Note:

This is like, basically the Beta/draft for this story; after I'm done I'm going to go over it! I know, I've seen the errors, bare with me ^_^ Hope you're enjoying my crazy Twilight story!

Oh…and for the past few months, I know, I've had writer's block, it was terrible! But, I'm back with the ideas and such, so that's good for you! I WILL finish this story, I have to, Hang in there! Tell me what you think! ^_^

Time went on, and The Cullens and Veronica grew anxious. The reason was simple, Perhaps even un reasonable to be distressed. The fact that nothing happened for almost two months, as if life was normal again, was peculiar. They continued to go to school, and Bella returned to Charlie's house, under the watchful eye of Edward.

"I'm going to be late..!" Bella said to herself, grabbing a piece of toast and running out the door. She got out her jingling keys quickly and rushed to open the red truck's door. Clumsy as she is, she dropped them under the truck. "Oh! Come on!" She sighed, getting down retrieving the keys. "Careless today?" A wind-chime like voice said from behind her. Bella got up to see who she expected, Alice. "Hey Alice…" She got up, keys clutched in one hand. "You're going to be late! Want to come with us?" She pointed to the Volvo, energetic as ever. "Sure." Bella smiled, putting the keys safely in her back pack, and then hopping in the Volvo with the rest of them.

"Hey where's Veronica?" Bella asked, noticing the absence. "She's driving my car to school…." Rosalie replied, annoyed. Same old Rose. "We're here." Edward said, parking perfectly into one of the spaces.
They all got out, walking normally into the school. Bella, of course, walked with Edward to their first class, science. Edward, Bella and Veronica all had this class. As they both sat down, waiting for the class to start, Veronica walked in. "Hey." She waved, sitting down behind them. Bella blinked, noticing something, she turned around to look at Veronica. "Veronica…" Bella gasped quietly. "What?" Veronica searched her face, aware she noticed something odd. "Your eyes….They're black." Bella didn't know what to do.
Edward turned around upon hearing this, to see. "You're right Bella….Veronica, how could that be? We went hunting last week…." "I know! I don't know how…." She kept her voice low.

"Pitch black?" She asked, afraid to be in the class. Bella nodded, trying not to send any of her sent towards her. "What should I do…?" Veronica looked around, worried. "Can you hold out?" Edward asked.
"I think." She nodded. "Hold on Veronica, hold on." He said while turning to face the teacher.

The class actually lasted without much struggle that Bella and Edward knew of. Veronica really was having a harder time; so many different scents were in the school. Delicious ones, disgusting ones, so many mixes it was spinning her head. She walked alone down an empty corridor, wanting to escape the burning sensation of thirst. Her eyes caught something, a human. He was about Bella's age, alone, and his blood smelled appealing. Veronica stopped walking, her eyes locked on him, as her body ceased. He noticed the strange behaviour. "Hello?" He called out. Veronica could feel the venom dripping off her fangs. She remained still, watching him. He got closer, close enough to touch her. "Are you okay..?"

A horrible panic swept across the school. The police had already arrived, and were currently investigating the crime scene. The Cullens all gathered in the hall, wondering what was so drastic. Classes were dismissed and everyone was advised to leave, go back to their houses. "What's going on?!" Bella asked everyone, trying to ignore the screaming people rushing out of the school. "I don't know! Something happened, something terrible…." Alice said, suddenly noticing people going to the opposite direction of everyone else. "Let's follow…."

The people went on down several halls, until they reached a hallway with several police officers and teachers gathered, talking of this terrible thing. Bella pushed through the thick crowd, gathered in one area. She was shocked to see what was beyond the thick wave of people. It was a body, a body of a boy, dead. His head had been removed and below him was a thick puddle of blood. "Oh my god…." She brought her hands to her mouth, realising who the body was. "Edward…!" She came back, frightened, "…He's dead! He's dead…." She hugged him. "I can smell blood….who's dead?"Edward asked, holding Bella. Before she could respond a loud outburst of crying and sobbing from a woman surprised them.
"I'm sorry Mrs. Newton, I'm terribly sorry…." One of the teachers tried to comfort her.

"Mike Newton's dead?" Edward kept his voice down. "Yes…." Bella nodded. Alice and Jasper came back from the circle of people with grave looks on their face. "Come on, we're leaving…." Edward began to walk away, keeping Bella close to him. He knew what terrible pain it was causing her, and he knew all the details from reading several minds. The ran into Charlie at the front doors. "Bells!" He hugged his daughter, Edward let her go. "Oh it's terrible…." Bella spoke softly. "I know dear…." He frowned.
"Do you mind if she stays with us Charlie?" Alice stepped forward, offering it. He nodded, smiling at Alice, although the sadness was still visible on his face. "Go on, go. I've got to go to the scene of the crime…." He nodded again, then took off down the hallway.

They reached the house and they told Esme the news. She was shocked, yet knew that it wasn't an ordinary attack. "I'm calling Carlisle….he'd want to know. I really believe that was a vampire's attack…." She said, flipping her black and silver phone open. "You know…my car wasn't in the parking lot." Rosalie recalled. "Do you think….?" "It could've been anyone now, we've got four suspects." Edward responded.
"Shh..." Esme brought a finger to her mouth as the cell phone rang. "Yes Hello…? Hi….This is Esme Cullen, do you know if Dr. Carlisle Cullen is available to talk? This is his wife….yes…okay…." She waited for a few minutes. "….Hello? Carlisle…! We've got a problem….did you hear? Yes… I think it was attacks….yes….vampire….okay, are you coming? Alright….okay….okay…Love you…Bye." Esme brought the phone down and pressed the red button. "Alright, Carlisle is coming. He says he couldn't explain in detail on the phone, so he's coming to handle this emergency." Esme nodded.

In less than twenty minutes, a familiar black Mercedes drove up the lane. "Alright. Where is Veronica?" Carlisle asked with haste. Everyone looked around, wondering. Alas, no one knew. "Damn… It could've…." He stopped, turning his attention to something behind him. Bella looked around, noticing everyone else was paying attention to the unknown thing.
Something I can't detect because I'm human…. Bella Thought, staying still.

"A Car?" Edward said, listening intently. "Yeah…far off. There's more than one though…two?" Jasper said listening with the same degree of caution. "It's my car!" Rosalie said in an angry tone. A growling voice was loudly projecting from her. "No one steals my car! No one!" She made a fist, clenching her hands so hard, Bella thought she'd break the invincible bones. "Rose, Rose…calm down…" Emmett held her back, trying to restrain her, "…hold on…it sounds like a chase." Emmett listened on.

Suddenly the faint noise of racing cars came in contact with Bella's ears. "Oh…." She breathed, curious.
Suddenly, the roar of the vehicle came down the Cullen's long drive way, quickly stopping inside the garage. They closed the garage doors while rushing to the south wall, towards the door that connected the house with the garage. Sure enough, a shiny red convertible was back in place, tire marks were skidded across the perfect pave, and the tires looked burnt out. "What did you do?!" Rosalie screamed at Veronica, who was standing next to it, catching her unnecessary breath. "Wait Rosalie…something's up. Veronica you…." Edward stopped in dead sentence. The vampires noticed something, a smell, an enticing smell. As the lights came on, it lit up Veronica, enough to see the sheer proof.

Her lovely white shirt was covered with blood that was stained in a running fashion down her torso.
Her lower mouth also had trails of the red liquid, and above all noticeable, her eyes glowed a crisp crimson, pools of the gleaming liquid captured in her eyes. She looked down, disappointed. "I couldn't help it….I was so thirsty….and the burning sensation….and he was walking and…." She fell to her knees, still soaked in the metal-scented fluid. "I should've known…" Carlisle smacked his forehead, closing his eyes. "Switching isn't easy, and you require more blood than usual….stupid me." He heavily sighed.

"I'm sorry everyone…I really am…." Veronica twisted her lips, as sadness filled the scarlet eyes.

"It's fine dear…." Esme said looking around at the other vampires, noticing the uncomfortable state they were all in. "Bella dear….come with me…." Esme quickly led Bella out. "Yes…Everyone, go. This smell isn't good for you…." Carlisle spoke to Edward, Jasper, Alice, Emmett and Rosalie.

"Veronica…" Carlisle sighed, leaning against the wall. "..You know this is normal, we don't expect you to just change. It's hard, we all know." He smiled quickly. "Thanks Carlisle…I just feel…disappointed in myself…." Veronica got up out of the small puddle of blood. Esme returned, with a mop, water and Javex.

In a flash she cleaned it up, leaving no trace of blood. "As Carlisle said dear, it takes time." Esme smiled, rubbing her back. "Now, let's get you some fresh clothes, I'll despatch of these before the smell stays…Carlisle, you can tell them to come back in the house in about five minutes." Esme smiled at her husband while walking out the door. She led Veronica up to her room. "Give those to me, and here, put this on. It's a dress, I hope you don't mind." Esme threw the other clothing in two plastic bags, adding a little amount of vinegar, to shield the smell.

"I'll throw this away, be right back." Esme bolted down the stairs, and arrived back in less than five seconds. "Thank you Esme, for everything…." Veronica smiled, her bright red eyes oddly seemed innocent. "We love you Veronica, we want to help you." Esme reassured, returning the sweet smile.
"Just one question…" Esme said, traveling down the first staircase with Veronica. "Yes…?" "Who was chasing you…?" Esme asked seriously. "…It was Patricia…I cut her off and drove into your garage so she wouldn't know…." Veronica looked away. "Oh my god…this is getting serious. We need to act…next thing you know, something awful will happen. Perhaps we should call the Volturi-" "No! No… don't, please don't." Veronica pleaded. "Why? Why do you want to keep Anabelle such a secret, even though you don't like her?" Esme stopped on the stairs. "Because…She was the one who 'raised' me to be the vampire I am, even though I have different intentions. Besides…Anabelle isn't a normal vampire." Veronica trailed off, remaining silent. "What kind is she…?" Esme lifted an eyebrow, extremely curious.

"Because…she's…she's…Oh I can't say, we vowed not to…if we did, it was certain death. If Anabelle wants you to see, she'll show you herself." Veronica sighed, under immense pressure.
Esme nodded, and kept walking down the steps.

"Bella, I guess you're staying with us sweetie." Esme clasped her hands, in a cheery mood. "I know today was hard…but still…." Esme comforted Bella. She had been really quiet for the last few hours. "Sorry Esme I'm just…I can't believe Veronica did that to Mike." Her voice was strained, and her eyes glistened with tears. "Remember…we're vampires…." Esme trailed off, looking over at Carlisle, who was sitting across from them on another white couch. He leaned his head against the back of the sofa, staring at Esme. He moved his eyes over to the clock, Esme followed. "Bella…perhaps rest would help. It's twelve thirty, you really should try to sleep." Esme helped her up, directing her to the staircase. "Come, you can sleep in our extra room, there's a bed in there and everything." Esme's voice's volume dropped as she walked up the stairs. Carlisle turned to Edward, who was sitting in a one person's chair, staring into nothing.

"Edward…." Carlisle broke him from his trance. "What?" He looked over at his adoptive father. "…Are you okay? Bella's pretty upset." Carlisle looked up, hearing the voices of Esme and Bella talking on the third floor. He tuned them out, focusing on Edward. "This isn't good Carlisle. I should've checked what was there instead of letting her run ahead and seeing all the gruelling details…." Edward rubbed his forehead, as if he was tired. "Don't be so hard on yourself, she'll heal…in time. It really is unfortunate…but be thankful…that it wasn't…someone else…." Carlisle trailed off, listening once more to his love's voice, and his potential daughter-in-law. "Yeah." Edward quickly said, getting up and traveling upstairs.

"What a mess…." Carlisle said to himself. He looked around. No one was downstairs, and it was well over twelve thirty now, he headed upstairs.

Reaching the third floor, he opened his room's door, lying down on the bed. He lay there, staring at the ceiling, over thinking the craziness that had just overcome Forks. Esme came in the room, shutting the door. "You're here? Hmm I thought you'd stay downstairs…." "Does it matter?" He laughed. "No…" She smiled. "Anyways, I had to tell you, something Veronica told me…." Esme sat down at her vanity, facing Carlisle. "What?" He sat up. "She told me that Anabelle isn't a normal vampire…she possesses something…different. Carlisle, I think we should expect something tonight…if her coven's leader is as terrible as she says, she would attack now." Esme frowned, fearing for Veronica's safety.
"Sadly…you're right." Carlisle ran his fingers through his hair, lying down again. "Enjoy peace, while we can." He closed his eyes.

Meanwhile, Alice was in her room, going through her entire closet. Jasper sat in a chair, watching her in amazement as she organized everything in a complex, special order. "You can never have too much clothes!" Alice danced around the walk-in closet. She found a lovely, sparkly dress. It was silver, and resembled diamonds. She shut the closet doors, remerging in a couple seconds with the glamorous dress on. "Lovely isn't it?" She laughed, asking Jasper. "Yes Alice…" He rolled his eyes, laughing. "You look marvellous; perhaps we should go out on the town?" Jasper leaned against his hand, tilting his head.
"Yes, perhaps…" Alice smiled, looking up at the ceiling playfully. "A candle light dinner, all formal and fancy?" Alice said, finding matching shoes, necklace and a purse. "The most romantic one of all." Jasper followed her game. "Oh Jasper…I love you." "I love you too Alice, Forever."

A knock at the door spoiled everyone's fun. Alice quickly changed out of the formal dress, into normal clothing. Carlisle and Esme came down from the third floor, meeting up with Rosalie, Emmett, Jasper, Edward and Alice. "Who is it?" They whispered so quiet, only vampires could hear. "Let's see…no one normally comes to the door at one in the morning…." Alice said, looking around at the other Cullens.

The all swiftly, silently went down the stairs. "I'll do it." Emmett said, answering the door. To his surprise, it wasn't an adult, but a little girl. The rest of the Cullens looked at her. She was fairly pale, blond with her hair tied up in a ponytail. Two curly strands hung from each side of her head, and her bangs where pulled back with the ponytail. She was wearing a cute pink dress that almost had a renaissance look to it, but modern in general. Something a little girl would wear, what girl didn't want to be a princess? Despite this, she was oddly placed, almost unnaturally.

"Hello Mr. May I come in?" She smiled innocently. "A…." Emmett turned to Rosalie, who took over. "What are you doing outside all alone sweetie?" Rosalie bent down to her height. "Well…my mommy was driving me back from the city, and our car broke down outside your house, she wanted me to go see if anyone could help." The girl clasped her arms from the back of her, swinging back and forth.

Rosalie turned to Edward, signalling to read her thoughts.

What the hell? Are you buying this…it's…strange….

"Yeah…" Edward responded out loud. Rosalie turned back to the little girl, "Well, come in, don't want you to freeze!" She smiled, noting that the girl was rubbing her shoulders. "Thank you, you're a nice lady" The girl smiled. She sat down on a white couch, next to Rosalie. The girl looked at all the Cullens innocently, although stared a little longer at Esme and Carlisle. "So you said your mom's car broke down?" Rosalie started conversation, she loved kids. "Yes…it was so dark; I was scared to walk…." "Why didn't your mommy come?" Rosalie asked nicely. "Because, she has a broken leg, she can't really walk far." The girl placed her hands on her knees. "What's your name hunny?" The girl froze. She stopped acting cute, and grew serious, but only for a moment…it was quick, quick enough for a vampire to notice. "I can't talk to strangers…." She trailed off. "How old are you, at least?" Rosalie smiled. "I'm eight." She smiled back.
"Oh! How adorable! When's your birthday?" Rosalie loved children, you could tell. "In…awhile."