I glanced up to see Angela running over to me, her heels not working with her. I smiled, trying to impress Ben.

I half waved my hand at her and she gave me a big hug, "Guess what!" She said, bouncing up and down. Making her brown, straight hair follow her too.

"What?" I asked, pulling my hood over my face more.

"Ben asked me out!" She screamed and jumped up and down still clutching my arms. I pulled them away from me, told her good bye and walked the rest of the way to my locker.

"We're looking for Bella Swan." A rough man's voice asked. I quietly closed my locker door and walked over to the corner and glanced around.

There were three men standing there. A tall, lean, sexy, blond, short, curly hair and a strong face. He had his arms crossed and eyes glued to the person he was talking to. The men standing behind him were tall, muscular and mean. I could tell by their stances.

The blond man's eyes followed down the hall to me. I froze, he turned around and tapped one of the guys on the arm. He told him something and pointed over to me. My heart started to beat really fast. I dropped my books, turned around and ran as fast as I could.

"Stop her!" The blond man's voice yelled. I ran down the hall, passing closed classroom doors. I turned to my left and ran up the stairs. My footsteps echoing the empty hall ways around me. I could hear their heavy footsteps following me too. I turned and ran up more steps, coming to the second floor of my school.

I looked to my left and then right, trying to find an empty room I could hide in. Their footsteps were getting closer.

"We can't lose her!" One man yelled to the other.

I closed my eyes and opened them. Left it is. I ran, my breathing getting sharper. I looked at the doors as I ran past, trying to find one that wasn't in use.

Room 640 , that's the room. I came to a halt and tried the door knob, "Fuck." I whispered under my breath, "Locked." I looked around and couldn't hear them anymore. I only had a little time before they would find me. Why was I running from them?

I heard them talking to each other down the hall, their whisper's trailing up the hall. I closed my eyes and concentrated. Fire. Fire. Fire. Fire. Come to me. I opened my eyes to see my right hand pulsing red.

I put it to the door knob and I heard it sizzle, "Down here!" They screamed, their footsteps getting closer. Come on! I screamed in my head. The knob fell off and I pushed the door open and ran inside.

"Stop." A man's voice said. I froze, the hot sensation fading from my hand, "Turn around." He said, I was in the middle of the room. There was windows, but I wouldn't be able to get out. I was screwed, now.

I turned around slowly, putting my hands behind my head. I started to get the hot sensation in both of my hands now. I was never really able to control it all the time, just some of the time. There stood one of the men in front of me, holding a gun. Or what looked like a gun, it was some laser pointy thing. I squinted my eyes, he was pointing the laser right at my eyes.

"Didn't your mother teach you not to point anything at anyone?" I hissed, glaring at him now.

Someone tackled me from behind, I went down to the floor with a loud 'thud'. I screeched in surprise and thrashed under the guy. He grabbed my hands and screamed, dropping them. I laughed, "Not so hot, huh fucker?" I hissed at him. He grabbed my hands again and bounded them together.

The blond hair man walked in and bent down in front of me, holding a syringe fulled with purple liquid. I tried freeing myself, getting as far away as I could from the man. It didn't work.

"We're here to help you, Isabella." He told me before grabbing my head and tilting it to the side and sticking the needle in the side of my neck. I screamed, only he muffled it with his big hand. My world started to fade into the dark.

Alice's POV

Sitting there crossed-legged on my bed, the blankets clean and not messed with. I get up every morning, early or try not to at least. When it gets close to the time to get ready for school I get these...premonitions. They scare me half to death sometimes, and that's what I usually see to. A freshmen in high school shouldn't have to deal with this shit. No one should, but I have to.

My parents and sister know, Cynthia is there for me. As for my parents, they don't know how to take it. They think something's wrong with me, and I agree. Something is wrong with me and I want it to go away.

I've had these premonitions since I can remember, the first time it scared me. I was around seven, at the park, having a good time with my friends, everything was fine. I got on top of the big jungle gym of pipes and froze. That's when and where I had my first premonition, I fell and broke my arm. The vision was of a car accident outside of Biloix, Mississippi, my town. Later that day, it appeared on the news.

My curtains were pushed back and I watched as the sun peaked up behind the rolling hills, I turned my head slightly and glanced at the clock. Five thirty, one and a half hours until I actually should get up. I laid back, my blankets cushioning my 'fall'. I stared at the white, stain free ceiling.

I closed my eye lids, trying to get some sleep from now till then. The brown haired girl popped up behind my eye lids. Instead of the man injecting the liquid into her, she looked at me. Her face was tear strikened, her brown eyes that looked happy were now a very dull brown, almost black. She looked sick and her palms pulsed a reddish orange color.

A sob escaped her lips and she looked at the man. He had a wicked grin on his face, holding the needle and ready to inject her. He looked evil, mean and a killer. She shook and took one last look at me and said, "Why didn't you help me."

I shot straight up in bed, my face wet and a sound coming from my room. I looked around and found everything perfect, there was another sound...like a sob. I moved and realized it was coming from me...I was crying.

I was crying for her, for the girl I didn't even know. How could I have helped her? Was she dead already, he killed her just like that?

My bedroom door creaked, I spun around on my bed and saw Cynthia standing there with her white teddy bear in her arms. She clutched in to her chest, her eyes wet and her light brown hair sticking up everywhere.

She sniffed, "Alice I had a nightmare." She said, "Mommy and Daddy died."

I pouted and got off the bed and landed on the carpet on my knees and stuck my arms out for her. She walked over to my arms and I hugged her, telling her everything was okay and that she could sleep in my bed.

I laid her down and tucked my deep blue blankets around her. She whispered, "I love you." to me and I smiled and kissed her forehead. I waited until her breathing deepened and left the room.

I was already dressed and ready for the day. Cynthia was only five years old compared to my fifteen years. She was loveable, everyone fell in love with her. She had all over us wrapped around her small fingers, and she was fun to go clothes shopping with.

I walked into the kitchen and grabbed some orange juice out of the fridge, I spun around and dropped the container. It crashed to the floor, spilling everywhere. I didn't even care, there was someone in my house.

One man, that's all there was. Just one single man standing in our kitchen. It wasn't dark, the light was on, shining off the stainless steel appliances. He was just like the man in the premonition that I saw of the girl.

"You're the..." I trailed off, stopping myself. I didn't know who he was and what he was doing in my house.

I sent curious glances his way. How come I didn't see this coming? I should have, right? He took a step closer, he features showing well. He bright blond hair curling around his temples, and his deep blue eyes glancing at mine.

He reached inside his lab coat and pulled out something that shined when the light hit it. It was the syringe filled with purple liquid. Turning I slipped and fell to the floor hard. Smacking my hands to protect my face from the impact.

He was standing over me, smiling a sad smile. I looked away from him, knowing what was coming. I had to tell him something, "Hurt me. Just don't...don't hurt my family." I said at the end, tears forming in the corner's of my eyes.

I looked at the orange juice in front of me, watching as his shadow got closer to me, "I won't hurt them," He whispered, in a calming voice, "I'm here to help you, Alice." I felt a sharp pain in my neck, squeezing my eyes shut, I hissed at the pain and slowly started to loose feeling in my legs and it moved up to my head.

Mkay, there you have it. The very first chapter.

The next one will have Emmett and Edward's POV. Can't wait.

Let me know what you think. Should I continue? Or just stop right here??

Hm...? Time to put those sleepy (or not) brains to work!! Go!!! Please? For me? For Bella, Alice, Edward, Emmett, Jasper and Rose?!?!?!?

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