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And after all the its from Edward's point of view.

Disclaimer: Well, if I have to write a disclaimer, than obviously I do not own whatever I am writing about.

That night I learned to hunt. After many, many hours of fierce pain, pain that seemed to inexplicably intensify whenever Edward happened to look at me, he finally decided that my transformation was complete.

He took my hand and led me out of the building, and I noticed several things at once. First, tonight was a full moon and I was reminded of all the werewolf stories I used to read when I as younger. Second, we were in the middle of nowhere and that made me feel very alone, despite the fact that Edward was right beside me. Third and most importantly, I could smell.

It was like I was smelling for the first time in my life (existence?). It was amazing what I could smell. I could smell something doggish, probably coyotes. I could smell someone barbequing. Finally, I found this peculiar scent that I could not identify, but I felt excited because of it.

"What do you smell?" Edward asked me, not looking at me, but at the ground.

"Coyotes, someone barbequing, and...something else. I don't know what it is." I replied.

Edward looked up at, his eyes blazing. "You're smelling blood." He looked terrifying, and I realized that this was the first time I had ever been the slightest afraid of him. I was terrified. I actually took a step back from him, and I prayed he wouldn't notice.

"Does the scent of blood excite you?" he asked. This was truly a question I found hard to answer. I locked my eyes onto his before I answered.

"Is it supposed to?"

"Yes. This will be easier than I thought."

"Why?"

"I won't need to teach you to recognize the smell of blood." He laughed. "You look like you can't wait for me to let you go. I just hope that you will not lose control."

"I won't." I didn't want to disappoint him. I think if I did it would break his heart. He looked likehe wanted to say something, but the wind had changed direction and I could smell the coyotes, only much stronger now.

Edward could apparently smell the coyotes as well and looked back at me, his face unreadable as always.

"Let's see you hunt." he said, and like a bullet, I shot off.

One hour after I sent Bella off to go hunt for the first time, she came back looking very proud of herself. I still couldn'tbelieve that James had turned Bella, my Bella, into a monster.

No I thought to myself. Bella will never be a monster. How can I think that? I couldn't help but remember Alice's prediction that Bella would be responsible for more human deaths than the rest of us put together. The thought made me anxious, not that I hadn't been anxious all night.

I was so anxious and nervous while hunting that I was too slow and the damn coyote took a bite out of me. It wasn't even worth the trouble I went through to seclude it from its pack. I'd rather have waited and starved until Carlisle came for us. Coyotes are just skin and bones with absolutely no blood at all.

Bella noticed me looking preoccupied and walked over to me. She was smiling, and I couldn't help but to notice her sharp teeth as she grinned at me.

"How was it?" she asked me, still smiling. Her brunette hair was flowing behind her and her eyes were the color of caramel.

I shook myself back into the real world and answered her question.

"I am never going after coyotes again. How did you find them anywhere near edible?"

"You went after the coyotes?"

"Well I couldn't exactly eat someone's dog. Please tell me that's not what you did."

"I didn't eat anyone's dog, I gorged myself on rabbits."

My jaw dropped, and for several seconds I could not speak.

"Is there something wrong with that?"

"Where did you find rabbits?"

"Underground."

Again, I was speechless. It appears that Bella is naturally a good hunter. She might even put Emmett to shame. I'm sure Rosalie would love that.

"Wow. I didn't know that you could get so creative with hunting. Did they taste good?"

"I don't know what tastes good and what doesn't. It was better than steak."

I laughed and suggested we go back to the buildingbefore anyone spots us. Bella agreed, and we walked back to the building hand in hand.