Coltelli Sanguinosa

A/N: The title means Bloody Knives in Italian. Also I am terrible with writing first and second chapters because it has almost too much info so it might seem confusing but bear with me :)

Twilight is Stephenie Meyer's idea, I'm just using the characters

Chapter 1

Walking through the guarded city, I saw all the families of men, women and children hide in their homes. By the time I rounded the corner I saw Ms. Bell look at me from her rocking chair down the street from where I babysit for my extended family. She waved and then walked inside her own house with a forlorn look on her face.

I see that look every night.

She was always worried that one day I would get caught by the guards. By the time I finished babysitting I had to walk back home to my house after curfew. The parents of the kids I take care of have permission to work late because they both work in a laboratory that is working on different medical procedures that will one day help everyone or at least those are the rumors. No one really tells us what's going on in there.

Rogue mercenaries: The Cullens. They are the worst people in existence.

They acted like a family but they were all together. Like together, together. Carlisle and Esme were the 'parents'. Carlisle was crafty. He knew the human body inside out. He could take one part of your anatomy and do such heinous actions to it that you would eventually commit suicide to get away from the pain. Not to mention that he was a mass murder like the rest. Esme had what we like to call glamour. She could talk you into anything with that beautiful voice. The next couple was Emmett and Rosalie. Emmett had inhuman strength with muscles you could only imagine. Rosalie had a stunning beauty but she was more of a blacksmith if you will. She came up with all sorts of weapons that she made herself and sold for a profit to other mercenaries passing by. The final couple was Jasper and Alice. Jasper had a type of gift like Esme but his was more of a Compulsion with your feelings. He could make you feel anything from depressed to, well, murderous. Alice is… there are really only two words for her: Fortune Teller. The last person of the Cullen's 'family' was Edward. He didn't have someone in his life that I know of but that was beside the point. He was possibly the deadliest one of the Cullens; any tangible object in his hand could easily be turned into a weapon. He was strong, beautiful, and single, every woman wanted him but he wanted to be solo, alone. He also was unforgiveable and ruthless but to some that only added to his charm.

They had taken over my small city in the middle of nowhere about six years ago. It seems they were hired to take over and steal all of our hidden gems, but instead of handing it over to the people who hired them they decided to keep us as prisoners in own city.

Here are the main rules of our city:

1) All citizens must be home at 7pm and not to venture out until 6am unless authorized to.

2) Any gatherings over five people must have a permit to do so.

3) Citizens are not allowed to have any type of weaponry.

4) Citizens are not allowed to have any type of automobile: only transportation will be public.

5) All profits made outside of the city will be given to the governing household.

There are many other rules but those are the only ones that go along with everyday life. Even with all the rules, you could have a happy life if you followed them. Or at least as happy as it could get.

"Bella thanks so much again. I know how dangerous it is to try and get home." My aunt Laura said from her bedroom.

I smiled, "It's nothing. I have everything under control. Aren't you two going to be late for work?" I looked outside to see the bus to take them to the Science Lab where they worked.

"Don't worry Bella, everything's fine we still have time." Uncle Adrian said from the kitchen.

I felt a tug on my dress. I looked down to see Maula and Julian starring up at me. I picked up Julian, the youngest, and walked into the kitchen with Maula right at my heels to see Uncle Adrian finishing his dinner.

"Don't forget Bella, the offer still stands. You can always move here." He put his plate in the sink and came over to kiss Julian and Maula on the head.

I laughed, "Yeah and who would take care of your brother?"

My father, Charlie, had one adopted brother, Adrian. Adrian hadn't even known that they were not blood brothers until their mother, on her death bed, told him. Adrian tried to run away but eventually came back, with Laura as a girlfriend. Now they were married with two kids. Charlie and my mom only had me. Once I was born she ran away saying she wanted to live in a city that was busy and alive not the small city that kept hold of all the old traditions but with a few new technologies.

He chuckled and placed a caring hand on my shoulder, "I guess you're right." He looked towards his bedroom, "Laura, come on honey! We'll miss the bus."

"I'm coming. They can wait, dammit!" Aunt Laura didn't really like the fact that she had to give up her car and had a curfew. She was always a rebel, she never listened to anyone even her parents when she was growing up. Now she was under the rule of a family. She swore she was going to get out of this city once and for all, 'No one is going to hold down my family and I.' or at least that is what she always says.

She walked out the room in a gray pants suit. She looked gorgeous! Her black hair flowed down her back. Her face was perfect, she looked like a model! She picked her purse, kissed her kids before she grabbed her husband's hand and walked out the door. I simply waved to the door. She never liked it when Adrian tells me I can stay here. I think she felt that I would take her kids and her husband. There are two things wrong with that conclusion: one, Adrian is my uncle, ew. Two, I was only seventeen!

I turned to the kids, "Let's have some fun!"

Where are they? I asked myself nervously. It was almost nine o'clock!

As I passed the room I heard the door open. I ran to the door with fury in my eyes.

They came back with baggy eyes and yawns.

"Where were you two, I had to leave almost an hour ago!" I asked

"Call down Bella, you can sleep here tonight, they had us work extra time because we were late coming in."

I grabbed my courier bag and put it over my shoulder, "I can't. I've got tons of homework and two test to study for tomorrow and I didn't bring anything with me!" I stormed passed them and escaped in the night.

There was more than one reason not to be out after dark. The first reason is because it's against the law. The second reason is because the guards love to pick on people before they turned someone in. And the third reason is because of Revolutionaries. They went by the name of We Will Be Free, or WWBF for short. They were a bunch of senseless idiots that went around setting fires, killing and trying their best to run the Cullens out of town. They also raped unsuspecting women all the time and then killed them once they were done.

I ventured out in the dark hoping that everyone just went to another part of the city tonight.

I saw street lamps going out. I was in complete darkness, save for the moonlight.

Creeping along the walls of houses and apartments was much harder then I looked on television.

I looked around before I walked out into the moonlight. I was almost a mile home when I saw a guard leaning against a wall. He seemed to be smoking. I froze. After a while he pushed himself off the wall and started walking the direction I was. I choose this opportunity to walk as close as I could behind him so if one of the WWBF tried to get me I could always get the guards attention and make a run for it.

The guard seemed to take his time walking. I sighed and waited to put a little distance between us.
As I was just about to start following him again, I heard a chuckle. "Are ever going to stop following me?' I froze.

Oh shit, was I in for it. I came out into the light, no reason to hide now.

"Why are you following me?" the guard asked.

"I was headed home and I didn't want to get attacked." I answered with a slight shake in my voice.

He shook his head, "Well, you're in for a feat worse than the WWBF.

I was confused; the punishment for being caught after curfew was two nights in jail. How was getting a couple nights in jail worse than getting raped then killed?

The guard turned around and I nearly collapsed. It wasn't just an ordinary guard, it was Edward Cullen. As he drew out his deathly sharp sword I prayed for a miracle.

A/N: Ok, first chapter done! Now let's go on with the story! Read and Review Please!