Chapter 1: Revelations

A/N: So it's my first ever fanfic, so I'm sorry if it's not that great. At the moment, I'm on school holidays for the next 5 weeks, so plenty of time to write, but after that, it'll take a while. This is set at the end of Twilight and sometime through either season 2 or season 3 of TVD, I'm not sure yet. I have got quite a complex back story developed but I'm not sure what the main plot will be, apart from the drama between the characters. So who should be the enemy? Ideas?

Disclaimer: (This will probably be the only time I'll do this in the entire story) I don't own the characters in the story, only some of the plot. They belong to CW, L. J. Smith and Stephanie Meyer.

-10/4/2013- Hi guys! And if there are any 1D fans, check out my new story on Wattpad. It's called Destroying One Direction, and it's about a girl who has to break them apart! Except of course, things get in the way! story/8698783-destroying-one-direction

-Part 1: Isabella-

Bella POV:

I stepped into the dark lobby of the ballet studio, wrinkling my nose at the smell of it. I glanced around me, seeing a few dance floors, one engulfed by shadow, the other brightly lit. Just as I turned towards the dance floor which was lit, I heard the terrified voice of Renee, the mother of the daughter who I am pretending to be. I have never actually met her, but from the tidbits that Charlie would drop every now and then about her, I got the impression that she was quite lovely. The real Bella Swan is travelling with Renee and her new husband. I just compelled Charlie to make him believe that I had had enough of moving and decided to come and stay with him, in the tiny town of Forks. Luckily, we looked similar enough that no-one questioned my appearance. Her voice rung through the dark again, calling out to me. It was time to take care of this little twit, James. But two could play his game, I thought, as I walked at a leisurely pace towards the sound. I was in the mood for a little bit of fun, as I smirked to myself, imagining the events that were to come.

I stepped into the room and looked around for the source of the sound. I found myself staring blankly at a TV, showing Renee talking to a much younger Bella. Bastard! He had tricked us all, and I don't get tricked easily. Well, at least I wouldn't have to take care of the mess with Renee, had she actually been here. Then I heard him, standing still by the back exit. I pretended not to notice him until he flicked off the TV and I whirled to face him. I hitched my breath in my throat, pretending to be scared of him. It's time for the games to begin, I thought.

'Do you know what I enjoy most about hunting, human?' he said in a tone that would have sent shivers down my spine, had I not been a vampire.

'N..nn…o,' I stuttered.

'The thrill and excitement of finding the prey, everything that leads up to a moment like the one we are in now.' He continued whilst slowly circling me. 'Other hunters enjoy the kill, the looks on the faces of their victims when they know that they can't escape. That satisfaction you get from completing the task at hand. But for me, that is just a side benefit. It is the game that counts. At first, your situation seemed very interesting to toy with. And it certainly was. But it was just a case of waiting for you in the right location. So by my standards, this hunt was very, very easy indeed. So I am hoping that your pathetic excuse of a boyfriend, what was his name, Edwin? No? Eddie? Edward? Ahh. Yes. Edward. So I'm hoping that Edward will come and avenge your death. That will be so much fun! But he is so weak!' he drawled on.

'Ed..Edward is n..not,' I tried to say before gaining my confidence, 'Edward is not weak,' I said deftly, staring him in the eye. Huh. It's a good thing I'm good, no, amazing at lying or he would have seen right through me. Edward is definitely not strong! I mean, he's had over 100 years to learn to control himself and he's still blundering around like an idiot when someone with nice smelling blood comes within 500 metres of him! I mean, come on. Get a grip on yourself already!

'Oh Edward is weak,' James's voice drifted out, interrupting me from my thoughts. 'He was a coward; not strong enough to do the right thing to save you.' By now, he had come so close that he was practically whispering in my ear. 'He should have turned you into a vampire. Which by the way, wouldn't have done anything because I would still have come after you two, though might I add, it would have been a marvellous hunt!'

By now, I was getting quite tired of playing his game and decided that it was time to play mine. Besides, I guessed that the Cullen's would be arriving soon, with the help of Alice, and I would much prefer to get this over and done with before they arrived: it would save so much explaining.

'But that's enough talking for now: we need some action, don't you agree?' he said just as I whipped around, grabbed him by the neck and smashed him against the nearest wall.

'Indeed I do agree.' I smirked at him. 'I would have thought that an experienced hunter like you would have learned many years ago never to underestimate their prey. But I can see that I was wrong. So allow me to teach you this little lesson: don't underestimate your enemy.' I then proceeded to throw him against the mirror taking up most of the opposite wall, sending shards of glass everywhere. I managed to get a shard stuck in my arm and cursed as I deftly pulled it out and strode over to where James was crouched, snarling at me.

'What are you?' he hissed.

'Take a guess.' I replied, before letting my vampire face come out and charging at him. I grabbed him and threw him down onto the ground before grabbing his arm and ripping it off. He screamed in pain and as I bent down to pull off his other arm, I heard a shocked gasp from the doorway. In fact, I identified 6 gasps, to varying extents. Damn it. The Cullens had arrived. It looked like I was going to have some explaining to do, so I hurried with the task at hand. Bracing my foot against James's side, I yanked off his other arm and leg before brutally decapitating him and tearing his other leg off swiftly. I pulled a lighter from the back pocket of my jeans and set his body on fire. I watched for a moment as the flames engulfed James, illuminating the expression of pure horror etched onto his face for a second. Sighing to myself, I slowly rose and turned to face the doorway. 'Come out. I know you're there,' I called out. Hesitantly, they stepped out from their hiding spots and one by one they met my eyes. By now, my vampire face had disappeared so my green eyes stared into topaz ones. It seemed like hours passed before Edward snapped out of his reverie and spoke. 'Bella,' he choked out. 'What happened to you?'

'Nothing. Nothing happened to me. Perhaps, I think the question you should be asking is rather what am I? Allow me to explain.' I said as I brushed past them and out of the studio. I turned down the street and into a children's playground. I sat on a swing and began to swing gently. I could hear the Cullens arriving around me, and I didn't have to look to know that they were giving each other questioning looks. 'For starters, my name isn't really Isabella Marie Swan. It's actually Isabella Jane Mikaelson, but I prefer Isa or Bella. As you have gathered, I'm not human.' I looked at them. 'I'm a vampire.' I laughed inwardly at their reactions, but I settled for a chuckle. 'You're no doubt wondering how I can be a vampire, seeing as I am the opposite of you. I am the more traditional type of vampire, the kind that was around centuries before your kind. Carlise,' I spoke directly to him. 'I believe you did some research on them in the first few years of becoming a vampire? Am I correct?'

'Yes.' He nodded stiffly.

'Would you care to explain,' I requested, inclining my head at the rest of the confused Cullens.

'I believe our kind of vampires are referred to as Cold Ones,' he began. 'Our hearts do not beat, blood does not course through our veins, we have no beating heart and we sparkle in the sunlight. We have pale, cold and hard skin, cannot eat nor sleep, can only be killed by ripping our bodies apart and burning it and are taken over by our instinct whilst hunting. Our eyes change colour depending on whether we've fed and we become one of us by a bite by a cold one. However, the traditional type of vampire is quite different. They have blood in their bodies, are warm and soft and have a heartbeat, are able to eat, drink and require sleep. The marks from their bites heal, they are able to control themselves when feeding, can be killed by a wooden stake to the heart, are unable to touch a certain herb called vervain and burn in the sunlight.' He looked at me for confirmation. 'Speaking of which, how can you be in the sun?'

As a response, I held up my hand which had a simple ring on it. 'Witchcraft,' I replied, watching their eyebrows shoot up. 'We are also able to compel humans and have to be invited into a house owned by a living soul. And we heal very quickly.' I explained.

'What about the whole, uh, facey thing before?' Emmett inquired, gesturing to his face and miming snarling.

'And how do you become a traditional vampire?' piped Alice.

'Oh, the face. Whenever we feed, we bring out the fangs. That's just our vampire face. And to become one of us, you have to have vampire blood in your system when you die. So basically you have to drink the blood of a vampire, and then be killed.' I answered. The Cullens were silent as they digested the information. 'Edward.' I started. This was going to be a bit difficult. I don't want him to be hurt, nor the rest of the Cullens. And I know about heartbreak and betrayal very, very, very well. I spoke softly and gently to him. 'I'm sorry that I have to do this, but I don't actually love you.' His pain was evident so I left it at that. A clean break. Now I spoke to all the Cullens. 'I am leaving tonight. So don't expect me to be around tomorrow. Our paths may cross again one day in the future. I will miss each and every one of you very dearly. However,' I looked away as I considered what I was about to say. 'If you prefer, if it would be easier, I can make you forget all about me.' I looked around as they considered my offer. I scanned their faces, trying to read what they were thinking. I finally stopped at one face. Edward's.

He cleared his throat and glanced at the rest of his adopted family. They looked at him sympathetically and seemed to say whatever you choose, we will go along with it. He looks back at me and stares at me for a long while. 'No.' He finally speaks. 'But thank you.' I nod at him, understanding. I take a last look at them, I feel a bit guilty for betraying their trust and afterall, they did all of this to protect me. I turned around and walked slowly. Nowhere in particular, just away.

As I walk, I ponder. What to do next? I want to have some fun. Be reckless. Something that doesn't require my emotions. Maybe I could hit Las Vegas. Well, there's an interesting thought. Or Hollywood. Go and get cozy with some actor and make headlines around the world. Imagine that. Unfortunately, that's not an option; whilst I'm not exactly trying to hide from anyone, I'm still trying to keep a low profile. Maybe go somewhere relaxing, take a break from the world. Hit an island and eat coconuts and laze around on the sand with some hot guy. Nah, too boring. I see a rich, stuck-up man walking swiftly towards me in this abandoned alleyway. I hadn't had a drink in a while. And he looked like the perfect late-night meal. I waltzed up to him and smiled. 'Hello darling. Care to join me for a drink?' I said sultrily. Before he could do or say anything, I compelled him. 'You won't scream and this isn't going to hurt,' before I let my fangs grow and I bit him in the neck. I drunk hungrily, relishing in the taste of his blood. Just as he was on the point of passing out, I stopped. 'Forget what just happened. Go home.' He staggered off as I wiped my mouth clean of blood. And then it hit me. I knew exactly where to go. It was time to pay a visit back home: Mystic Falls.

A/N:

So yeah. The first chapter of my first ever fanfic! What do you think? Please review. It took me an awfully long time to write these measly 2000 words. Just you hold on. It's gonna get a hell of a lot better. This is just the beginning. We haven't even gotten to the intriguing and interesting part yet! And by the way, for anyone confused about how Bella could compel the Cullens, it wasn't a mistake: all part of the grand scheme of things. Until next time.