Full summary: Edward and bella are kidnapped!

Bella goes for a walk in the middle of the night to get away from her parents. When she's abducted and thrown in the back of a van, going to an unknown destination, she meets edward, who was abducted himself. He might not know her, but he will do anything to keep her safe now. What happens when they end up falling in love?

This is the first chapter to my new story; Captured. Enjoy:D

Disclaimer: I do not own twilight, i do own this plot and new characters!

The snow on the ground was fresh. No footprints or anything. The snow sparkled like diamonds from the full moon above me. The air was cool and crisp. The sounds of a bush shaking because of an animal was the only sounds that penetrated my red ears. The side walks were covered in ice. Causing me to take extra care on where to step so i didn't slip. A car starting up in the distance broke me out of my own thoughts and i looked down the long dark street that i didn't reconize. Damn, where was i?

I turned around and tried to find some sort of reconition. But nothing felt similar, damnit! If my parents wouldn't of fought again, i wouldn't have left like i did. Now, i was to focused on my self to not even watch where i was walking, perfect. Dad is going to love this when i get home, if i do that is. I started searching for my cell phone, but soon found out i left it at home. Fuuuccck. I turned around the way i was walking and began walking back where i came from. Hopefully i could find my way back home before sunrise. If i didn't return then, i would totally be grounded.

I wouldn't be able to get out of it this time, thats for sure. How come i don't even reconize these streets? I've grown up here jeeze. In my sixteen years of life, i haven't even noticed these streets before? It's a small town for crying out loud. Forks washington, the gloomiest state of all states. I scoffed. Perfect. This is just fucking perfect. I took out my cigarettes, i do a good job at hiding them from my dad, the chief of police. He was a very well known and respected man. I didn't want to ruin his rep by smoking in public or anything. But right now, i was dying for a smoke.

I lit my cigarette and continued to walk, slowly. I wasn't going to rush my free time, even if i was alittle lost. I knew i would find my way back in no time. I took a long hit of my cigarette and focused on my surrondings. Nothing in particular popped out at me. But i did my best. As i turned a corner i slipped on the ice on the side walk and went flying backwards on my ass. I held my cigarette between my fingers, not letting it slip. As i connected to the ground i let out a hiss of pain. "Damnit!" I growled. This just wasn't my night.

First my parents arguing again, next me getting lost, next i fell. Perfect. Could this night get any worse? I stood up and brushed my jeans off with my free hand and started walking again, wincing in pain. I may be only 16, but i really needed a beer right now. Since my school is out on Winter break, i am definitely going to alice's tonight to get just that. Alice brandon was my best friend, so was rosealie hale. They knew about my parents, and how fucked up my life is, but they don't say anything. Which i am grateful for. I'm not the complaining type of girl, but i did have my moments, as well as the next person.

I've known alice my whole life, my parents are friends with her parents. Rosealie moved into town from L.A about six years ago, and we were instantly best friends. My mom, renee always called us 'The three muskateers' I didn't know why, since they were guys. But i kind of understood it. My mom was a free spirted kind of woman, some say she's a hippie, but she's not. She just..Um acts like it. I laughed out loud at that one.

I was beginning to feel even colder, now that the wind had changed direction. I closed my small jacket around me tighter and shivered. I took the last hit of my cigarette and threw it to the ground, just as i heard a car behind me, getting closer. I turned around, it was a black van with flames on the side, and two tinted windows where the driver and passenger side were. The front windshield was kind of tinted, i couldn't see in side to save my life. Especially since it's as dark as the ocean is at night, right now. Even with the moon shining like a street light above us.

Maybe i could stop them and ask for directions, okay that sounds alittle stupid considering, 1, i've grown up here my whole life. 2, They were probably complete strangers. 3, they were driving really fast. I turned back around, it's not the best idea i've had. So i continued to walk ahead of me. I turned down another street and it started to look familiar, i breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank god!" I raised my hands in a dramatic way and groaned. I could hear the van approaching me from behind. I had only walked a few feet down the street but it sounded awfully close. I tried to ignore it and shove my headphones into my ears. I blasted 'In the end' By linkin park into my ears and started to walk faster. I just had a weird feeling. Like y'know, you get those weird feelings, when you think something is going to happen? Yeah i'm getting those feelings right now.

I shook it off as just being alittle lost and having a unknown van roam around. I shivered alittle bit at the cold wind brushing up against me. I was only in a small jacket, and a wife beater, and tight ass jeans. Okay, not smart at all, or proper for winter. I shivered again. I went to grab my cigarettes out of my back pocket and light one up when i heard my iPod begin to beep. Shit, that means i only have a few more minutes till it dies. I lit up my cigarette and continued to walk.

I turned around and took a glance behind me but didn't find anything out of the ordinary. The van must have drove off. I sighed in relief and turned back around. I almost screamed in fright. There standing in front of me was a guy with blonde hair, pulled behind in a ponytail. He was masculine and had broad chest. He was tall, towering over me about a foot. He had on black jeans and a black leather jacket and a white t-shirt underneath. He was about a foot away from me.

I opened my mouth to scream but before i could he launched at me, covering my mouth. Reflexes kicked in and i started throwing punches and kicking. I tried to scream against his hand but it didn't work. It came out muffled. I tried biting his hand, but it didn't work. He was starting to over power me. He growled and bent down to my ear and whispered "Keep trying to fight, it won't work" His voice sent shivers down my spine, and i got goosebumps. But not in a good way.

He moved his hand just alittle, and i took advantage of that. I bit down on his finger, hard. He yelled in pain and moved his hands. I wripped out of his grip and began running the opposite way of him. I yelled out, "Somebody help!" I screamed. I continued to run, and ran around the corner i just passed a few minutes ago. I spotted the van, parked just about a block away. I screamed again. "Help!" I screamed once more. I ran close to the van, and peered inside but didn't find anything, or anyone.

I went to start running again when i felt hands wrap around my waist. I spun around to face the blonde haired man again. I tried to scream again but he covered my mouth. He shoved his body up against mine and my head hit the van, super hard. I cried out in pain. He grabbed my head with his other hand and shoved my head into the van. I cried out again, but still continued to struggle. "Stop moving you little bitch!" I heard his dark, scary voice yell at me again.

I bent my knee up and kicked him 'where the sun doesn't shine'. He groaned in pain and backed away. I stood there shocked for a minute. But i shook my head mentally and went to start running again. He beat me to the punch and grabbed me and slammed me up against the van. I cried out. "Stop! Let me go! Ow!" I screamed. "You little bitch!" He yelled in frustration. He wound his arm up and before i could react, his fist connected to my jaw.

I didn't black out, but i felt very dizzy. I started to sob in pain. I could feel a burst of iron explode in my mouth. I cried out again. He wound it up and hit me again in almost the same spot. I cried out again. It felt like he was throwing a rock at my face. He threw another punch and I felt my knees buckle, but he grabbed me instead. "Your going to pay for that!" He shouted again. He shoved my head into the van again and i whimpered in pain. I could feel black spots invade my vision.

"Stop" I mumbled in pain. He grabbed me by the head of the hair and started dragging me to the back of the van. I didn't try to fight him. Well i couldn't. I couldn't raise my hands or anything. He threw me against the van again and took out some duct tape out of his pocket and ended up taping my mouth shut. I whimpered again and he grabbed my wrists and turned me around and pressed me against the van again.

He pulled my wrists behind my back and taped them too. He threw me to the side and opened the back of the van up. I cried out and tried to struggle against the tape but it was so tight i couldn't. He grabbed me again and whispered in my ear. "Don't try anything stupid sweetie, you won't get that far" And with that he threw me into the back. I landed on my stomach and whimpered in pain. He slammed the back door and a few seconds later the van started.

I whimpered in pain once again..I guess my day could get worse..

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