Author's Note: This is a dream I had one night. I know it is similar to Stephanie Meyer's "Twilight" Saga. Please bare with me. They story will get more original as I write the next several chapters. I hope you enjoy!

***Disclaimer: I do not own any Twilight material! Full credit goes to the beautiful and wonderful Stephanie Meyer, the author of the Twilight Saga.***


I could not see anything as I was running for my life down the dark alley road. The brick walls passing were a blur of burgundy with no vision of textures that I would see if I had stood still. As I sprinted at full speed, the raindrops shot into my eyes stinging and obscuring my line of sight. Without my vision, fear shot through me. The fear of tripping and getting caught made it almost impossible to concentrate on each step I was taking. One trip or fall could get me captured, could end my life on this very day.

"You'll never get away from me, Bella!" the enemy shouted with rage. I had no clue as to where the enemy was. There was never a shadow running behind me. I did not know whether I had diverted him or not. But as he kept screaming in rage, the fact of the matter was that he was still after me. Terrified, I ran even harder and faster. Though my body was becoming weak and fatigued, I had to keep pushing on.

I made it onto the main street of a small town called Forks: my hometown. After about two minutes of running, I made a sharp turn into the mossy, green forest. Passing cars were probably thinking, What is that girl running for? and Where is she going; is she lost? It was not like I did not know where I was going. I knew exactly where I needed to be, if the enemy were to ever catch up to me.

In approximately five miles, my eyes would center its focus on a three story, white house. It had a porch surrounding the first story and huge windows on every floor. If I were to look at it from the back, all I would see is a glass wall looking into each floor of the house. Actually, I could call it a mansion; it was that grand. It sat in the middle of the forest, in a clearing about a quarter of a mile wide. Sitting behind the house was a river with surrounding boulders and moss-covered trees. This is the house I kept engraved into my mind, as I ran. Finally, I made it to my destination, Edward's house. I ran inside, and everyone except for Edward, Jasper, and Emmett was standing in the foyer.

"What's going on, Bella?" Esme asked with a worried face.

"Alec found me! He's trying to capture and kill me," I said hysterically. Alice and Rosalie came down the stairs in a flash, coming to greet me. Rosalie looked annoyed as always. I wonder what has her ticked now? I thought to myself. Then, I shot a glance at Alice. She stared blankly into the air. Then her head snapped toward me as she confirmed from her vision that Alec was out to get me.

"Come on. I know where we can hide you." Alice led me down the hallway away from the foyer.

"Thank you so much, Alice," I expressed as I followed. At the end, on the right, was a room that anyone rarely came into. Though it was filled with boxes, anyone could easily distinguish what the room was used for. It was a guest room filled with everyday house items, in case they ever had any human visitors, like me. The Cullens never want to look out of place, or they would have to move away.

Alice walked over to a big, long box that was lying in the middle of the floor next to the bed. I looked at her questioningly.

"Here! Get in the box full of blankets and I'll cover you," Alice instructed. Without hesitation, I jumped into the long box and laid flat on my back. Then, one bye one, Alice covered me with the blankets. Well, if Alec does not get to me first, I am sure heat stroke will. It is HOT under all these blankets, I thought to myself. I felt like I was lying in a tanning bed that was stuck on high. It did not help that the room was hot, on top of everything else. Through the blankets, I heard Alice try to mumble something.

"I'll come get you when Alec is gone," Alice explained. Then, I heard her footsteps fade away, realizing she was gone. As I lay there, I kept thinking about Alec coming to get me. And most importantly, why Alec was coming after me.

The Volturi found out that I, a human, knew much about the vampire world, being Edward's girlfriend. They paid a visit to Edward a month earlier telling him to change me or lose me. He had been holding off to protect me from the cursed world of being a vampire, even though I wanted to be changed so I could be with him forever.

As I was thinking, I heard someone knock down the front door. My heart started racing a million miles an hour realizing it must be Alec. I could only imagine what he is saying.

"Where is she? I know she's here with you Cullens!" Alec would most likely say. Sweat started to form on the back of my neck and forehead from the fear that coursed through my body. I was afraid of what was going to happen if I was caught. Would the Cullens try to stop Alec from taking me away? Would I ever see Edward again? How would I die?

Then, I heard footsteps coming toward the room that I was hiding in. There was nothing, but silence for a minute or two. Then, the footsteps walked away. I sighed in relief.

BIG MISTAKE. I heard the footsteps come back into the room. My heartbeats were increasing and started to drown out all other noises. Now, I could hardly hear if Alec was going through boxes left and right, trying to find me. Any minute now, I would be dead. Then, I felt the blankets coming off one by one. Alec found me and he did not even know it. Finally, my face was revealed.

"Found you!" Alec exclaimed. He pulled me out of the box trying to drag me out of the room. Alec's grip on my upper right arm was strong enough to break my bones. Carlisle stepped in front of the door, so no one could get out. In response, Alec gripped tighter and my bones snapped and shattered. I let out an agonizing scream. The pain was almost intolerable.

"Please, don't do this," Carlisle pleaded.

"I'm sorry, but she knows too much," Alec explained as he tried to get past Carlisle. With each jerk, a scream escaped my throat. Before Alec could walk out of the room, Carlisle grabbed Alec's shoulder to turn him around.

"I'll change her," Carlisle offered. My heart skipped a beat when I heard this, but then, I could not think of anything else except for the pain radiating from my arm.

"I won't kill her if you change her right now," Alec suggested.

"Deal. Come on Bella, let me take you out back," Carlisle instructed. Everyone followed, including Alec. Carlisle took me into the back yard and had me kneel on the ground. My heart was racing a million miles an hour. I was scared because Edward was not there.

"I'm sorry, Bella!" Carlisle said loudly. Then, he leaned in close to my ear. "Fake the pain. I'm not going to bite you. I'm sure you screaming from the pain in your arm will do the trick," Carlisle explained. As he went to bite, all I could feel was his lips on my neck. I began my theatrical moment. I screamed in agony and twitched uncontrollably. The screaming came naturally because I really was in pain from Alec breaking my bones, but I felt silly because it felt like I was a flopping fish. Then, Carlisle's lips moved away from my neck, and he whispered, "Good job. Keep this going until he leaves," Carlisle then turned away and walked toward the others.

"Are you happy now?" Carlisle sarcastically asked, wearing a shameful face.

"Yes. I will inform the Volturi that this little problem has been solved. But, I will be back in a week to make sure the newborn is in control," Alec informed us. Alec ran away from the site. I waited for Carlisle to nod that it was okay. As he did, I stopped my twitching, screaming body.

I sat on the ground holding my broken right arm in my left hand. I winced as Carlisle came over and held my arm to examine. My arm already looked bruise from Alec's grip. To my relief, there was no blood. That would have been a bad situation for all of the Cullens, except for Carlisle.

"Good job, Bella. You made it believable, for now," Carlisle complimented. "Let's go into my office and get your arm taken care of."

I nodded in response and followed Carlisle up to his third story office. I sat in the leather chair, as he sat on the edge of the mahogany desk. After a few moments, Carlisle explained, "I'm going to have to reset your bones." These words were unpleasant to hear and he could see that. Carlisle added, "Everything will be fine when I'm done. There will be no more excruciating pain." I nodded.

"But there will be pain," I concluded. He gave me a sympathetic smile. Carlisle, then, grabbed my arm and started re-breaking my bones. My right arm started to hurt worse than it did before. I let out a painful scream as Carlisle tried to work fast. My arm was throbbing with pain. The whole time I tried not to cry from the pain, but I gave up. Tears were flowing down my cheeks. I lowered my head and closed my eyes to keep my crying out of sight, but it was no use. I knew Carlisle could hear my sobs. When he was done, I felt his cool hand lift my chin up. I opened my eyes to see a comforting look upon his face.

"All done. Now, I just need to put your arm in a cast," Carlisle informed me as he wiped the tears away from under my eyes.

"Great," I said unpleasantly. I hated the idea of having a hunk of plaster wrapped around my arm for weeks to come. It would limit the movements that I would be able to make with my arm. As Carlisle worked on the cast, I started thinking about what happened earlier with Alec. He informed the Cullens that he would be back to check up on me and see how I was doing. What was I going to do when Alec found out I did not really transform?

Carlisle saw the worry in my eyes. "Everything is going to be fine."

I challenged his statement. "What am I going to do? Alec is coming back in a week to see if I'm under control!"

"We can change your eye color to match a newborn's. And we'll have to teach you to move like a vampire," he explained.

"Great," I said sarcastically. "Cause we all know I'm not clumsy."

Carlisle laughed lightly. I personally did not find my clumsiness amusing, but the rest of the Cullens did: especially Emmett. Last week, I tripped over a pebble and he literally rolled on the ground laughing. This made me blush for days, which did not help the situation.

After Carlisle was done putting the cast on my arm, we went downstairs into the living room where Alice, Rosalie, and Esme sat. The television was on, but none seemed to be interested in what was showing. I took a seat next to Esme's right as Carlisle took a seat next to her left. I could feel my eyes starting to close. Exhausted, I yawned.

"When will Edward be back from hunting?" I asked.

"Tonight," Alice foresaw.

"Don't worry, Bella. We'll take care of you," Esme comforted as she rubbed my knee with her right hand.

"I know you will. It's still scary," I half-heartedly smiled.

"Why don't you get some rest? Edward's room is available if you want to sleep." Carlisle suggested.

"I think I will. And thanks for your help today," I said with much gratitude. They all gave me comforting smiles.

I walked up to Edward's room on the third floor and laid on his chaise. I wished he were there so I could be wrapped up in his comforting arms. While thinking about his cool skin, I dozed off into a deep sleep.

Suddenly, I felt something cold, hard, and smooth. I quickly opened my eyes. Edward had his arm around me. I smiled sleepily at him.

"Oh, I didn't mean to wake you," Edward said.

"That's fine. I've just been waiting for you to come home," I said still half asleep.

"Well, if you're tired you can go back to sleep. I'll still be here when you wake up." He smiled back and kissed me on the forehead. Edwards cool touch gave me much comfort, despite the bad day I was having.

"I'm just glad you're here. I've had a horrid day," I explained.

"Yeah, Alice filled me in," Edward replied. The mentioning of the earlier events saddened his expression. I knew he was probably feeling guilty for not being there to protect me. On the other hand, Edward was probably wondering what we were going to do about the situation. I asked the question we both needed answered.

"What are we going to do?"

"We'll do as Carlisle said. Change your eyes. Help you act like a vampire."

"But won't I still smell like a human?"

Edward's eyebrows pushed together. I guess he had not thought about how I smelled to his kind. Edward and his family were so used to my scent that they rarely noticed anymore. At least, they never let it show. Now, what were we going to do? I could only think of one thing. Change me, for real this time.

"You know what we have to do," I said softly. Edward knew I was right. Before he said anything, I could see him raking around in his mind for some alternative. After a few moments, it seemed Edward could not find anything, but the cold, hard truth (literally).

"Are you sure?" He asked agonizingly. "It's a lot of pain to go through for something so trivial."

Trivial? How is the Volturi coming after me not important enough for him to change me? I started to get angry inside, but decided to push it to the side. I could not bring myself to be mad at Edward for trying to protect me from a world he thought was the equivalent to Hell. But it did not matter to me, because Edward was all I wanted. Without him, I would be in a living miserably anyway. I loved Edward and wanted to be with him for eternity, no matter where we were. So, I spoke with much confidence, as I looked deep into his eyes.

"I'm positively sure, because I want to be with you forever anyway."

Edward contemplated on this fact. After a few minutes, he held me closer and whispered, "Okay. We'll change you…for us."

I smiled in response. The reality that we were finally going to be equals was overly satisfying. (At least equals in the sense we would be the same type of being.) I nuzzled deeper into his arms, comforted by the fact that we would be together for an eternity. I would not grow old as the years went by. Edward would not have to watch me pass away when my time was up. The feeling of knowing that we would never have to go through losing one another was reassuring. As this thought came to mind, I got an idea on how to make Edward and I closer together.

I raised my head and looked into his eyes and asked, "Will you change me?"

First, shock appeared on his face, and then, anxiousness replaced his expression. Edward was trying to find the words to say.

"I'm not sure I could…" Edward started to say, but he could not finish the thought lingering in his mind. I sensed it was a fear of accidentally killing me while trying to change me. I took Edward's face into my hands and looked at him lovingly.

"Please, I want you to be part of me. I know you are strong enough, and I trust you with my whole being," I spoke with sincerity.

Edward stared at me looking for any trace of fear I might have about the risk of him changing me himself. Nothing, but confidence, was worn upon my face. Also, my expression revealed understanding: an understanding that I knew this would be a tough task for him to do. It was hard for a vampire to taste a human's blood without completely draining the life out of that single person. The only one to take on such a burden had been Carlisle. But I knew Edward could be and was strong enough, like his adoptive father.

After contemplating for about a minute, Edward answered, "Okay, I will, if that is what you want."

Then, he leaned in for a kiss. My last human kiss. What will it feel like to kiss and be kissed as a vampire? Thoughts like this kept entering into my mind, but were quickly taken away as we kissed deeper. We lay there enjoying this last moment before I became a vampire.

An hour later, Edward and I came downstairs to let everyone know what we had decided. Of course, we knew Alice would already know. As we walked into the living room, Alice was beaming with excitement. Everyone else looked confused, though. I guessed Alice did not fill them in. I looked up to Edward and gave an encouraging smile. He smiled in response, then, turned to his family.

"I'm going to change, Bella." Edward explained. Everyone sat still as they reflected upon what Edward just said. Then, all heads turned toward me as if asking me what I thought about being transformed.

"It's the only way the Volturi won't came after any us anymore." I continued for Edward. Everyone seemed to have an understanding expression. They seemed eager, even, to have me join their family through this experience. The only one to seem upset was Rosalie. Before I could read Rosalie's face to see what it was that bothered her, Carlisle spoke up.

"Are you sure this is what both of you want?" Carlisle asked. We looked at each other reassuringly and both nodded.

"Okay, let's do this," Carlisle said. He began to walk away, expecting me to follow. I cleared my throat, and in response, Carlisle turned around questioningly.

"Actually, I want Edward to change me." I explained.

Carlisle seemed surprised. I was not sure if it was surprise at the fact Edward was going to do it or that he did not know whether or not Edward was strong enough. "Can you do this?" Carlisle asked Edward with concern.

"Yes." Edward replied. Carlisle took this reply and gave him a trusting look. If Edward believed he was strong enough, than everyone else should believe in him, too.

Edward led me upstairs to his bedroom; I laid down on his chaise. Though I was positively sure I wanted to be transformed, I still became nervous and my heart started to beat faster than normal. I did not know how painful the process was going to be, and if it were unbearably agonizing, I would need to find a way to keep it from Edward. I did not want him to feel bad for putting me through so much pain.

"I'm sorry for the pain you are going to experience." Edward said with anguish.

I held his face, "It'll be worth it, cause in the end I'll be with you forever." Then, he kissed me on the forehead.

"Are you ready?" Edward asked. I nodded. Soon, his lips were brushing against my neck. Edward's cool touch distracted me from the thought of what was about to happen.

He whispered, "I love you."

"I love you, too." Those would be my last human words.

A sudden pain jolted through my neck, with the venom making its way into the rest of my body. The pain was unbearable. My hands were clutched into fists as my body tried to shake uncontrollably. I closed my eyes trying to concentrate on stopping my reactions to the pain. With much force, I maintained to keep my body mostly still. I tried not to scream, but failed. I let out a small scream, but closed my mouth shut before it became louder. Edward held against my neck still biting, trying to overcome the frenzy of tasting human blood, and then he got control of himself and let go. I could hear the others in the background of my discomfort.

"I'm proud of you. That's not an easy thing to do." Carlisle said proudly.

"I love her. I needed to stay in control." Edward explained.

"Now, we just wait." Alice said. I could sense the Cullens going on with their usual day, instead of wasting time watching me. The only ones who stayed in the room were Edward and Carlisle. Then, Esme and Alice would come and go.

When I thought the pain couldn't get any worse, the venom would prove me wrong. I felt like my body was lit on fire. But instead of it burning out, the heat would get more intense. Is this what Hell feels like? Burning for eternity? I tried to keep away from these bad thoughts. Thinking about Edward and how we would spend eternity with each other helped me get through the never-ending pain. It seemed like I'd been burning for weeks. The end couldn't come any faster, I kept thinking. When will the pain end?

"How much longer do you think?" Edward asked.

"It should be soon. She's been in pain for nearly two days." Carlisle explained.

So, it had been two days. One more day until I was fully a vampire. It could have been less; it could have been more. I was hoping for less, though. As I thought about the time, I could feel the pain slowly going away in the tips of my fingers and toes. This must be it. It must be ending. I felt relieved for a slight second until I realized the pain was not gone; it was just moving to my heart. My heart, already on fire, was burning even more now. I screamed loudly at the pain, though I did not mean to. I should have expected the unexpected.

"It must be getting close to the end." Carlisle explained.

"I hope so. I don't know how much longer I can see her in pain." Edward said.

"It won't be long now." Alice comforted.

"Thanks, Alice." Edward said.

Carlisle and Alice were right, of course. As my body slowly soothed, my heart burned even more. I could also tell, it was beating a million miles an hour. It sounded like a fast tapping finger.

The only thing on fire now was my heart. I let out one last scream, when suddenly the pain was gone. And so was my heartbeat. My heart was completely stopped. I opened my eyes for the first time, since Edward bit me. Everything was so much clearer. I could see everything a human could not: the tiny dust particles floating in the air, each grain and line carved in the wooden floor boards, the texture of the flat painted walls. I could see and hears miles and miles away.

Then, I saw his face. Edward looked more beautiful through vampire eyes than my old puny human ones. I could not stop staring at the smooth flawlessness of his skin. I could not help but smile.

"Bella, how do you feel?" Edward asked cautiously as he stepped forward slowly and gently. I was confused by this, but then realized I was a potential threat being a newborn.

"I feel great." I could not believe the sound of my voice. It was not rusty sounding like usual; it was more melodic. I was distracted by my voice until I became distracted when Edward took my face into his hands. Carlisle cleared his throat to caution Edward, but Edward did not seem to care. Edward caressed my face with his smooth, silky hands. He was no longer cold to me. Edward, for once felt physically warm with his touch.

"I love you," he said as kissed me. It was like nothing I had ever felt before. It was electrocuting in a good way. I could feel the passion: the sparks that remained between us. It felt good to finally be able to lock lips with Edward with as much passion as his without the fear of getting hurt.

"I love you, too," I said once my lips were free.