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Disclaimer: I do not own the Cullens nor do I own Egypt, but I do own Rania and I am Egyptian.

Dedication: This chapter is dedicated to my beta readers: DeydreamBeliever‏ and IndependenceIndividuality. Thanks loads for your help!

Chapter One – First Encounter

I woke up in my cool flat bed and opened my eyes lazily. It was still so dark. I turned on my side and lit the lamp on my nightstand. It was 4:30 am according to the clock that rested on my nightstand. I got out of my bed and dragged my bare feet towards the kitchen to drink. The cold water was nice and cool in the hot summer air. It chilled my mouth and went smoothly down my throat cooling my temperature and refreshing me. It was exactly what I needed.

After drinking, I was wide awake, refreshed and quite in the mood, so I decided to go for a morning run. I wore my white sneakers, a light blue t-shirt and sweat pants. Tucking the keys in my pocket, I headed outside.

I took a deep breath and started stretching my body and doing some warm-ups in front of my house. Then, I began to run.

The neighbourhood looked strange in the early morning. Everything was dark and still. There weren't even any pedestrians and no sound except my own footsteps and breath.

There was an open area clearance where a hotel is going to be built here but the company will won't start building it for three years. That area was ideal for running. It was fairly large, square sized and not very far from where I had lived; just a three buildings then I'd turn right. That was where I was heading.

I reached my destination and began running in squares, keeping my pace fast and steady.

First Square. . .

Second Square. . .

But just as I was beginning to start the third square three figures approached me in lightening speed. One moment it was all dark, and the next moment they were really close. I couldn't run, hide or scream. I even did not have time to; they were like bullets closing the distance from the other entrance of the clearance faster than jet planes.

In not more than three seconds, the figures stopped a foot away from me and although the sun has not risen yet but, I could still make out their features. There was a woman slightly smaller than me with short dark hair and two tall well-built men. I backed up a footstep.

The little lady got out a mobile phone from her pocket and spoke immediately "We have got her!" Then, without warning, she carried me like a I was a feather and ran at an impossible, bullet-like speed, with the men at our sides.

Her grip was tight. I had my arms around her neck and my legs around her abdomen, and she had her left hand behind my head and her right hand behind my back, holding me steady and firmly. Her hand that held my back firmly was ice-cold. I was shuddering, though I wasn't sure if it was from being cold or being scared to death. Everything was blurring, and I was starting to feel a little dizzy so I closed my eyes tight shut and prayed with all my heart that these people meant no harm to me. I prayed that fate have something – not necessarily good – but at least not really bad ahead for me.

My head was full of questions. Who were these people and what did they want? How did the woman carry me like that? How did they move faster than a bullet? More questions crowded my mind.

I thought I must be dreaming and that a few seconds more and I would wake-up. Maybe I hadn't ever gotten out of my bed today. May be this is all just a bad dream.

But I did not wake up, and we were still running and running. After a while – God knows how long, because I lost track of time – I could tell we had slowed down from lightening speed to a fast run.

Just a minute later, a door was opened and we stepped into who knows where. I was dropped gently to my feet. My back ached a little from the journey. The woman held my arms gently with her own ice-cold ones and helped me stabilize my feet on the floor because I was swaying with my eyes tightly shut. I was shuddering a little, and I would have backed away from the ice cold hands, but I needed them to stand. If she let go of my arms, I was sure I'd fall to the floor.

I was almost stable on the floor with my eyes shut and the woman left my arms then. Now what should I do? Run? I had seen how they ran like bullets, like lightening. Fight? Fight two muscular men and a woman that, though she was smaller than me, somehow managed to carry me steadily while running impossibly fast?

I knew I did not stand any chance at all. I knew there was something extraordinary about these people, whatever they were and whatever they wanted from me, but I had to open my eyes and face them. I was scared to death, but I had no other choice. I had to open my eyes and face whatever I see.

I opened my eyes. It took me a few seconds to adjust to the new surroundings. Then, when the blurring, swaying, and adjusting to the light stopped, and I could fully see, I could not believe my own eyes...

Coming up:

"She does not recognise us yet." His words rang in my ears a few times and then something sparked in my brain; something so strange and weird and almost impossible to believe... I almost knew the faces of the people in front of me. Their faces are so familiar; I can almost swear I have seen them before somewhere. It was like I saw them in a distant dream or somewhere in my childhood. I just needed a hint or a reminder to who they were...