A New Beginning!
Summary: Bella moves to Forks after witnessing her parents' unusual murder. What happens when she finds out that the murderers were vampires?
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. Isn't it obvious? Probably…
Dedication: This entire story is dedicated to ClumsyBird92 even though she claims to have given up on it.
Co-writer: ClumsyBird 92, though not so much past chapter 9.
Beta-Reader: TheBadassRoza, though not so much past chapter 9.
(A/N) Hey there, all my readers! Just a quick little note. This is my first Twilight fanfic ever! So be nice! Okay, so I'd like to dedicate this one to a very special friend of mine, TrippingAngel390623, for nagging me constantly to write this for her. So, yeah, luv ya, Cae! And that's coming from the heart of this no-life person …
Chapter 1: Memories
As I look out the rain-splattered window of Charlie's cruiser, I remember the reason I came to Forks in the first place.
"Bella, isn't this great?" Renée enthused about the party she'd thrown, marking the end of summer. She was looking at me expectantly.
"Yeah," I managed to say, trying to sound excited, "It's perfect for Phil." Phil was my step-dad, always busy with one thing or another, so I was surprised he even made it to his party.
"It's not for Phil." Renée laughed like she always does when she's trying to give me a gift one way or another. "Bella, it's for you. It's a farewell to summer kind of party."
"Well, it's great for Phil either way," I confirmed my previous statement with a small smile.
"Just try to enjoy yourself. Mingle a little bit, chat with friends, just please try to enjoy yourself," Renée pleaded with me, "For me? For Phil? It was mostly his idea."
"Alright, I'll try to enjoy myself," I caved, "For you – yes. But for Phil? Maybe."
"How about for me, kiddo?" came a voice I was very familiar with.
I turned from my smiling mother and saw Charlie walking in from the already crowded backyard. "Dad!" I exclaimed in surprise as he walked up to me, "I wasn't expecting to see you."
"Well, your mom called and told me to come here as a surprise," Charlie explained with a smile and we hugged quickly before I turned to hug Renée, too.
"Thanks," I said, "That's really… nice."
"You're welcome, honey," Renée told me and pulled back a bit, "Why don't you and Charlie go out in the back and talk to our guests?"
"Come on, Bell," Charlie said and we walked out into the backyard to join the party.
After a while of talking to the few friends I had from school and most of my cousins, I realized Renée hadn't emerged from the house yet. So, I found Charlie talking to one of my friend's parents and pulled him aside.
"Dad?" I stated a little worried, "Where's mom? She was supposed to be out here a while ago."
"I haven't seen her either, but I'm sure everything's fine," he answered, "She's probably getting Phil ready to come out." There was something in his tone of voice when he spoke Phil's name that suggested a tiny bit of anger or something I couldn't quite tell.
"Well, I'm going inside to see what's going on," I explained, "I'll be back in a bit." I turned to walk toward the house, but Charlie grabbed my arm to stop me.
"I think you should wait," he warned me quietly so no one else would hear, "They might want their privacy so they can… be alone."
I smiled sort of and shook my head. "I'll be careful." I broke free of his grip and kept walking toward the house.
"Okay, but I warned you." Charlie shrugged, but I just ignored him.
When I got inside, I called for Renée, but I didn't get an answer. So, I called for Phil. Still, no answer. What was going on? I walked towards the bedrooms, but I couldn't find anyone. The last room I walked up to was Renée's and Phil's room. Why they couldn't have separate rooms, I'd never know. I couldn't hear anything from the other side, so I opened the door slowly and when it was open enough to see inside, I saw two gorgeous pale people standing in there.
There was a woman who looked so elegant the way she stood – it was distinctly cat-like. Her long hair was a brilliant orange that stuck out wildly, but her whole presence was beautiful, if not scary. There was a man in there, too, and he was just as beautiful as the woman was. He had short, light brown hair that was cropped.
I didn't recognize either of them, so I wondered who they were. I was about to go into the room and ask them who they were, but then I saw it. The woman was biting Phil's neck while the man was biting Renée's. I stood there shocked. Phil and Renée were limp in their arms and it didn't look good. I gasped and the two turned to look at me – their deep burgundy eyes looking sinister and disturbing.
I quickly realized they weren't invited. I froze up in shock. The only thing I could do was scream at the top of my lungs. The moment I did, they stiffened and jumped out the open windows. It was a movement so quick, I wasn't even sure I saw it. Charlie was by my side as soon as humanly possible.
"What's wrong?" he asked and then he saw it, too. He opened the door and saw Renée and Phil on the floor – motionless – with two holes in the side of their necks that looked like a bite mark that wasn't human. I stopped screaming in just enough time for Charlie to go over to them and feel their pulses. Then he turned around and said, "They're dead."
Those were the days when I was normal, social, and enjoyed surprises and receiving gifts. I shiver at the memory and cringe as I remember what I'd learned after the incident. I learned something no one else knew about the murder I'd witnessed. Because I'd discovered only such things as vampires suck blood and that was definitely what I'd witnessed.
So, I'd looked up vampires. Searching through the information, I'd found a certain coven of vampires called the Volturi. It was supposedly one of the biggest covens ever to exist and they were in charge of keeping order in the vampires' existence and making all the rules.
They reside somewhere in Italy. Volterra, it said. That was the core of all vampire-kind, so if they went down, all vampires would go down with them. Since I now know they walk with us humans, I am even more determined to avenge my mom.
Charlie turns around and tells me that we've arrived at his house. I just nod and step outside into the rain. I realize the weather fits my dreary mood, but I grab my stuff and Charlie helps me to move it all into the house. Here I am. My new life. Forever.
(A/N 2) Hey, again…It's this crazy author who has just finished the first chapter of this story that's title will probably be changed when I can think of a better one. So, I have to thank TrippingAngel390623 for holding back and not peeking over my shoulder as I typed this (as often as you would have like, Cae) even though it pained her to resist. My hero. So, yeah, I hope she likes this! And I hope everyone else luvs it too! So, yeah, review!
EDIT:
Well, aside from the fact that TrippingAngel390623 is now ClumsyBird92 and is furthermore no longer interested in this story (as she so plainly put, she "gave up on it" because I took too long… which I did, so I can't fault her there)… I think it's alright for me to say that this is the 10th thing I posted to my account and it's the first Twilight thing I've written, too. *sigh*
I'm pretty proud of it… and it's sort of a parody of the Twilight series (because I can't stand it), though I'm glad to see that a lot of people like this story. I'm just sorry I don't update often enough for you all. *ducks head in embarrassment* So, I figured I should also mention that this story has become part of my New Year's "spring cleaning" binge. I didn't do all that much, but I definitely fixed grammar, some formatting, and the usual stuff. Ya know… Words. =/
Original Post: 9/8/08
Revised: 10/27/11
Reposted: 10/30/11