Two weeks after Rosalie Hale's mysterious disappearance and Royce's death Rosalie's little sister is attacked. The result, she is dead. But what happens when Rosalie and her family meet up with a supposedly dead sister? And who is after her? Will the Cullen's be able to save her or will she end up dead. And more importantly, will she find love, or will she get burned again?

May 15, 1933.
Rochester, New York

I felt tears run down my cheeks, how could she leave me? My own big sister. Even her future husband died. He had been brutally killed, tortured to death. But he didn't matter, I just wanted my big sister back. I wonder if maybe something would have happened to them, like maybe they got into a huge fight? That's the best I can think of.

"Isabella! Come here darling!" I sighed as my mom called me.

She had not let the grief go, and it had turned her into some crazy woman who was much to cheerful, considering her daughter, her first born daughter, and her future son in law, where dead.

"I'm comming!" I shouted before picking myself off the floor and putting the picture of me and Rosalie on my night stand.

I rushed out of my room a second later before appearing at the top of the staircase and looking down to my mother.

"Oh there she is. Victor this is our youngest daughter, Isabella." My mom said to a middle aged man and a younger boy.

"She does appear old enough." Victor, or at least the one I thought was Victor stated.

"She is sixteen. Only two years younger than Rosalie was." My mom said with a soft smile. "Well dear, come say hello to Andrew."

I smiled politely as I walked down the stairs, wondering what in the world my mother was doing. I looked into the youngest's eyes, they where red. I wondered how that was possible, but I shoved the thought aside.

"Hello Andrew." I said politely.

He smiled and took my hand and kissed it, that's when everything fit together. The kindness from my mother, the age, meeting men. Everything. I threw my hand away and turned to face my mother.

"Isabella!" Mom exclaimed, outrage in her voice.

"Your trying to get me married!" I shouted, angry.

"Dear, you are almost of age. And I'm not trying anything." Mom said, acid beginning to fill her voice.

"You are dispicaple! Your daughter just vanished, and your still working on your socail life! I won't marry any one you pick out!" I yelled running up the stairs.

"Isabella! That is no way to talk to your mother." My father said, standing by mom.

"And your with her! I hate you both!" I shouted as tears began to fall down my face.

"I'm terribly sorry, we think she is still grieving." I heard dad say to the men.

I yelled in anger before I slammed the door shut to my room. I was not going to marry anyone they picked out. I knew that now. I quickly grabbed a bag from my closet and began packing my bags. I grabbed my dresses and stuffed them in the bag. I rushed over to my vanity and grabbed my jewelry box and make up before I grabbed my scrap book. I took one last look around the room and spotted Rosalie's Jewelry box, she had let me borrow it for the dance the day she had dissappeared. And there was no way I was going to leave it behind. I grabbed it, running my fingers over the smooth glass that took the shape of a rose on top. I smiled before I placed it in my bag and walked toward the window. I opened it quickly before climbing out with my bag. My feet hit the grass below with a soft thunk and I sighed before I began to walk down the street.

"I thought that was a nice show you put on Isabella." A voice said behind me.

I turned around and saw Victor and Andrew both standing there smiling.

"Go to hell." I mumbled before I kept walking.

"We're already there. And we believe your sister is too." I stopped at that and turned around.

"What do you know about my sister?" I demanded.

"She's one of us. But that's all we know." Victor said. "And your about to be one of us too."

I screamed as I felt a sharp pain in my neck. I fell to the ground, breathing hard. I looked up and saw Andrew smiling over me, a little bit of my blood dripped from his mouth. He Bit me! The nerve... I screamed as I felt fire going threw me. Victor and Andrew grinned at me before they picked me up and carried me into the night.

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