Timeline: Twilight time/Season 3 for Buffy

Chapter 1: Beginnings

Extremely not for kids, first paragraph alone. I very much doubt it will get nicer. Please take the time to read the following stories before reading this, to get acquainted with the AU's:

A Taste Of Hell - Twilight AU

Black Magic Woman - Buffyverse AU

Narrators POV

The cold night air bit hard against her skin. Her goosebumps spread like fire across her body. Under her skin, she could feel more fire, as venom spread around her heart before being vacuumed out of her body, over and over. Five of them watched while her body experienced new levels of pleasure and pain. None cared that she was close to cumming. They couldn't tell the difference between the two screams now. One kept lookout to make sure the wolves didn't catch them. Fortunately, the wolves were sleeping for the first time in weeks. They wouldn't be caught tonight.

"She's convulsing, should we stop", Bart asked, taking a break from his part. "You know the wolves could be on their way."

"Shut up about the wolves and fuck me already, I was almost there." Bella grunted. "Are you vampires or pussies?"

Todd looked up from her wrist, which was less a bloody mess than a trainwreck at this point.

"You heard her, let's finish her off" Todd snarled, and went in for the final bite.

"I d-d-don't think so mister, this was not the deal, and you know what happens when deals get broken." Bella was bluffing at this point, but she'd developed a knack for it, and the vamps knew better than to cross Bella.

"You heard her, let's bail, before she sics her dogs and vamp clan onto us," said a third, who had her legs wrapped around his neck. "I'm done here, anyway."

Bart threw a 50 dollar note and a gram of weed at her before he disappeared into the night. The rest were gone before she got up.

Just then she heard a familiar sound and got up quickly to get her shit together before Charlie's cruiser took the corner and stopped in front of her.

Bella threw her nights earnings through the passengers' side window and opened the door.

"Humph, nice tip, they told me they had coke," muttered Charlie. "I could use some of that, a day like today."

"Whatever gets you off, Dad; I had a great night, before my last group gave me attitude, that is. They sure knew what they were doing though, kinda hard to believe that they're newborns."

"They weren't Bel, I know you just enjoy an element of risk."

Bella scowled and grabbed the rearview mirror to fix up her face and hair.

"They were pretty rough, and I'm beat, we goin' home?"

"Sure are, just wanna stop by the diner.."

"Noooo Dad, that woman there hates me and some of your goons might be there, they always look at me funny, like I'm…"

"A piece of meat? You know I hired them cause of their ability to point out the obvious, right? Hah, I just messin with ya Bel. Let's go home."

That was Charlie's problem, he liked to make his and Bella's life seem as normal as possible by living in constant denial and insincere apologies. Bella needed a new life, but she was enjoying this one too much, and had no time in her life for shame. She did have time for secrets though, and everyday she'd go to school, her friends completely oblivious to the Bella they'd never see.

Charlie was one of the best, if not the most corrupt, cops in the state, and spent his days fishing for clients and bait. He was cleaner and, honestly, a better officer when Renee was still alive, but when she died 5 years earlier from a tumour, he seemed a changed man. He was given a long-term sabbatical from his job and had to see a counselor as he was deeply depressed and finding it harder and harder to keep control of his daughter.

He hit the bottle really hard, but he hated the lack of awareness and posture that this path had given him, so he moved on to harder drugs. When he'd convinced the local station that he was ready for duty, he hit the mother load, and was soon skimming evidence about three times a week.

He kept this hidden from Bella until she was about thirteen, when she snuck into his room one day and found a line on his dresser.

She had seen on TV how to use this, and feeling like shit as usual at this point, she concluded that she literally had nothing to lose, and got loaded for the first time that night.

Unfortunately, it wasn't cut very cleanly and she was soon very very sick. When Charlie got back from his shift, he followed the trail of blood and vomit to the bathroom, where he found Bella curled up against the bathtub sobbing loudly, stopping only to release in the toilet again.

That night, as he rocked his sick daughter and held her hair at the appropriate moments, Charlie gained a tiny amount of perspective, for the first time in a long time, and promised to change his ways, so he couldn't hurt his poor little Bella again.

However, she made no such promise…

Soooo there it is, thanks for reading and please review!