I don't own Twilight

1. KILL Her

EPOV

I watched James with caution. He looked murderously angry with every word he spoke or rather yelled into his phone. "-damn Swan! Are you sure Laurent is dead?" he screamed. Laurent was dead. James' brother was dead.

He smashed his brand new phone against the west wall. It shattered to bits.

He turned to look at me. I could barely make out his face. It was so dark. The only light in the room came from a Frisbee sized hole in the

wall. For a moment I was concerned for the safety of the dark mahogany antique, the table. I watched silently as he calmed himself. We were alone. He could do anything…..I took another deep breath to bring the nerves under control.

"Edward, I need you to do this job." He said his lips white. I froze. A job meant murder. "Her! I need her dead!" he screamed, the murderous anger back in his eyes. I felt myself warming up to the idea of another task. James gave me only the most difficult tasks. A murder. Mmmmm! That involved a lot of technical planning. I smiled a small smile.

"Charlie Swan has been doing a lot lately. He needs to feel how I feel now…..The pain…Killing his daughter will set him back, probably pull him off us all together…" he said softly his eyes probing into every possible scenario. A possibility of failure. Of success. I could practically see him calculating in his eyes. He loved his idea, that was obvious but he was missing an important point.

James…killing his daughter will only add fuel to his anger. The grief will make him work harder. He will make himself free from pain or loss because in that moment he'll have nothing to lose." I said bringing my doubts to light. James nodded as though he had already thought of that.

"Yes….I suppose, but what about his other daughter?" he asked a cunning smile spreading across his face. I nodded understanding. Yes, that would help a lot. When the girl is killed Charlie will fear for the life of his other daughter…He would probably pull out of the case all together. That would be of great use to us.

"Tell me when. I am ready to do it." I said feeling my fingers tingling.

"Ahhhh….I would like you to start….today." he said glancing at me to catch my reaction. I wasn't scared or even worried. A girl was easy. Too easy. They were the easiest to kill.

"I'll do it."

….

I studied the photograph incessantly. I couldn't seem to take my eyes of it. The girl Isabella Swan was very pretty but I was sure that looks wouldn't be enough to stop me.

I turned to the next page slowly. Her profile. She was interesting in her own way. But she was a girl after all. Girls were boring.

888- Hurdle

Name: Isabella Marie Swan

Age: 22

D.O.B. : 13th September 1988

Education: Forks Elementary School, Forks High School, College of Forks.

Acquaintances (possible hurdles):

1. Alice Brandon: 21

2. Emmett McCarty: 22

3. Rosalie McCarty: 21

4. Jasper Hale: 25

5. Angela Weber: 22

6. Michael Newton: 22

….

…..

And it went on. I couldn't believe that a person could know so many people. Wonderful. This would just make my case harder. The harder the better. I loved the challenge more than the actual murder. I glanced at the file again it was more about her likes, her dislikes, her favorites, her passions, etc. Not important. These had to be found out. I closed the file admiring the deep red color before placing it in my backpack. Killing wasn't fun. I didn't like murders. I usually stuck to the neatest way of killing and the fastest. A simple slit to the throat. That was easy. I did not like gruesome blood filled kills. That was disgusting. I usually ensured that not even a drop of blood from the victim fell off the victim.

I closed my eyes and leaned back. Mmmmm. I missed my piano. I know I am a killer and I play the piano, but honestly I don't mind. I love music. I enjoy music and James actually shipped a piano from England for me to play in the lair. He just did that to ensure I didn't leave but I wasn't complaining.

This was not going to be a long flight from what I know…..

…..

I walked off the plane. It was drizzling. I was supposed to be Isabella's roommate. I scanned the crowd for any sign of the girl in the picture.

"Excuse me…..?" a deep voice asked form behind me. I turned around. A huge guy, technically a wall of muscle was standing in front pf me. Was he going to kill me? For a moment I froze but then I realized if he was then he would have done that by now…

'Are you Edward Cullen?" he asked his hazel eyes twinkling. I nodded since my jaw was too rigid for me to speak.

"Great! Bella couldn't come….her kindergarteners wanted her at school today. But she'll be home by the time we get there." He said before picking up my second suitcase and heading off. I followed him to a giant jeep.

"I'm Emmett by the way." He said fitting everything in. I nodded.

Kindergarteners? Was she a teacher or did she have children? Oh and this guy was Emmett McCarty. He didn't look like a hurdle to me. He was more of a big but friendly person. I knew that if provoked he would get angry and badly angry too.

"So how do you know Isabella?" I asked him trying to make conversation. I needed to know anyway.

"Best friends since first grade." He said as though that was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Oh okay"

"How come you're here?" he asked me suddenly.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean why did you decide to come her of all place in the world? Forks isn't the best place to live in especially not for people who come from other places…" he trailed off but glanced at me before turning back to the road.

"Oh…well, I wanted to come here. I guess I love the rain. The cold too. One of my friends told me of the house and the person who was looking for a roommate….and here I am." I said smiling a tiny bit.

He looked at me like I was crazy. "You like the cold and the wet?" he let out a long laugh.

"Bella hates the cold and the wet." But she loves Forks I thought to myself. I had seen that on her file. Well another mystery.

I acted through the rest of the trip but most of it was the real me. Emmett was nice. If I hadn't been planning to kill his BFF I would have been his friend.

We talked a lot. He was married for two years now but his wife couldn't have any children. He was born in Forks and he had lived here all his life. He had been to London, L.A., Tokyo, India, Nigeria, and many more places. But by far he though home was Forks. Emmett was on the whole a nice, friendly, protective person. He loved to be the best. He loved to travel. He was just a giant of man but a child at heart.

I found out a lot about him through the trip of about an hour.

…..

.

"Bella! We're here but I have to go! Rose wants me home early! Love you!" he yelled before jogging off to his jeep. Wow! That guy was very happy. I could almost feel the happy vibes coming off him.

I turned to observe the house. It had two stories. Not bad… The paint was a cream on cream. Nice taste. The door opened and I was struck speechless. Bella was gorgeous! Her eyes were the deep rich chocolate brown. I almost got lost in them, her skin was a creamy rich ivory alabaster mix. I wanted so badly to put my hand out and touch her. Her hair was a thick brown mahogany reaching mid waist. When I saw what she was wearing I almost blushed. She was dressed in a camisole and tiny, really tiny shorts that exposed her long white legs clearly.

"Hi…I'm Isabella, but call me Bella, I don't usually respond to Isabella…." She said smiling. Smiling, flashing her pearly white teeth at me. I almost swooned. Where was Edward the man? He had run off leaving Edward the woman behind.

"Uh….Hey, Excuse me…Yoohoo! Are you in there?" she asked in her wonderful bell like voice…oh my…She was waving her soft petite hands in front of my face. Wow!

"HELLO!" she said loudly and I pulled out of my trance. I ran a hand through my hair. Great! I had made an idiot of myself on her doorstep.

"Uh….sorry…..I'm Edward." I said smiling sheepishly. She giggled. I tried not to go crazy for that too.

"Come on in. I'll show you your room." She said pulling my wrist. I could feel the electricity flowing through my veins. What was that?

"So you like?" she asked me expectantly. I shook myself and looked at my room. Wow! The room was huge! The bed looked sooooo comfy that I felt like lying on it immediately….with her. The bathroom was off to the side. There were big French windows that lead out into the garden. Definitely my style.

"I love" I said smiling at her. Her eyes looked excited.

"Thank god! I hate living alone over here. Its too big for me. At first Emmett crashed here with me but then they got married and got a new place and anyway I do not like listening to their moans and groans at night" she said shuddering. I laughed.

"So freshen up and come down we can go out for dinner or if you want I can cook." She said turning to leave but she just completed the circle and looked at me again.

"Oh by the way your room doesn't have hot water…I didn't think of that before. So feel free to use mine." She said blushing. I felt really uncomfortable in my pants now. God she was good…..

'Okay" I said smiling.

She turned to leave and stumbled over nothing. I saw her catch herself on the door. She blushed.

….

I took a cold shower in my bathroom and changed into a pair of blue jeans and a white button up. I ran a comb through my unruly bronze hair. Okay…..now I was ready. I turned and my eyes fell upon my backpack. The one that contained the red file. The victim file.

Bella's file. Oh my god….Isabella, Bella, the angel was my subject. Shit!

I was going to have to kill her.

A/N: So yeah this story has been running in the back of my mind for a long time now. I wrote it all down on paper. I kept putting it off because I felt I would be biting off more than I could chew but I finally decided to bring it into fanfiction. All I have to do is just copy from my notebook. Cool right? I suppose but to be honest I just keep adding more stuff when I type it in.

PLEASE READ THIS!

Please tell me if this is worth continuing or in my case typing up…I need to know. Please review and rate me 0-10. I like ratings because they help me know what level I am in and what level I should aim for. Please be frank with the ratings and all of you should rate. It is important. Even those who don't have an account.

Thanks for reading this…:)