Hey guys! This is darkriku01 and I'm usually a fan writer of games and this is my first crack at a book based fanfiction, which to me is the hardest to write. So please enjoy!!

"….." means talking

'…..' means someone's thoughts.

BPOV

"Bella," he said his velvet voice flat and smooth, "I'm leaving, I don't understand how it happened but I've found someone else." As he spoke I felt the old wounds rip themselves open with a vengeance as I began to hyperventilate.

"Edward," my voice was shaking so much that I could barely whisper, but I knew that he heard only to well. " You promised Edward, doesn't that mean anything to you? You promised me."

"I know, but I don't have a choice. The Volturri forbid marriages to humans and I can't bring myself to turn you or see you turned. And I don't understand this pull this other vampire has over me." He stared at me, his eyes not the smoldering topaz that I had grown accustomed to looking at, but a flat mat black that told me he meant every word that he said. I didn't understand how this could be happening again, but I didn't have long to think about it. I knew that soon the too familiar numbness would spread through my system and cut me off from the world and the impending pain.

"Is this what you want?"

"No, but I don't have a choice." He almost hid the pain that threatened to seep into his voice, almost. Then he turned towards the window and began to climb through it, but before he left he looked back at me and bide me one last farewell. "Bella, I'm sorry I've caused you all this pain, if I could make it so that we never met I would. But I have to leave now, and you won't see me again." And with that he slipped out into the soaked darkness. I stared out of the window that he had just left through and tried to process what happened when the floor suddenly rose up to meet my face. Then nothing.

The next few weeks were nothing but a blur of school, home and pain. The school was once again missing two certain people, one of which had been the very center of my existence. I no longer cared about calling or talking to Jacob, knowing that he would only be too happy that he had left again. I tried to keep his face from straying into my thoughts whenever I had nothing else to think about but that was nearly impossible. He was always behind my eyelids smiling my favorite lopsided smile at me. The sight brought tears to my eyes and stole the breath from me. But soon the fury, so strong it was blinding, began to replace the pain.

Though his face still brought tears to my eyes I began to hate him as much as I loved him. But there was underlying layer of guilt that ate away at my heart knowing that he didn't have a choice. As the anger began to wake me up I realized that mourning like this was stupid and I began to feel as if the old Bella was dead, replaced by an untrusting blocked off Bella. I started to close people off and dress differently. I began to skip over my original clothes for something a bit more out there. And my new clothes shop became a very dark little unknown spot called Hot Topic.

"Bella! What happened to you?!" Mike nearly shouted when he got a look me after the Christmas holidays. I could see the concerned look on his face, wondering what had happened to bring about such a drastic change.

"What do you mean Mike? Nothing has happened to me." Inside I was laughing at Mike's crazy reaction to my new self.

"What do you mean nothings happened to you? Where did all these…gothic clothes come from?" He had struggled to find the right word and as he found it he hissed it out.

"I like my new look thank you very much Mike Newton." And with that I walked past him on to English. Everyone was staring at me like I was about to kill them, but that didn't bother me. I had started to sit alone at lunch, which suited me quite fine because I didn't want to have to pretend I was all right or that I was the same. After school I ran to my truck and it spluttered loudly to life as I started it. I couldn't understand why but I was eager to get home for some reason.

As I pulled up into the driveway I noticed nothing different about the house that held so many now depressing memories. Sighing I got out of the truck and trudged up to the house. I opened the door to a sight that nearly stopped my heart. Sitting on my couch in my living was Jane of the Volturri. Panic shot through system and my breathing kicked up a few notches.

" So good to see you again Bella." She smiled a sly smile, as she looked me up and down. I couldn't find my voice to answer her as shock and fear still had me within their steely grasp. She got up and walked over to me stopping just two feet in front of me.

"Aro will be very interested to find out that you are still human Bella." Her smile turned sadistic as she probably thought of what would happen to me when Aro found out. "What happened to your Edward? Why has he not changed you and left you here alone and unprotected?" At hearing this a fiery mix of pain and anger ripped through me and I was sure that I was visibly torn in half by it.

"He had to leave, he couldn't bear to change me and he…." I couldn't find the courage to speak the last part. As if speaking it would suddenly it real to me, make it sink in, and I didn't want that.

"Well, Bella what do you insist that I do with you, Aro would not be very happy if he found out that I didn't give you a choice and killed your right away. What do you want Bella?" Her smile wasn't one of sympathy; I could see the sadistic nature behind those brilliant red eyes. But what could I choose either way I was going to be dead to Charlie and Renee, but could I go on living forever, knowing that he had chosen another? I think could bear it as long as I knew that he was alive.

"Give me two days to get everything here…finished and then please take me Aro." I felt moisture welling up in my eyes at the thought of how I was going to say good-bye to Renee and Charlie. Jane's face then changed, her dislike of my decision was evident on her face. Perhaps she had been hoping to kill me.

"Very well," she spit these words at me like venom, " two days is all you will get. Be ready by then." And with the second that I took to blink she was gone and I was alone. The silence was like a deafening pressure crushing my body. I figured that I would make a very special dinner for Charlie tonight as a subtle good-bye gesture and then I would email my mother. Numbly I got to work on Charlie's dinner and as time does with things you are dreading it speed up and Charlie was home in no time.

"Hey there Bells! What smells so great in here?" I remembered how much Charlie had liked it when I cooked his grandmother's version of stroganoff before and decided to cook that. During dinner I tried to keep happy and normal, well as normal as I had been lately. "So how was your day at school?" he was trying to keep the banter light. Charlie was never any good at small talk.

"It was good, we started on sense and sensibility to day in English, and Gym was canceled today so they could wax the floors." He let out a snort at that comment knowing how deadly my hand-I coordination or lack there of, can be. "Was the police station very busy today?"

"Not really, but then again I guess that's a good thing." He got up with his plates and headed to the sink then he came back and grabbed mine, something he doesn't usually do. "Hey dad…." I hesitated not knowing what I wanted to say. What I should say.

"Yea, Bells what is it?" He looked up from the dishes that he didn't normally do, I wonder if he sensed that I was stressed about something and decided to help out.

"I just wanted to say that I'm glad that I moved here and spent this time with you and that I love you a lot." I watched his face for his reaction and he seemed confused.

"Ok Bella, I am too." I watched him falter in trying to find the right words. He never was one for expressing himself emotionally. But instead of listening to what he might say I smiled, got up and headed to my room to e-mail Renee. I just gave her a brief account of what I did that day and then told her that I loved her. I couldn't think of anything else to say that would give too much away.

The rest of my two days went by in a blur, and soon I was standing in with Jane in the place that I would "die" of an animal attack. We took some of my extra clothes and smeared some blood on them, not my blood of course, animal blood. But I knew that they didn't do DNA typing here so they wouldn't check to see whose blood it was. Then she turned to me,

"Well now that that is done we have a flight to catch." Then she turned away and headed for the car she had gotten for the "human" as she had said. All through the flight I was worrying about what was going to happen and how I was going to be received at Volterra. And in no time at all I as standing in that same white room with Gianna still at the desk. Then Jane ushered me into the round turret room to meet with my destiny. Aro was standing in the exact same spot he was the last time I had seen him, but unlike last time I was alone and there was a new agenda to fulfill. His face immediately lit up as I walked into the room, no doubt anticipating the gift I as going to bring upon my birth.

"Bella!" He glided towards me but stopped a short ways away from me avoiding direct contact as much as possible I assumed. "I am extremely pleased that you decided to join us here in Volterra, extremely pleased." It still amazed me that his pale, transparent like skin didn't wrinkle as he smiled or talked.

"It was either this or death, and I don't want to die anytime soon." I answered trying to keep my voice level. It was very disconcerting to be surrounded by 'non-vegetarian' vampires without him being here. Aro came closer and I thought that he was going to do it right here, but he only pointed me to another door in the back of the turret room that I had not seen before, and escorted me through it.

"I figured that you would want some privacy during the transformation," he almost too kind and I thought that I saw a look of sympathy in his eyes, but I wasn't sure. I looked around the room and found that it was made of the same material as the turret room. In the middle of the room there was a bed, trying to make changees as comfortable as possible I laughed darkly to myself. In the far side of the room was a mirror, which to me was rather random. He then led me to the bed and instructed me to lie down. As soon I looked like I was comfortable on the bed he asked for my arm.

"My arm?"

"It is the least intimate place for a bite." He explained as if he were talking to a frightened child. So I extended my arm to him and winced as I felt him sink his teeth into the small amount of flesh. The next thing I felt was the most excruciating pain I had ever known. It felt like some was holding a torch to the inside of my veins and moving it slowly over the rest of my arm. I let out the scream that I had been holding seeing if I could release some of the pressure I felt on the inside of my body. I didn't know whether or not Aro was still there, and I didn't care I just wanted the pain to be over with. My vision began to go black but the pain didn't fade.

The fire had soon spread over my entire arm and started down my back and up my neck. I was beginning to feel little licks of flame on my chest and stomach. I didn't how much time had passed. Every second felt like an eternity, and my voice had grown horse from screaming long ago. The flame had reached my legs and my entire body was now engulfed in what felt like the fires of hell itself. But as suddenly as the fire had started I felt it start to fade from my toes upward.

When it finally stopped I was panting, and exhausted. I opened my eyes slowly with a small degree of difficulty and looked around. The room was empty, but I had a feeling that it wouldn't be for long. Tentatively I set up expecting the fire to come back, but it didn't. I looked at how disheveled the bed was, weird, I can't remember thrashing. I got up from the bed and set my feet on the floor, I finally realized that I felt different. I felt cold, and I could smell the stones that surrounded me. I could hear different voices that I was sure weren't close, but I heard them as if they were right in the room. I looked down at my feet and gasped, I was paler than I had ever been when I was alive. And the sunlight that was streaming in from the high windows were making my feet sparkle. I stood there admiring my feet before I remembered the mirror.

I walked over, amazed at how graceful I felt, and looked at myself. I could scarcely contain excitement. I was beautiful, my hair was still brunette, but it looked as though it had more shine to it, and my face was pale and smooth and perfectly proportioned. But my eyes had me confused, I thought that they would be as strikingly red as everyone else's, but they were the bright topaz. That was when it hit me. This overwhelming thirst, the need to have that warm salty sustenance sliding down my throat. The creak of the door opening had me whirling around at a speed that I didn't think possible for a klutz like me. Aro was standing in the doorway.

"Fascinating" I looked at him as he said this but I didn't see his lips move.

"What's so fascinating?" He stared at me caught by surprise, I bet that didn't happen every century.

"I guess I'm not surprised that you can read minds" he mused to himself as though he hadn't heard me. His musings made me gasp 'I can her people thoughts!'. This thought rippled across my brain for a few minutes as the gravity of this revelation sank in. It was funny but it made me feel intrusive and I quickly tried to think of ways to turn it off or drown the voice out. Then I heard him think a name that was new to me.

"Who is Edward?" I asked, the name felt soft on my tongue, like I had known him before, but I could not pull an image to put with the name. Aro looked at me strangely and asked me one simple question.

"Bella, have you ever heard of forks?" It was a rather strange question to me but I had not heard of Forks and when I told him this he came to one conclusion, that I had lost my memory of my previous life. He told me nothing else of Forks or this Edward, and I didn't inquire because something in the back of my mind warned me against it.

"Bella," Aro had a gleam in his eyes, they had gone black with hunger, " its time to feed my dear." He took me outside of the room where a group full of tourists were waiting, but strangely I didn't feel the initial pull to the humans blood that every other vampire felt, but when I saw that one of the tourists had a dog with them, my stomach tightened and my throat burned with thirst.

It was right about then that the other vampires had set themselves upon the unfortunate tourists and in the commotion I went for the dog, completely ignoring the humans. Pulling back the fur from the animal's neck I bit in and moaned at the taste of the thick liquid that passed my lips. Only when I had drunk my fill did I realized that it was quiet once more, but that everyone was looking at me. Aro came forward a puzzled look graced his features. "Why did you not take of the humans blood?"

"Their blood did not call to me." I said innocently, or as innocently as one could with blood dribbling from their mouth. I looked up at him from my position on the floor where I had fed from the dog. The others just looked away disgusted.

50 yrs later.

I opened my eyes from the passing of my very first memory after I was born. I was lounging around the turret room in my very own wooden chair. I looked around at the others who were gathered in the room. Glancing right over the thoughts of Felix the blond vampire he was flirting with I went right to Aro, Marcus, and Caius. They had been acting rather strangely lately and I wanted to know what was going on. Aro's thoughts were the same, usually about this Edward Cullen and his sister Alice and when they would join the Volturri.

This Edward could apparently read minds like I could, but he a limited distance. And this Alice could predict the future, both very interesting powers that peeked my interest. But I had heard his thought many times in the 50 years since I've been here, so they were exceedingly boring to me.

I moved on to Marcus who was focused on some small problem they had with a vampire that was loose in the town and hell bent on exposing us. Nothing-new there, but Caius surprised me. He learned to keep his thoughts quite guarded from me, but this time I could actually hear him. He was thinking about the second largest coven next the Volturri, the Cullen's. Specifically he was thinking of Carlisle, and Forks, something that Aro had forbidden everyone from doing. I made myself very clear I told I didn't want to know my past. My eyes narrowed at Caius' back.

'What has you thinking about that dreary rain drenched town?' I projected my voice into his mind trying to startle him it worked. Unfortunately this was my only form of entertainment, aside from moving things around with my mind when no one was looking and confusing them. His eyes snapped over to me immediately as he jumped. Bella: one, Caius: zero.

'Nothing for you to worry about you little monster.' Caius didn't really like me. When I was a newborn I accidentally threw him across the room. I was still not used to my strength and I don't think that he ever really forgave me for that.

'Aro wouldn't be please if he found out about this.' I tried to sift through his brain to see what was driving his thoughts, but he began doing that one thing that would get me out of anyone's mind faster than lighting. He started to hum a certain song. I can't place the songs name or where it came from, I just know that every time I hear it I'm overwhelmed with anger and sadness.

I just glared at him from across the room, though I knew I shouldn't be mad at him. I had invaded his very personal space. I looked around the room again and thought again of how monotonous things had become around here. I had been toying with the idea of leaving and going to America for a rather long time. And for some reason it just felt like the right time to tell Aro.

"And if you'll please join over hear you'll see the ancient turret room of the Volterra castle built in the early 1500s." The practiced voice of the receptionist came drifted through the air, telling us that it was feeding time. I hoped that some had something alittle bigger than a cat this time. I was the only here who couldn't drink human blood it actually made me sick. So I was stuck with animal blood. Aro explained to me long ago that that was why my eyes were topaz and not red. I got up and moved towards the door.

"Greetings from Volterra!!" Aro called in his singsong voice inviting the group of tourist in. I was happy to see that at least 2 people had dogs. Much better than cats dogs are. As the other began to feed I tried to ignore the screams and pleading thoughts while I quickly finished off the dogs. But when I was done I had no choice but to look at the carnage around me, bloody bodies lying around the room. Their faces frozen in the panicked looks that told of their last terrible moment of life. This was another reason I wanted to leave. I had had to look at this kind of carnage for 50 years and I was sick of it. I saw Aro wiping fresh blood from his mouth, I picked my way quickly through the bodies and was at his side in seconds.

"Aro I would like to talk to you if you have a moment."

"Certainly Bella, lets go up to the streets, I hear it is a beautiful night." We quickly made our way up to the streets of the ancient town of Volterra. No matter how many times I came up the stars never ceased to amaze me. I turned to look at Aro.

"Aro," I began choosing my words carefully, "I think that it is time for me part from Volterra and go to America." I could hear the thoughts that flew around Aro's mind, some panicked, some angry, some curious, some happy.

"What is it that you are looking for in America that Volterra cannot offer you Bella?" He probably already knew what I was going to say, but decided to make sure anyway.

"A change, answers, a lot of different things that I can't explain." Surprising Aro did react the way I had imagined. I know I had told Aro that I didn't want to know anything about my previous life, but fifty years of bloody monotony can change a girls mind.

"Then go if you need to, we let Carlisle go so many centuries ago, you are no different." I said nothing, just nodded and turned around to leave. I didn't go back to the turret room; instead I headed for the exit of the city and a car. The kind didn't matter as long as it didn't go to fast. I don't know why but unlike the other I had an odd aversion to fast driving. I could never explain it. I eventually found a coal black Jetta and quickly hotwired the alarm and the car. Soon I was heading out of Volterra into I world I didn't remember.

Well, that was the first chapter! Please tell my what you think by reviewing! I'm a slow writer and I'm prone to writer's block rather frequently so it might be a while before the next chapter, but I promise that it won't be too long!