Author's Note: Helloooooo, peoples! I'm still really worried and weirded out about writing online, so give me a break, haha. I'm trying to work myself up to actually try and the site some hard-core Crayola work, but I know I'm not giving my all because I'm too freaked. Anyways, I'm over my little Edward trig and I'm gonna give the wolf pack a go. Bear with me? Send reviews and tell me what you think and what you think you'd like to see happen here. This first thing is in a female's point of view, most of the story will be, but I don't know who the chick is yet. Send a review telling me who you think it should be and why and I'll probably end up listening to you because I don't have the slightest clue.

Thanks for it all,

~CRAYOLA 0-0

DISCLAIMER: TWILIGHT = NOT MINE.

WARNING: THIS IS RATED M FOR A REASON. MOSTLY FOR LANGUAGE, BUT WE'LL SEE HOT IT ALL GOES. JUST…HEADS UP.

Prologue.

I look out the window at the dark sky, clouded up with thick, rolling, purple pillows. Thunder sounds around the small house and my hot chocolate shudders in its navy mug. Lightning flashes, illuminating my lonely, dark room, and giving me a glance at the sad reflection of the tear-stained, red-eyed face I call my own. I sigh as the heavens open up and bucket after bucket of rain pours down, beating the poor Earth to mud. I wonder if the sloshy ground will engulf the house, the state, the country, the world…. Nah, let's not get ahead of ourselves. It does engulf one thing, though: my mind. My brain turns to mush as I watch the ground liquefy and drizzle down my drive. The rain doesn't really bother me anymore, well it never has, actually…in fact, it suits my mood perfectly. I hear the door downstairs open and slam shut quickly, a groan of relief sounding throughout the place. I look at the door of my room through the corner of my eye, not turning my room. Bring the mug to my lips, sipping noisily at the scalding liquid, not minding my lips being burned. My tongue, however, recoils, and my eyes tear up. I pull the glass mug away from my now tender mouth and blink away the tears and pain. Empty. That is the perfect word to describe me, or at least how I feel, anyway. I feel so incomplete and empty. I'm missing something, I know it, I can feel it. But I also know I never had it before. It's missing but it never had a place in my life…yet. It's coming. I turn my gaze back out to the parade of raindrops outside and drag the mug slowly back to my mouth, taking another regrettable sip. Yep, it's definitely coming. A blur whizzes through the spaces between the trees outside of my house, and I jump, spilling the liquid on my bare thighs and flat stomach.

"Shit!" I hiss as it trails a red path down my legs. My watery eyes search for a towel or something to clean off with. Grab my robe off the floor and quickly clean off my hurting flesh, cursing the rain for distorting my vision and making me think I'm seeing things. "Damn it! Ouch…ahh…" I suck my teeth at my stupidity. I look back out the window, eyes trained on the trees, expecting to see nothing…. But there it goes again! I gasp as I see the dark blur. What the f- THERE! Two blobs of black blur pass in quick sucession, leaving me gasping. Holy…shit…. What in the hell was that?

A/N: What'd ya think? I'm beta-free right now, so don't mind the errors for now =/. Again, send a review telling me who this chick is. The only reason that this is so short is because I don't know who she is so I couldn't expain who the person coming in downstairs was or what her room looked like or why she's sad and crap…. GRRR! It's summer so I'll probably end up updating every day or every other, but that all depends on how quickly I learn who this female is! Let me know your thoughts!