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Bella's POV

I was sound asleep in my bed when they came for me. I had just fallen asleep after tossing and turning for hours. There was no warning that impending doom was coming. No "bad feelings" or messages of dire warning. No, they just came. It sounded like a cannon had went off as they came crashing into the house. Quicker than my brain could register I was thrown into the closet by Edward and the door was barricaded closed. Edward, like every night, had been sleeping with me. Well my sleeping and him doing whatever it was he did since he did not sleep. I heard a terrible scream that I knew had to have been Charlie. His scream was one of death. My father was dead. I had no time to register the fact when the whole house went dead silent. There was no sound, nothing. No ticking of the grandfather clock from the hall, no low humming from the central air unit, not even a distant car on the road. Nothing but the rushing sound in my ears as my blood coursed through my veins pushed on by my rapidly beating heart. I started to see stars as I realized I was not breathing. I sucked in the air my lungs so desperately needed and tried to remain calm. Surely Alice had seen them coming and had rallied the rest of the Cullen Family to come to our aide.

The silence was broken by the voice of my angel. "Why have you come here?" he hissed at the unknown stranger.

An eerie child like voice responded, "Now Edward, how could you have possibly thought you could tell a human of our existence and not be punished. You know that laws."

"I did not tell her." Edward replied. "She figured it out on her own with the help of that filthy mutt down at the reservation. If anyone is to blame it's him."

Jacob . . . my best friend since forever, even after my mother moved me away at age six we still remained close and since moving back to Forks we had grown even closer. I was pretty sure he was in love with me. I however did not return the feelings. He was like a brother to me. I could never think of Jacob in a romantic way. I was actually majorly weirded out by his obsession with me. It was border line stalker. Ever since him and the rest of the boys down in La Push had began shifting, his need to be near me had increased. Edward had worried that maybe Jacob had imprinted on me. But those fears were quickly eliminated since I had no such feelings for Jacob. Apparently imprinting works both ways. No, he was just a horny teenage boy.

My thoughts were interrupted by a new voice, "Edward you and your family have been found guilty of violating our greatest law and you now must face the consequences of your actions. We have already executed your family and now your time is upon us." The sound of metal being shredded filled my ears as I listened to them extinguish the life of my love.

"NO!" I screamed and began banging on the closet door. I tried turning the knob put something was keeping it from moving. I backed up as far into my small closet would allow and flung myself at the door. Just as my body would have collided with the door someone opened it. I went flying through the door and crashed upon the floor with the sickening crunch.

"What the fuck is this?" the childlike voice asked. I looked up to see a girl no more than 15 years old. However her innocence of youth was overshadowed by the look of pure evil that resonated out of her bright red eyes. "Oh please Master let my kill it." She asked with glee as she stared down upon my crumpled body.

"No Jane." A voice commanded. I tried to move my body to find out who the voice belonged to but shooting pain radiated through my body as I attempted to shift just my head. Strong hands grasped me and lifted me up my arms. The pain increased and I saw stars as I came face to face with the man who had just murdered my family. His eyes connected with mine and I swear he was looking at my soul. I poured every ounce of hatred in my body into my glare as I stared him down.

"Isabella Swan I presume?" he questioned.

I did not acknowledge his question.

"Are you Isabella Swan?" he asked again, his time with impatience and malice. "I will not repeat myself."

"You just did." I retorted as his hand made contact with the side of my skull. I felt no pain as I was dropped to the floor. My body fell like a rag doll at his feet. He leaned down and grabbed my head by my hair and pulled it up so I was forced to look at him.

"Defy me again and you will suffer pain like no other human has ever endured." He threatened. "You will beg for death when I am finished with you. I highly advise you to start showing respect to your master before you end up dead."

"Why don't you just kill me now and get it over with?" I defiantly asked.

"Because my pet, I have big plans for you." He responded as he stood up and stepped over my broken body. My vision began to fail as I felt myself being lifted off the floor.