Chapter 1: Forgotten.

There was a time when I couldn't remember what my name was. I remember waking up from a slumber that felt as though it lasted forever. An awful void where I felt trapped and alone. I woke in the middle of the forest wearing a dress that was torn and ragged. I was covered in dirt from head to toe. Disoriented and scared I sat for a few moments trying to remember something, anything. But there was nothing. Nothing but a blackness.

There was something on the ground next to me half way buried with dirt. Looking closer I could tell it was a necklace or more specifically a locket. I pulled it from the dirt to see the name "Isabella" written on the front. I flipped it over to examine it better and found an inscription on the back. "Love always, from your Rose."

"Rose" I spoke the name out loud. And suddenly a face flooded my mind. A woman with long beautiful blond locks of hair that likely reached her waist. She had piercing gold eyes that were fierce but loving. I knew that somehow I knew this woman. Also that she was important to me. I just wasn't sure how or why. For some unknown reason that bothered me greatly. All that came to mind though was her face.

Suddenly the realization hit me. I was all alone with no memory of who I am or where my family was. I knew I had one though. Because inside the locket was me wrapped in that same woman's arms smiling at the camera. But on the opposite side was the two of us plus four other couples. I felt an ache in my heart. A longing to meet this beautiful golden eyed family. Or I guess re-meet would be the better word.

Quickly, everything hit me all at once and I was sobbing. Tears flowed but no memories came. Which made me sob harder. I cried for hours until I decided that I wasn't getting anywhere by feeling sorry for myself. So taking one last look at the beauty in the locket I refastened it to my neck. With new purpose and determination I stood. Making the decision to find this beauty along with this family and find out what I lost.

I ran and ran for days. I felt pain and hunger but I couldn't stop. I needed to find this family. The problem, I'd ran for days and still nothing looked familiar. Suddenly a wave of exhaustion hit me like a freight train. All the pain getting so unbearable I was then falling. A scream, a scream of agony and utter despair was all around me. I couldn't even register that it was my scream. All I could think about was that face, that beautiful blond goddess. Pain consumed me and the black returned. That awful void that I'd just came out of a few days before. But the pain and that face remained and all I could do was hope one day, I'd find this mystery beauty.

Rosalie's POV:

Nothing mattered anymore. She was gone. She'd been gone for a year. I've searched in desperation almost everyday. Currently on a pointless hunt. For blood that wouldn't satisfy the gaping hole in my chest. But alas, I couldn't keep searching with no energy. This was my life now. Desperate searching that everyone else halfway gave up on several months ago. Believing she would never return. But I couldn't do that. I couldn't and I wouldn't. My family no longer being able to stand the waves of despair and pain that seemed to role off of me had went off on their own hunts.

Thinking of nothing but her all the pain suddenly transformed into nothing but burning rage. A sound of a monster filling the atmosphere. Smells of wood and blood filling my nostrils as my vision faded and nothing was controlled. My mind on overdrive and my thoughts temporarily frozen I moved with nothing but purpose. Not even understanding that purpose. My body shaking and immense dread and a burning cold running through me. My vision slowly returning. Looking around and seeing nothing but destroyed trees and blood. I glanced down at my shaking hands and noticed them covered in blood and dirt.

A sound of self-loathing and pain falling out of my mouth like a roar from a lion that had just lost his entire pride. I looked at the pieces of the unlucky herd of elk that had crossed my path during my rage blackout. I was a monster. I was so close to heading towards Italy when my eyes caught the locket on my chest. I dropped to the ground pulling it off and carefully opening it to see my beautiful brunette mate. My Isa. My Isabella.

She had found me in a very dark time in my existence. She had taken that hate I had of still being alive when I shouldn't be and she'd made me love the second chance I had gotten. She gave me purpose. She'd turned on a light and made me aware of the beauty and wonders of the world around me. From then on everything was new and exciting. I'd never be able to repay her for the happiness she'd brought to me. Thinking of it made me smile despite myself a tortured laugh falling from my lips transforming into a sob. Lying down in a ball and letting the sobbing happen gripping the locket, just letting it out. I cried for how long I wasn't sure. But when my sobs ended I had a new determination. I would find her, if I had to search for a hundred years. I would find her. I would bring back my parents other daughter, my siblings little sister, and my other half. My world would be whole again. Even if I had to fight for it. Or even die for it.

Esme's POV:

Our family is torn apart. We were once a happy family. Bella had changed our family for the better. She'd brought me a daughter, someone to look after. Someone who was never weak but still more fragile than the rest of our family. She wasn't human. But we'd also found out not long after she entered our lives she was a witch. A very powerful witch. So no one had imagined she'd ever be taken from us. She'd brought more to our family than a daughter for me and my husband. She'd given my sons a little sister to protect and to cherish. They loved her dearly, and would protect her with their life. Of course they felt the same way for Alice, Alex, Rose, and Emilia. But Bella was different. She was the soul of this family. She covered us all in a light that seemed to radiate from her core. My son's seemed to watch her more closely than the rest. And oh did she adore them for it.

Bella seemed to love with everything in her. She rarely ever lost her temper and when she did it was never at people. She never wanted to retaliate with people that were mean to her. She was kind to the core. Alice and Alex looked to her as more than a sister, she was their best friend. She'd helped them realize they were mates and had encouraged them to follow their hearts. She'd brought them more happiness than they'd ever thought possible. Emilia, jasper's mate adored her as well. Bella had helped jasper find Emilia. He'd met her as a human, but she'd disappeared. Jasper searched for years. Bella had risked her life to find her and bring her home to the man who she thought of as her older brother. But she'd found her, and they had spent years trying to make it up to her.

Emmett and Edward were already mated. But Emmet had lost his younger sister as a human. And though she wasn't his biological sister Bella reminded him of Annabelle very much. He once said that Bella couldn't bring Anna back to him but she brought back very cherished memories of her. That was the best gift she could ever give him. For Edward, he'd never had a sibling and him and Bella were quite close. They connected almost like twins. They seemed to know what each other were thinking even though Edward couldn't read Bella's mind. They had their own silent language. They used it to their advantage even though it annoyed their siblings and mates.

Then there was Rosalie. Rosalie was cold and distant, and had quickly been drifting from our family. When Rosalie was human she had a warm open spirit. She was beautiful and she knew it, yes but she wasn't vain like you'd expect. She used what she knew about how to bring out the beauty in others and she used it to help them. She loved her life then. She loved the thought of having a happy family and growing old with her spouse and having children to love. When it was stripped from her unfairly, everything about her changed. Her open spirit closed away and she became cold pulling away. She was lost in her own beauty and immortality. But when Isabella came to us, she knew Rose was her mate the moment she saw her. Rose knew too but she denied it. Not wanting to get close, pushing her away. But Bella never gave up. She knew she could bring Rosalie back to herself. And she did just that. Rosalie, everything changed for her when she finally accepted Bella. After two years of being with our family she'd brought everyone together. She had completed our family.

We were now lost without her. Our centerpiece had been ripped away and we were barely hanging on. Rose was the worst she hadn't returned back to the person she was when she was changed. No, it was worse than that. She was shattered, everything about her racked with pain and loss. She only hunted when she had too. She spent most of her time searching, or just staring blankly at nothing, shaking. It wasn't just her though. I couldn't cook anymore it only made me think of how she wasn't here. Alice, she was the bubbly ball of energy. Now she had lost all sense of pep. She'd stopped shopping which was formerly the thing she loved most. Alexandria she had cut herself off from everyone but her mate. Jasper and Emilia couldn't be in the house anymore. Jasper couldn't stand the constant pain and sadness in the air. Edward stopped playing music which was something he shared with Bella. Emmett couldn't find humor in anything anymore. Couldn't lighten the mood, and he would often moan about loosing another little sister. Carlisle my poor husband, couldn't face his family. He felt he'd failed us all. He spent most of his time working at the hospital. I'd often hear him in his study pulling books off shelves mumbling, "can't fail anyone else, have to save as many as I can" it broke my heart.

So here we are. A broken family. Hanging onto the thread of hope we still had that our family will someday be whole again.