I DO NOT OWN : SNOW WHITE AND THE HUNTSMAN.

A/N: Hallo guys. How are you doing? This is my VERY first story I have written for Snow White and The huntsman. I just saw the movie a couple of days ago and immediately fell in love with this pairing. This is my take on Snow and Eric's lives, but in the modern world. (2012) I really hope you will like this one. Tell me what you think in a review?

This is chapter 1. Here goes.

I woke up startled and immediately looked around my surroundings. Realizing I was in my room I relaxed a bit, took a deep breath and let it out slowly. I looked at the time; it was 1 AM. I listened to the sounds in my apartment, but I only heard the clock ticking and nothing else. It was dark in my room; I always liked sleeping in the dark but these last few nights, I was afraid to. But even when I was scared, I still turned the lights off before going to bed. These last few months I felt really uncomfortable in my own bed and apartment. I don't know why, but I felt awfully restless. Waking up in the middle of the night, afraid of something that isn't there. I don't know what to do with myself, I really have no clue.

Not being able to sleep again, I did what I had done these last few weeks. I got out of bed, put my black boots on, wrapped a thick and warm coat around myself and walked out of my apartment. I walked through the hall, to the elevator, got off at the first floor and walked out of the building. Wandering through the streets of my hometown, having no destination. I just walked and walked till I was tired, then I went back home. If you saw me like that, you'd probably think I am crazy or troubled.

I am, I am troubled. But the thing is, I don't know why I am this restless. I have everything a 22 year old woman would want; I have a job I love, a gorgeous and huge apartment, friends and family who love me, a boyfriend who's crazy about me. My life is complete and perfect. I SHOULD be happy, yet I feel the opposite of that.

There is an emptiness inside my heart that cannot be explained. I hide these feelings from the world, because if they knew how I truly felt, they would say that I am a very ungrateful person. So, I keep it all to myself. But this emptiness and restlessness was consuming me from the inside out.

My boyfriend Will is an amazing guy, but I am not in love with him anymore. Maybe I never was; maybe I was in love with THE IDEA of him. Will comes from a wealthy family, is very handsome and loves me very much. My friends say I am very lucky to have him, but all I feel now is a deep friendship for him. Nothing more, nothing less. What makes matters worse is the fact that he always says that he will marry me some day. But I do not want to. These past days I toss and turn in my bed, thinking of a way to break up with him.

But every scenario I think of, leaves him heartbroken and me feeling extremely guilty. So I postpone it every time I see him. When I wake up in the morning, I say to myself: 'Today I will do it'. But when he hugs me tightly and says that he loves me loads, those heart wrenching words refuse to leave my lips.

So here I am, still wandering the streets of my hometown without a destination. Just walking and walking like some nut. Then it happened! It happened so fast, that I froze at the spot. I was going to cross the street; the light was green. But I was SO DEEP in thought, that I didn't see a car driving through a red light! It was coming right at me, but I was too shocked to move. At that very moment, I saw my life flashing before my eyes.

But it was really confusing: I saw myself looking in the mirror. I was wearing a long, white dress fit for a queen. But judging from it, I wasn't in the 21st century. It seems like I was in a time, centuries ago. I had my raven black hair down and there was a crown on my head. I was still looking in the mirror. Suddenly I felt a warm and tender hand touch my right shoulder lightly. When I turned around, I was looking into the deepest, lightest blue eyes I had ever seen in my life. Looking into those blue orbs made me happy, but yet tears were rolling down my cheeks and my eyes closed without my accord.

In that very moment I inhaled deeply; his scent was intoxicating. It definitely was too much for me to handle.

But suddenly I was lying on the ground. In those moments that I was seeing things, I felt two rough hands grab me by my shoulders and pulled me to the sidewalk! Instead of thanking this person, I wanted to curse at him/her for disturbing my moment in a time long ago. Was it my other life? Is that even possible? I got on my feet, planning to scold who ever saved my life. But when I saw who it was, my mouth almost dropped on the floor. I, Snow W. Wilson, was gazing into the deepest, lightest blue eyes I had ever seen in my life.

A/N again: Hey guys. This was the first chapter. I hope you enjoyed. Will she scold or thank the person who saved her life? Was that a vision of another lifetime or just her heightened, active imagination?

Please review and tell me what you think.

Thank you. Have a good day!

:D

Ruby.