Short summary-ish thing: Bella has a secret she's been hiding from the Cullens for fear of what they would think but what they don't know is that, like Rose, she might have a reason for hating humans too……..WAIT BELLA'S NOT HUMAN?!

Bella's POV

Edward and I were driving in his car but he seemed oddly quiet. Not in the 'I-love-you-so-I-just-want-to-sit-here-and-watch-you-all-day-while-I-think-about-how-much-I-really-love-you' silence but the 'I-can't believe-you-would-do-this-to-me' kind of silence. I squirmed uncomfortably and before I knew it we were in front of his house. Edward silently opened the door on my side before I had so much as registered that we had stopped.

"Edward I-" I started but he stopped me.

"It's not you so you can stop thinking that now." He paused as we walked through the door. "Someone came looking for you at the house today……we brought him here since he looked like he was dead on his feet and didn't seem too inclined to take no for an answer from you." I filled with dread.

We walked into the living room were everyone was looking strangely at a man sitting on one of the chairs looking slightly uncomfortable and half dead on his feet. He was about twenty-nine, thirty years old but there were a few flecks of grey in his hair. He had the clean shaven look even though his outer clothes looked worn. His eyes were a silvery grey-ish. He looked quite anxious now that I was fully looking at him as we sat down. Carlisle came in and sat down as well.

"Bella can you tell us how you know this man?" he asked politely. I looked at Carlisle for only a second before looking at the man again.

"I don't know you but since you seem to know me then there is only one reason why you're looking for me and the answer is 'no'." I said a slightly cold tone in my voice. The man's eyes filled with hope.

"Please Isabella. I beg you. I was told that you were the only one capable of finding her." He pled. I felt my eyes soften only slight before I turned away.

"I don't offer that kind of help anymore." I said quietly. "Your kind tore everything from me."

"I'm sorry but you must understand we have paid the price. I swear. I swear upon the precious stone." The man said. I was interested now.

"The precious stone?" I whispered. "Did you find it?"

"No." the man said shaking his head. "I beg your forgiveness. I only wish to see her again."

My heart went out to him but then I was interrupted. "Bella? Care to explain?" Carlisle asked looking at me.

I sighed. "In due time, after I get rid of this man but I am intrigued so if you don't mind…." I turned back to the man. "Your name?"

"Jackson." The man said. I nodded.

"I see. And you wish for me to find your wife, Elaine. You have no form of payment and you come from the land of your father's." I said. I knew the other's were shocked since I had said I did not know the man but Jackson had a look of awe on his face.

"Please." He said. "She was taken." Now I knew I would take the case whether he could pay his debt or not.

"By who?" I said urgently standing now and looking right into his eyes.

"The Black Knight." Jackson said. I felt my entire body freeze and I looked away from him.

"Are you aware that she is most likely dead by this time then?" I asked coldly. "You want me to waste my time looking for someone who is dead? Who holds no importance to me?"

"I know of you long standing war with the Black Knight." Jackson said. "Please…….I may not be able to give you payment but I assure you that I have proven myself honorable and I fight with the blade of Truth. The one you, yourself built." I froze.

"No one can wield that blade unless their intentions are pure." I growled spinning back to glare at him. He withdrew my long time friend and companion, the sword of Truth.

"And indeed mine are." He whispered. I took the blade from him.

"Your intentions are pure but your heart is not." I observed. "The sword wasn't shimmering. I should kill you where you stand or sit in this case for daring to bring me my blade without a story of pure heartfelt regrets. My sword reads your very soul. I designed it that way…..only pure people with faith can make the sword work to its full power. You doubted your wife; you doubt she is still alive. You lost faith in her but still you come to me seeking help."

Jackson began to tear and the tears poured down his face in a never ending line. "Isabella, I swear that I have lost my faith that she is still alive but I must try. If she isn't then I shall die the moment I have proof. Your sword has seen me unfit to harbor it's pure power because of my mistakes. Please, I love her…..I lost my daughter because I was too blind to see that she was slowly killing herself by not being with the stone……the stone captivated her. I lied…..we found the stone but we hated it after it stole the lives of our people so we destroyed it. She died and it is my fault. I ordered the destruction of it. Please just save her I will trade my life for hers."

"No." I said coldly. He wasn't getting it.

"Take my money, take my wallet, take my credit cards, here's the key to my car. Just save her."

"No." I said. He still didn't understand.

"Bella!" Esme said shocked. She was probably stunned at how coldhearted I was acting.

"No. I won't help him until he understands." I said glaring at him and I turned and started walking away but Jackson caught my wrist and he fell to his knees.

"Take the very breath you gave me, take the heart from my chest, I'll gladly take her place if you'll let me; make this my last request, take me out of this world. Please don't take the girl."

"You're that little boy I saved." I said stunned now realizing it. He nodded. I smiled. "It seems it wasn't a waste of time saving you. I'll save her because it seems giving you that part of the heart was well spent. You finally understand. But you don't know the odds. That's dragon territory. Only dragons can hope to cross in one piece."

"But you're a dragon tamer." Jackson said.

"So I have little better odds then most." I said shrugging. "That doesn't guarantee that they won't kill me. You must understand that Dragons view humans like humans view mice. Dragons are magical from the tips of their fangs to the end of their tails. The older ones are the most ancient beings on the planet. Highly intelligent, they have their own unique languages but often speak hundreds additional tongues No two dragons are identical. They have diverse appearances, various breath weapons, and distinct spell abilities. Like humans they have a very large range of personalities. Some are just, others wicked. Communicating with one is very difficult. Paralyzing fear radiates from them. In the presence of a dragon, most people find that their muscles lock up and their tongues stop working. With the unique exception of me, you should never look a dragon in the eye. To do so will leave you entranced and incapacitated.

The best way to survive a dragon encounter is to try and hold an intelligent conversation. They find it amusing and they will often spare your life. If you ever face a dragon forget about your weapon. Your first goal is to talk. The second is to flee or hide, humans and vampires don't stand a chance and you can forget about werewolf abilities. Dragons see us as we see mice. We're not very tasty. We're not a real threat. If they find us underfoot they'll kill us just to keep the area tidy. If we talk to them, they'll view us as we would a talking mouse. We become a surprising novelty, a cute pet. When facing a dragon your goal is to amuse and impress. Plat the role of precious mouse no one wants to kill. Many mature dragons can assume human form. Most transform back and forth from occasion.

Dragons prefer being dragon when he or she is a dragon. They can only tolerate being human while clothed in human form. Changing back and forth can be very disorienting for them. The form they assume affects their minds you see. So you see that is why I doubt your wife is still alive and why I work alone."

"When will you be leaving?" Jackson asked.

"In the morning." I said, careful not to look at anyone. "I cannot wait much longer. The longer I wait and the closer the odds that she's dead becomes. How long ago was she taken?"

"Yesterday." Jackson said. I nodded.

"Head back to your village. I will bring her back whether she is dead or alive I assure you."

"I have one question for you."

"What?"

"Why do you hate humans so much?"

"Because they are greedy creatures." I snapped. "They are in-content with what they are given and proceed to take what is not rightfully theirs. They sneak around in the dead of night to kill and destroy lives."

"You speak as if you aren't one."

"Perhaps I think of myself as a mockery." I whispered and with that I left the house.