A/N – Ok, sorry about the mess around people, but this is the first story that I've posted. I should probably mention that this fic is kinda AU, but only in some ways. Isabelle is basically Max with a different name. I decided to do this because I thought that her character might do some things that would get me lynched if I left it as max J I know that they're short chapters, but that's how it fits for me, so sorry if that annoys you. I can also say that I'll be posting slowly because I'm stuck right now, and ideas would be much appreciated! And even if you don't like it, can you please review and tell me what to fix? Thanks.
Oh, and I don't know if Logan is going to be involved yet, but ideas would help!
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There weren't many people were on the street as Belle left her building and headed out of the city on her bike. The forest she was visiting was the largest in the state – just recently a group of hikers had gone missing in the area and the authorities had yet to find them.
Belle made good time, and arrived at the national park by six. She chained her bike to a nearby tree, and started off up the path. Only the most dedicated hikers got up this early, so the path was almost deserted, with only a noisy couple in front of her.
The sound of them arguing echoed down the path to her – it sounded like the girl had just discovered that her boyfriend had forgotten their snack bag, and she was complaining she was hungry.
Belle snorted in disgust, and was just about to tell them to shut up when she heard a noise. It was kind of a scream, actually more of a muffled yelp, as though some one had been grabbed from behind and their mouth quickly covered.
Going against her instincts she decided to check it out – if someone was in trouble she might be able to help. She looked around to see if anyone was watching, and finding the track deserted aside from the arguing couple ahead of her, she stepped off the path and into the woods.
The leaves filtered the light, creating an eerie pattern of green on the forest floor. As she walked deeper into the woods, the sound of arguing gradually faded into the distance, allowing silence to settle over the woods.
Wait, that's wrong, she thought, shouldn't there be birds chirping or bunnies hopping, or something?
A sudden movement in the distance caught her eye – it was a black shape moving swiftly out of sight. She glanced around uneasily, and decided to head back to the path. A twig snapped behind her, but when she spun around no one was there. Suddenly an arm reached out from behind a tree and grabbed her jacket. Twisting to escape the grabbing hands, she fled.
Belle ran through the undergrowth, ducking to avoid branches and jumping over fallen trees. She glanced behind her and saw a small army of men chasing her – at first there seemed to be at least twenty of them but when she counted there was fourteen. They were all dressed in the same black clothes and they all wore the same determined look on their faces.
Belle spun around just in time to see the cliff in front of her. She skidded to a halt and teetered on the edge of a ninety metre drop, looking down on the deep blue lake below. She took one more look behind her – the men were slowing down with smug looks on their faces, knowing she couldn't escape – and spun back around before jumping off the cliff.
She stretched out into a swan dive and disappeared smoothly into the water, barely making a splash. After a couple of minutes she resurfaced and swam to the edge of the lake before clambering out and taking off into the woods.
As she darted in between the trees, she glanced back up at the cliff and saw the men frantically trying to find a way down the sheer face of rock. Smiling to herself as she set out at an easy jog, she began putting more distance between herself and the mystery men.
