Okay guys here's my new chapter to this story.

I'm hard at work on the next chapters of all my other stories, so hopefully the new chapters for those will soon be done.

I was thinking of putting out a new story, another one? Yes I know! I can barely keep up with the three I have, but I feel better when I'm working on more that one story at a time, but I'll see. What do you guys think?

I'm honestly so excited to post the next chapter to this story. I think the next chapter will come as a shock, hopefully in a good way!

I don't have that much to say, except sorry I guess if you run into some errors. I don't have A Beta for this story and I don't have the time to look for one. So if anyone knows someone who can Beta NarutoxTwilight crossover a nudge int eh right direction sure would be appreciated. If not I'm sorry guys you'll have to put up with my semi-decent grammer.

Anyways on with the story. I do not own Twilight or Naruto or anything that pertains to the stories. It all belongs to Masashi Kishimoto and Stephanie Meyer.


I was floating in pure darkness, It was surrounding me, everywhere. It shocked me how dark it was, I couldn't see anything, I couldn't even see my hands in front of me. Why was I even thinking? I shouldn't be thinking, I should go back to sleep. If I slept the pain would go away, it would disappear. Why was the pain so persistent, couldn't it see I was trying to sleep, trying to relax? The damn pain was in my mouth it was like a stabbing feeling in my tongue, it hurt more to think about it, I should just ignore it, if I ignore it, it might go away. Maybe if-

"GOD DAMN YOUR ONE LAZY ASS VAMPIRE!"

the shrill shriek made my eyes open intently. I looked up and saw I was still in the forest. I was about to get up and look for the psycho that called herself Shinu, but the moment I tried to get up I was restrained by an invisible force. It was similar to having 10 tons of rocks on both my arms and legs. I tried again and was persistently held back. I was about to open my mouth to yell, but I was beaten to the punch by a bell-like voice to my right

"I wouldn't talk yet, if I where you. I think your mouth is going to hurt for a while. I've never tried that jutsu on anyone, much less a vampire, who knows what the side-effects might be"

I turned my head so I could see where the voice had come from. She was sitting Indian style staring at me like a child who just got a new toy, with big innocent eyes. Eyes that wouldn't hurt a fly, but I knew better. Once I digested the fact that I was stuck here and apparently couldn't talk, I took into account her words. Whatever a 'jutsu' was, she had tried it on me and was apparently dangerous to use on a vampire, but I wasn't so surprised. In fact I was more surprised that she had even kept me alive. Besides that, she had...

She had...she...made...me go into darkness. What had that been? Had...Had I just been...Sleeping?

For the first time since my transformation thoughts simply would not process orderly, they were a a jumble mess inside my head.

Was it possible that this witch had made me finally sleep, had she somehow found a way for vampires to finally sleep? Was it even possible? My mind went to the possibilities of what else she could do, if she could make me sleep could she...could she possibly make things like make a reproductive system work on someone that is internally dead. Was it too far fetched to hope?

Unfortunately that would only work if I didn't want to decapitate and burn the bitch. I doubt there would be room for negotiation as I slowly killed her.

I opened my mouth to ask her, but she quickly leaned over from her position on the rock and laid a gentle finger on my lips and said as gently as possible. Like a mother talking to a baby, instead of a predator talking to its prey.

"Shhhhh, I told you, you shouldn't talk you'll hurt yourself." She smiled gently at me

I didn't trust her one bit, I narrowed my eyes at her and let out a hiss. That was a huge mistake

The back of my throat and my mouth burned with the flames of a thousand suns. I had never felt pain this intense, it was a trillion times worse than the blood lust. How was it physically possible for something to hurt so intently? To burn more than the transformation itself? My hand flew to my throat and scratched at it, desperately trying to quench the flames. It literally felt like someone was putting a burning flame on my throat and mouth.

"Tsk Tsk Rosalie, I told you, not to talk, that includes making noises. You'll only hurt yourself more dear." She smiled a smile that was only a cruel echo of Esme's motherly love

I simply glared more at her and lifted my hand to show her the appropriate finger that showed how I felt about her. Her laugh was low and melodic.

"Oh Rosalie, that temper will get you into big trouble one of these days, luckily not with me. You see I treat all my experiments with dignity. Well as much dignity as you can on experiments" Her smile didn't change.

So the bitch liked experimenting on people huh? Not A big surprise there. She seemed like the sadistic type.

But why? Why had she kept me alive? She could have easily killed me, so why keep me alive? I wish I could speak to ask the bitch these questions.

"You know calling my bitch isn't going to make things any better." She said it matter of factly as she laid back on the rock. her face turned to look at me "I like you better when you can't talk." She said with a smile

For a second I could only stare at her, I probably looked like a deer caught in the head lights before I regained the little composure I had left.

So the Bitch can read thoughts. I made sure to put great emphasis on the word she apparently didn't like

"Not as well as Edward but, yes if I focus on one person I can grasp a hold on their thoughts"

She took out a knife that was shaped like a star and started throwing it in the air and catching it centimeters before it made contact with her face. I hoped she would slip up and the Shuriken, I believe that's what they were called, would stab her in the face. Now that I knew she could read my mind I focused on an image of her being stabbed with the shuriken over and over again until that pretty face of her's was ruined.

"Yup you're right it's called a shuriken. You see although my mind reading abilities aren't as top notch as Edward's, I mean he can read many thoughts at once, while I have to focus on a person. They also aren't as weak as your vampire king's Aro's ability though, I don't have to touch a person. Good thing too because I wouldn't like to touch some of the things I use my powers on" She made a face of disgust at the thought.

"Hmmmm I wonder how advance Neji's mind reading ability is, last time I talked to him he was still trying to compose it...But I'm sure his byakugan is pretty ahead " She simply trailed of as though I didn't exist and she was talking to herself.

I noticed that she completely ignored my image of her being mauled. Tragic really, I particularly liked that image. I saw as a smile played on her face at my thoughts. Hmmmm maybe I was growing on her, good it would be easier to slit her throat. From the corner of my eyes I saw her shake her head with a look of disappointment on her face.

The second thing I noticed with great surprise was that she had just talked about Aro. So she knew about the Volturi. If she knew of our greatest secret what else was going up in that pretty little head of her's I wondered. What else did she know, did she know things about us, that even we didn't know. She had somehow made me sleep so maybe her knowledge of vampires wasn't as elementary as we had all thought.

So she knew about us from the beginning? so she had played the perfect part of the dumb blonde. I wonder if she even cared about the fact that she had lied to Edward, probably not. I doubted she gave two shits about my brother. She did after all have another man on her other hand.

I watched as her face for a millisecond grew stoic. OH! So I hit a raw nerve did I?

What? Do you not want your boy toys to know about each other? Scared that you might lose them both?

She didn't reply, simply gave a short laugh.

I made my mind reel back to what was important, I had to figure out what she knew, but first I had to know what on earth she was.

Can you answer me that? what are you?

"Yup that one I can answer. I'm a ninja" From what I could see of her face her smile was huge, it practically filled her whole face

Ha-ha very funny, now tell me, what are you really, you don't have to hide it anymore. You said it yourself, you did something to me so I can't tell anyone what I saw. No point in hiding what you really are.

"I told you, I'm a ninja. I'm from the village konohagakure no sato, or Konoh for you." When she said the name of the village she apparently came from Her voice naturally took an oriental tone to it. I couldn't distinguish the region though. Korean? Chinese? Japanese? Filipino? Taiwanese? I wasn't sure

Besides that, I finally decided that this girl must surely be crazy, out of her mind. To come to the conclusion that she's a ninja? Maybe it was a trick. Maybe she really was a demon and was simply bullshitting me.

"No, No. I promise you that I really am a ninja. You said, well thought, it yourself, there's no point in hiding it anymore, you can't tell anyone. I truly am a ninja. How else would you explain my speed and ability hmmm?"

I simply stared at her, was she actually serious about all this? Did she really think I would believe that she was a ninja. Ninjas aren't real. They where simply old stories of ancient warriors in the Sengoku era of Japan.

So what on earth is she?

"You saw the headband that I have wrapped around my waist right?" She asked not even bothering to look at me or to slow the pace at which she continued to throw her shuriken in the air.

Yea I thought in my head. I was used to directing specific thoughts, thanks to Edward.

"It's the symbol of our village. It literally mean Village Hidden in the Leaves"

I could only stare. Was it somehow possible that she was telling the truth? How on earth could Ninjas exist? I understood vampires and werewolves, but ninjas? How could I even fathom the thought that there were men running around this world skulking in the shadows wearing all black

"Actually, we don't wear all black. I don't think I've met many ninjas that wear all black, but they do come in rare occasion. Actually I even know a ninja that wears bright orange and another one that wear bright green"

Shinu's face smiled at the thought of these mysterious people.

Orange? Aren't ninjas masters of stealth? Why on earth would they wear orange if they wanted to be stealthy?

"If you knew him, you'd understand. The bright orange suit kind of matches him."

I watched from the corner of my eyes as a wistful smile seemed to play on her lips. It was as though she where trying to remember a happy memory but was reluctant to.

What Shinu, another boy that you're playing? I thought cruelly at her

A second after the thought crossed my mind I instantly knew that it had been a mistake to taunt her. Somehow I think that I had finally pushed my lucked too far

suddenly, so fast that even my eyes couldn't follow she was no longer laying on rock and I was no longer laying on my back. I was sitting up facing a crouching Shinu. Her face was mearly a couple inches from mine.

Her eyes were slowly turning the demonic red that they had been before.

The fear was consuming me. It devoured my body. My body was both convulsing in fear and trying desperately to get away. How can one person inflict so much pain in a vampire simply by staring at them? It made me nauseated to think about what would happened if she truly did hurt me.

It was like I could only focus on her eyes, that's it. The whole world had been reduced to her eyes on mine. It was a sick, twisted version of a lover's gaze.

In that one gaze of her eyes, I pictured it all. Everything she could do to me, the horror she would make me feel. The way she could mutilate my body, so much so that not even my birth parents would be able to recognize me. I saw how many techniques of torture she had learned through the years. I saw what she had done to other people, some innocent, how she had made them all beg for death, how she had enjoyed every single minute of it, not one regret. I saw how much she would enjoy torturing me. I saw how life would go on without me, no one would give a damn, they wouldn't even have a second thought about me.

I saw everything in a blink of an eye.

"Listen here you fucking bitch" her hissing in my face brought my attention back to the demon in front of me "I might have spared your life, hell maybe I even found you amusing, but you will not disrespect me! Do you understand me? I control your life, everything about it, you no longer have any power over anything anymore. Don't even expect an ounce of pity from me, you treated me like shit when you thought I was a lowly human"

I finally looked at her in her entirety, not just her eyes, but everything. I saw the way her beautiful face had somehow transformed into the face of pure rage, the way her lips curled up into a smile that couldn't even remotely be called human. The way her eyes burned with blood lust and death. The way her body was like a coiled snake ready to attack at any sudden movements.

In a sick way you could almost see the beauty of her, the way she could turn off her humanity and turn into a wild beast. It was a thought that I couldn't control no matter how much I truly and a passionately hated her The way her black hair had slight tendrils blowing in the light breeze that stopped the day from being completely humid. The way her eyes seemed to almost move, the way the small flames near her pupils where dancing side to side. Her body, I had already established, was nothing more than a work of art, was shaped and positioned in way that any artist would have a field day with.

Even through all the obvious beauty it was simply to see the evil demon hidden within the same wild beast. The way her eyes no longer held any humanity or reason in them, as though she was no longer a human. The way the lips that were pulled back behind her teeth seemed to disorient her whole face into something from your worst nightmares. The way her body was positioned in a way that a normal body should not be able to hold for a long amounts of time.

"Now it's my turn you demonic son of a bitch. Did you have fun laughing at the 'weak human'?" Her eyes were glowing with glee and the three dots surrounding her pupils seemed to move like flames, raging with barely contained fury.

No words came out of my mouth. Even if I could speak I doubt my quivering body would be able to sputtle a single, coherent word.

"Now this is what we're going to do, you're going to go back to the house. you'll be arriving a couple minutes earlier then them. You're going to act as though nothing happened, I already made sure that you can't talk about what you saw today."

For a brief second a thought crossed my mind, but just as quickly as it was there I got rid of it before the sadistic bitch could see what I was thinking.

Unfortuantly for me, she gave me a smile that said she already knew what I was planning.

"Sweet, you think Edward will be able to save you with your thoughts. I'm going to put a genjutsu on your mind so powerful that the moment anyone tries to read your mind, they'll be sucked into it, he'll only see what I put in the image."

Suddenly her smile turned back to its false gentleness that she apparently liked to portray.

"Don't worry Rosie everything will be okay, I'll take care of your family." Her hands on my face became gentle as she rubbed the palm of her smooth hand across my cheek. "The way you couldn't"

What was wrong with this girl? Was she fucking bipolar? Or was this part of her game? Did she like acting nice and innocent and then ripping a person's head off? Was that her game? Was this her strategy?

"Now my little lab rat I want you to tell me if you understand my plan?" Her voice was so sickly sweet it practically dripped syrup.

I knew I simply had to play along if I wanted to survive. I nodded my head telling her I understood.

"No, I want you to tell me verbally sweety" She said as simply as though she were telling me to write a simple sentence.

I looked at her with wide eyes full of fear. How could she expect me to talk, when the repercussions would be so horrid? Could I really do it? Was it possible to even utter a single yes? NO! The simple thought of what had happened last time I had talked sent a fresh wave of fear running through my bones.

I feverishly shook my head.

She looked at me with sad eyes that I knew were just an act

"Awww my sweets, you have to speak eventually, it's better you start now. Can you imagine saying your first words in front of your family? I'm sure that you withering in pain would cause at least a few raised eyebrows"

I kept a pace in my shaking head. I don't care what the bitch said, there was no way I could utter a single word

"But sweety if you don't begin talking I'll have to go get someone that can convince you to talk? How about Emmett you think his presence will convince you? Shall I go fetch him, I'm sure that your face would be a beautiful last image before his final death'

The way she said was as though she really was sorry about it, like she really regretted the fact that she was threatening the love of my existence. I had to admit to myself I now understood why it was so easy for her to pretend to care about Edward, act like she really loved him. Why it was so simply for Edward to truly believe that this Demon loved her. She was an amazing actress, the sincerity in her eyes was almost believable.

My god, what had I done? I felt like I had opened Pandora's box, unleashed an uncontrollable demon. Would it have been simpler to simply let things go on as though I hadn't noticed a thing? Would she perhaps shown mercy on my family? Maybe my actions would be what leads to our ultimate destruction.

I mentally prepared myself for the pain I knew would follow any verbal action, I knew that I would want to succumb to the unimaginable pain. I knew all this but I had to put that behind me if I wanted to keep my beloved Emmett out of this. The thought of the pain I had been put through only a couple minutes ago left me silent for a couple more seconds.

I mentally prepared myself for the unimaginable pain that I was about to feel. Some scientist said that if a person knows and is aware that pain is coming they can prepare for it and in reality it'll be less than they thought. I don't think this was going to be one of those situations,

"Yes, I understand"

My eyes widened at the realization that I had just experienced.

The pain in my throat was soothed by a great amount compared to the original pain I had felt when I had hissed at the bitch. It was only a dull burn maybe a little stronger than the constant thirst that came with being a vegetarian vampire, but nothing I couldn't handle.

I looked at her with nothing but shock. Why wasn't this hurting the way it had before?

"That's a good girl" She said it as she rubbed the top of my head as though I was nothing but a pathetic dog. I was about to throw myself as at her, if I could talk then surly I could move again, when I thought better of it.

I knew she was much stronger than me so there was no point in even trying to escape or running for it. Maybe if I just simply did as she said she would leave me and my family at peace

"That's the spirit! Keep your hopes up, they probably won't happened but nothing wrong with a little hope, right?" She talked to me like a cheerleader with too much caffeine. My only respond was a stony glare.

With the peppy smile still plastered on her face she raised herself from her crouching position in front of me to stand up. I looked up at her as she stretched her long lethal body.

She looked down me and grabbed me by the shoulders and stood me up as though I were a child. Her hand on my bare arms was surprisingly warm, contrary to out cold skin.

The moment my feet hit the ground I was shocked to realize that my body felt perfectly fine. I had mentally prepared myself to feel beat up and horrible so this realization came as a shock. I felt the same strength as when I had been a newborn coursing within me. I could feel blood running within my system even though it had been a good four days since I had last fed

I was about to talk to her again, now that I could talk again. Ask her why I felt like this.

"No, no. There's no time to waster my dear" She whispered in my ear, her breath was warm just like her hands against my ear With that she quickly turned me around facing the directing where my house was "Of you go, remember act normal or the consequences will be dire blah blah blah"

Just as she finished talking I no longer felt her warm hand on my shoulder.

I quickly turned around to talk to her or attack her which ever came more naturally to me, most likely the latter.

Just as my body turned I saw a couple leaved floating in the air, falling to the floor where I guessed Shinu had been.

The damn bitch had escaped.

Just as I thought that I heard a small retreating giggle withing the dark surrounding forest.


Okay guys I hope you enjoyed Chapter 4.

Please review honestly or how else am I suppose to learn?

Love,

Anastasia