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Prologue...

"Billy…" Renee pleaded, "Don't do this; I'm not ready to be alone." Her hands gripped his immaculate sleeves tightly, and her wide brown eyes stared pleadingly at his stone-like form.

"I have to, you know this Renee. You keep aging and I'm not…" His eyes were sad and his thin mouth was drawn in a tight frown. "What we have," he murmured as he pulled Renee close to his warm body. "Is lovely and wonderful, but the way Charlie feels about you...that's like magic."

"No," She begged pulling on his sleeve once again. "Why should I care about what Charlie feels for me? He's nothing but a dead beat cop who works all the time! I love you! Don't make me leave-why so soon?"

Softly, he pulled her lips to his, his mouth covering hers in a gentle kiss. "You know it's time. I don't want to feel the pain as I watch you grow older."

"I understand."

He sighed and ran a hand through his thick black hair. "Go back to Charlie. Tell him the baby is his."

"But it's not his!" She lashed out, her full lips pursed in a deep sneer. "You know it isn't his baby! Are you…are you just going to abandon your child?" The last words were a whimper.

"I know that the child is mine." He told her sharply, lightly he shook her shoulders. "But I can't claim it. You know how the Elders would feel."

"Fine," She growled. "But this, the rejection of our child, is something I'll never forgive you for." She pulled sharply away from him, her body intent on storming out.

"Renee, please!" Billy pleaded. "You must understand, the baby will be my child, in my heart it will be my child; but you know I cannot claim it, and you must leave it at that. I love you, and if I could I marry you I would, but I can't; you have to accept that." He pulled her close once more, their lips coming together once again. "You must go. Please, make Charlie happy," He told her.

Begged really.

With a mournful glance, Renee swiftly removed herself from Billy Black's home; he was left alone, to stare at the retreating back of the mother of his child and the love of his life.


Seventeen years later: Edward's goodbye...

"Bella we're leaving," Edward told me, his eyes were cool and distant. It was late in the afternoon, directly an hour after school. I had come home after a week of silence from Edward, my vampire boyfriend, to find him waiting for me in my driveway. He had asked me to go for a walk, and like a naive fool I had accepted, desperately hoping that he would be apologizing for our lack of contact over the past week.

I was mistaken.

A fact that was beginning to be pushed to the front of my mind as our intense-emotional on my part-conversation continued.

Trying to gain something, see something on his face I replied; "I'll go with you."

"No." His answer was absolute, unchangeable.

Shocked, the truth began to sink in;"You don't want me to go with you?" He nodded in ascent. "You—don't want me?" The answer was so obvious now, the lack of phone calls, and the distant expressions. This must have been going on for quite some time, the incident at Edwards home just made it easier for him to admit.

He was silent for a moment before he spoke. "Bella, I am not human."

"I know that, but I thought-,"

"I do not wish to continue to pretend either!" He nearly shouted at me, his face finally showing a flicker of emotion. Annoyance.

"You're breaking up with me?" I asked him, my heart was beginning to break. Jesus this was horrible, I wished now that I had never agreed to walk with him in the forest. This...unfeeling person in front of me was unknown to me, was unrecognizable to me. I couldn't take it.

Edward was deadly silent.

"Just go," I finally whispered. "I can't-I don't-," I couldn't complete the words, couldn't tell him in my mundane human ways that I was going to break.

"Promise me something." He whispered, his amber eyes were bright, and his perfect mouth was drawn in a tight line. He drew near to me, his sweet breath fanned my face; I wanted him to kiss me, just one last time, an intense, emotionally included kiss.

"Promise me you'll stay safe," his demand bringing me back to my senses and my backbone back into reality. I was silent, neither promising nor denying; I wanted nothing more to do with him, his face was beginning to make me disgusted.

"Promise me Bella!"

"Fine," I snapped at him. "Just leave, please."

He stepped towards me and kissed my forehead, his breath caressing my hairline, I inhaled sharply.

"Goodbye." He whispered, and then he was gone, vanishing into the night on silent feet.

Instantly disgust at myself I whispered out a fierce "I hate you," to his retreating back, before I turned away from the forest and headed back to my home.


The End of Jacob and Bella's Friendship...

I had driven in the rain, with my hydroplane tires, to Jacob's home. Desperate for some sort of answer; why he wouldn't return my phone calls, why he was suddenly hanging out with Sam Uley.

The only answer he would give me was; "Bella, we can't be friends anymore."

"What?" I asked. Jacob was acting just like Edward had; completely disgusted with me, annoyed by my mere presence, and possibly beginning to hate me.

Stupidly, I asked him a question I thought was legitimate enough to be voiced. "Why? Doesn't Sam let you have other friends?"

Apparently it wasn't.

"Stop blaming Sam!" He shouted at me, his body was beginning to shake; he appeared to be fighting for some scrap of unknown control.

My idiocy seemed to know no bound and I reduced myself to begging. "Please, Jacob! Don't do this to me now." I could feel tears, even with the rain, falling from my eyes. Slowly, clumsily, I pushed my soaking hair out of my eyes. "Maybe if you gave me some more time I could feel differently about you! Just please, don't give up on me."

A hoarse laugh pushed itself out of his throat and he went to grab at strands of hair that had been shaved to his scalp. He growled in annoyance, and then he looked at me with those eerily warm black eyes. "Oh, God, Bella, it's not you it's me." He was shaking again, though not from the freezing rain it seemed. "I'm not good for you!"

Painfully, I laughed outright, my face contorting in to an expression of utter pain. "Good line, Jake!" Jacob winced. "You must have practiced that in the mirror!" I was sobbing now; my body shaking with ragged breaths.

Jacob didn't seem to notice though, in fact, it looked like he wanted to get away from me desperately.

Was I hated so much?

I knew suddenly, that Jacob was going to leave; I was never going to see him again. "Please," I begged him before he began to walk away. "You can't just-just leave me!" I felt like sinking into oblivion and never waking up. "You're all I have left! My only friend!"

"Goodbye, Bella."


The Change...

I came home from work-Newton's Hardware-feeling sick and overheating like a furnace.

"Hey Bells," Charlie said coming out of the kitchen. "Your home early!" His voice sent a sharp pain through my headache induced brain, and I growled at him to be quiet.

"I don't feel too good." I told him going over to plop down on the orange couch. I threw my hand over my eyes, blocking out the sun's bright rays.

Charlie came over and felt my forehead, almost immediately; a worried expression replaced his gruff frown. "You feel hot, darlin'," He said. "Maybe I should call the doctor."

"No, it's just a cold, I'll sleep it off." I reached up to touch his face only to find that my hand was shaped like a paw with dagger sharp claws. I went to pull back away from him, only to end up slicing his face; blood ran everywhere.

"Daddy?" I tried to mumble, but it came out as a growl. My claws continued to slash his face and body until I rained in the urge to stop. Daddy..., I moaned in my mind. I could sense in some weird way that my father had just died. No, it wasn't because I had slashed him to death, but I could hear his heartbeat stop.

I had to get out of the house, leave, run away; whatever it was, I just needed to get out. Growling like a wolf, I dashed to the front door, barreling into it, forcing it to open; my large white frame taking a chunk out of the house as I went.

I didn't really know where I was going.

But because of the monstrosity I had become, my father was dead.


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