AN: Yes, it is yet another rewrite. and I still don't feel like I'm quite mastering this, oh well. I've taken some of the mythology from buffy the tv show, and buffy the movie, as well as some I just made up. A lot of my readers in the past have been angry that I changed the mythology, but sometimes it's necessary for the story. Please enjoy the story, and R&R

GoodbyeIowa

(Previously known as AlmostJaime, The One And Only Sullen Cullen, Cinderbella, etc, I had so many pen names)

"Edward, don't leave me! Please!" I Pleaded with him, but he wouldn't look at me.

"I don't want you; you were nothing more to me but an infatuation." His Voice was sharp as he said these things through his teeth.

"You don't want me?" I asked hurt and broken. Tears peaked out of my eyes, Edward still didn't look at me. But I felt as if he knew those tears were rolling down the sides of my face.

"No, goodbye, Isabella." He was gone, right after he said that. He sped off vampire speed, and I'd never see him again.

"No Edward! Please!" I screamed it out. But he was already gone. I ran after him, but he was already too far gone for me to find him. So I gave up.

I laid on the forest floor for hours and hours. Not knowing that it has actually been hours. I was still bleeding from when I tripped earlier that day. I just laid there motionless with my eyes closed.

One Week Later

I sat down in a chair that was too expensive, and too clean. In a hallway that was too white. Next to a girl that was too beautiful to look as miserable as me. The air was too silent, and too dry. I itched my fore arm.

The door in front of me was closed, the person that brought me here was behind it.

The girl next to me sighed. Her long blonde hair brushed my shoulder. Her eyes were closed.

I was just frozen.

"My name is Carmen," she said to me. Her voice was rough. Probably from a night of crying.

"Bella." I said in return.

"Why do you think we're here?" She asked quietly.

"I think they just found the two most miserable girls in the state, and decided to make them sit next to each other for 15 minutes." My sarcasm has no bounds.

"But I'm not even from Washington." she said quietly. "I'm from Ohio."

"Ohio…"I repeated. "Wow. What are you doing here?"

"I have no idea."

Slowly the door in front of us opened. "Carmen Jones, and Isabella Swan, We're ready for you now." It was the man that brought me here. Tall, dark, and mysterious.

We stood up slowly and walked hesitantly through the open door.

I'm not going to lie, I was expecting an office, what stood before me was an all-white- gymnasium, no windows, and fluorescent lights bathed my skin.

What is this all about?

An empty room that had a coffin nailed shut in the middle of the room.

The man spoke, " I suppose, that neither of you know why you're here."

We carefully shook our heads. I turned to look at Carmen, she wasn't numb like i was. Her face was fearful.

"Girls, " He began, " What do you know about vampires?"

My eyebrow raised. My lips parted. My jaw dropped. My stomach sank.

"Too much."

The words slipped out of my mouth like molten lava. It burned.

Carmen turned to me. Her face confused in a was-that-a-serious-question kind of way.

The man gave me an expectant eye. " Care to expand on that, Isabella?"

"you want to hear about vampires?" My tongue was as hot as coals. "They all deserve to die."

"Well, Isabella," He said calmly. "You're in the right place." he took two wooden stakes out of his pocket.

He handed one to Carmen. "You have got to be kidding me."

and he handed one to me. I looked him dead in the eye. I said nothing. My mind raced.

From across the room the Coffin began to shake.

"I believe you girls will know what to do." he started to the door, " The power is in you now." he stepped behind the door, and I heard the click of the lock.

We watched the coffin continue to shake.

"Bella, what do we do?" She said quietly."That isn't really a vampire in there, is it?"

"Carmen," I said, turning to her. " That's exactly what that is."

A fist broke through the coffin.

My heart races, a scream breaks through our lips. I run to the door. I begin pounding and pounding.

"HEY CREEPY SUIT GUY! THIS STAKE IS NOT GOING TO WORK! I'VE SEEN A VAMPIRE DIE BEFORE! THIS WON'T WORK! THIS WON'T WORK."

Carmen just continues to cry and scream. "Bella! what do we doooooooooo?" She sobs through her words.

I continue banging on the door. Carmen joins me. And the vampire.

Finally.

Breaks.

Through.

I shake my head. I remember that just yesterday I was begging for death. Maybe this is the way the universe is giving me what I want. They hand me a weapon that obviously won't work. and a chick that's clearly just as lost as I am. So I hold me stake in my hand, and give it my best shot.

The vampire creeps towards us, he studies us, like cat and mouse.

I turn to face the vampire. I look at Carmen and put my pointer finger to my lips, "Just stay behind me." she nods tearfully.

"Hey!" I shout to the vamp. "Do you like blood?" I remove the scab from my paper cut from my birthday party.

All it took was on second. I watched it all happen in slow motion before me. He lunged towards me, his teeth, centimeters away from my neck. And before I could think about it, The stake was protruding through his chest.

It worked? I thought. Carmen didn't even have enough time to scream.

The doors unlocked behind us. "Girls, Come with me." said the man with a smile on his face.

We followed him to the room next door. An office. go figure.

He sat behind his desk, and we took a seat in the chairs in front of it.

"I can't imagine the confusion you two must be going through. but it's time that we get it all sorted out."

"Well, I know that I'm ready for some answers." Carmen snapped.

"Well, let's start in the beginning. Who remember the incident that happened in Sunnydale in 2002?" He began.

Carmen and i both looked at each other quizzically. "You mean when the town just...disappeared?" I asked.

"Exactly. On that day, multiple things happened. Rules began to change. the order of things came to a new balance. A very powerful witch, conjured a very important spell. a spell that made both of you very special." His words sounded rehearsed, practiced, precise. Like he's a college student giving a presentation.

"The spell didn't work exactly the way she thought it would, it only made the girls special, when they've come to a point in their life, where they had to be. When you needed to be able to protect yourself from vampires."

Carmen's hands slammed on the table and she shot up from her chair. "This is stupid. I don't know what that thing was, but vampires are not real."

I put my hand on top of Carmen's. I knew she was just scared.

The man smirked a little british man smirk, "Look at that. See how you two are drawn together? Don't you feel the bond between you two."

Carmen was shaking.

"It's okay." I said to her softly. "just sit down."

"You're both slayers. Vampire slayers."

My eyes narrowed, and i smirked a sarcastic smirk. "Explain something to me, sir."

"You can call me Robin."

"Robin," I tested the name. "How could I kill him with a stake?"

"It," Carmen interjected.

"Yes, how could I kill it with a stake? I've seen a vampire get killed before. This is nothing like before. and shouldn't I have turned into 'the slayer' " i say with air quotes, "before? I've been attack and almost killed by a vampire before this."

"To answer your first question, It takes the slayer's power to kill with a stake. Like I said before, after the spell that was cast, a lot of the rules changed. And to answer your other question, when you were being attacked by that vampire, did you feel absolutely helpless?"

I sat on that question a few minutes. "No." I knew Edward was going to save me. "But that doesn't explain why I'm the slayer now."

"Has a vampire hurt you? Recently?"

No...unless…"What if a vampire...made me feel helpless...Emotionally?"

"OKAY. Enough." Said Carmen angrily. " I've heard enough. I can't take this any longer. Today is the first day I've ever seen a vampire. And it's my last day. "

"Carmen, what happened to your father?"

Her hands shook as she spoke. Her words wavered. "He was murdered."

"By a vampire." Robin finished her sentence.

"No." she stated.

"When they found him, he was completely drained of blood, am I wrong?"

She didn't say anything. Sitting next to me, I could feel the belief begin to radiate off her skin. She was beginning to really believe.

For hours more we sat in that office, we learned of our destiny.

Apparently being a slayer is kind of like joining the Army. There's a bootcamp we have to go through. 3 weeks. And then we're set for life. They pay for our college, they provide housing, they pay our bills, we get a credit card.

Robin said once the council got back together after all the wreckage, and the spell, they realized there would be more slayers than them, and it was time to get funding. Which is just another way of saying that they got the government involved.

Carmen and I exchanged numbers, and our new lives began.

...

I pulled up to my driveway in my truck, Charlie was waiting for me outside. His eyes filled with worry.

I put my truck into park, and take my keys out of the ignition. I stepped out of my car. and began walking up to the house.

"Bella," Charlie began, "Where have you been? I was so worried. I called your mom, i called the hospital…"

"Dad, I've joined the army."

"Bella, that isn't funny. Where were you?"

"Dad, I've joined the army, I leave tomorrow for basic training." I hold up the document that Robin gave me. The record was completely legit, but of course, at the same time, it wasn't.

He took it from my hand and began to read.

"No, Bella. I did not sign off on this." Anger began to rise in his voice.

"You didn't have to. I'm 18 years old. If i want to join the army, i'm going to join the army." I put my hand on the doorknob to the front door, and i begin to walk in. Charlie follows after me.

"Bella, you can't do this, you haven't even finished high school."

"I don't need to finish high school to do this, and this is my decision, Dad. you can't stop me."

I walk over to the kitchen and grab an apple off the counter. I begin to munch in on the apple.

He looks at me, " This is because of Edwin, isn't it? Because he's gone."

I take a few more bites of my apple. And I think about what I'm going to say to Charlie. I want to be honest with my dad. and I don't want to hurt him.

"You know, dad, I'd be lying if I said this wasn't because of Edward. but this has Edward written all over it. But I really want you to believe me when I tell you, this is for me. I know that if I do this, I can really do some good in the world."

He paused, I munched a little more on my apple.

"You really want this?"

Want this? This is all I have.