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So here it goes folks. My attempt at something other than a one shot.

I originally started this story on but I was not happy with where it was going. So I started over and I think I'm having much better results.

But of course, I do have to thank the brilliant Betas over at PTB, specifically EdwardsMate4ever and Starpwer31/Bella for helping me with this prologue.

And as we all know, all things Twilight belong to the brilliantly amazing Stephanie Meyers.

She stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves, waiting to hear his voice. She knew that she wouldn't be disappointed. He always spoke to her when she was being reckless.

Please, don't do this.

She knew the voice wasn't real, that it was all in her head. He was gone and he was never coming back. Leaving her alone in the woods that day had been a very clear message of how little she had meant to him.

But her heart cried out for him, though, and this was the only way she knew to be with him. All she wanted was to stop the aching pain in her broken heart. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and flung herself over the edge.

Nooo!

His voice screamed out in her mind but it was too late. She was falling through the air, her body weightless. She thought the fall would be terrifying, but instead, she felt exhilarated. She felt invincible.

Until she hit the water.

The water consumed her, dragging her down into its dark, icy depths. She could see the dim light of the surface shining above her and struggled to reach it. She kicked her legs as hard as she could, her lungs beginning to burn from a lack of oxygen. But despite her struggles, the light she saw above her seemed to be getting further and further away.

You can't stop. Swim harder, faster. You have to fight!

His voice called out to her in her mind, urging her on. She refused to die this way. She began to kick even harder than before, her strength renewed. The light above was growing bright, and with one final kick, her head broke the surface. She gasped for air, relief flowing through her as oxygen filled her aching lungs.

She glanced all around her, desperately trying to figure out how to get back to the shore. All she could see was the cliff wall looming above her, a testimony of how utterly foolish and dangerous her actions had been. What did she think jumping off that cliff was a good idea?

Then, a sudden chill crawled down her spine and she turned, knowing that the sight she was about to see would most likely be her last.

Bella…

"I love you, Edward."

Those were the last words she uttered before a giant wave picked up her body and tossed her against the jagged rocks of the cliff.

In the distance, a lone figure watched all this from the shore. A satisfied smirk upon her pale perfect face.

"Die, little swan. Die."

But her happiness was short lived. She watched as a giant russet-colored wolf appeared on the edge of the cliff. It sniffed around furiously and to her amazement, changed from a wolf into a man. He then jumped into the crashing waves below. After a few moments, the wolf/man surfaced the pathetic little human she hated so much in his arms.

Victoria screamed out loud in rage.