Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight, not me.

This takes place in the middle of New Moon.

Chapter 1

The agony, the place where my heart should be. It hurt, so much that the hole should be visible from the outside. Every time I thought her name, it hurt even worse.

You could just go home.

It was true. I could go home. I could rush to Forks, the only place I would ever call home, and beg Bella to forgive me. It was a nice thought. But Bella deserved a life. Not a soulless eternity with me. A normal life. Without me.

As I sat, utterly heartbroken, somewhere in Europe, something happened. I suddenly wasn't there anymore. I was somewhere... but where? I found myself to be standing in a bedroom, where a young girl and an older man with vibrant red hair sat on a bed, holding a dark, black book in their hands. The girl stared at me, appearing as unknowing about how I got here as I was. The man looked at me, almost pitifully. His hair reminded me of one the vampires in the clearing with James... but I shouldn't dwell on that. The flashbacks came quickly now... Bella at the dance studio... Bella lying there, crumpled and broken...

The two people were arguing. I ignored their noises, both mental and physical. Then the girl said my name. I looked up.

"How do you know my name?" I asked, not really caring if I got an answer. All that really mattered, all that ever mattered, was Bella, and only Bella. Which was why, when the stranger spoke her name, I immediately listened.

How could he leave Bella? the girl thought.

"What do you want?" I questioned, now much more intent on an answer. "How do you know my name?" My next sentence was softer, almost a whisper. "How do you know..." I trailed off, not mentioning her thought.

Oh yeah, he can read thoughts. Hi, Edward!

The red haired man spoke up. I hadn't been paying much attention to him, but I saw, yet again, his look, pitying me. For what?

He turned around and glared at the young girl. "HOW could you do that Meggie! How could you EVER be so..." He couldn't continue and was obviously fuming.

She's brought another away from its home. He doesn't belong here!

I stared at the two of them. Their thoughts didn't even make sense to me. Making my voice as menacing as it could be, I stated, "I need answers. Now."

"Umm... I kind of have to explain something first," began the girl named Meggie. "I can read characters out of books. It may be hard to believe, but isn't it just as likely as vampires being real?" Her reference to my best kept secret stunned me into a silence. I motioned for her to go on.

"I just read you out of your book... or world, I guess would explain it better. I--"

The man with crimson hair cut her off. "She's taken you from everything. Everyone. We're stuck here unless we can find another author to write you back in. Sorry."

I suddenly understood his pitying look, as he recalled his memories of his past adventures. Dustfinger, as I found out was this man's name, thought of his 10 years in this world like my own.

"So... I'm stuck?"

"Yes."

It took me a moment to absorb all of that. Stuck here, never to see Bella again. Never to fill her life with my dark shadows again. I wasn't sure if that was a good thing. Good, I finally decided. But only for her. In which case, how I felt about the matter meant nothing. So what if I was missing my other half?

"Okay," I replied. back to my bored, toneless voice.

He got over that fast, Dustfinger thought.

"We've got to find an author," Meggie said. "I guess it's time for another adventure."

"No."

They were stunned into silence. But they started talking quickly afterwards.

"What! Don't you want to go home?"

I sighed. Obviously, I would have to explain.

"If I'm gone, Bella will be happy," It was the most painful sentence I had ever said. Well, not the most painful...

The girl's eyes went wide. She seemed to be sad. She opened her mouth to speak, but Dustfinger silenced her. I could still hear her thoughts, though. And what I heard wasn't something I wanted to hear. I heard her replaying my life in Forks. She somehow knew of everything that had happened in my life since I met Bella.When she remembered the part that happened when I was gone, where Bella had gone to an almost catatonic state,I moaned. Crumpled down onto the floor. For it had all been for nothing. Bella had been hurt because of me. If it were possible, I would have cried.

"What did you do to him!" Dustfinger demanded. "oops..." Meggie whispered.

They may have said more, but I wasn't listening. Realization started to kick in. I knew that I had to get back to Bella, as soon as I could. Even sooner, in fact. But for that, I needed these two strangers' help.

Now, I am wondering if I should continue this story. I don't know if people will like it, and so if you do, review! If you hate it... review! If you think it's 'different'...review!