This was just a random idea that came to me when I was meditating.

Tell me if you like it.

P.S I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS, I ONLY OWN THE POT OF THE STORY.

Chapter 1: Bella the Nomad.

B.P.O.V

I Ran.

I was good at running away from things, considering I had done it for 456 years and counting.

I had run away from….

1. School.

2. Admirers in school and out.

3. Humans and their horrible smelling blood.

4. Humans with crosses, garlic and fire.

5. Other vampires.

6. Especially the Volturi who wanted me in their guard for a good 400 years.

It was actually the Volturi I was running away from now.

I was running because I didn't want to kill them, I knew that Vampires needed balance and that the Volturi kept that balance.

They wanted me for my unusual power, and vast knowledge.

I'm being modest here, my knowledge is beyond vast.

And my power is beyond unusual.

I had a physical and mental shied and I had spent the last 456 years of my life perfecting them.

Also I didn't drink human blood, it was disgusting. I drank animal blood instead it was much more satisfying and easier to get.

Aro had said that I was one of a kind.

There were lots of vampires in the Volturi coven, that was a reason I wouldn't join. I hated being around other beings. It made me feel claustrophobic, like I had limits, new bonds that kept me held in place. I didn't want love, friendship or anything that you cry over when it's gone.

All I wanted was to be free. That why I was a Nomad.

So I ran, pushing my muscles, going faster than humanly possible.

I knew I had just past Forks, Washington.

That's when I smelt it.

It smelt like wet dog, old socks, rotting human food and some things I won't describe.

Werewolves.

I had heard legends about them stating that they could penetrate Vampire skin with their teeth and claws. They protected their people from Vampires.

Ha, hope they have fun trying to get through my shields.

I pushed out my shied to see if I could find anything.

There were nine large wolves trailing behind me. The Volturi weren't following.

I put the hood of my clock up.

I wanted to see for myself if the legends were true, so I slowed down and sat on a large rock in the middle of a clearing.

Sure enough nine werewolves stepped out of the trees a few seconds latter, they stunk out the whole clearing.

They were all big and tough looking I'll give them that. Each had a different shade of fur and eyes, They were bigger than a horse.

They walked along as if they owned the place, sticking out their teeth as soon as they saw me.

The biggest one that I presumed Alpha stepped forward and growled territorially.

I stood up and got into my protective stance and beckoned them to come closer.

"Good luck pup, your gonna need it" I said with a wicked smile

Sorry its short, but I don't know if I should continue with it.

If I get enough Reviews I will.