okay, so this is my first fanfiction. My idea for this story is to start off when Edward is away from Bella in New Moon and then continue from there. I have this story close to finished, but I want to know if YOU guys think I should continue. So please, review, anything you want, hate, love, flames, whatever, they're all welcome. I'm a big girl, I can handle it :-P. Thanks!

Chapter One

Bloody Rain

The rain was beating down heavier now. He pushed his wet bronze hair out of his eyes before shoving his hands back into his pockets. He was in Oregon now. He couldn't remember how he had gotten there, and strained to remember the name of the hotel he was currently staying at. He wasn't even sure where he was now. In some forest.

Forests seemed to be a great interest to him recently. Every state, every country he roamed in, he found himself walking through a forest. Just walking. He didn't want to admit that it reminded him of her.

But it did. He remembered every detail of the memories he had with her, running through the thick of the forest and into their meadow. Their meadow. He needed to stop calling it that. Any word indicating a relationship, a connection, between him and Bella needed to be avoided. Thinking about them being together only bruised his dead heart.

Suddenly, a strong scent met his nose through the thick rain: human blood. Looking up through his eyelashes that had raindrops stuck to them, he saw something. Someone. He moved faster towards the lump on the ground and noticed a girl lying on the floor of the forest, her tiny figure trying to curl up into a ball as the rain soaked through her skin. An immediate vision of Bella's wet body lying helpless in the leaves when he left her flashed in his mind. He pushed it away and ran over to the girl and kneeled down next to her.

He knew she was bleeding badly from the intensity of the smell. Blood seeped from her wrists and a pool of her blood was soaking into the dirt underneath her. It was easier to control himself since the blood didn't smell as wonderful as Bella's, but the immensity still made him quiver a bit. He squatted next to her and pushed her brown hair away from her face, noticing how extremely young she looked, no more than fifteen years old. He stared down at cuts on her face and watched her eyelids flutter and her face scrunch up in pain.

"Don't hurt me," she mumbled, keeping her eyes squeezed shut.

"What happened to you?" Edward asked her, raising his voice so that it could be heard over the pounding of the rain.

"Don't let him..." she mumbled again, her voice trailing off. Edward gave up trying to talk to her and focused his attention on her thoughts. He saw her being thrown against a wall by a man. She clawed at his skin and he pushed her down, dragging her down the stairs by her hair. Edward grew angrier as he watched her scream in pain and dragged to a small room that resembled a kitchen by her hair, and watched the man retrieve a knife from a drawer.

Suddenly, the visions vanished. Stunned, he looked back at her and saw the color draining from her face. She was dying, he knew it. Thoughts swirled through his head as he stared at her helplessly, and thought about Carlisle and what he would do.

"Can you hear me?" he asked.

Yes, he heard in her mind. She was too weak to speak, and saw her struggle to form words.

"Stay with me, keep talking in your head, I can hear you," Edward said again.

How? Edward heard from the girl. Her eyes opened for a few seconds to look at him, but closed again.

"Who did this to you?" he asked, ignoring her question.

Uncle, he heard, my uncle, he...

Edward waited for her to continue, growing impatient, "He what?" he asked her. But she didn't tell him. She showed him. The images made his hand clench into a tight fist until his knuckles turned white.

How come you can hear me? she asked.

"You don't have enough time for me to explain it right now, but..." he hesitated before continuing, knowing what he was doing was possibly crazy, but he couldn't just let her die, "What would you say if I knew how to save you?" he asked.

I don't get it, the girl thought in her head.

Edward sighed and pushed his damp hair out of his eyes again, "Would you rather die or live forever," he asked.

What kind of question is that? she asked.

"Just answer the question, you're losing too much blood, and I don't know how much time you have left," he said.

She was silent for a while, and if it weren't for her strained breathing, he would have thought she was dead.

Live forever she said finally, But how?

Edward ran a hand through his hair and saw her struggling and whimper, her skin almost white now. It was taking an enormous amount of self control to not just bend down and lick every drop of blood off her. He looked at her, and thought of Carlisle, and of his family.

How?! she demanded in her head.

Edward opened his eyes and looked at her dying body again before continuing, "Okay, I'm going to tell you something you may not understand or believe right away, but please, just stay with me..."

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