Prologue

A lot has happened in the last few months. But only one was going to have the memories soon. If I didn't make that decision then I wouldn't be in danger right now. My prince held his sword and stood, ready to kill his princess who couldn't do her duty. There was no way to win this fight. I couldn't win unless he broke free of the spell. What do you fight for when there's nothing else?

Chapter 1

"Please, Sweetheart. Please stay."

"Mom, I want to go. I need more trees to practice on." I stifled a laugh at my own joke.

"Oh, Bella. I wish you would stay. Tell Charlie I said 'Hello' and don't forget to tell him about your locket."

"Don't worry. Everything will be fine."

Renée was my mother. She was hair-brained and erotic. She's also a bit of a worrier.

"Flight 92 is now boarding," said the over-head speaker.

"Sorry, Mom, but I have to go now. I love you."

"I love you, too, Bella."

We hugged and then I left. It was a four hour flight to Seattle, another hour to Port Angeles, then a one-hour drive to Forks. In short, it took six hours to get to Forks from Phoenix.

When I landed in Port Angeles my dad, Charlie, was there in front of his police cruiser.

"Hey there, Bells. Good to see you."

"Hey, Dad. It's good to see you, too."

I only had a few bags. I could to wear tank-tops here, but I would freeze to death. Knowing that, I packed my winter clothes.

"Bella, that's an unusual locket you have."

We were in the car so I tell him without anyone over hearing.

"I got it three years ago."

"When you couldn't visit any more?"

"Yeah. It's…um…It's a long story. I was using this locket everyday, but now the reason has been banished so I can't use it."

That's how my story started. When the story was finished, my dad was surprised.

"So, you were doing dangerous stunts for three years?"

"I can hear your dislike, Dad. Besides, I was never in danger."

"You had no team, Bells. You were brought to the brink of death several times. You think a something new is in this town and you expect me not to worry–!"

"Dad!" I cut off his rant. "I'll show you what I can do when we get home."

We rode the rest off the way in silence until I turned on the radio.