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PLEASE READ THIS PEOPLE!

Before you say anything I know I probably shouldn't be posting another story, since I'm still not done with What Once Was Lost, but I swear this idea wouldn't leave me alone, so here I am. I hope I can update frequently but I can't promise anything!

I hope you guys like this one and I really hope to hear your thoughts!

I know this first chapter is extremely short, but it felt right to end it there! Don't worry though, next chapters will be the usual length.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer does!

Preface

The short one suddenly froze in her spot and looked as if it were in some sort of trance.

This is my chance, I thought.

I lunged at it, ready to end its pathetic excuse of a life. I raised my blade and brought it down with everything I had. But instead of the heat I was expecting once the blade made contact with the vampire's hard skin, I was met with the unmistakable sound of metal clashing against metal.

My blow had been parried.

That's when I noticed the blade that had so effectively stopped mine from riding the world of yet another monster. I knew that blade as well as my own.

I looked up in disbelief. My stomach twisted into a tight knot, and my breathing quickened.

"Bella?"

Chapter 1

I was running.

I was running as fast as I could.

The storm raged around me, and I was completely drenched. My hasty footsteps and ragged breathing mingled with the sound of the pouring rain and were occasionally drowned by the thunder that echoed through the night.

I knew where I was. I knew what lay at the end of my senseless race. I knew, that no matter how fast I ran, it would never be fast enough, for I also knew I was dreaming.

All this thoughts ran through my head but still, I ran.

I ran past abandoned warehouses and empty lots, all the while, wishing I could somehow stop myself.

But I did, what I've always done every night for the past year. I ran until I reached the old junkyard and I could see two faint silhouettes, crouching in the distance, concealed behind a rusty old truck.

My gaze automatically shifted to the pair they'd been watching, the way it always did.

Two men.

Two vampires.

A raging fury surged through me as I regarded their crimson irises, fast movements, and deceiving smiles, and I hate them.

I hate them with every fiber of my being.

I hate them… for taking away everything I loved.

I let out a short breath and it came out in a puff. It was cold, but I barely noticed. I strode forward confidently, so I could at least catch a glimpse of the girl that had always belonged in my dreams before it was all over. I didn't bother with trying to hide myself. No one could see me anyway.

I took a deep breath and readied myself to watch the painfully familiar scene unfold.

The boy's green eyes search the girl's deep brown ones. They stare at each other for a second and she gives him a reassuring smile. He smiles back and shifts his position, ready to circle and approach their prey from behind. I know he's full of confidence now, the way I always was after she gave me one of her smiles. The girl's soft hand brushes his arm, the touch of a feather.

Be careful, it means. He knows it. I know it.

He gives her a quick nod and begins making his way around the various mountains and heaps of debris and rusted metal, he's careful not to make any noise. I know he's glad there's no wind tonight. Nothing can carry his scent to the monsters he's set his eyes on.

Meanwhile the girl watches, her eyes calculating. I can tell she's worried, but she trusts her companion. She always did. Then her eyes are on me, but she doesn't see me, she sees right through me, her gaze burns with rage as she glares at the two beautiful creatures behind me.

The hate in her eyes comes deep from within, but I know she's suffering, for the pain is there too for everyone to see, if only they looked close enough. I push these thoughts aside and instead remember the time when her eyes held nothing but wonder, innocence and pure joy.

Those were good times.

I want to tell her to flee, to run away and be free of the impending tragedy, but I can't, because it's a dream, and she cannot hear me.

I memorize every inch of her lovely face, and can't help the hand that outstretches to caress it.

But just as my fingertips are about to graze her soft skin, a vicious snarl cuts through the night, and the girl springs into action, blade in hand.

It has begun.

I turn around just in time to see the boy strike the second vampire with a swift but strong motion. It lies on the ground, face down and writhing in pain, his back's on flames. The boy stares hard and then plunges his blade right through the vampire's burning back. The fire blazes angrily and spreads despite the rain, rapidly consuming what's left of the creatures' body.

He's too distracted to notice a new vampire lunge at him. But the bloodthirsty monster's down in flames before it can reach him. The girl's standing between them, her back pressed against his, a strong grip on her own blade.

"Thanks,"

"Anytime"

Soon enough there's two more vampires in the junkyard, their eyes black with thirst. The first one launches forward and the boy takes him down with his sword. The eyes of the remaining vampire are immediately drawn towards both their blades and I can see his eyes glistening with a new light.

It knows what those are.

It knows who they are.

It moves fast, so fast that neither the boy nor the girl can do anything to stop him. He knocks the boy down and turns to the girl. Then everything's a blur and there's blood everywhere.

"BELLA!"

I just stand there watching helplessly as the monster takes the girl's bloody and motionless form in his arms and fleets away. The desperate and raw cries of the boy are drowned by thunder as the rain falls with renewed strength.

And still I just stand there, burning with impotence, waiting for darkness to take over.

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P.S. I promise I'll explain the blade/fire thingy next chapter!