Another story from my messed up head. :) Hope you guys like this one. I came up with this idea a long, long time ago and I never pursued it. Now I am. :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.

Full Summary: Bella isn't as weak as everyone thinks she is. Edward left and she's broken, but realizes who she was. An angel. Not just any angel. Princess Isabella of the Angels. In a chance meeting can Edward win her back? New enemies, set to kill. Can they make it?

Prologue

His smile dazzled me. His scent surrounded me. At once I knew all of this was in my head. He was gone. I had him back and then I let him go! How could I be such a idiot! I had right back in my arms, and then I let them take him away from me. They took him from me!

I felt my feet take over as my mind wandered. I was running. Running and nothing else. I had to try, even if it was a feeble attempt, I had to attempt to save him! I wouldn't let them take him from me again. I wasn't the same girl I used to be. Actually, I was. I was the Bella before Forks. I had the power to save him, I just had to try.

I ran faster. Had Edward and I been racing I would probably be right next to him if not ahead. I was fast. Fast and powerful and nothing could stop me! Nothing except for the dark presence I could sense trapping me. They were everywhere. They had caught up to me. I was screwed.

"Ah. Princess Bella. What did you say? Oh yes. 'Trapped like a rat!'" he cackled. I looked around. They did have me trapped. The Volturi stood around me in a tight circle and I could see no way out. No way out but one. Up. "What? No smart-ass remark? No sarcastic come back? The great Isabella at a loss for words? Ha!" he laughed. I gave him my biggest smirk. "Well, dumbass, you have me caught in the middle of the circle. There's no where to run," I said as I raised my arms up like I was surrendering. Before he had a chance to say another word I continued, " BUT, I don't have to run." I smiled. I felt my back arch, my shoulder blades shift position. I felt my muscles tense and release. My back arched painfully one more time and I was free. I jumped into the air and flapped. I was getting away! Then I realized one horrible thing.

It hurt to flap. It hurt to shift. Damn it! My wing hadn't healed yet. I looked to my right and saw that it still drooped and I could barely move it. I could glide, but not for long. After a while my wing would become dead weight and I'll be going towards the ground at five hundred miles per hour in a painful pencil dive. I was screwed. Even if I could make it to the castle I would be weak. My wing might never heal again and what kind of an angel can't fly? A fallen one. I wasn't going back there! I had to figure something out. But what?

I was caught up in my horror filled thought when I heard a inhuman scream. "No!" It sounded like Alice! I realized I was closer to the castle than I thought, but her scream did not sound good. I heared a horrible ripping sound like glass being shattered and realized I may already be too late. I felt myself starting to black out as purple smoke arose from my home, right where my love should be.

So, you guys probably hate me, but I like doing it this way! I decided to set it up kind of like Stephenie Meyer set up the books. You know, where she has sort of a glimpse into the future as the prologue. I hope I intrigued you guys enough to review and read some more! Depending on how many reviews I get: I may update either today, or Wednesday. Thanks for reading and remember Reviews = Love! P.S. Sorry it's so short but its a prologue and I didn't want to give too much away.