A/N: I do not own Twilight.
Prologue
I walked, slowly, into the ballet studio, a place I had not been inside since my mother made me take classes back when I was eight. A lot of things were different then; my balance and coordination gave me more than my own fair share of scrapes and bruises, but now…
My blood seared its way through my veins. The anger at the outright challenge issued to me and my new family had me seeing red. The hunter's ploy, saying he had my mother, failed as soon as he tried to coerce me into his trap. I knew where Renee was even if he thought otherwise… I have always known where my parents were, I could always sense their locations, even as a child… Plus…
"Hello, Bella… It's been too long since we last parted…"
James has hunted me once before… I smiled, a devilish little smile, as I turned to him.
"James…"
He flinched; I saw it, the tiniest, and most minuscule little twitch. I knew what surprised him; I could see it from my peripheral vision in the mirrors around me, my normally chocolate brown eyes were glowing. I wanted to laugh out loud, no wonder I was seeing red…
I watched him as he brought the video camera into view, a full out grin, filled with arrogance, upon his face. He thought he had the upper hand in this situation, how wrong could he be…
"I thought I would tape our session this time… You may have gotten lucky during our 'first' encounter, but once I saw you with your new 'family' I knew I had you this time."
My hands behind my back, a look of complete innocence upon my face, I slowly began to walk towards him,
"Yes…" I began, smiling up at him, "I do believe I will want physical proof of your demise… If not for the reassurance that you will finally be nothing more than ash, then to at least give me amusement, every time I watch it, as I hear your screams…"
The smile left his face…
I let the fire consume me…
A/N: Let's get this started, shall we? Feel free to review.