AN: I don't own the characters of Twilight.
Introduction:
Crack.
"What was that?" Bella thought. It was the dead of night and it was pitch black. The forest was deadly silent except for the eerie sound of branches breaking as if some person or better yet thing was just a little too slow in stopping when she stopped.
Bella was thoroughly spooked by now because this had been going on for quite some time. She urged her white mare, Fleetfoot, out from under the trees and onto the road. She could feel the first few drops of rain and looking at the sky, she could tell that it was going to pour in just a matter of minutes.
Bella was the only daughter of a farmer who had lived on the outskirts of the woods. Her mother had died when she was young. She had left to go to town to buy some beef for tonight. It was her birthday and they were going to have beef stew. When she arrived at the house, she found her father dead. Scared for her life, she fled into the woods and now she was starting to regret that decision. As you may have guessed, these woods aren't normal woods. Strange and wonderful things live in them, but Bella also knew that dark and evil things lurked in these very same woods as well.
Suddenly the bushes on the other side of the road rustled. Not wanting to wait and see what it was, Bella urged her mare into a gallop.
More worried about what was behind her than what was in front of her, Bella didn't notice the low lying branch until it was too late. The branch was right at chest level so when she hit it, it knocked the wind out of her and knocked her completely off her horse. It was dead silent as Bella started to fade into unconsciousness.