A/N: THIS STORY IS THE RESULT OF ME BEING MADLY IN LURVE WITH SETH AND WATCHING TOO MUCH LAW & ORDER: SVU

Christine is the new girl at La Push. She's always happy and sweet and just fun to be around. But she has secrets…

No one knows where she came from; no one sees her parents or her house- ever. She's a mystery to everyone, especially Seth. He imprints on her and falls for her the moment she walks into the school. But what's her story?

Her story is a tragic one- at the age of 14; a vampire killed her family and best friend right in front of her. He then kidnapped her, had her fake her death. She now is forced to travel with this sadistic vampire, who is obsessed with her in everyway (again, I watch a lot of SVU). He plans to change her on her 16th birthday. Seth, the wolves and the Cullens must hurry to save her. Oh, and did I mention she's Bella's singer?

And so, without further introduction, here is the prologue

Christine's POV

Breathe. I told myself. Everything will be fine. And it would, or at least that's what I would think to myself. Be positive, that's what I live by. No matter how dark and depressing…and sad…and hopeless things seem, things could be worse, right?

Wrong.

I mean, I'm alive and healthy. But I'm trapped.

And I am forgotten. I wish I could say I was alone, and unloved; unwanted, and useless. I wanted so desperately to be able to say those words. And more than anything I wanted to be those things, but the problem was I was the opposite. I was never alone- he was always there. Always watching, always gazing…and I wasn't unloved- he loved me too much, or so he said. And I wasn't useless because he knew what he wanted from me….

He wanted my soul. (I'm not even kidding here…)

From the cursed day he walking into my home, and from the moment he saw me, he knew he couldn't kill me. But I wish he had. I wish he just sucked me dry right then and there. I wanted to be dead, with my family beside me; I wanted to be away from him. I wanted to…but where would I go? He'd find me…I would never be rid of him.

Except of course of the occasions he went "hunting". Those occurrences gave me three wonderful days to myself. For a few times I tried to run away…I thought three days would be enough to escape. But it obviously wasn't- he's too fast. Damn him (oh no, too late). I had begun to make a new plan, one that was plan triple z- it really made no sense. But it was my only option….and it required returning to another hell of different kind…

High school.

I was going to La Push high school. Thanks to his connections, he had gotten me fake id- a new identity. But I got to keep my first name. He figured we were far enough away from my home that no one would recognize the name. So he went hunting, and I was on my way to school.

And I only hoped that what I'd read about La Push was true- that it was more than legend. I hoped- prayed that there were real werewolves there. And I prayed that they could help me.

A/N: just a taste of what's to come; hopefully more will be up today (I plan on spending all day on fanfiction if I can help in) please review