Here it is an Alternative ending to Twilight. This was created by me (I'm Team Edward) and a friend (She's Team Emmett) one day in RE, we were very bored and were in deep discussion about why God created Evil people our answer simple was 'If God didn't create evil people there'd be no Twilight' and what a sad and lonely universe that would be. Please don't hate us for this it was just a bit of mindless fun. Now have fun!

Me: Disclaimer? Do I by any chance own Twilight?

Disclaimer: No! It all belongs to Stephenie Meyer, but you own Edward

Me: Really?

Disclaimer: No

Me: Leave me alone!

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James hung over Bella, hunger in his eyes, his lips rolled back over his teeth ready for his meal. She was bleeding too much and the smell distracted him from making this stretch out as long as possible, he could not wait any longer, he had to feed.

James hated Bella, the Bella who was hung up over his one and only love, he wanted Edward for himself, his love for him was too powerful to control, he would kill Bella and then some day, somehow win over Edward.

Just as James leaned in to finally taste Bella's blood gushing down his throat there was an angry growl behind him and he was flung across the room by a strong pair of icy hands. Edward had arrived, and was leaning over Bella, crying dry sobs.

'Oh no Bella, please no!' he wailed. Anger ripped through James, after all this time, and all the love he had showered Edward with, he still loved this frail, ugly Human being lying crumpled and defenceless on the floor stepping closer to death each second.

'Noooooo! You killed the love of my life' He spat at James. He spun round to face him, a snarl ripping through his unmoving lips. But all of a sudden the growl began to slowly ease as he stared into his eyes. He seemed to forget that Bella was dying on the floor, and he smiled at James. James grinned in response.

'Want to go to the pub?' he asked James hesitantly, he seemed to be giving him a choice. James stood up slowly and walked towards his love and the limp body of Isabella Swan. Something was telling him he was winning and Edward was finally going to be his. James could have practically danced like a fairy with the happiness flowing through him. James spotted Carlisle, Emmett, Alice and Jasper lingering in the doorway trying to understand Edward's strange choice in actions and words.

'B…b…but Edward!' Shouted Alice, 'What about Bella!' She stamped her foot on the floor, eyes like daggers slicing into his back. He slowly turned to Bella and looked at her before sweeping his gaze to Alice and smiling warmly.

'What about Bella?' He said, highly amused. Alice's face fell and she looked as though she would collapse if she was Human. James grinned at Edward and walked towards him before offering him his arm. Edward happily took it and they both skipped out of the Ballet Studio.

Alice, clearly distraught about Edwards's choice, ran over to Bella, her knees buckled and she started crying dry, hysterical sobs. Carlisle deeply disturbed at the scene he had just witnessed, swept over to Alice at vampire speed and put his arm round her.

'I'm sorry Alice but there's nothing we can do,' Sympathy and regret was clear in his voice, the Cullen's had truly loved Bella as part of their family and none of them could understand Edward's sudden decision to run off with her killer. The enemy. Alice, who was still hysterical, looked up to stare at Carlisle. Her face was twisted in what only could be pain and loss; her eyes were glazed over as though she had been crying. Carlisle was instantly stunned; he'd never noticed how beautiful she was before this. 'Stop this you fool, you love Esme,' Carlisle instantly reminded himself but to soon Alice crept back into his thoughts, 'this is wrong in more ways than one' Carlisle groaned internally at his irrational thoughts.

If she could, Alice would have pounced on Carlisle there and then but her husband Jasper was stood in the doorway, a look of hurt and horror replaced quickly by anger as he felt the sudden change in mood between the two. Alice and Carlisle noticed the waves of Anger Jasper sent towards them, But no other feeling could overpower the new found love they had for each other. Jasper's anger flamed to its peak and they both knew they had to leave now before they faced his deadly wrath. They quickly jumped up and sped past Emmett and Jasper as quickly as there vampire abilities could take them, with their eyes still locked on each other.

Jasper howled in anger and loss, his anger over took him and he started to rip the building apart - forgetting about the still and broken Bella bleeding on the floor - Before grabbing his lighter from the back of his pocket, tipping as much of the gasoline they had carried over the floor, flicking on the lighter and throwing it to the ground, setting the building alight.

Emmett watched his brother agonise over the loss of Alice and he couldn't take it anymore. He quickly crossed the space between him and Jasper before pulling him into a bone crushing bear hug, luckily for Jasper, he was a vampire or he'd be a Jasper pancake by now. Jasper howled, wriggled and let out hysterical sobs before calming in his brothers embrace. Jasper looked up, and locked his gaze onto Emmett's golden stare. He looked away quickly 'Weird, this cannot be happening, this cannot be happening, this cannot be…' Jasper thoughts were interrupted by a very embarrassed Emmett.

'Jasper I can't I love Rosalie…' Emmett froze. Before Jasper had time to realise, he was swept off his feet and carried out of the ballet studio, away from the rising flames. He buried his white face into Emmett's steal chest hoping secretly that Emmett would change his mind.

Emmett put Jasper back on the ground before bending down and gazing directly into Jasper's eyes. 'Screw this,' Emmett growled, Jasper jumped at the sudden venom in his voice but the only emotion floating from Emmett was love; deep, true love. Emmett grabbed Jasper's hand, winked at him, and set off as fast as he could. Jasper didn't care where they were going, just as long as he'd be with his Teddy Bear. Before they got any further they noticed Alice and Carlisle walking forwards a few yards ahead, eyes locked on each others, hands locked, swaying in between them. Alice must have really tuned out her visions because all of a sudden with a thunderous bang they both walked straight into a lamp post, they lay on the floor dazed and blinking. Behind them they heard the roars of laughter coming from Jasper and Emmett at what they had just witnessed.

Two days later

Ring Ring Ring Ring

Charlie was laying on the couch asleep, the remote slipping from his grimy fingers, the TV muttering about a dreadful crime that had happened in Phoenix.

Ring Ring Ring Ring

Charlie shot upright shouting something about cheesecake and bunnies. With a groan he slumped his legs from their comfy position onto the floor and reluctantly dragged himself off the couch.

Ring Ring Ring Ring

'Bloody phone, one of these days I'll feed you to a bear!' Charlie was grouchy, sleeping four days straight on a couch was not good, but he wanted to be close to the phone just in case Bella called. But there was no call, no letter, no text, no email, nothing. 'Ungrateful swine,' Charlie thought 'After the life me and her mother gave her she runs off after a fall out with her "Boyfriend"' At the thought of Bella and the ringing phone he quickly sped up hoping he could hear his daughters sweet voice.

'Hello?' Charlie grumbled half-heartedly into the phone.

'Mr Swan?' asked a confused speaker, whose voice was full of importance and authority. Charlie quickly noted that it was a man.

'Yes, who's speaking?' Charlie's tone was harsher than he had wanted, but he was annoyed Bella still hadn't called.

'Ah, Mr Swan, I'm Police Chief Anthony of Phoenix police station and I'm sorry to bring you this news…but your daughter, Miss Bella Swan, was found dead, two days ago, in a burning ballet studio in phoenix. We would have told you sooner, but she was hard to identify. I'm sorry for your loss,' the mans voice was full of sympathy and grief. Charlie stood there for several minutes, no words passing through his now blue lips, his thoughts frozen at the though of Bella, eyes as wide as saucers. All of a sudden his lips parted slowly.

'Bella's dead?' Charlie's whisper was so quite the man on the phone has to strain his ears to hear.

'I'm sorry Mr Swan, but yes, I'm afraid so, again, I'm sorry for your loss,' the man repeated. Charlie's eyes rested on the wooden floor and his face was pulled down in a frown.

'Thank you for telling me this news Chief Anthony. Goodbye,' Charlie quickly said this swiftly put the phone down while a tear slowly rolled down his cheek.

'Bella dear, I loved you dearly and I know you wouldn't want me to be sad so, for you…' Charlie lifted his gaze from the floor, his frown flowing into a grin. 'I'll be the new owner of Forks' own playboy mansion!'

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Charlie pulled on his long red velvet jacket with the initials 'CS' on the right-side pocket. He strode to the door and flung it open without another thought. Charlie whistled at the sight of the two beautiful women stood on the porch dressed in bunny outfits; Rosalie and Esme.

'Well hello there ladies, and welcome,' He smiled a cheeky grin, he let them walk past him and before he could shut the door a hand flew up and stopped the door. With a confused expression, Charlie looked to see the new, unexpected guest. To his surprise it was Victoria who stood in the porch surrounded by a dozen or more girls.

'Mind if we join the party' she spoke in a seductive purr, 'I took the liberty of inviting a few girlfriends' Charlie, who was completely taken in by the purr, nodded and stepped inside allowing all the girls to stumble into his house.

Charlie walked over to his couch and sat down where Rosalie and Esme joined him and sat beside him. Charlie was holding a can of beer and smiling a wide grin.

'Now this is the life, hey Bells,' He said while lifting is beer can up to the massive portrait of his daughter hanging above his mid 18th Century fireplace.

Two weeks later at the Black's house

Jacob sat with a look of frustration across his face. He was bored and Bella still hadn't come back from Phoenix, plus, Charlie had ignored all of Billy's calls and no one could get any news on her whereabouts. Suddenly his phone began to ring, he jumped up and raced towards it, almost sending the TV flying across the room as he bumped into it.

'Hello?' He asked breathlessly.

'Well hello Jacob, my son …*Hic*… It's Charlie Swan …*Hic*… I wanted to tell you some news …*Hic*… But I've been having too much …*Hic*… Fun,' Charlie's voice stammered through the phone. Jacob was confused, 'Chief swan - Drunk!' He couldn't, and wouldn't believe it. Maybe he had just cracked because Bella had left to be with Edward. He could hear a party going on in the background.

'Well you see …*Hic*… Sadly Bella died two …*Hic*… weeks ago in a fire,' Jacobs world crumbled in an instant. 'Bella's gone? Nooooo!' But what angered Jacob the most was that Charlie could act so calm about it and even have a party. The worst part was that it had been two weeks since her death and no one had bothered to mention it to anyone at La Push, never mind him and Billy!

Jacob dropped the phone and ran into the garage picking up the first thing that came to hand; a silver hammer. He stalked back into the living room as Billy entered. Billy grinned at Jacob until he noticed the hammer in his hand, and then he became confused.

'Erm, Jacob, what are you doing with that hammer?' But Jacob never answered he just rushed over to Billy and started hitting him over the head over and over again shouting 'man beater'. Sadly Charlie was still on the phone during this gruesome scene but quickly became disturbed and hung up after the fourth 'man beater' remark. Sadly Jacobs's anger killed his father.

Jacob stomped his way outside, hammer in hand only to bump into unsuspecting Quil in his drive way. Quil grinned at Jacob; his happy mood could not be wavered even as he noticed the hammer in Jacobs's hand.

'Hey Jake!' he sang his happiness worse than Jacob had thought. With a second glance at his Best friend he quickly killed him before stalking off into the streets of La Push, killing anyone who got in his way. Sam, Embry, Leah, Paul, Jared were sadly victims of his brutal attacks before he climbed to the top of the cliff, let out a ghostly howl of pain and threw himself off the top, right into the face of La Push's worst ever tornado.

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There you go XD

Hope you enjoyed it because I sure enjoyed creating and writing it up. Don't worry me and my friend have planned another 5 chapters :)

Don't hate us, our 15 & 16 year old minds work in strange ways and yes we apologise to Jacob fans but we don't actually like him lol. Plus we wanted to put him in and the only thing we could think of him doing was massacring the whole of La Push before cliff diving into a tornado.

Find out what happens to Edward, Emmett, Alice, Jasper, James, Carlise, Charlie & the playboy girls in the next chapter!

Wait up for Chapter 2…it gets better!