A/N - I forgot to say this on the last chapter, but sadly, I don't own any of Stephanie Meyer's work, (However much I wish I did,) and all recognizable characters and themes are courteous of the brilliant Stephanie Meyer.

Also, this is my first Fan Fic, so please review (even if it is negative) so I can become a better, and more amazing writer. Thanks. :)

Edward POV

I...Am...Alone...

No Bella!

Lifetimes of Bella-less life couldn't ever prepare me for this moment.

I've lost everything that I hold dear. My family, my wife, my child. My sanity.

The only person on the planet who has even a slim chance of survival is Alice. I HATE her for what she did. Not because she killed that guy, but because she abandoned us in our hour of need. Even after all of this, I will still embrace her if she lives, because I'll just be glad that she survived the onslaught of terror over the last week.

The last week has been torture. I've spent so much of my time evading everyone and everything. I haven't even fed. to be absolutely honest, it's a miracle that anyone survived...

I wonder how I did survive... I haven't enjoyed it; to say the least. I've spent my time worrying about Bella, worrying about Renesme. I've EVEN worried about Jacob. I've been a shivering wreak. If I was human, then I surely would be dead from a heart attack by now.

My life's fun. I have hidden in the deepest depths of the ocean for 7 days. It's cold, dark, and was shaking with the growls of the fighters up on the surface.

It's all silent now. The only sound that I can hear is the tiny fish swimming around me. Oblivious to any fight. How I wish that I could be like them. They're born. They grow. They reproduce. They die. Simple.

My whirring brain is now feeling the effects of my burning thirst. My throat is on fire. I will feed tonight. Or I will die.


If there is someone else unknown up there; then I will surely die. But not from my thirst