As the three days passed she didn't make a sound. Not one. I had stayed with her the entire time, not knowing why I could not bring myself to leave her side. And when her Red eyes opened for the first time, she was beautiful.

I expected her to attack, all the newborns I had changed before her had, but she didn't. Her emotions were just as calm as before her change and they left me utterly confused. The only change in her emotions had been disappointment and I learnt a few minutes later that it was disappointment that she hadn't died. Though she never did tell me why she wanted to die. I was amazed that she had complete control over her emotions, especially her blood lust, it was incredible and we realised in the days following her change, that her emotions weren't the only things she could control.

The second her eyes locked mine I felt as if I was drowning, her red eyes had looked me over with curiosity and slight anger, so different from her calm emotions just seconds before. I could never forget those first words she uttered to me, nor the look in her eyes as she said it. It was what caused the first crack in the wall I had built up around my humanity.

"Why did you not just kill me?"

Her words, even now still fill me with a deep sadness, of course the feeling I have doesn't even compare to the sadness I had felt coming from her that day as she said it. I had never meant to hurt her, even when I had know nothing about her, all I ever wanted was her happiness, her purity. I changed her for selfish reasons, but I could never regret changing her. Because in the beginning, I had actually made her happy. Even if it was only for a short time.

That had been the first and only time I ever felt sadness from her. And if it hadn't been so strong, I would have thought I imagined feeling it. I hated that she would never tell me why she felt the way she did, but she never showed that it had hurt her, so it was easy to pretend I didn't know that deep down she wanted to die, that something in her life before we met had her not caring if she lived or died.

Her eyes didn't stay focused on me for long, nor did she give me the opportunity to answer as she jumped up from the floor where I had previously laid her and was running out the door of the small shack we were in, I had followed behind her quickly, thinking I might loose her, but realising once outside she had stopped only meters from the shack where a group of newborns were training. I walked up slowly next to her as she watched them with fascination.

"I want to fight that one" her voice was soft, almost silent against the loud noises of the newborns battling, but I could hear it perfectly and looked in direction she was pointing to see Peter, one of my only friends here. He was already looking in her direction with that all knowing smirk of his.

"Are ya sure, darlin'? Peter can be a lil'... hard to beat" I answered, watching as Peter walked towards us. He always had an uncanny ability of just knowing what was going to happen, got him out of a lot of fights alive back then. Made him cocky though and an annoying fucker, but he kept me sane, as well as saving my life a few times.

"I'm sure" she confirmed, smiling at me brightly. I shook my head and cleared the field of newborns.

"The floors yours, darlin'" I told her, gesturing to the middle of the field.

"Thanks" she said walking towards the centre, she stopped about two meters from the middle facing Peter turning to me for a second "the names Bella, by the way" she told me with a wink.

I know this ones short as well, but I did two updates in one day, so don't be mad! And it's not really a cliff hanger since we all know it was Bella anyways haha. I'll update as soon as I can promise :)

pps. I still don't own Twilight or it's characters.