AN: Well, well, well. My co-writer of this story, alibubba22, and I, Vampire-Girl1992, are pleased to present to you All's Fair in Love and War, a war epic/love story involving our favourite twilight characters! As this is our first shot at writing a Fan Fiction, please be patient with us and don't review TOO harshly, as we are doing the best we possibly can! So, without further ado, here is All's Fair in Love and War!

DISCLAIMER: WE DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT, OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS FOR THAT MATTER. AS MUCH AS WE WOULD LIKE TO OWN EDWARD, WE DON'T. BUT WE DO OWN THIS FABULOUS PLOT!

BPOV

If there were a word in the English language that I hate the most, it would have to be war.. The definition of it includes such utterances like weapons, force, and conflict. That's why I decided to help. The year is 1917, and a War of epic proportions is being fought. The government officials have been urging us to help in any way for months now, and I've decided it's about time I take action as well. I am on a ship right now heading to France to assist as a nurse in this flagrant fighting. I should probably mention that I am from a stuffy little town called Forks, which is located in Washington, where it rains 24/7. I am glad to finally escape the sunless weather, even if it means going to war. As bored as I am right now riding on this vessel, awaiting to be taken to my fate, I wonder what I might find in France.

Great people have always said that the best things happen when you least expect it. I'm pondering what might happen to dreary, plain old me.. Will I find a companion, a best friend that I can always rely on? Or might I daresay, a lover and a life-long friend? But I highly doubt that. The only romantic thing that's ever been blessed upon my humdrum existence is when that vile Michael Newton held my hand when I fell and scraped my knee. Oh, what a joy that was. Unfortunately, as soon as I decided I would like to jump into the nursing profession in the Forces, Michael suddenly decided he wanted to enlist as well. He is currently snoozing to his heart's content in the seat beside mine, all the while muttering such phrases as "Bella, I love you," and "Bella, Marry me!" in his sleep. I think I am going to projectile vomit very soon.

As I was saying, in France, there lies the most enchanting city, Paris! This is where love blossoms, and relationships are taken to a new level. One can only hope that while being in France, something on the more romantic side will occur, leaving you with an unforgettable memory, and a companion to be by your side for better or for worse. Even though Paris is not in the best of shapes, becasue of the warThere is constant fighting there and I do fear my trip there. But, dispite it's condition, it must still hold some magic if it is in fact one of the most romantic places on earth. But whom am I kidding; I am just me, the most average looking girl in the entire universe. I mean, how many people do you know who have bland brown eyes, and dank brown hair? A lot I am assuming. Whats even more is the fact that I was treated like a bookworm outcast at Forks High, so it will be nice to start over fresh and meet new people who have no idea about my horrific social past.

I don't know a lot about nursing, other than the mandatory courses that we were forced to undergo at the local hospital in order to prepare for this ordeal. But I have been told that I relate well to people by my nursing instructors, so I'm sure thats bound to help and come in handy sometime down the road. I'm not at all scared about the horrid sights I will have to endure, but I am worried about my little aversion to blood. One important reason I signed up for this was to hopefully get over my little fainting spells whenever I come into contact with blood, or even smell it for that matter. It's all in God's hands now.

Alas, we are reaching our destination, and I have no idea what to expect of this grand country, besides the fact that I am entering a war zone. But what I am extremely joyful for is the fact that Michael is leaving me to be stationed somewhere in Germany, and I cannot wait for the moment in which he leaves my sight. Well, as the skies look threatening, I should probably listen to what our escort has to say about being shipped to the site. Wish me good luck on getting there alive and in one piece.

EPOV

I was finally doing it! I was finally off to war. It did take some time to contemplate my decision but I'm here and I'm not looking back. Sure, most people are fairly livid when it comes to war but, then again, most people did not have my life. Don't get me wrong, my life does have it's moments. I have loving parents and an incredible, yet highly annoying, little sister and pretty terrific friends.. Whats wrong with that, right? Wrong! So wrong it's unbelievable. I may have a terrific family, but my personal life was fairly secluded. I had some close friends but...that was it. I'm not a go-getter type person. Which is exactly why I decided to go off to war. Finally take charge of my life and do something I would almost never do.

I have come to war as a sort of duty to my people and to the ones I love. I do realise that many people die at war. I have watched my friends and family cry over lost loved ones. I did not want to do that to my family but, a guy has to do what a guy has to do. I came to war to find myself, but I didn't want to find myself dead in the process. War was a place where I could stand up for people that I love. But when someone that you love comes to war with you, it kind of defeats the purpose. My baby sister, Alice, decided that I would need her while I was off fighting the good fight.. So she enlisted as a nurse, much to my parent's dismay. But, she was here, and I was here, it was all done.

Okay, I want to be honest for a moment as well. Another reason I came to war was to escape someone. I have known Tanya Denali my entire life and, I have never really liked her. She has always fancied me though. No matter how many times I would tell her 'just friends' she would insist that she loves me or some other rubbish like that. But since we are older now we are, naturally, looking for spouses to pass on the family name. But I was not ready for marriage. I had not found 'her' yet. No matter how much Tanya wanted to be 'her' she never would be. She would never be more than a friend, if she is even that. So, I came to war to escape her. To get some freedom for once in my life from the woman who could not let me go.

As I sit in this passenger car with my fellow soldiers I wonder, what will I find at war? I mean, I have heard as many stories as I can count and most of them ended badly with people losing members of their family or people that they care deeply for. I care deeply for my family, and I was doing this to protect them. But, I do also wish I had another. Someone who would act as my equal. Someone to love and live for. Maybe I would find her at war? Oh, who am I kidding? The only time I would ever see a woman was if I was either wounded or bringing in someone who was. And besides, how many women here will be looking for a man? We are at war for heavens sake. Oh well, a guy can wish can't he?

As the road get bumpier and the sounds of guns and men grew closer. I came to an abrupt and silent realization. We are at war. We as a people and we as race. And I was about to go and kill my equals. for a moment I could not wrap my head around it. But as I thought more, I came to remember why I was here, for the people I love. This realization drove me to remember that no matter what happens, I would make my family safe. I am here to fight. To defend and protect. Well, there's no turning back now. Oh man, why did I do this, again?

AN: Well. That concludes the first chapter.! Tell us if you like it enough to continue, and constructive criticism is always welcome. So, what are you guys waiting for?? Review, Review, and then Review some more!

- Vampire-Girl1992 & alibubba22