Disclaimer: there was no way i thought up of twilight... all credit goes to S.M

Since Rosalie had joined the Cullen "family" they had moved three times. Once from her home in Rochester, New York, the second time because she accidently bit a man and today's move counted as the third one. Their new house was an abandon lodge in Appalachia Virginia. The place needed some touching up but of course Esme would take care of that. She had just finished unpacking and nothing else to do but explore the many passage ways of the old hotel.

Rosalie walked down the dark corridor of her new home, when she suddenly heard Edward's voice harshly shout "No".

She followed his angry hushed whispers through the unlit hallways till she finally got to the door where his voice sounded the loudest. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear as though she might be able to hear better without the thin gold lines covering it and pressed her ear to the closed door. Rose did it more out of habit then because she needed to. She just recently got turned into a vampire and not all her human habits were gone yet. Only a human needed to be that close to the door to hear.

"Carlisle, I'm sorry but I'm not attracted to her in anyway" he suddenly yelled. His tone hinted that he was annoyed at Carlisle's persistence.

It didn't stop Carlisle from responding "At least give her a chance"

'They are obviously taking about me' Rosalie thought angrily.

Edward kept silent, which meant he had heard her thoughts. He wasn't going to speak any further well, not as long as she was there. Edward didn't care that she had heard him reject her. Obviously she knew that he didn't like her but he didn't want to upset her, she still was a newbie vampire with uncontrolled temper tantrums. Carlisle and Esme would be extremely upset if she left because of him.

She growled knowing that Edward wouldn't continue, gave a quick glare at the door, turned on her heels and stalked away. The only reason Rose had eavesdropped was in order to find out why he didn't like her.

'Was it because she wasn't beautiful' she thought as she passed a mirror hanging on the hallway wall. She inched closer to the mirror with her hands on her face.

'Did her being turned into a vampire make her uglier?' her brain insisted on being negative. Rose rubbed her cheeks up and down. Her mind flashed back at the time when he first told her she was beautiful.

"Rosalie do you know that you're beautiful?" he said looking deep into her eyes

"Roy I already knew that" she giggled

He chuckled "just wanted to let you know what every man thought of you"

She snapped out of the hallucination panting in anger. 'She needed air!' she thought. In a half sulk half rampage manner; she passed the kitchen, heading towards the door.

Before she could make it to the door she was halted by, another female vampire member, Esme's questioning "Rosalie what's wrong dear? Would you like to talk about it?"

Rosalie didn't even turn around to say immaturely "No just leave me alone"

Once outside she began to run trying to get as far away from there as possible. That's all she needed a quick run to calm her down. She was pretty sure she had traveled for hundreds of miles and many hours before she got tired. She rested only to put her mind in order.

'She couldn't understand why that fool didn't like her! She was sure by all the men in the towns scent that she was attractive. Or why the memories of that alleged day still plagued her dreams so feverishly. After all she did send him to hell like he deserved. She knew it was too much to ask for complete recovery but she honestly believed that the retribution would have at least made the haunting nightmares less vivid.

Depression claimed her as she concluded that she had gone officially mad, it was the only explanation to why the pain of him still surged. Moving to the new house should have been the outlet of forgetfulness. As if the pain of rejection in her attempts of starting a new life and the haunting of her old one wasn't enough, Esme decided to be perfect, everything she was not. It was always Esme your singing accompanies my piano beautifully or Esme thank you so much for the scarf you hand knitted or Esme you're too kind…'

Rosalie's inner monologues list of Esme traits could have gone on forever if she had not been interrupted by a sweet and familiar scent. She inhaled and took in the aromas around her. The scent she was tracking in particular was rustic and copper. Yet something about the smell was purely intoxicating. Her eyes darkened; there was no doubt that some poor animal was wounded in the forest. There was no fun in drinking without a chase or hunt but the smell of the blood was mind numbingly sweet, it had to be tasted. Without a second thought she raced through the forest in search of the beast that produced such a wonderful scent.

The running vampire paused to a growing second smell, which came in the same direction as the first. It wasn't as tempting and more familiar. A little more running and she reached the middle of the forest where all the blood came from. To her surprise it was two bears fighting. Bear number two looked like he had the upper hand and pushed the other one with one mighty swing. Bear number one with the enchanting blood was shoved right to her feet on the forest floor. It wasn't till the first bear rolled over did she notice it wasn't a bear at all.

Her blue eyes widen at the sight of the bear boys … beautiful face. The only other boy who had it was little Harry, Vera's son. Rosalie's eyes seldom changed their stony expression but this time… this time they turned soft almost glassy or angelic.

And that was the first part of her face that the handsome boy noticed. Was she his special angel guiding him to his heaven? Or was he losing too much blood and was delusional? He finally decided on both. The light shone through the canopy of the forest and she sparkled to say the least. With all the strength he could muster he brought his hand to cover his face from the bright diamond light reflecting off her pale shinning skin.

Rose noticed his eyes flicker from consciousness to unconsciousness and the only thing she could think of was how good his blood would taste.

'I'm a monster' she thought 'A man was dying and all she could think about was the liquid coursing through his veins'

As soon as she saw him cover his face from a light and wince, she noticed her hands were shinning. Trying to evade the sun rays she crouched to the floor. In doing so she got closer to his face. Closer to the smell.

Just then she had another flashback.

"O Vera he's precious" she said taking the baby harry in her arms.

"Thanks" replied Vera her best friend

"You know Rosalie the instant I saw his tiny face, I loved him" Vera added "Rosalie I deeply truly wish that you could find as much happiness and love as I feel right now" she paused as though she wasn't certain she should continue "I want you to find yourself a good man so that you can feel the joy I feel for yourself. You deserve it, love, happiness, and family."

"When will I know, I mean when did you know that harry senior was the one to bring you this bundle of joy?" she asked

Vera pondered a moment before answering "A better question is do you believe in love at first sight?"

"Ha-ha O Vera that's just corny" Rosalie snorted

She came back to reality when she saw the young dying man look at her for the first time. He had the same curly hair, dimpled cheeks as harry, he was beautiful.

He couldn't help it; something in his brain just pushed his mind to prove that the angel before him was real. So he touched her cheek. And she gasped. In return he chuckled lightly; he saw that he had painted a streak of blood on her face. She didn't seem to mind, so he stoked her cheek gently and smiled.

Time slowed and she was able to see him blink, his every breath, his hand's slow but steady course to her face. His hand on her cheek sent an erotic chill down her spine. It was only natural she wanted to deepen it by pressing her face further into his palm. O but the scent of blood.

The danger around them reappeared, the all forgotten second bear inconveniently returned. The animal circled them, stood on its hind legs behind Rosalie and prepared to come down on her violently. Currently, the young man was situated in front of Rosalie and was able to see the looming danger.

Before the bears strike, an unaware Rosalie saw the boys eyes double in size. Time seemed to catch up with them again for the boy quickly wrapped his large arms around her. She yelped at his forwardness. In a few seconds he had flipped her over and was on top of her still smiling. Unfortunately it was too late, when she realized his true intentions of saving her. She witnessed the bear maul his back.

Falling on top of her on the brink of death the man gently closed his eyes. I wave of fury flooded through her. Gently she laid the young harry replica on his back. Jumped on the retreating bear and twisted his head right off. Regardless of the blood river around her, Rosalie was at the dying mans side in two seconds flat. She looked at his pale face endearingly, when all of a sudden a tear slid out of her crystal eyes. This man had brought back the only precious memory she had during her human-hood. This man put her life above his without even knowing her. And that was enough for her to want him alive. She had to save his life like he saved hers. She picked him up in hope that Carlisle could save him. Cradled him in her arms and ran back to the new house.

She ran so fast that in one hour flat she was in close proximity to the house. She just prayed she'd gotten there in time.

"She's back" stated Edward

The three vampires had prepared themselves by the door for her return.

Unable to use her hands she kicked the door open.

It flew off the hinges, almost hitting Edward.

All he needed to do was a matrix back bend to dodge it.

Carlisle rarely angry prepared to shout "Rosalie! We were so worried! Where have you been?!" but could only muster out half as he saw her tears and the bundle she was holding.

It was the first time they saw her like this. So vulnerable.

Carlisle immediately understood and commanded "Edward get some towels, Esme my medical supplies, Rosalie bring him upstairs on my bed, stat!"

The frightened Rosalie stood outside the bedroom door while Carlisle tried to save the bloody man from the forest. Edward attempted to console her by grabbing her shoulders and rubbing them, while Esme held her hand.

"I didn't" squeaked Rosalie

"shhh I know" said Edward. He read her mind earlier and knew automatically she didn't harm him and he needed to comfort her.

Then, after what felt like an eternity, Carlisle finally came out of the room and said "Rosalie can you come in please"

A speck of hope crossed her mind as she entered

"Is he alright Carlisle?"

"I'm sorry but he… he's lost too much blood. There is nothing else I can do."

"No, don't tell me that, you're the best doctor around please save him!"

"Rosalie please calm down you knew he wasn't going to make it so don't get so emotional" he yelled out out of pressure. Automatically he stopped and started over "Death is a part of life and I told you he cannot be saved."

"No…Save him" she screamed

Then Carlisle saw her face (A/N: and I'm a believer.) What ever happened there in the woods was far too grand for him to deny that she didn't have a bond with the dying man. It didn't take him long to realize that Rosalie… tough as nails Rosalie, felt a sort of connection if not love to this man. He observed the young man's innocent, gentle and strangely enough still smiling features when he got that intuition. The intuition he got every time he had reason to change someone, the deserving of a second chance.

"Please" she whispered over her sobs.

"Rose I'm sorry there's nothing I can do"

"Please"

"You know the only other choice"

"Are you certain that that is my only other choice?"

"Yes"

She backed up against the wall.

"No"

"Rosalie, there is no doubt in my mind that this young man is dying too soon. Just by seeing his docile face I could tell he was a good guy. Just by seeing how he changed you, I knew he could make one of the biggest contributions to the world and that is bringing joy to others. Tell me that a man like that doesn't deserve to be on this earth any longer."

"This will change him he will become a monster."

"It's the only other way"

A coarse hardly audible voice said "hey doc *cough* I'll do it."

Rosalie rushed to the bloody mans side "you don't know what you're getting yourself into…"

He touched her face "doc it's my choice right…."

"Entirely"

'No" screamed Rosalie

The dying man sighed and looked away "it's not your choice to make"

She slowly stood up and back away. Eyes widen with surprise. She was trying to save his soul… Save that smile. She was trying to help him and he rejected her.

She began holding herself back as she saw his delectable blood trickle down his neck… Carlisle prepared to sink in and she turned around facing the wall not bearing (A/N: haha) to see his beautiful face in pain. Every scream he yelled made her pound the wall making a large hole in it. The wall was no match to her tiny vampire fists.

An inner battle replayed in her mind as she sunk down to the floor crying, hearing his screams.

'She didn't want anyone to become a vampire. She didn't wish it on anyone. But he was dying and had she had no other choice. She knew she was selfish but she wanted to see his smiling face again. Just like the one he had on when he touched her face. It was then she decided she didn't want that smile to die. But still she didn't want him to continue smiling with fangs.'

She was already beginning to hate what he had or was going to become.

A/N: ok so that was the first chapter... depending on if its good and by all the reviews ill update it o and feel free to help me edit!