Disclaimer: I own nothing in Twilight, okay? Stephenie Meyer's more than lucky to be its author. I'm just an obsessed fan, playing with the characters like Bella's Barbie and Edward's Ken – though Edward is much hotter than Ken ... When One Becomes Two plot is forever mine. :P

A/N: When the idea fell into my head, I've fallen in love with it. Haha. This might be some drabble or what. Unedited and unbeta-ed. So when I'm feeling lonely because I get stuck with BTLBL, this is my savior. :)

This is Post-New Moon and an AU of Eclipse, just in case you don't know. Welcome to my trying-to-be-crazy-and-funny mind, people.

Chapter 1: How It All Began

"Bella!" I heard Charlie call from the bottom of the stairs. I put my hair in a ponytail, and, after glancing at the window, trudged out of my room and into the first floor. From the stairs, I could smell the scent of something burning, and I groaned, hurrying to the kitchen. Why did Charlie have to do these things?

"Dad, I said, no metals when using the microwave." I sighed, taking the bowl with the spoon out with a potholder.

Charlie sighed, too. "I'm just trying to be nice, Bells. Here." He tossed a letter–from Jacob, obviously–in my empty hands. "Give him a chance." I scowled at that. He was the one who preferred to stay far away if I would be friends with the "bloodsuckers".

I turned around and muttered, "Humor me." I headed back up to continue my schoolwork, then. It was Sunday, and I hadn't completed anything yet. And it was all because Edward had kept on distracting me. Not that I was objecting, but I just couldn't bear being away from him after everything that had happened. He had admitted that he also felt the same way.

But, being with each other, we'd completely forgotten about other things. Like school and the pack. I sighed again as I thought of how Jacob was being unfair about, well, everything.

I glanced at the window once more and then at the clock. I'd told Edward to come a little after five so I could finish my work. He'd reluctantly agreed, but not after giving me a breathless kiss. If I'd really had everything my way, I would spend the rest of my time in my room, kissing Edward. Really, I'd be in heaven.

My father decided to interrupt my daydreaming. "Bella!"

"What?" I couldn't help yelling back. Couldn't he notice that I was busy? That he was robbing the hours his daughter wasn't wrapped around her gorgeous boyfriend? If Mr. Berty would scold me for my unfinished assignment, I'd blame Charlie. And I might throw Edward in, too.

I didn't move from my position on the bed. I just kept jotting down answers until I heard movement outside my door, and the said door being opened. I looked up at my father with a frown.

He looked slightly angry. "You didn't let me finish, young lady. I tried cooking dinner" – I snorted softly at the cooking part. Charlie glared at me – "because I'm leaving."

I sat up, then, feeling slightly guilty at the way I had treated him. "Where are you going, Dad?"

Charlie frowned. "We're heading to Seattle to help the police squad down there. The number of crime rates is pretty scary now, Bella. The government must act immediately."

"If you go, then who will be in charge of the great Forks Police Department?" I grinned at him. He just rolled his eyes at the praise.

"George will stay behind; don't worry. I'll never leave Forks unprotected." And if he did, I didn't think anyone or anything could surpass the Cullens or the wolves. So Forks was the safest place in North America. That was just awesome.

Charlie misunderstood my smile. He narrowed his eyes at me. "As for you, you're still grounded. Don't try anything funny. So help me, I'll know."

"Dad," I groaned. "You've got to be kidding me." I slumped back on the bed, not liking this at all. Then Charlie's phone buzzed, indicating a message. He read whatever it was in there and sighed in defeat while I tried to send the imaginary, looming, dark cloud away.

"It's Alice." I straightened back up, getting all hopeful. "She's asking if it would be okay of she invites you to their house. The Cullen boys are out again, I guess." My face fell at the last part. Edward left? Well, I would see. Still, I tried to keep my heart from breaking. "She wants you for two weeks." Charlie sighed and muttered, "Perfect timing."

"What?"

"You can go to the Cullens' place." I gaped, not entirely believing what I was hearing. "Bella, I'd be gone for two weeks, too. This is a good timing, and I trust Alice to take care of you."

"I don't need to be taken care of." I glared at him. He merely chuckled.

"Oh, by the way." He chucked a rectangular object on my bed. It bounced before staying still. "You got something."

"From who?" I lifted the box and gave a little shake. It looked like a book. That thrilled me and started opening it.

"I don't know. Anyway, I've packed and I'll leave after I put the bags in the cruiser."

I stopped unwrapping and stared at my dad. Even though he was being absurd, I knew he was only trying to protect his only daughter. Then I got up and hugged him awkwardly. He seemed surprised at the sudden affection.

"I'll miss you, Dad," I told him quietly. "Be careful, okay?"

He patted my head. "Always am, Bells." He pulled out of the embrace and grabbed his bags from his room. I tagged along, my left hand carrying my package–not sure why I brought it–and my right hand holding a small bag. Once everything was settled, Charlie got in the car and repeated my words from earlier. "Be careful, Bella."

I nodded and smiled. "Take care, Dad." Charlie shut his door and started the engine. I waved goodbye until he disappeared around the corner. For a brief moment, I wondered if Alice had seen this. I shook my head and went in, my focus back on the parcel.

When I felt around the package, it was a book. I sat on the sofa, planning to read the summary at the back. But when the paper wrapper was gone, I realized it wasn't an ordinary book. The cover was black and the title engraved in sophisticated-looking, gold letters made me shudder.

Sorcery.

What the? Who in their right minds would want something like this, let alone believe it. But my supernatural experiences had opened my eyes for every possibility, even unbelievable ones. I studied the book. Maybe it got intercepted? Maybe some weird, old guru would want to use this for her ceremonies or something.

I wondered if it had something about vampires. With a grin, I opened the book. It wouldn't cause any harm, right?

My eyes scanned the table of contents, and I got intrigued at the topic called Yin-yang. If I remembered correctly from my trips with Renée, then this was Chinese-related. Cool. I heard Asians really got some interesting myths. Well, I'd check it out.

I flipped the pages to the Yin-yang chapter. The pages of the book were black, and the letters were white and kind of shimmering. Another shiver ran through me. When I got to the desired page, it showed a giant circular diagram, separated unevenly in two colors; black and white. There were two dots on the circle; a black spot on the white area, and a white spot on the black area. I read the article.

It seemed like some darkness-light-make-balance thing. The qualities of the yin and yang were the opposite of each other, but together they existed in varying proportions in all things. The eerie stanza at the bottom, though, caught my attention.

When one becomes two

The world will see you through

Of good and evil

There'll be no balance

Then at the right side of the stanza was a three-inch space. I gasped loudly when words suddenly appeared. It said: Have you ever felt the need to be something you aren't?

Of course, I'd have. I wanted to be a vampire for a long time, just to be with Edward. To have him forever ... It was all I'd ever asked. Without thinking, I mumbled, "Yes."

I clamped a hand on my mouth when the question was replaced by: Say this, then. Cuando uno se transforma en dos.

I read it out loud, pondering why it was in Spanish–Edward was the master in this area–before I felt pain. I dropped the book like it was burning and shrieked.

Inside my body, in my core, it was like I was trying to be pulled apart. Like I was the rope in a game of tug of war. My eyes shut automatically while my hands gripped my hair. Every part of my body was aching! A vampire's transformation looked better than this. It was like my body was being chopped, burned, tossed ... everything. My head was starting to ache, too, probably because of the pulling made by my hands.

I writhed on the sofa for what seemed like eternity. I briefly wondered if this was what Jane's power felt. But I bet one million dollars this was so much worse. Another agonizing scream broke out of my mouth.

Where was Edward anyway? I needed him, and he was nowhere near me ...

Soon, I sensed like I was going to blow up. With one loud cry, everything became numb and black.

A/N: So ... what do you think, guys? Too weird? I'm so excited for the upcoming chapters because Bella will be very un-Bella, and I didn't like writing OOCs in the first place. But then, I contemplated and allowed it, haha. I guess it would be much more fun if I make Bella (or Bellas. *wink *) very OOC. REVIEW, REVIEW, PEOPLE. THEY CHANGE MY WORLD. THANK YOU. :D It's midnight, and I'm tired. Hope it's worth it.

P.S.: Who's up for beta-ing. Contact me. :)