A/N: We all remember the cliche version of New Moon where Bella gets bitten in the meadow by Laurent. This is MY VERSION. I've skipped over some parts, for instance, the entire Changing scene. There's nothing you need to know, she gets bit by Laurent, it hurts, and the wolves aren't there to save her. They won't play a major part in my story, because I don't like them. Now..

I'll start at the important part... The waking...

XxXxX The Waking XxXxX

I awoke thirsty. That should have been no shock to me. My life had been completely altered, and ended, in one single, terrifying moment. A moment so short that I felt humiliated that it could cause such change, such horrifyingly painful a change.

The thirst was the first thing I noticed. That terrible burning sensation in the back of my throat that wouldn't be quenched with water, but only the life blood of a living creature. A creature that was living- unlike myself.

My eyes opened, and I saw the gray sky above me, such a gloomy sight, but yet so fitting for my mood.

My hands clawed at my throat, as though maybe if I ripped open my granite skin, exposed my throat to the air, that the terrible burning would stop.

I stood, and my new born eyes took in the woods around my for only a brief moment. Everything was so sharp. So green. It was as though I had been walking with sunglasses on my entire life, only to have them be removed at my death.

I wasn't able to enjoy my new eyesight, for the animalistic hunger took over my body, and I found myself running. My body moved in strange lurches, my new found speed shocked me, but not enough to drag myself back into reality. I ran hunched over, my head was up, searching my surrounding for food.

And suddenly I smelled the most delicious thing I could have ever imagined. It was food to a starving man, amplified a thousand times. Water to a thirty man, but I wasn't just thirsty. I felt like I was dying. Dying, and the only way to live again was to get that smell, get it and rip it open, consume- no devour it. And I would.

It was there now, standing directly in front of me. The beautiful smell was deer. I froze in my tracks, my body finding no problem in stopping so suddenly for the amazing speed I was going before. Momentum was nothing anymore.

Every law of physics was defied, but none of that mattered to me.

The doe regarded me with weary eyes. It was young, I could tell that much. It's eyes were a deep brown, but they were dull, lifeless.

I bared my teeth at it.

My body knew it was about to be satisfied, that unbearable thirst was about to be quenched, and that knowledge alone was near ecstasy to me.

My nostrils flared, and at that slight movement, it ran. It turned on it's think legs and began to sprint through the forest, and my body tensed for the chase.

It was too easy to catch it. To take it's neck in between my strong hands. For a moment, I felt the tendons strain under my claws, the muscles tense, perhaps for what was to come.

But that was only for a moment, because I opened my mouth wide- as wide as it would go- and bit down.

My teeth cut through the flesh of the animal like butter, a grim analogy, and the blood flowed into my mouth, hot and beautiful. I dropped to my knees, bringing the deer closer, holding in almost a loving embrace, as I proceeded to drain it dry.

The ecstasy ended too soon. I had drained all the blood I could, none else came to me, and I tossed the carcass of the animal aside.

I stared at it proudly, my first kill. I wasn't completely satisfied, but I felt better. My head felt clearer, and I realized just how much the thirst had clouded my mind. I took in my surroundings giddily.

Oh, the colors were so much sharper. The greens were so vibrant- the colors contrasting more than they ever had in my life. My human life, my mind corrected.

I was a vampire now, and there was no need to pretend to be ignorant of that.

But I was so alone! The Cullen's had gone, and it didn't strike me that they would be too thrilled when they found out I was a vampire.

I was a newborn in the world and completely alone, like an abandoned child. But I didn't need them. This new world may have been unfamiliar, but I understood it. It was as though I had been told how to do something, but was now really trying to do it myself for the first time. I knew what it was like to be a vampire, but it was now that I was officially one.

I sat down on the ground, not caring if my clothes were getting wet. They were torn anyway from my running, and the color of my shirt was caked and stiff with my own dried blood.

Ignoring the remnants of the thirst, I struggled to remember all of the vital details of my change.

It was Laurent. I knew that, of course. I could remember our conversation, my pleading with him for my life. A worthless attempt, I know now. How could I have expected him to spare me my pathetic life?

But there was something that didn't add up, and that was why I had been changed. Why had he stopped feeding? Was there something wrong with my blood?

I sniffed, slightly insulted.

There was nothing wrong with my blood, I thought. After all, I had been complimented on it many times. I closed my eyes, blocking out thoughts of my lost love- now wasn't the time.

But then I remembered the last piece of the puzzle- the bears. They had made their presences known the instant Laurent had bitten me. Had they chased him off? No. He was a vampire, and didn't need to be afraid of a few mutant bears.

Suddenly, the sound of approaching footsteps caught my attention. My head snapped up, and my new body did two things simultaneously. I crouched into a defensive position, if whatever was coming was a threat, I would be prepared, and I inhaled sharply, trying to perhaps learn something of my approaching visitor through their scent.

I caught a flash of something dark flying through the trees, and tensed even more. It was a vampire, that I was sure. Nothing could move at such a high speed except the immortal.

But then, with a pang of recognition, my posture relaxed- but only slightly- and I tried to loose the more feral side of myself, so that I would be able to converse.

This person had talking to do.

A/N: That's all I'm giving you.

...

Only joking.

"Laurent?"

A/N: That's all I'm giving you. I couldn't let you all get your hopes up for Edward or Alice could I? Nope. Leave me a review, and we'll see what Laurent wants with Bella, hmm?

Ebony