Oks, I hope you like this… I have finally been able to post it… This is my first ever fanfiction, so please cut me some slack… and this chapter is kinda sort… sorry. On with the story!!!!

I was on my way home from my dad's when I heard footsteps behind me. I turned to see a man stalking me. He had 3 more behind him, too. Oh how I wish my parent's houses weren't on opposite sides of Port Angeles! I wondered if I died from this, if my parents would even notice. Its not like they really knew I existed in the first place. To busy arguing...

I heard the footsteps advance on me. "What do you want from me?" I asked breathless. "Oh, nothing really. Just the pleasure in killing you," the man answered me. Murderer. Just my luck. Well, at least he wasn't a rapist. I shuddered at the thought. I started building up a scream in my throat, though screaming wouldn't do me any good now. There wasn't anyone around for miles.

Just then, the men had me cornered into a wall, with a smile on his face. Suddenly everything went black... I woke up in agony, lying in the middle of the street. It felt like every part of me has hurting. I felt my head and when I took my hand away, it was covered with blood. I tried to turn over. Augh! That was a bad idea.

I must have hit my head pretty hard, or it must have been hit by someone else pretty hard, because just then I saw a beautiful woman walking up to me. She had spikey black hair and she was pixie-like. She moved at inhuman speed towards me.

Once she got closer, I could see her skin was very pale. "How badly are you hurt, little one?" she asked in a high voice that sounded like wind chimes. "Very," I told her once I found my voice again. "Who are you?" I asked her. "Alice Cullen. You?," she answered in her high soprano voice. "Kristina Jefferson.," I replied softly. She hesitated for the shortest of seconds, and then she came over to me and picked me up quickly and started running so fast, I was sure I had to be dreaming.

In a few minutes, she was carrying me into the doors of a large white house in the woods.

"Carlisle," I heard Alice call. "Please come quickly." Sure enough, two seconds after she called his name, a blindingly beautiful blond male was standing in front of us. Alice quickly explained what happened to me.
After Alice explained what happened, she asked Carlisle a very weird question. "Can you change her please Carlisle?" I was very confused. What were they talking about? "Let's ask her.", Carlisle suggested. Then he turned to me. "Kristina. I am able to help you heal but i will warn you; it will be very painful at first." What could hurt more than I did now? "Whatever can heal me.," I replied to Carlisle. "Ok then. Alice, can you please take Kristina to the couch? I will get the morphine." Carlisle stated. As Alice set me down on their couch, Carlisle ran upstairs with inhuman speed.
When Carlisle returned, he injected the morphine into my arm and then leaned his face towards mine. At first I thought he was going to kiss me, but then he pressed his lips to my shoulder and bit me. I screamed from the pain as his razor sharp teeth cut into my skin. Then, I couldn't feel or see a thing.
When I woke up, I felt so weird. i could her distinct breaths and footsteps. Then I could feel someone brushing my hair. I didn't know who it was because I still had my eyes closed. Then I heard people talking. "Wow. She has such beautiful black hair. it's so curly, too. Like Nessie's.", I heard someone say. It sounded like she was behind me, so she must have been the one brushing my hair. I wondered who Nessie was. "Yea, it is like my curly hair and Aunt Alice's black hair combined. Her face looks like you though aunt Rosalie." someone who had to be Nessie said. So the person brushing my hair was Rosalie. It amazed me that I looked like any of them. "So Alice, why did you decide to save her?" a man's voice asked. "Because Jasper. She needed my help and to tell you the truth, she's like the daughter I never had.", replied Alice.
Just then, I opened my eyes. "Hey Kristina! How do you feel?" Alice asked. "Weird, but great. I don't know what happened. One minute I was screaming in pain, and the next minute I heard yal talking and I opened my eyes." I told her. Carlisle's eyes widened. "You didn't feel anything at all?", he asked, puzzled. "Nope." I replied. "Well then, I guess I did good then. Let me ask you something. How old are you, Kristina?", he asked me. "15. But my birthday is this month." I told him. "Well, I'm sorry to tell you this, but... You won't be turning 16. Not ever.", he told me. "Huh?", I asked, perplexed.

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