Disclaimer: I don't know anything from Twilight, it's all owned by Stephenie Meyer.

Summary: It's the year 1887 in Texas and a young girl finds herself taken from her home and thrust into a world of hate and war. She could be saved by a young man making his way up in the ranks, but surviving in his world make take more than she's willing to give. J/B. AU. Dark. No Time Travel.

Warning! : This is not beta'd. I don't know if it ever will be. There will be mistakes in the chapters and I am horrible for switch my tenses from past to present. This is for fun, so I'm not worrying too much over it.

**This story is M for a reason. I don't know how messed up it will get, but it may contain dark topics that could be triggers for people. I will try to be sensitive and put a warning before the chapter starts if it's needed.

A/N: I reworked the first chapter and I'm trying to start this story again. If you want, check out the first chapter again as I did change some of it and scraped some of the story.

Happy Reading!

Chapter 2

Bella could hear the heavy breathing throughout the room that they were in. She knew that they must have been locked somewhere small as the air was warm and sticky. She could feel the panic begin to well up in her throat as she finally began to understand exactly what situation she was in. This could be sex traders! The storytellers talked about women being stolen in the night to satisfy the men in war! Bella had no idea if this particular tale was true, but she was afraid to find out.

Instead of panicking, she sat on the floor with her arms hugging her knees and her forehead gently placed on her knee. She was intelligent, she had always hoped that one day she would be invited to teach at the small school that they town had set up for some of the wealthier children.

She began to use the senses that she could to figure out what was happening to her. She could feel the cold dampness under her, knowing that she was sitting on the ground, so the building did not have a material floor.

She could smell the tang of blood in the air as well as a stench of bile. The room reminded her of the smell of the barn when Charlie would clean it out in the spring after the animals were contained for winter.

What Bella feared most was what she could hear. The breathing and slight shifting of the people around her were unnoticed when she began to listen to the sounds outside the camp. There were screams off in the distance that could only be produced by a measurable amount of pain. There was growling all around the room outside, but it did not sound like any animal she knew. They were harsh and deep sounds that made her muscles clench in fear. When she could hear a mixture of growls, there was also often a duo of tearing sounds that could be heard. Bella could identify the first as clothes, as she was so often faced with falling and ripped clothing but the other she could not place. It did sound as if something was being ripped, but it was not as loud or sharp as clothing. She could only assume that it was some other material, but she knew that it was not true by the screams that would follow the low tearing noise.

She felt her clothes while she had the chance and felt that her dress was unevenly tore. There was a large cut in her sundress that went up to her mid thigh. She had also lost one of her shoes at some point. She hoped that Gus was able to make it home okay without another weird people attacking him. And hopefully father has not tried to find me. She knew that her father would have no ability to help with the boy who took her, and she valued her father's life greatly.

Bella's hand quickly shot up to where she felt her necklace still hanging on her neck. She felt grounded then enough to shift into a crawl and make her way in the dark, slowly feeling around to make sure she did not bump anyone but hoped that she would feel a wall.

The hand reached out and touched some fabric that squeaked and shuffled away quickly out of fear. Bella whispered a short sorry before continuing feeling until her fingers met a wall. She did not notice immediately how silence rung out once she spoke and the people around her were dead silent, not allowing themselves to breath.

Bella soon found out why when the door flew open suddenly and the bright light of the day flooded through the room. Pushing herself back against the wall and covering her eyes from the pain that burns and made her eyes water, she could hear women crying around her.

When a scream began in the room, Bella ignored the pain that shot through her eyes when they flew open to see a man who looked to be the age of Charlie grabbing a young blonde girl no more than twelve by the bicep and hauling her towards the door. She quickly assessed what the room looked like around her. The walls were not painted, they were a dented-up metal that looked patched onto the structure of the room. There were more than twenty women all huddled around the sides of the room with ages that ranged from young children to the elderly. No one was looking towards Bella as she surveyed the room, everyone was looking down submissively.

The young girl screamed and kicked at the man while he pulled while Bella made a move to help her out of instinct. She felt someone grab her by the shirt and pull her back slightly while the man through the girl out the door and slammed it shut, covering the room in darkness again.

She could tell that the from the brief look she got that the room was all the same smooth metal surface that the wall behind her was and the only exit would be through the door that the man had come from. She opened her mouth to speak again in the direction that pulled her back but once the words began to form from her mouth the girl who kept her from moving hissed out a sharp shh! before falling silent again. She settled back against the wall with her arms wrapped around her knees, too afraid to speak again.

…oOo…

Bella did not know how long she was in the room with the other women. The young girl that was beside her helped as much as possible in the situation. They had not spoken at all. No one had spoken in the time that Bella had been in the room.

She knew that she was doing better than some other girls who had came in after her. They had been around her age but had made a fuss once they had woken. Both of them were dragged off quickly and their screams could be heard outside the room. The monsters did not bring them as far as they normally did when they were pulled away. She felt sorrow as they left but she had learned that there was nothing she could do at this point to help them. She was too afraid of being next. To be the one who was screaming for help outside.

She knew that they had not brought food in a long time, she could feel her stomach constantly giving hungry protests and she was worried that the growling would anger the monsters outside. The smallest sounds could make them appear and take a girl as if they were only just reminded that they were there.

Whenever one of the monsters would come and the light would shine in through the room, Bella could no longer recognize many of the women. They tend to never stay in there for too long, the monsters were good at picking out the women who were there the longest. The only reason that Bella had lasted as long as she did was from mimicking the girl next to her who has managed to stay longer than any other.

In the light, Bella could see that the girl was very thin and weak. She could barely move, and the environment had taken a toll on her. She was too dirty to see her features at this point, but Bella could see that her hair was a blonde colour under the mud.

Bella had felt her shuffling and putting dirt on herself when the monsters had come in to give each girl a close look. Bella did the same the next time that the monsters came in and they looked over her almost entirely. She did not know how long she could live in these conditions but she was going to try to avoid notice for as long as possible.

…oOo…

Bella watched as another one of them came in, almost blinding the new girls that were huddled together. They had been brought in the night before and were not as quiet as they should have been. The monsters had been coming and going all night taking people and they continued to make a ruckus.

Bella could feel the resentment building with each girl that was taken. She had survived so long like this, only second to the blonde girl, and she was worried that she would get taken. She had grown lazy when it came to spreading mud on herself and with all the extra commotion from the new girls, she feared even shifting. She never knew if she would be taken next when she curled into a small ball to avoid detection. At least hiding her face in her knees kept her eyes shielded from the bright sunlight outside.

If the only thing that's wrong when they leave is that my eyes are hurting, I'm lucky. Bella thought as she watched the creatures red eyes scan over all the girls that were trying to remain as small as possible before curling into herself. Although she didn't know what happened to the girls when they were grabbed and taken from the room, she knew it wasn't good by the screams that would echo.

Although the room was light proof, Bella knew it was definitely not sound proof. There were many days that she went without restful sleep because the intense sounds outside would not allow it.

She knew that they were also keeping boys somewhere close by, as they could be heard yelling at their handlers just before the door would open in their room. She had no idea why they separated them, but she knew that the men did not make noise as often as the women. Bella assumed that the men were not taken as often as the women were.

Bella chanced a look over at the young girl a little older than her who had been most helpful to her. She looked terrified of the man creeping through the room, her arms wrapped around her legs and her head tilted downwards. Charlotte's hair was still dirty, Bella could tell that this was the reason that she had survived so long. She had a natural survival instinct that Bella did not understand. She turned her head to look at Bella, light brown eyes looking into Bella's deep brown ones.

Bella knew that it was a bad idea, especially with a monster in the room, but she whispered lightly over to Charlotte,"Are you okay?" She knew that Charlotte had been here too long, she was starved and the dark bags under her eyes were striking. Bella often felt the girl accidentally sag against her out of exhaustion, but she would spring back up when she realized what happened.

The girl's eyes widened, not focusing on Bella but something just beside her. Bella looked forward and jumped, the monster was standing in front of her. Stupid stupid stupid! She chanted to herself as he grinned down at her. He would have been attractive if he did not have a crazed look in his eyes and a smile that reminded Bella of a shark. His eyes were almost black with a crimson tint and you could see the violence just behind them.

She squeezed her eyes shut and hoped he would pass over her, knowing that it was too late when he grabbed her hair tightly before yanking her up to her feet and towards the door, as she tripped over her feet trying to keep up. She had not stood up straight since she was taken from the route home. Bella felt her bones crack as her body protested her speedy movement. She tried fighting; swinging her arms to try to hit him but she knew it would only make him snicker at her. Everyone had fought, and it had done nothing.

He pulled her through the door, the light burning her eyes after spending too much time in the room. She couldn't imagine how long she spent in the room with the other girls, but it had to have been a long time. Bella felt as if it was a lifetime.

She finally got a chance to look at where they were, and she couldn't believe it. The creatures were everywhere; they were watching her being dragged across what looked like a camp. They did not sit around campfires but stood in groups without moving. There was a stillness in the camp that she had never seem with any humans. She had discovered over the time that these things were definitely not human.

Each of them having a crazed look in their eyes as they watched and looked to be smelling the air as she walked by. As she walked too closely to a man with a large scar across his face, he stuck out his tongue in a snake like motion that looked like he was tasting the air.

She stumbled to stop, her legs stopping of their own will when her eyes fell upon a young pale girl standing over an older man that was kneeling on the ground. Bella couldn't understand what she was seeing as another pale thing that resembled a young black haired boy came over and tried to get close to the man before the young girl hissed at him, grabbing the man that had to be twice her size and pulled him into her chest before jumping impossibly high with him still in her embrace, landing several feet away from the boy.

Bella felt sick as she watched the blood gush from the victim's neck as the girl squeezed the man's chest too hard. She could see the gash clearly on his throat that looks like it had been torn by a wild animal.

She shook her head as the creature grasp her arm and began pulling her along again, seeming to let her watch the event for his own enjoyment.

He led her over to a fence that seemed to be made only of ropes, but when she got closer she could see that it was exposed wire wrapped tightly around metal ropes. Her captor grabbed the rope, ignoring the loud sizzling that could be heard from his hand touching the exposed electric wire and pushed Bella into the fenced off area. She looked around to see that she was joining both men and women, who were standing as far away from the opening but when she turned around, the thing was gone.

They were drinking blood, she thought as she walked towards the people. She knew that she could not let herself be alone if someone came over for a snack. A snack. She resisted the urge to gag as the image of the older man came up, being squeezed as he was nothing more than a teddy bear. She finally understood what was happening here and why there were so many humans around being kept as prisoners.

Vampires.