Hi guys

Because I feel bad about not publishing the Chrissie story last year, I'm doing another one this year, but this time it's different. This year, instead of just reviewing, I want you to send me a short description/ profile/ fanfic about a new vampire/ werewolf/ human that you would like to be in the story and introduced to the Cullen's or Werewolf pack. If there are any special relationships with any character please mention (eg. Imprintee). I will choose the character I find the most interesting and will incorporate them in my extra-special Christmas special Also, I am writing a new story (not up yet) as I have said before, and at the end I will post the short amount I have written, tell me if you like, or if I should ditch it before it sinks (don't worry about seeming mean).

Alice and Bella walked into the lounge room to see everyone in a massive fight.

"How about we back away slowly right about now?" murmured Alice

"Good Idea."

BPOV

It was strange, normally, I would be fine to sit and watch the action unfold, laughing along with Alice, but that fight, it was to scary, too ..too...Disturbing.

Somehow, they had managed to set up the entire living room like a WWE arena, and Emmett and Rosalie were wearing wrestler costumes and from what I could tell, were about to attack. If this weren't disturbing enough, both of the costumes were women's leotards, and trust me, Emmett wasn't made to squeeze into a leotard several sizes too small. Apart from the main arena, Edward and Jasper were wrestling on the ground, yelling something about giggling.

Suddenly there was an almighty crash from the living room. Alice and I looked at each other and instantaneously she picked me up and ran me into the living room to look at the damage.

In the middle of the room was a huge pile of wreckage from the arena, and a huge crack going along the floor. Slowly (well slowly for vampires anyway) Rose and Emmett came out of the wreckage and Edward and Jaspers heads appeared through the crack in the floor.

"We are sooo dead"

"Yes you are" came the tones of Esme behind us.

Lol I enjoy Cliffies

Anyway here is the start of my new story, as I said before, review and tell me what you think of it ;)

Elizabeth

I grew up in a small town named Hailstone Ridge, a beautiful town near the beach. My house was a state of the art château, nestled in a forest near the edge of the cliff looking over the swirling ocean. It was a beautiful place. Yet I still had a troubled childhood.

With my mother dying when I was three, my father resorted to alcoholism, leaving me to raise myself. Through my early years, I had the ongoing support of my best-friend Bethany Gardener, a girl of my age, with soft brown hair and hazel eyes that crinkled at the corners when she smiled. I spent the majority of my time with her, as she was my only lifeline in the lonely world I lived in. We would make up silly games with each other, and it was her mother who taught me the cooking skills that later bought me the romance that lead to my son, Edward. Her father, Wendell Gardener, did not, however, approve of me. He knew my father from work, and based on what he saw of his alcoholic tendencies, classified me as a 'bad influence' for his daughter, so, on the eve of my twelfth birthday, the following played out.

Bethany and I were strolling around the community gardens, when she told me to come and sit on the bench with her. I did not suspect anything wrong, until she looked up and I saw tears in the eyes I knew so well. "What ever is the matter?" I asked.

"It's my father," she sniffled, reaching for her handkerchief.

"Why is he ill?" I had never particularly been found of Mr. Gardener, but as he was my best friends' father, it was not imprudent that I was slightly concerned.

"No," she said, sobbing.

"Then what?"

"He's been reposted with his job, we're moving in the morn'"