Rewrite of my previous story (or chapter, I never quite developed it into something more than that heh heh). I'm trying to make it a bit longer, minimize all the loopholes, and basically try a different approach. I figured that now since I'm 18, my writing should change a bit. Just so you guys know; I kind of have the basic idea with where I am going with this but it's mostly just an impromptu so I am open to any ideas. If you have any just PM me and I'll take them all into consideration. So yeah, please, Read and Review! :D

Song for this chapter (to go with the mood): "Survive" by Muse

~*~Bella's POV~*

"Run! Just Run! Don't look back!"

We ran and ran, tripping and falling, but we kept on running. The pain on my legs was excruciating; I felt as if I would just pass out of the sheer pain. My mind was numb, my body ached. I was filthy, tired, and famished, and yet I kept on running as if my life depended on it which, unfortunately, that was the case. I trailed behind my two sisters, limping, and urging them to keep going forward, even though they were as hungry and injured (if not worse) as I was. But we had to keep on running for the sake of the vow we made to our now deceased mother: The bloodsuckers were not to capture us; we had to keep on running or die fighting.

I knew that we never stood a chance against all of them in the first place; they were too large in numbers. We all knew that since the very beginning yet that didn't stop us from at least trying to fight back. They were heartless, soulless, hateful creatures. They killed my grandparents, they killed my father, and now they murdered my mother, and as if it weren't enough they were now coming for us. I guess it was the fact that we never exactly fully submitted to them. Some of our kind did, but not our cult. Our leader-my father- had said that we weren't to submit to them in anyway. We, he proclaimed, represented the light, the hope to the human race. Well, that hope flew out the window the day he was murdered at our own home, which was, according to our people, the safest house in the bloodsucking-ruled world. Still my mother believed that we had to uphold my father's wishes. We trained that day on; to kill, to fight back, and to teach our methods of surviving to others.

"I can't run anymore. I just can't," My youngest sister, Alice, dropped to her knees and ran her hands through her short, dark hair. I stood behind her and grabbed her underarms and tried pulling her up with the little strength I had. She resisted and tried to bat my hands away.

"Come on, Ali. Just a little more. We are almost there," I lied. I had no idea where the hell we were and it seemed that she too knew that.

"Damn it Bella! Don't lie! There's no there. The next city is not for miles away. We are stuck in this god forsaken forest!" She screamed in frustration. I looked at her weary, dirty face. Her gray eyes were filled with unshed tears; her lips formed into a thin line as she tried not to cry.

I pursed my lips. I felt horrible. As her older sister I felt it was my responsibility to keep her safe and happy, especially now that at the age of 14 she was left without a mother and a father. At her words, I knew that she was right. It was already getting dark and it was utterly foolish to believe that we could outrun them, especially in the state we were in. Of course it was foolish to stop as well; I knew they were right behind us though they had yet to announce their presence. The sadistic bastards were going to try to attacks us the moment we felt anything remotely close to safe. Rosalie, my older sibling decided to voice her opinion.

"We can't just wait here so they can come get us. If they are that…" she struggled for a moment, "Sick, they'll probably wait until we are near faint before they start chasing us again." Her perfect face was morphed with frustration. She already had a bruise forming on her left cheek and a long red gash going all around her neck. It was probably from the restraint that they had tried to force her on, but of course our Rose had managed to escape it, leaving her only a mark of it for a reminder. I studied her once pretty sleeping gown and saw it soaked with blood.

"Oh my god, Rose, are you bleeding?" I started to walk towards her when she put a hand out to stop me.

She looked down at herself and then back at me," Of course not. It's not my blood."

She threw me a significant glance as if she were telling me to shut up. I got her message and promptly faced away from her and looked back at Alice. I saw Alice all stiff while she was still on her knees with her hands now resting on her forehead and her eyes were glazed over; she was having a vision.

We were very gifted, so to speak, and I knew the importance of not disrupting any of the visions my sister had. Seeing that we were not going to run any longer, I looked at our surroundings trying to find the bloodsucker that was looking at us at the moment. Whatever bloodsucker they had sent, I knew that he (or she) was around just waiting around the trees somewhere. For what, I do not know. A fight? Well, they didn't have to wait; they were going to get it no matter what state we were in. Our surrender? Most probably since it looked like they took great pleasure to our kind's submission. But of course they wouldn't be as naïve as to think that we'd actually consider surrendering to them, after a few encounters with us their leaders must have been informed of what prideful creatures our cult was. Our kind is labeled as Hunters. We were human, obviously, but we were rewarded with special abilities. The bloodsucking vampires had abilities to aid their predatory ways, well us humans, the prey, have gained abilities to defend ourselves. Originally we were the classic vampire hunters with torches and daggers, but as the years progressed and as new technology emerged we learned how to adapt into using silver bullets, fire guns, and our bare physical means and now to our minds. As they evolved so did we.

My father was the leader to our cult. Each of the families had their own abilities, some more potent than others. Our family was obviously the strongest hence why my father was the leader. He possessed a great deal of knowledge and self-restraint. He kept strong and his ability to evade and outsmart the bloodsuckers allowed some sort of comfort to our cult and the rest of the human beings. He began leading many lone Hunters (in contrary to previous beliefs we do not travel or live alone; we believed that staying together allowed us to be stronger, but of course there were a few who preferred being alone) who wished to be led by him, or whose cult got destroyed and they had no where else to go. Compassionate, brave, and dedicated to our cause and our people he died at no mercy. I wasn't allowed to see what exactly had happened to him (since I was about 4), and obviously nobody had told me exactly what was done to him; all I know was that it wasn't pretty. My father had the gift of Deception (in contrary to his personality) that extended well beyond him. He made you believe what he wanted you to believe, made you think what he wanted you to think, made you see what he wanted you to see. It managed to hide our Community right under the bloodsuckers' noses (as it also masked our scents), so obviously when he died we didn't have that kind of protection anymore. My mother, being the caring and gentle creature she was, was a Healer and Nature manipulator. She was able to heal the most devastating wounds and save most from the brink of death. Her Nature abilities allowed her to detect where animals were (ideal for hunting), and to grow any harvest in any condition given which was essential to our way of living. Together they were obviously the ideal leaders since they held gifts essential for survival.

We were awarded helpful gifts as well. My older sister of 19, Rosalie, held two abilities; Elemental control and Healing. She had a very cold and daring attitude that most were afraid to approach to, but underneath her cold exterior she was very caring and motherly which went well with her Healing abilities. Her Elemental abilities were believed to have derived from my mother's nature abilities; the classic Fire, Water, Earth, and Wind. She was tall, model looking with her hourglass figure and long blond hair and gray eyes. She took the most out of my father, but held the abilities of my mother. She held regality, grace, and confidence, which went with our cult's belief that she would have made an exceptional leader if it weren't for me. My younger sister, Alice, had two gifts as well; Psychic abilities and Telekinesis. Her psychic abilities allowed her to have visions of the future based solely on decisions. Her Telekinesis allowed her to move objects at her will. She took up after my mother's petite figure and her caramel hair (though my sister dyed it a darker brown) and my father's pretty gray eyes. I, unlike my sisters, held 3 abilities; Shields (both Mental and Physical), Teleportation, and Stealth. I was a prodigy. Most of the Hunters only held one ability and at rare times two. I held three. I was their ultimate warrior, their weapon. Our people said I was the exact replica of my mother; petite figure, caramel hair that cascaded down my back, heart shaped face (I, unfortunately, did not have her dimples), full pouty lips. I took it as a great compliment; my mother was beautiful. The only think that set me apart from my mother was my eyes, they held the unique mixture of her golden brown honey ones and my father's silvery gray ones, other than that we looked exactly the same.

Thinking of my mother brought tears to my eyes. I had not yet mourned and I refused to do so. It was neither the time nor the place. Besides the fact that I hated crying, I refused to appear weak in front of my sisters. Although I was the middle child (I was 16) I felt as if I was their care taker; that they were my responsibility. At young age, besides learning how to fight, I was taught to protect. My shields made me be the ultimate defense for our little Community (our Community held both "normal" humans and Hunters; the Hunters were there to protect the normal humans) so it was only natural that I felt the need to protect the only family I had left. If I were to have voiced my thoughts to my sisters, they would have killed me. They, as well as I, refused to appear in any form weak. Well, until now, Alice appears to have given up.

A twig snapped. I swerved my head towards the direction. I wasn't stupid. I knew that vampires don't purposely make noise; rather they never made a sound. At that moment Alice snapped out of it. She abruptly stood and grabbed both Rose's and my hand. She pulled us forward. We headed towards a clearing.

"They sent six; three to fight, three to supervise. They are not underestimating us this time," She stopped talking for a while and then continued a bit hysterically," It was a whole conversation between the vamp leaders. They were in some sort of argument. Something about wanting to recruit us, something about a war…They know all about our abilities, our age, everything. It seems that we were ratted out by one of the cult," She chuckled humorlessly," They will fight us; they are just stalling a bit, strategizing. They don't want to kill us, they want to capture us, " She muttered an 'As if' and kept going, "There's a red head behind us, female," she jerked her head to the right," A dark haired one, male," she looked in front and with a nod she signaled, " And an ugly blond male right in front of us."

Indeed there he was. He stood with his hands on his back, his blond hair in a ponytail, and his shirt open showing his pale muscles. His eyes were a brilliant red and he had an arrogant smirk on his face. Alice continued with a sneer, undeterred.

"The other three pompous, cowardly, bastards," she said loud enough for them to hear, though there was no need; they had an acute sense of hearing." Are playing chicken on top of those trees." She let go of our hands to point diagonally a bit to the right.

We saw them standing on top of the tree branches leaning against the tree trunk. I couldn't make up their features but they were most definitely male. I cautiously tried to put up a shield around my sisters and I. I was tired and weak as it was and only an idiot would attempt to use their abilities in this state; they would pass out of exhaustion. It took a lot of effort and energy to use our abilities, and I was playing in dangerous waters just trying to conjure my shield. I held my breath a bit. My head was pounding. Rose looked up at me questionably as she felt the safe, yet tingly sensation my shield gave her. I subtly nodded back at her.

"Well my little pixie," The blond male in front of us said, cocking his head to the side in amusement," That was quite good. Though you called me ugly, and I can't help but say you are terribly wrong. I am quite good-looking if I do say so myself."

"You are rather plain," Rose said thoughtfully, going along.

"And you, my queen, are quite a beauty," He eyed her appreciatively.

A furious snarl was heard behind us. I half turned to see a woman, with untamable fiery red hair and ruby eyes. She stood a couple of feet away from us, baring her teeth.

"Now, now, Victoria. You know she can never compete with you," He admonished at the woman. I assumed she was her mate. Victoria remained where she was and eyed us maliciously.

Rose eyed the blond and said, "Not that there is much to compete for in the first place."

He grinned," Now, now, there's no need to be so mean, my queen."

"She can be however she wants to be," Alice snapped. It seemed as if she was determined to make them angry, either that or she was extremely angry herself. Usually she was the quietest among us. "Now you idiot, stop your horrible flirting and just state your conditions, which is for what you were sent for."

"Feisty little pixie, but you are right, let's talk about the conditions," He licked his lips, grinned once again, and stalked forward. I made my shield stronger. He stopped a few feet in front of us. This made me nervous; he was too close. Sweat broke on my forehead and I cleaned it with the back of my sleeve. The blond looked at me as if finally taking notice I was there. He eyed me with a sort of hungry look in his eyes that made me shiver in disgust. Didn't he already have a mate?

"Well, well, well, hello my beauty, I didn't see you there."

"Well, then you must be terribly blind," Alice snapped yet once again before I could respond. "I thought your kind was supposed to have good eyesight. Now, fool stop at once and state your damn conditions."

She really wanted to provoke them. I took it as cue that that was supposed to do; they were supposed to get angry at us. We always used that tactic to make them be blinded by rage, vamps usually hated being taunted or mocked in any sort of way. What I couldn't understand was why was Alice trying to provoke them now? Didn't she see that we were outnumbered? Didn't she see that we could easily be taken down at the moment? I mean, we were obviously going to fight no matter what, but having three rage driven vamps attacking us did not look so good. Especially if, out of sheer luck, we managed to win them we would have to deal with three more. I shook my head a bit and tried to keep the weariness out of my face; it didn't help to show them that we were as tired as we looked.

The blond continued to eye me a bit more before saying in a mocking way," As you stated little pixie, our Kings have decided that they wouldn't mind having you among our ranks. They didn't give us specific details, but we were told to inform you that you guys have either two options; join us or die."

"We have had those options since the day we were born," I said smartly," What conditions have your 'Kings' given us?"

"You are to surrender, in any given way," A different male voice said. A dark skinned vampire stepped out of the shadows of the trees. He had an old fashioned set of clothes and his hair was in tread locks. His black eyes glinted maliciously, but he kept a cool composure," Our High King has decided to give you the chance of immortality. Your abilities would be of great use to us. In turn, we will not destroy your little village."

I kept a calm façade. I took a step towards them and said in the same mocking tone the blond had used," As much as we appreciate your little offer, I am afraid we must decline. First of all, the so called little village has already been destroyed by you monsters. So you can't try to add that towards your little conditions or options."

"Oh but you are wrong my sweet," The blond guy said leeringly. Seriously he was giving me the creeps. I would have much more preferred him looking at me as if he wanted to eat me, not…ravish me. I shivered once again in disgust. A snarl broke once again in back of us. Little Vicky must have noticed his look as well. The blond continued, "Your village has been destroyed, but your friends are still alive. Your little friends have just been…captured. Most of them are still alive. Though you must excuse me for the ones who are gone; I was quite hungry."

Rose took a step forward as well standing next to me. She discretely touched my hand. I got her message and stepped back to Alice's side and touched her hand as well. We were not going to agree to anything. For all we know it could be a trap. Alice seemed to have known this was coming, for she did not look surprised when I touched her hand. We usually did this every time we were about to fight, as a reminder that we were there for each other. Rose started lifting up the skirt of her dressing gown to reveal a dagger strapped around her thigh. She got her dagger and started playing with it in her hands.

"Not going to happen, sweet cheeks. You should know better that that is not going to give us any motivation to join your ranks. So we will just go with the other option, or better yet let us give you new one," With her words, I tore open my long sleeve to get the dagger that was strapped around my arm. Alice bent a bit to tear her nightgown to a reasonable length, she as well, got her dagger. "Let's just fight and see who wins."

He smirked as if expecting this. He motioned the other two and soon they flanked his side. I was prepared to launch my shield at any moment. I used all the necessary energy I had left. I crouched a bit and concentrated.

"Bring it."

The story will start off slow so bear with me. I am trying to think of where to put some twists in the story so it could be interesting. I am editing all my chapters making them a bit longer and trying to see what I missed. If you see any errors, yeah just tell me…or just ignore them

I bid you adieu and have a great day.

Word Count: 3544

Editing: August 31, 2012