Disclaimer: My name mot certainly is not Stephenie Meyer. Shoot.

The entire Cullen family was on their guard for the next few days. At least one of us was always with Madeline, and even though we all made our attempts at subtlety, I knew she could tell something was up. Carlisle even took off of work one day to just watch her. Edward never let me out of his sight, and it often got to the point where I had to push him out the door to take a shower in privacy.

Although there was a part of me that wanted to drag him in there with me…

It happened on a day where Edward was being pushed out of the house by Emmett and Carlisle, and forced to go hunt. "Edward, listen to them! Your eyes are pitch black, and with a human in the house, you need to go hunt before you do something stupid!" Alice had seen a vision of Edward hurting Madeline, and I had known it would take a lot to get him to hunt without me. I had hunted with him the day before, but he was so busy looking out for me he didn't actually eat anything.

He snarled at Emmett, who was inching closer to the door. "Yo man! Calm your shit! Or do you want to eat the girl and have the wolves come and attack?" he hissed, pissed off that his brother was being so hesitant towards hunting. "She'll be fine here! With my brawn and Carlisle's brain, even if something does happen, we will be able to protect her!" he flexed to show his point. "Now go!"

Slightly relaxing his posture, Edward grabbed me and held me tightly before running out to the forest. I sighed, walking back inside and past Alice, who looked as if Bella Barbie should be taken out of the toy box. Walking to mine and Edward's room, I lay on the empty bed and tried once again to sleep.

"I don't see why you do that to yourself, you know it will never work." Sneered a voice from the far side of the room. Looking up, I contorted my face to look menacing.

"Shut up, Matthias!" I hissed. He chuckled darkly and walked up to the couch I was laying on. I hissed again and jumped off of it. He just shook his head, walking towards me. "What do you want from me?"

Who the hell was Matthias? I sat up, smoothed my clothes down, and went to walk toward the door to speak with Carlisle when I heard it. A window or a door was breaking, and I nearly ripped the door off of its hinges trying to get downstairs. Esme was holding a terrified looking Madeline and running towards the garage, while Jasper looked around confused. Emmet walked swiftly over to me and clutched me, growling and turning around so he could survey every nook in the main room. I could hear Alice and Rosalie running outside with Carlisle, and the screech of tires told me that Esme was trying to get Madeline to safety. So it was myself, and five other vampires, against one. How hard could it be?

Considering the fact that we couldn't actually see said vampire, it turned out to be very hard. No windows had been broken, as I had previously thought, but the glass dining room table. When everyone (sans Emmett and myself) ran in there, the television set in the living room was reduced to rubble. I turned in Emmett's grasp, trying to get out, trying to see for myself what was happening, though I knew there would be nothing to see.

All of a sudden I felt as though I was soaring. Still in Emmett's arms, I saw that he had been shoved, and we both went flying across the main room and into the grandfather clock. My brother jumped up, snarling in my ear and running to where Rosalie was. Dropping me off to her, he ran back to the entrance and started looking wildly around. Rosalie looked wide eyes and serious. Her pose was protective as she put me against a wall and dropped into a defensive crouch before me. For god's sake, I was a vampire! They were treating me as though I were still a human being!

As if she could read my thoughts, she turned to me. "Bella, don't even think about moving." She muttered, bouncing slowly from one foot to the other. I nodded and swallowed. At least she was trying to help me. That is, until I saw her crumble as someone hit her head hard.

"Rose!" Emmett yelled, running into the kitchen, where we had been standing. She stood up shakily, looking around and growling. I stared at my surroundings too, hoping to see something. Nothing.

"Emmett, go look out in the back yard! They could have gone through the door!" Rose yelled, and he obliged, all too willing to destroy the person who hit his wife. As soon as he left however, we both realized what a mistake this all was. Rose was thrown into the wall, leaving a hole and dust. Someone I couldn't see grabbed me and pulled me outside, and I could feel a burning sensation from my wrists and ankles, as well as my neck. Carlisle ran towards me, but whoever was holding me punched him and picked me up, running faster.

I saw Edward race out of the woods. Looking at me in horror, being lifted by something none of us could see, I knew he was hearing this persons thoughts He roared and tried running after us, but I could see him getting farther and farther away.

He had me. Who he was or what he was going to do with me, I did not know. But I knew as I saw the pained look and my love's face that I would not enjoy it.

I could only pray that the Cullen's would find me and help.

Dun dun duuuun (cue horror suspense music here, right?)

So I've decided that if I don't get this done by August 2nd (which I, god willing, will) then a minor hiatus will have to be taken… breaking dawn will consume my life, and then a trip to North Carolina. So, cross your fingers I will finish this before then.

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Peace!