Hey everyone back with another chapter. I would have posted sooner but registration for school and that kinda put a damper on it. So this chapter is a little long but it has to be to get the point across. Alright so keeping the broken record going I don't own this, except Tracey; she's all mine but yeah SM owns the rest sadly cause I would not mind owning Edward I'd shag the emo out of him. LOL! Enough shagging around, read on.

Flashback

I was fifteen when the worst thing that ever happened to me turned into the best thing that could have happened.

I was living in Phoenix with my Mom and my best friend was Tracey Flannigan. She was everything I wasn't. She was loud and outgoing, and loved to be the center of attention. I was shy and would have rather blending into the crowd but when you're best friend is Tracey, that doesn't happen. She was also rich too, filthy actually but she never let it go to her head thanks to her grandparents who kept her grounded. Tracey's parents had died in a car crash when she was only a year old and her grandparents came all the way from Ireland where Mr. Flannigan was part of the Irish government to raise her. Mr. Flannigan was an advisor to the prime minister and always loved politics and blamed it on his aunt, who was Catherine McGuiness and was a Justice of the Supreme Court in Ireland. In fact the entire family had been involved in politics since the 16th century. They were wonderful people and I loved them like they were my own grandparents and they treated me as if I was their granddaughter. So I often got the same things Tracey did, they knew I hated it when they bought me things but Mrs. Flannigan or Nana as she liked to be called always told me

"Oh come now Lassie, a pretty little wee one like yerself deserves the best things in life and besides I live to spoil you and me granddaughter now and then so away with ya".

I'd always pout and say that I appreciate it but I wasn't her granddaughter so I didn't deserve it. She'd give me a light tap on my backside and say

"Isabella, yer as much me own grandchild as Tracey is, family doesn't have to be by blood, it's what's in ere that counts" she always pointed to her heart whenever she said that,

"And you my wee one are in here and I love you with all me heart" she would always hug me tightly and send me on my way laughing. I loved her so much and Mr. Flannigan was your typical Irish man. He was tall with grey hair that still had hints of red throughout and he looked very stern or grumpy but he was far from it. He was gentle, funny, and he told any boys that followed us home that he would shove a boot up their arse if they so as much as came close to us. He was extremely protective of the two of us.

They weren't a big fan of my Mom either, she was more the child who I took care of, the only time I can remember being a kid was when I was with Tracey. Renee had a tendency to drink a lot and she wasn't satisfied unless she had some young guy on her arm. She was the classic Cougar. It was never pretty, she would dress like a hooker, drink way too much which usually involved me having to pick her up off the floor and there was more than once that said "Man of her dreams" turned out to be an asshole who hit her or wasn't what she was looking for which was young, dumb and rich. She didn't like Tracey's grandparents either for they had threatened on more than one occasion to go to the courts to get custody of me when she wouldn't let me go over there. She only did that because she didn't like the attention they gave me. She always thought they gave me money and she wanted it.

The year that I turned 15 Tracey surprised me with a trip to Alaska with her and her Grandparents for my birthday squealing

"Happy Birthday Izzy" she was the only one who could call me that,

"Now I know how you feel about people giving you gifts especially ones like this but Nana and Pop won't take no for an answer, in fact Pop said he'd redden yer arse if you so much as even thinks of saying no"

She wagged her finger at me and had imitated his Irish brogue perfectly and I laughed and told her that I couldn't wait and thank you. We were spending Christmas in Alaska, Renee wasn't too happy about it but she forgot about it when her "Friend" invited her to New York for the holidays, friend being some guy she met in a bar.

Nana and Pop had rented a cabin in the Denali National Park and I would get two weeks of ice skating, fishing, and skiing, all of which I sucked at but I was just too excited to even think of it. Two weeks without Renee and her "friends" running around doing God knows what, two weeks without having to pick her up off the floor or having to take care of her when some asshole broke her heart. The next two weeks were gonna be bliss.

The trip was surreal, the snow had the earth blanketed in white and it looked like something out of a fairy-tale. The cabin was huge with four bedrooms; one for her grandparents, one for just keeping our supplies in and one for me and one for Tracey but we refused to sleep in separate rooms. We'd only be sneaking back and forth anyways; I mean what kind of grown up would think a teenage girl who is staying with her best friend for two weeks is going to go to just go to sleep on her own every night when her bestie is just next door. Yeah, not gonna happen. Now I mean there were a few nights that the fresh air knocked us both out by nine that night but most nights were spent whispering and giggling about people in our class. The cabin also had a huge living room with a flat screen TV and a cozy little kitchen where we ate breakfast in the mornings, Nana made these awesome pancakes with bacon and eggs, YUM! I'm sure I gained ten pounds while I was there. She just kept telling us that we needed the extra fat to burn off and keep us warm up here in the cold, she was right too, it was freezing here but I loved it. I fell on my butt more than once while skiing and Pop taught me to skate. I loved hanging on to his coat while he pulled me around the rink that had been made on a pond. I loved the feeling of the snow as it fell on my face and the wind in my hair. On Christmas morning there were so many gifts that I didn't know where they were going to fit, they had given me and Tracey matching snow suits, laptops and IPods. I cried happy tears and thanked them for their generosity. Renee was too busy spending her money on booze instead of seeing to my needs or pay the bills. I had to go to Tracey on more than one occasion to have a hot shower because Renee forgot to pay the bill and I couldn't really go to my father, and he couldn't do anything because he was all the way in Forks and I didn't have a bank account that my mother didn't know about so he couldn't give me money or else she would know and force me to give it to her. She had custody and without proof of wrong doing there wasn't anything anyone could do. Not that she had done anything wrong really; okay maybe some things, but nothing illegal, she just really sucked at being a mom.

Three days before we were supposed to leave is when my world changed. We were packing things up to send back, the fire was roaring and Tracey and I were roasting marshmallows. I was so peaceful and I didn't want to go back. Suddenly the door blew open and three strangers walked in. Pop jumped up while Nana hauled two of us close to her.

"What the hell is the meaning of this?" he yelled.

The three strangers were in fact two men; one with blonde hair in a ponytail and the other who had more of an olive skinned complexion with dreadlocks and one woman with wild red hair. She looked like a snake and I was scared to death especially by their black eyes. The wind was whipping everything around and my hair was getting in my eyes. I saw all three take in a breath and their heads turned to me, making my skin crawl.

"My my, what do we have here?" said the blonde one.

"Looks like a buffet to me darling", purred the demon woman.

The blonde one started to stalk towards us but Nana held us closer and started to pray as Tracey cried and Pop was screaming profanities. The one with the dreadlocks grabbed Pop and slung him into a wall with a deafening crash. Nana screamed and with a movement so quick that I didn't see it, the red haired woman had grabbed Nana and Tracey and was holding them down with an inhuman strength. Now I was left standing before the one with the ponytail. He lifted my hair and I cried.

"Shhh" he said

"No need to cry, I won't hurt you"

I breathed a sigh of relief until he threw his head back and laughed like a maniac.

"Ha Ha! No my dear what I have planned for you is much worse. You all smell so good and we're all so thirsty, but you are just too tempting to only have as a meal" he sounded like a demon and I was scared out of my wits.

"Get the hell away from my granddaughter you bastard" screamed Pop.

The dark haired one punched him and immediately I could smell the blood and then things got really bad, it was like a scene from my worst nightmare. The dark one snarled and tore into my grandfather's neck and the red haired one did the same to Tracey, Nana started to run for me but the blonde one caught her very quickly and Nana met the same fate as Pop and Tracy. I stood there frozen in fright for a second before my brain screamed at me to get the hell out of there and then I started to run for the door and into the forest. I don't remember how long I ran or how far or where but the next thing I knew was that I had been knocked down on my back and the blonde one was hovering over me. I knew what he had planned and I didn't want to go like this. I begged him to let me go, he shook his head. I asked him to just kill me but he told me he would eventually but he wanted to have his fun first. I felt his icy hands up my shirt while I cried, he tore my pants from me and that's when I blacked out.

I woke up briefly to the face of an angel with golden eyes. It was a man and for a moment I was scared that it was another one of them. My head hurt and I was having some terrible cramps in my stomach.

"Don't be scared, I promise I won't hurt you, I'm bringing you to someone who can help okay, I'm so sorry and I promise I'll find the bastard and he will pay for what he did" said the angel.

I nodded not quite understanding it and passed out again. The next time I woke up I was in a huge bed where a fire place was lit. I was dressed in a cotton night gown and for a second I thought it was all a dream and that I was back in the cabin until the door opened and a woman with hair the color of dark caramel and a slightly olive skin tone approached me. She had kind eyes and they were golden color reminding me of my angel in the woods and I wondered if she was an angel herself. She had a sad expression on her face and I didn't know why, angels shouldn't be sad. The woman introduced herself as Carmen, the door opened again and a tall man with dark hair and golden eyes came in and stood next to the woman, after him followed three beautiful beyond belief women; one with medium length light brown curly hair, the other with long silvery blonde hair and the last one to come in had strawberry blonde hair and they all had the same golden brown coloured eyes; how odd, but after what I had just seen there was nothing that seemed odd to me anymore. The one with strawberry blonde hair just sneered at me and I was scared stiff.

"TAYNA THAT'S ENOUGH!" yelled the woman who said her name was Carmen.

The strawberry blonde that I assumed was Tanya just huffed and walked out.

"My apologies dear I'm afraid she doesn't have any manners" said the man who introduced himself as Elezar.

"Manners, please T is just a royal bitch that's all" said the one with curly hair.

"Hi, I'm Kate, what's your name?"

"Bella" I squeaked

"Well you met Tanya, Elezar, Carmen and over there is my sister Irina"

she sure was a chirpy one and she kind of reminded me of Tracey" I got very upset with the thought of my best friend and adopted grandparents. I asked about them and Carmen wrapped me in her arms like a mom would and told me they would tell me everything soon but first she told me that they had some questions to ask me first. She told me that I had been found on their doorstep a week ago and that they didn't know how I got there or what happened but I had been in a coma like state for the past week. She told me that they had been able to hook me up to an IV so I could survive and asked what I remembered. A WEEK! I had been unconscious for a week. I couldn't believe it and although things were fuzzy I did remember most of it so I told them about the cabin and running away and one of them catching me and touching me and then here. I left out the angel in the woods part. I sounded crazy enough talking about people with red eyes that moved too quickly to be human and were ripping other peoples' throats out without mentioning an angel. She looked at me with such sadness and told me that the people I had been staying with were dead. I cried so hard and this time Carmen, Kate and Irina held me "Shhh little one, it's going to be okay but I'm afraid I have some more bad news" Carmen told me.

"Like what?" I sniffled.

"Bella my dear, I'm afraid you were umm how should I put this, violated and now it seems that you are pregnant, I'm sorry dear I wish it was better news but I'm afraid that's not even the worst of it".

I just sat there in shock; I was raped by the bastard and now I was pregnant with his child. Hold on a second, it only happened a week ago, how did they know that so soon, I mean I don't know much about sex, hell I hadn't even had my first kiss yet and yes I was only 15 but I did know that you had to be at least a few months along or weeks at the very least before you showed any signs so it didn't seem very likely that I would show signs after only one week. Again I was in shock so maybe my brain wasn't functioning right but nothing could have prepared me for what they told me next. Apparently the man who attacked me was a vampire as were the other two from the cabin. I laughed at this but stopped when I saw everyone's expressions, they were serious. Okay so maybe I'm not the only crazy one and I vowed that I wouldn't call the mental institution about them, it had to be the isolation up here causing their brains to turn to mush, yeah that was it, and all this cold and stuff were making everyone delirious.

"Bella my dear, the world humans live in isn't all cut and dry. Mortals today don't believe in anything anymore, but in reality the world of the supernatural does exist and those that attacked you were of that world, vampires sweetheart, we should know for we are vampires ourselves. Carmen had interrupted my musings and my body reacted on impulse; I jumped out of bed at that news and was determined to get away; why me? Did they help me just to feed on me later? I ran towards the door but was met by the one named Irina.

"It's okay we won't hurt you" she pleaded

"Bella my family and a few others like us we value human life, we only drink from animals. You have nothing to fear here, I promise no harm will come to you".

I sat down on a nearby chair and cried, I cried for the loss of my best friend, my grandparents and my innocence. Carmen came and held me; she explained that vampires had heightened senses and that's how they could tell I was pregnant, she said that they would help me any way they could. They didn't think that I'd be able to have the child aborted as the pregnancy seemed to be progressing quickly. She was right about that, I had chanced a look down and noticed a slight bump. She did tell me that she knew lots of female vampires who would gladly have the baby or whatever it might be.

"That's just great" I thought, "Here I am pregnant for a vampire rapist and I don't even know what the hell it is".

I thanked them all again for their help and I asked to be left alone to think. By dawn I had made a decision, I couldn't get rid of it nor did I want to give the baby up, something kept telling me not to, what I don't know, and I knew no one would understand it but I just couldn't do it and when I told the rest of them they were reluctant and apprehensive about it but they did agree to help, well except for Tanya, she kept her distance and was always mumbling under her breath. I phoned my Dad and although he was angry beyond belief, no more like murderous would be the better term and trying to calm him was no easy task but he understood the instant love one can have for a new baby and asked if I wanted him to come up there and I told him no, that I was a bit out of the way but I would keep in touch and send him pictures. I also phoned Renee to tell her what happened, but I made sure to leave out the whole vampire thing. I wasn't sure what to expect exactly, I was hoping that her maternal instincts would kick in this time, my hope was in vain. She didn't even acknowledge the fact that her daughter had been raped or the people who she loved most in this world were dead; all Renee seemed to scream about was the fact that she was going to be a grandmother. She kept saying things like

"How could you let this happen, always knew you were a slut, how dare you get yourself pregnant, we'll just get rid of it"

the last remark was the last straw. I screamed at her that I was not under any circumstances getting rid of my baby. We screamed at each other over the phone for a good 30 minutes before Kate stepped in, took the phone from me and told my mother off. She didn't understand, I don't know why I thought she would be there for me, I should have known better, but at least I had this family to help me at until the baby was born.

The next few weeks were a whirlwind of emotions. There were bouts of morning sickness'; not fun, renovations, baby gifts, which involved shopping; not fun at all when it was for me but I did enjoy picking out baby clothes and furnishings and of course there were the cravings; lots and lots of cravings. I still ate all the same things just a lot more meat and I might have craved blood, ok so I craved blood like it was chocolate and Kate and Irina were more than happy to treat me to every different animal that existed in the Alaskan wilderness. What! The baby was half vampire. Elezar somehow stole an ultrasound machine, I didn't ask and they didn't offer any information but it made sense because there was no way I'd be able to go to a doctor with this, try explaining to a doctor that you were raped by a supernatural creature, was pregnant with his child and it only happed about a month ago. Yeah how was I going to explain that? The machine was brought in and after some playing around we managed to see the baby, he or she looked normal enough, at least as normal as one can look on an ultrasound. We weren't able to tell what the sex of the baby was but it appeared to look human, only time would tell