Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.

Prologue:

Pain was shooting up my leg from the cut in my calf every time my foot hit the cobblestoned street. I was panting for breath, but I knew that I couldn't afford to stop and rest. Not even for a minute. I could hear the voices in the distance, so I picked up my pace once again. Short bursts of speed in the midst of a long run was what I've found to be most efficient in getting away from them. Except this time would be different because I would actually get away. I could feel it inside. This would be the final time that I would have to endure the pain. I shook myself out of my thoughts and focused on the running or I would end up slowing down. If I didn't think about the cut or the pain or the blood I knew I was losing, I would be okay. I would make it.

I glanced up just for a moment at the horizon and a smile graced my dry, chapped lips. The sun was coming up, and I could see the house that I was running towards. My mother knew someone that lived there, and I was promised that they would help once they heard her name. All I had to do was give her name. There was still time before I reached the house, but with the sun coming up, there was less chance of me being caught. They couldn't cause a scene in broad daylight.

I looked back to the ground to focus on running. Just one step at a time. That's the easiest way to think when you're running for your life.

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