*Okay well here the first chapter to my new fan fiction!!!!! I think I'm really going to like writing this! I also want to warn you guys the Edward may be a bit out of character, but not that much. And that the way vampires are attracted to blood is different too but I hope it puts a twist on things!!! Hope you enjoy…

Chapter 1: New Beginnings

I was driving down a wined street; the wind was blowing making the trees shake and send a shiver down my shine. All I could see was darkness other then the small slither of light that the shining full moon set off above my head. It was dead silent and I could hear even the smallest sound from the animals in the forest; the deer running across the land making twigs snap under their feet, the sound of bat wings flying above, the small 'hoots' of owls on the tree braches, and the crickets playing their sweet night song to the world around me.

I turned my head that was now staring at the man next to me. He was a restate agent or in other words, a very annoying, pestering man that won't stop grinning like a stupid idiot. I kind of felt like punching him, then we'll see if you'll be grinning with your two front teeth missing, I thought to myself with a smirk. The only reason I had allowed him to come with me was because i had no other way to get to the mansion and my bike was already there. He turned his head every so slightly and caught me staring.

"So, how are you feeling? You excited? Worried? I've heard the mansions in kind of bad shape, are you sure you want it? We're always here if you need it off your hands," he said, his stupid grin getting even bigger.

I turned my head back to my window and crossed my arms across my chest, "I know," was all I said and he fell quiet. I guess should explain.

My name is Isabella Swan, but I prefer that people call me Bella. I am about 5'5, with dark brown hair and eyes, and I'm in the middle of making a big decision. You see I had this Grandmother – who I had no knowledge of whatsoever – past away about a month ago. I discovered that she lived in a small town call Forks in Washington which I would like to mention is about 48% water and rain, 48% trees and forest and the other 4% are people; yeah its not very populated. My main reason for not knowing her is do to the fact that she was my mother's mother and since my mom died when I was three I see as to how we never had a chance to meet. Well anyway, after she pasted away she left behind a HUGE mansion, and I'm not exaggerating. It is said to have nine different bedrooms, eleven baths, and even two kitchens; I figured there's a little stretch of detail there. Though, the most weird part is she was there all alone, just her in that giant monster of a house. I've heard that my grandfather lived there too but pasted away a few years ago. But still TWO people, I just don't know. Maybe they liked there privacy…

Okay so that's where I come in. Once my grandmother pasted there was no one to take care of the house and it was suppose to go to my mother, but since she's died, its mine. When I first found out I was in a complete and utter shock. Me, get a house, for free. I thought it couldn't be real. At that time I was living in a very, very small apartment with just two rooms; I'm on my own.

My father worked as a police officer in my old town of Phoenix, Arizona. One day he was on duty and found a man dead out in the middle of the desert with a gun shot wound to the head. Now I know what your think – How did a dead men get to the middle of the desert, well that is beyond me, but getting to the point. When help finally arrived my dad was covered in the man's blood, he tried to see if there was any possible way to bring he back, but there wasn't. Although some people took the blood the wrong way, they stared to believe that my father had killed the man and tried to make it look like he had found him in the desert, and since the investigators couldn't find any other solid evidence on the body they framed my dad. Ever since then he's been on the run; for the past two years.

Now that was the story that my dad had told me just before he left, but for all I know he could of killed him. Although I highly doubted it! My father was a kind, caring, and loving people and would never harm a fly, unless his job caused him to be so. So for the past two years I've been working really hard on my grade in hopes to become a lawyer to help clear my father's name. This brings us back to the house.

Law school is going to be extremely expensive and although my first thought for when I heard I got this house was that I could finally have a descent place to live, I then thought, 'I could sell the house and with the money i could pay my way through law school!' But what I didn't know was that this freak sitting next to me would be involved in that plan. The company he is working for really wants to buy the property that the house is located on. They've been trying to get it for years but my grandmother never gave it up. Now they are pushing me so hard to get it they will do anything. They even said they through in an extra five-thousand, which did sound promising with the rest of the price, but because they bugged me so much I'm making them wait for my answer. I smiled to myself. Evil, I know, but that also explains why the dush-bag next to me is smiling like there's no fucking tomorrow.

I also have my lawyer following behind us. When we get to the house he's going to show me around. I had very little stuff from my old apartment. Just my bike, books, clothing, and well that's pretty much it, there's only so much you can fit into a two room apartment. I have decided that I would stay for a few days or weeks make a decision, but I was pretty sure that I wanted to sell it. I know that my grandmother probably loved the place but I really, really need the money and for what this house is going for I'd be set for a good six years.

I've also already decided that I would just officially move to Forks. I mean if I sell the house I can just buy a new place around here. I'm going to be starting school in two days at Forks High. I also have a job set up already for the time being; I my have this fabulous house, but I'm still broke until I sell it.

I was dragged out of my thoughts by an all too familiar voice," Hey, so Isabella-", I cut him off.

"It's Bella, B-E-L-L-A," I spelt out for him a little pissed," I've been telling you that for the past three weeks, yet it seems as if I'm talking to a walk!"

"Okay, Okay Bella, so how long do you plan on stay in the house before you decide what you want to do with it? I'm sure you know that we really want to have the property to build a new commu-", I cut him off again and narrowed my eyes at him.

"Yes, Carl, I am more then aware that your company wants to build a new community for forks up here; I've been hearing that for the past three weeks and I'm kind of getting tired of it. And no I do not know how long it will take to make my decision, but I sure as hell will take as much time as I want," I said though clutched teeth. Okay I was more then a little pissed. That is the same damn question I've heard over and over again and I'm sick of it. I've already told them that there is little chance of me keeping the house but give me a brake, let me check it out for gosh sake.

Carl looked at me with a shocked expression, but then broke into another smile. I wanted to smack it right off his face. "Take as much time as you need Isabella. We will be ready when you are."

I was about to punch him right in the gut when we turned a sharp right and there it was. Illustrated by the moonlight, it looked like the type of place you would see in one of those early 1900's black and white movies. It was truly beautiful. It looked to be about three stories high, the outside of it had paneling on the entire exterior of the house, a dark blue. There had to be a least twenty different windows just on the front of it, all having shutters on each side of them. The roof was long and narrow with black shingles all a long it. The front door had to be one of the biggest doors to a house I've ever seen. It was a very dark wood with different designs curved all into it, but I was to far away to see what the designed looked like. There were several bushes and plants along the perimeter of the house and to top it all off it was surrounded by a giant iron gate all the way around.

As we finally made it up the extremely long driveway and passed the iron gate, that just so happened to be unlocked, I was able to make out smaller details. I could tell way some people told me that it was kind of in bad shape. Part of the ceiling had fallen in, there were a few broken windows and some were just covered with wood, and from what I could tell some of the paneling was falling off the side of the house, but still beautiful.

I was studying every detail of the house; trying to soak everything in when out of the corner of my eye I see the curtain in one of the windows move. I was staring at it and then decided that it must have just been the wind.

We finally came to a stop about twenty yards from the house. I was eager to look at the house more closely, but I was also eager to get out of the car with this pest. I unbuckled my seat beat, open the car, and jumped out. I swayed back and forth trying to regain the feeling in my legs. When I was finally standing straight I held my head high and took a deep breath. The air in Forks was very moist and had a very strong scent of pine in it. I could get use to it, I thought. It may not be sunny Phoenix, but I'll live.

I felt a small tap on my shoulder. I turned and saw my lawyer, Mr. Banner. "So Bella what do you think of the place?"

"I think it's beautiful, although it could use a little fixing up, but still beautiful," I said taking in the house again.

"Well, I know that you'll be staying here for a little while, we had some food brought over for you. I'd also like to give you a tour of everything, just so you know," he said in a calm tone.

"Thanks I'd really appreciate it."

"No problem now shall we make our way inside, I think it's going to rain soon." I looked up at the sky. Even though it was night out I could still see all the puffy grey clowns above. I nodded my head and headed for the door, Mr. Banner and the parasite following close behind, really to start a new beginning… And as if on cue the first raindrop hit my head.

Alice's POV

"Five minutes," I whispered, but I know everyone could hear me. I was standing in front of a window on the second story of the house looking down of the long, narrow driveway. I was looking forward to having Bella come to the house. Although, I was still worried about her reaction to us being here.

At that very moment my world went bark for a second and then I was running. Well it wasn't really me, but me seeing though someone else's eyes. I was stumbling over sticks and rocks running through the forest. I could hear a fast sound swift past my ear and I was suddenly stopped died by an obstacle. The figure was blurry and I couldn't make it out.

The next thing I knew it was completely black but I still heard the ear piercing scream of agony. Then I was suddenly back in the room on the second story of the house. I heard the door behind me open and I turned around. "I saw the whole thing. What was that suppose to mean?" I was able to answer when I saw a black BMW driving up the driveway.

"We'll just have to find out," and I left the room ready to greet our new guest.

*Hey how do you like it?!? I know that it did have that much going on in it but I needed to get Bella's story out there for everyone to understand. I really hoped you liked it!!!! Please review and tell me how you feel and if any one would like to make suggestions I'm all ears!!!! Thanks! Oh yea, you can also check out my other fan fic: "Timeless"!