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Bpov

I woke up to someone shaking me violently. Even though I was unaware, I could tell it wasn't the time I was supposed to be woken. Something bad was going to happen; I could feel it.

"James, just carry her. She's nonresponsive," an icy voice said. I recognized it as the red-haired, red-eyed, girl from yesterday: Victoria. I could barely feel my body being picked up. I was able to comprehend their conversation and my own thinking, but my body was still numb.

"Let's go," the man, James, said. I felt a gust of wind pick up. Why would there be wind indoors? Surely we had not made it outside already.

The strong breeze didn't halt for a while and when it did, I could feel wet grass under me. A vicious growl snarled. It sounded close to me and it made me terrified. I felt around blindly, trying to get away. I crawled in the opposite direction that I thought we came from. All I could feel were wet grass and sticks.

"How pathetic," Victoria laughed, "The little human is trying to escape," she laughed, louder than before. I scrambled backwards, away from her voice, and ran into a tree. I felt a sudden presence by me.

"Such a divine scent," James said, sniffing my neck. I couldn't see anything, though, I could feel his icy breath on the bare skin on my neck.

"James," Victoria said from the other side of me. A cool breeze hit me.

"Didn't your mother ever tell you?" she questioned, "Ladies first," she came closer to me. I was frozen in terror.

"Unfortunately not," James replied, "You forget, my sweet, that I grew up in a much more male dominated era" Victoria growled.

"But for you, anything," James quickly responded.

"Hm! Of course," Victoria, I assumed, twisted my head to the side.

Something attached painfully into my neck. A sort of burning sensation appeared. I screamed. I felt my arm being pulled up before something protruded the skin on my hand. The burning started there, too. I screamed more and started thrashing around. The burning intensified to the point where it felt as if I was being burned alive. My body was being drained of all energy. Suddenly, the biting stopped. Whatever had latched on to me had detached itself.

"We should let her body replenish itself of blood," James said.

"Yes," Victoria agreed, "We should get as much blood out of her as we can. Especially after the other, wretched girl managed to escape."

Alice had been right. Vampires exist and I was now being drained by two of them. Alice said I would be changing, though. That meant I would be saved. But, who could possibly stop these monsters? I screamed louder, hoping it would somehow, some way, save my life.

"She does smell rather appetizing," a new voice sounded. Growls erupted from beside me.

"I mean no harm," the voice said in a French accent, "My name is Laurent. I heard her yelling and decided to investigate. Do you mind if I have a slight taste? She is mouth-watering."

More growls erupted. There were three different snarls I could make out. One had a higher pitch to it. It came from Victoria. The other two were easily distinguishable, though, I couldn't place them to who it came from. The burning strengthened as I fought to stay quiet. I was momentarily spared from the attention of the three vampires. I struggled to move but I wasn't able to move anything. As if out of nowhere, someone grabbed me. I could feel the person running so fast it felt like we were flying. The only indication I had to prove we weren't was the rustle of leaves below us. The person had to be a vampire. How many of these creatures were there? Why had this one pulled me away from the fight that ensued between the other three? He was either too selfish to share my remaining blood, or he was my saviour. The pace of the vampire slowed.

"What happened?" a new, more melodious voice said. It belonged to a girl.

"She was being attacked by three vampires," a male voice said from under me. The female gasped.

"She's changing," she stated, "Get her inside!" she commanded. They were going to save me! The male set me down on something soft.

"What do we do?" he asked her. I remembered Alice's things at the hospital.

"My…Stuff," I gasped, "Hospital..Institute..Room," I swallowed a scream of agony, "8…thirt..thirteen," I panted.

"Go, Peter," the female said, "I will take care of her. Find her things." Peter said nothing as he left, slamming the door shut in his haste.

I screamed in complete anguish as the fire spread to my brain. I shook my head violently, willing the pain to terminate. I pulled at my hair, huffed, and kicked.

"Shhhh," the girl said, "It's going to be okay. You're turning into a vampire. Can you hear me?"

"Yes!" I said through a scream.

"It's going to be okay," she said again, "My name is Charlotte. My husband, Peter, has gone to retrieve your things," I gasped for breath as the fire engulfed my entire body. I felt my mind protect itself.

"Can you tell me your name?" Charlotte asked. I couldn't reply. I fell into unconsciousness.

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I regained perception of my surroundings, though, it felt as if my body was disconnected to my cognizance. For that I was grateful.

"Her name is Mary Alice Brandon-Swan," Peter told Charlotte. I mustn't have been out long, if he had just returned.

"Mary?" Charlotte said, next to my ear, "She hasn't been responsive for about a half hour now." She sighed. "Do you think she'll be all right?"

"Of course," Peter said, his voice close, "listen to her heart," he paused as they listened, "it's very strong."

"I guess you're right," Charlotte sighed. I fell back into oblivion.

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Apov

A soft breeze flew past me. I sat up slowly, not knowing what to expect. I was in a small meadow. There was a small waterfall in front of me and plenty vegetation surrounding me. I glanced down. I was wearing a green thing that was very rough. I frowned as I touched the fabric. The sunlight danced of my skin, leaving it to sparkle brightly. I lifted my arm and stared in awe. A white thing hung of my wrist. Mary Alice Brandon-Swan. DOB September 13, 1901. I ogled it for a few more seconds before noticing a shiny thing on my other wrist. I twisted it carefully. It was so pretty with its diamond hearts. Happy sixteenth birthday, Alice it said on the clasp. Edward, I remembered. My hand flew to the base of my neck, where it came in contact with something hard. I strained to look down at it. It was a gold locket. I opened it carefully to see a picture of three girls. Two of them looked the same, but the third was unrecognizable. Bella and I a voice in my head said. Bella, my sister. My twin sister. I looked in the locket again. There was a pretty pink ribbon on the other side. I smiled and closed it.

I stood up and stretched, when suddenly, I wasn't seeing the meadow anymore.

I was in a small diner sitting on a barstool. A man with honey blonde hair walked in. Major Jasper Whitlock, I recognized. His eyes were nearly black and he looked uncomfortable with his surroundings. Vampire, my mind screamed. I hopped off the stool and walked directly to him. "You've kept me waiting a long time," I said. He ducked his head and said, "I'm sorry ma'am," I held out my hand to him and he took it without hesitating.

That was the future. I smiled, knowing this small piece of information. I came back to the scene of the little meadow and I spun around before being sucked into another vision.

There were two people standing by a set of stairs. The man had blonde hair and gold eyes that was staring into the woman's gold eyes. She had caramel coloured hair. A very large man came bounding down the stairs. "Carlisle! Esme!" he called. The man and woman looked at him. "Yes, Emmett?" the man, Carlisle, responded. "All your children are heading out to go hunting. Enjoy your privacy!" Emmett winked, implying something I didn't quite catch. A beautiful blonde girl floated down the stairs with a glare set on her face. She hit Emmett on the back of his head, "Someone please remind me why I married this idiot," she told no one in particular. A boy with bronze hair came down the stairs next, "It's because you love him, Rosalie" he laughed. "Edward," a voice warned. She had not appeared at the stairs but I recognized it instantly as Bella. She appeared right after I had the epiphany, and descended the steps. She joined Emmett, Rosalie, and Edward by the door. "Wait for us!" my own voice sounded. I don't know how I recognized it since I haven't spoken, but I did. I waltzed in from a door, opposite of where Carlisle and Esme were standing, towing Jasper Whitlock behind me. We all had gold eyes of different shades of darkness. "Race everyone to Mt Rainier!" Emmett yelled, taking off, running. "Cheater!" Edward called as he ran after him. Jasper took off from beside me immediately after that. Carlisle and Esme sighed, shaking their heads. Rosalie, Bella, and I started laughing and ran out, slower than the guys did.

I felt myself smiling widely after this vision. Everyone was going to be happy. Edward and Bella will find each other again, and I will find my own soul-mate. I twirled in a circle, laughing freely, before I caught the sight of a trunk. I moved carefully towards it as I read what was on the sides. Isabella Marie it said on the sides. Brandon-Swan was stitched on top of the trunk with a pretty insignia woven around it. It belonged to Bella. Just as I picked it up, I remembered what was in it. I must keep it somewhere safe, so I can return it to her when we meet up. One day, and hopefully, in the near future.

I took a deep breath and noticed that my throat was raw. The scent of a passing deer caught my attention and I lunged for it.

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Bpov

I woke up from the change with a huge gasp.

"Mary!" Charlotte said, tackling me in a hug.

"Actually, Charlotte," I told her, "My name is Isabella. My sisters' trunk was switched with mine when we were separated, so the one you found was hers. Thank you so much for retrieving it," I turned to the man.

"Well then, Isabella," Peter said, "Tell us what you remember of yourself."

"Call me Bella," I smiled, taking a deep breath. My throat felt really dry and I frowned.

"Oh!" Charlotte said, "You must be thirsty! Let's hunt!" she said. The two of them led me outside. I inhaled and smelled something rather appetizing. A doe walked into the little yard of the secluded hut. I lunged for it.

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