A/N: I watched a parody of Buffy V.S. Edward, and an idea clicked in my head. What if Bella was a Vampire Slayer, could her and Edward love each other the same way? So here it is, just an idea figured I'd go with it, we'll see where it goes. In order to make this story work I've had to tweak the Vampire's slightly. I will not tweak any of Stephenie's characters. But I will be adding other characters so they will be tweaked to fit my story. If authors can make human stories, I can make this one work. Basically you might be thrown off by some things, but I'm going to make it different and interesting, so I have to make my own fantasy world inside of Stephenie's. I hope you guys enjoy this, I can't wait to write more! Oh and Don't forget Bella's character has to be a tad bit different due to what she is, so I gave her a slight edge. I hope you guys like!

Slay My Heart

By Miss Jina

Chapter 1

Fast Cars and Vampire's Feeding on Animals

It was raining, cold, miserable, the sky line was gray. As I shut the door to my Dad's police car, I noted my surroundings. There was no warm Arizona heat, no beautiful sunshine in the sky, just the rain and clouds. The rain hit hard on the windshield as Dad pulled out of the parking lot. Dad was your normal average, every day Dad. He was handsome, tall, dark hair and a mustache. He had brown eyes just like me. Today he was all decked out in his cop uniform, he must have been on duty when he came to pick me up. He was the chief of a small town called Forks, here in Washington. I was basically forced to move back here after my Mother died. I lived here when I was a only a baby, then Mom left Dad. She made up some excuse that she didn't want to be stuck here in Forks all of her life. She wanted something better for me. So she took me and we left. I came up to visit Dad a few times, Forks wasn't the most exciting places to be, but I endured it because he was my Dad.

It has been a long and hard few weeks. The funeral was only days ago, still fresh in my mind. I wanted to badly just to go back in time and kill that jerk. Although that was the plan, that is why I'm moving to Forks. I knew he'd traveled up here, James. A cold blooded killer. If he were human I would have let the cops handle it, but he was far from being human. Far from being alive. What I'm trying to say is, me Isabella Swan is a pure blooded Vampire Slayer.

Once we got to the house, Dad raced around the other side to get the door for me. He opened it and I nodded to thank him. My once dry mousy brown hair, suddenly became wet and stringy. Dad helped me grab my 3 pieces of luggage from the back seat, and we bolted for the door. Dad knew none of my secrets, it was my Mom's Family who was apart of the tradition. It went back at least a 1,000 years or so. Dad never knew, not even when Mom and I lived here. Mom would come home late hours and I think that's another reason that drove their relationship over the edge. It was kind of sad though, Dad never really got over her, I knew deep down his love for her was stronger than anything. He still didn't have a wife, or a girlfriend for that matter. He lived alone, and I felt kind of sad for him.

He brought me into his small home, it wasn't actually that small, just smaller than what I had lived in back in Arizona. There was 1 bathroom upstairs, and my Fathers room and mine. Downstairs consisted of a living room and a kitchen. He brought me up to a familiar room, one that was once mine and would be again. He had bought me a new bed set that was purple. The room was nice and familiar, I could deal with it. The walls were green, and I had a few shelves to hold some things. On the other side was a built in closet, a desk with a computer that looked ancient, and a wooden dresser to match. My window was right by my bed. It had faced the front of the house.

Dad left the room and let me get settled. I didn't mind the space he had given me. We had talked plenty at Mom's funeral. She lay in a closed brown casket, unable to be shown to the world because of what had happened. When he asked me to move to Forks with him rather than live with my Mom's new husband Phil, I jumped at the opportunity. Phil was an okay guy, but he was gone most of the year playing baseball.

My whole life I grew up knowing a secret, it was one that I had to keep from my Father. There were Summer's and a few holiday's I'd spend right here in Forks with my Dad. Where I had the knowledge of things he didn't know existed. There were several nights I'd sneak out, kill a few unwanted Vampires and return just before sunrise. You would think Vampires would hate the sunlight, in this world it really didn't matter. Here in Forks it was shady enough for those who loved here to come out during the day. In Arizona however, night fall was when they had come out. So, from my knowledge there were definitely two types of Vampire's in this world. I knew other creatures existed, but what they were I couldn't be sure of.

"Bella I have a surprise for you" Dad called. I wondered what he meant by surprise. I had only been here for not even an hour and he already had something for me. Like giving me a roof over my head wasn't enough. I walked to the top of the stairs and looked down at him.

"We're going to take a small ride to La Push" he explained.

"Get what you need and come downstairs" he added. I really didn't need anything, never really bothered to carry a purse. There was no need, with some money in my pocket and my drivers license, I was fine. There was however a reason for me to carry a small bag. One that was purple and velvet and contained an important object. An object that would protect me, my Father, and anyone I knew. It killed most Vampire's, a stake through the heart was the perfect remedy, that along with some fire and you have yourself some barbequed Vampire.

I rushed down the stairs wondering what I was in for. The rain had subsided but that wasn't enough to bring the sunshine today. The clouds still covered the sky and the rain turned to ice. I carefully balanced myself to Dad's police car. Once inside I didn't have to worry anymore. Another car ride with Dad, and it was silent, not an awkward silence. Dad stopped at a light in the middle of town. I looked around the streets, it was a habit, always making sure things were clear.

Dad then pulled into the police station. I looked at him.

"Is this my surprise Dad?" I questioned. He chuckled slightly then shook his head.

"No, I have to get something before we go. Would you like to stay in the car?" he asked. I nodded.

"I'm going to get out an stretch a bit though" I told him.

I watched as he went into the police station. The Forks police department didn't ok like any station in Phoenix. It was small and looked sort of like a wooden cabin. I walked slowly out to the curb. Watching the cars pass slowly on the street. Barely any cars passed by, it was weird how quiet and secluded this town was. I felt like it was a bit too quiet, and something in the air felt off.

A gush of wind blew by me as a white jeep flew by. I stepped back slightly and something smelled weird about the car. Another car flew by me, this one was red. I could barely tell what kind of car by the speed they were going. Was it necessary to zoom passed a police station? Where were the cops who caught kids speeding in this town? Another one was about to zoom past and it slowed a bit as it reached me. It was a silver Volvo, very fancy and looked classy. The guy inside had stopped at the red light, and focused on me. From what I could tell, he looked to be a young teen like me, maybe 17 or so. He had pale skin and perfectly stiffened dirty blond hair. Something seemed perfect, but off about him. He had on black sunglasses. I looked up at the sky, there was no sunlight. Then when I looked back down to see him again he was gone.

"Bells" my Dad's voice carried over the sound of the car speeding away.

"Over here" I called as I ran back to the car.

"Sorry, I was stretching my legs" I told him. He smiled.

"Don't stretch too far, don't forget we have some wild animals running around" he said.

"Yes Dad" I said getting into his police car.

We traveled for a little bit longer and reached a small home, one that looked vaguely familiar. A red truck was parked in a driveway in front of a garage. I saw feet dangling from underneath. I looked around for Dorthy, did she decide to drop a car instead of a house? I got out of the car and noticed a man rolling down a ramp in a wheel chair. Then the wicked witch from under the hood rolled out. I laughed to myself, the person underneath was no where near a wicked witch. A young guy with long black hair and dark skin sat up and cleaned off his hands.

"Hey Charlie" he said. The man in the wheel chair got closer and said hello to my Dad too. I stood quietly by the police car, until he waved me over. I walked slowly over, the young boy who rolled out from under the old pick up truck was staring at me now. He had a dopey smile on his face, I couldn't really understand why.

"Bella, you remember Jake don't you?" Dad asked. I looked at the kid and concentrated really hard. He did look oddly familiar.

"I threw a mud pie in your face" he said with a smirk.

"Right, Jacob Black" I laughed. We made mud pies when I came one summer, and we both got a little violent with them. Then we got yelled at. He smiled at me, and I couldn't help but smile right back. He had boyish good looks, and handsome dark eyes. There was something odd about him though, something I could sense. I wasn't sure what it was because I had never sensed something so strong from anyone. The area he lived in called La Push, an Indian Reservation a few miles from Forks, gave me a weird vibe as well.

"You look different" he said to me. I looked at him.

"Well let's see last time you saw me, I was probably in a yellow and white sunflower dress that my Mom picked out" we both laughed together.

"Bells, what do you think?" Dad questioned. I looked over at Chief Swan, my Father, and then over at the truck he was pointing to. It was the one that Jacob Black had come out from under.

"What about it?" I asked. He smiled.

"It's for you, kind of like a homecoming gift" he said to me.

"An old beat up truck, great" I said with a smile. Dad frowned. Jacob looked a bit upset.

"Hey Jake, I love it really. As long as it gets me from point A to point B. I'm not one for fancy shmancy. Like the Family in Forks with several nice cars parading along the street" I smiled and opened the door to the truck. It was a stick shift, okay I think I can do this. Mom had taught me on a stick. It was a decent truck, and I actually kind of liked the vintage feel it had.

"A Family with fancy cars?" Jacob's Dad questioned.

"Bella, you remember Billy right?" Dad asked.

"Yes I do, thank you for the truck sir" I said with a smile. He nodded.

"Yeah, there was a nice jeep, a Volvo and a fancy…"

"The Cullen's" Jacob spat out.

"The Cullen's?" I asked. Jacob shivered at the name as I repeated it back.

"Stay away from the Bells, they are trouble" Jacob said to me. I laughed.

"They didn't seem like too much trouble" I laughed.

"Just listen to me" he said with a serious tone. I looked at Jacob, he looked a little angry. I heard something far off into the distance. It sounded like a vampire. It was a fast paced moving creature, I could tell. My ears were very sensitive, it sounded like who ever it was they were running.

"Bella, hello earth to Bella" Jacob waved his hand in front of my face several times. I grabbed it, and he looked shocked.

"Good reflexes" he laughed. I smiled slightly at him.

"Bella, Billy has invited us for dinner. Please don't make a nuisance of yourself" Dad said.

Dinner was good, Billy Black had some fresh venison and awesome mashed potatoes, homemade. I heard the noise again far into the distance. I needed to investigate, I had the urge to make sure this Family that provided me with dinner and my Father was safe. I stood up.

"Excuse me, but where is your bathroom?" I questioned.

"You can't really miss it" Jacob laughed.

"It's straight down the hallway last door" Billy shot Jacob a look for making fun of the house they lived in. I smiled thankfully back at Jake and walked towards the bathroom. I had my tiny purple bag on me. When I found the bathroom, I quickly shut the door. The bathroom was small. I locked the door and quickly looked for a window. They had an old white tub, that was very low to the ground. A blue shower curtain lined the tub. The window was small, but just big enough for me to crawl out of.

I carefully opened it, luckily it was quiet. I jumped into the tub and lifted myself out of the window. Thankfully it wasn't too far off the ground, but I landed on all fours. I could hear it rustling in the distance. I only had limited time before Dad came on a man hunt for me. I ran quickly through the wooded area's of La Push. It didn't take me long before I reached the border of La Push and Forks. I could tell just by my surroundings. The sound was getting closer by the minute. I could hear them feeding, it didn't seem quite like they were feeding on a human. I heard the squeal of a baby deer. Hidden behind a big tree was a dead animal. I walked over to it and bent down, the blood was sucked right out of the animal. It smelled really bad, and then as I stood back up and heard it again. I turned around and noticed something flash before my eyes. Another animal squealed with horror. I turned my head from around the tree and saw someone feeding on another deer. I quickly pulled out the stake. Why would a Vampire be feeding on an animal?

"Is someone there" he questioned. He didn't turn his head towards me. Before I could see what he looked like I hid behind the tree again. I was confused as to why he was feeding on animals. I figured maybe he wasn't a threat. My phone rang, and by the time I reached into my pocket to pull out my phone and look back he was gone. The body of the dead animal lay there all alone. I realized Dad was calling me. Shit! I ran back as quick as I could, it didn't take me too long to get back. I jumped into the window and landed into the tub.

"Bella, is everything alright" Dad kept knocking.

"Fine Dad" I said to him. I flushed the toilet and put the water on real quick. Then I opened the door with a smile on my face. He looked down at me with his arms crossed. I smiled at him. He looked at my clothes. I followed his eyes and noticed dirt stains on my knees. I laughed.

That night when I got home, I walked over to my window. I looked outside and saw the old truck sitting in my driveway. I had driven it home and would be using it to go to school. Tomorrow would be my first day at Forks High School. I was a bit nervous, it was a smaller school which means more kids to know who I was. Being in a big school was something I liked, I was invisible and no one knew who I was. Going to a smaller school would just make the invisibility disappear.

So tomorrow would be a new day. I crawled into bed after placing my stake into the drawer beside my bed. I left the window open slightly. The rain was like a soft lullaby and it definitely was making me tired. As I drifted off to sleep, I thought about Mom. I missed her terribly. She had been training me for so long to become what she was, a slayer. Now she was gone, because of one night, the night I decided to get mad at her. We got into some terrible fight about the stupidest thing. I was never the type of person to go out late, and the one night I did I got caught sneaking into the house. She was down stairs with her arms crossed on the couch. We got into this whole fight about curfew and Vampire's and how it wasn't safe for me to be out this late. I told her I never go out, and yelled at her told her I hated her. She told me she had some business to take care of and to go to bed. When I woke up the next morning, Phil her husband was downstairs with two officers. I knew what had happened, and I remember collapsing to the floor crying my eyes out.

I felt a tear slide down my cheek as I thought of that horrific night. It was all my fault, if she hadn't been distracted by our fight she would have won. She always wins. I found out who it was that killed her, he was a Vampire that had tried several times before. I had hoped that one day I would run into him again, to kill him for killing my Mother. I let a few more tears fall from my eyes, and continued to cry myself to sleep.