Hey guys! So I really do apologize for taking down yet ANOTHER story. :/ I just did not like where the last one was going so I decided to take that one down and put this one up. :D This story is post-Breaking Dawn with no Renesmee or Paul/Rachel imprint. So I hope you enjoy! :D

DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the characters, storyline, or anything affiliated with the Twilight Saga. I'll take Taylor Lautner, though. :D

Chapter One

I sighed as I looked in the mirror at the girl that looked like an exact copy of her mother. My name is Angelina Noelle Hawthorne. My mother had recently died from cancer. I was nineteen, and I had just moved in to my new house in Forks. I moved here because I grew up here. My house was the same as I remembered. Big, roomy, and lonely. After my father died five years ago, he left his inheritance to my mother and then my mother to me.

I never did like being categorized as a wealthy spoiled kid. I wasn't spoiled, and I wasn't stuck up. I wasn't even rich, my parents were. I am the rich one now, I suppose. I didn't go on a huge shopping spree as soon as I got the money. I put it all in my bank account savings.

I rubbed my eyes as I walked out of the bathroom having washed my face and brushed my teeth, pulling my hair up into a messy bun. I trudged down the grand staircase, the marble steps like ice on my bare feet. I finally reached the tiled floor that led to the kitchen. I looked out of the three big windows beside the breakfast table at the gloomy, gray, and most likely rainy, atmosphere that is the Olympic Peninsula.

There wasn't much to do around here. Being a girl that had just graduated, I didn't have a job just yet to occupy me. I decided to walk around outside for a bit to get some fresh air. I stepped out onto the back porch and made my way to the pathway that led to First Beach through the woods. I had just gotten into the thickest part when I heard it. Something, or someone, was following me. I froze. I took a deep breath and turned around. I was right.

A beautiful, ghostly pale girl was standing before me. She had long brown hair, and black coal-like eyes. She smiled at me, trying to look friendly I suppose.

"Hello. I'm Bella. You must be new here," She said with a voice that was smooth and flowed like water.

"Um, yes. Can I ask what you are doing in the woods alone?" I asked her, giving her a suspicious look.

When she laughed it sounded like tinkling little bells as she chuckled, "I could ask you the same thing, I suppose."

I blinked and suddenly, she was in my face, her eyes unforgiving. She whispered an apology it sounded like, and I gave her a cautious look as I was about to ask her what she was doing. Next thing I know, she's sinking her teeth into my neck. I started to feel pain ripping through me as I fought to keep my eyes open. I felt the girl getting ripped off of me. I saw someone, a tall boy that looked like her with copper hair struggling with her. I saw them run, almost vanish, into the forest going towards the river.

I felt like crying out the pain was so bad. But I was paralyzed, it seemed. I lay there, writhing on the snow covered ground. I opened my eyes and I could see the girl carried me a good way. The end of the woods where my house resided was just a small dot. I heard something else, thinking it was Bella, coming to finish me off. But it was something else, it was howling. More of them. Wolves. I was going to die anyway. I closed my eyes, letting the pain take me away. I felt something like ice on my neck that I thought was snow, but then it started sucking. Great I was going to be eaten by wolves. Just as I was about to give up. I felt something warm against my skin, picking up my body.

The pain was white hot, but dulled as what seemed like an eternity passed. Finally, all that was left was an awful burning sensation in my throat.. I started to panic. I opened my eyes. I was in a bed somewhere. I sat up quickly, my eyes wide. In front of me there were about three tall, huge, and tanned guys who looked almost identical.

"You're up."

I turned at the familiar voice. It was Jacob. The boy I grew up with, the boy who I felt like was my brother.

"Jake," I said. I jumped at my voice. This voice sounded clearer than mine, melodic almost, but I could tell it still belonged to me.

"Jake, what happened to me? I'm so scared, I don't-I don't know what to do, Jacob." I felt like crying, but nothing would come out.

"Angel, sweetheart I know you're scared. I am too. But I'll let dad explain it."

I just nodded at him, watching as he led the other boys out of the room, one of the more muscular ones looked at me, giving me a reassuring smile.

I felt a connection with him somehow. Like he understood and like he was going to protect me. I smiled back and sighed as they closed the door. I didn't know who I was or what happened to me, but I hoped that Billy had answers for me.

So guys, there you go! First chapter :D Please read and review! Let me know if you like it or not :D