A/N- Thank you so much for the reviews everyone! It makes me very happy!Once again story idea belongs to mae-E, but I the writing is mine =) Enjoy!

I do not own the preface of twilight. I am merely borrowing it for this chapter…it seems fitting, though it will be slightly different...

Disclaimer- I do not own, nor ever plan on trying to own, The Twilight Saga. I also do not own The Chronicles of Narnia.

Thoughts/ Flashbacks

Change of Location/ sometimes Time as well

Preface

I never put much thought into how I would die, though I've had much cause to do so in recent months, but even if I had, I still could not have possibly imagined this.

My breath caught in my throat as I stared across the long room into the cold, menacing eyes of my hunter. His eyes radiated pleasant warmth, though I know it was because he was thrilled to have caught me.

Surely this was a good way to die, in the place of someone else, for someone I dearly loved. The memories of a story my grandmother told me long ago echoed from the back recesses of my memory, someone else had once done this. Perhaps it might even be considered noble. I withheld the urge to laugh bitterly at my thoughts; I doubt anyone I knew would consider this noble, actually they were going to be very angry with me when they found out what I had done. Even now, as I tremble in terror, I do not regret my decision. The past few months had been a dream come true, it would be selfish to grieve.

As I watched him flash a friendly smile at me, I could have sworn I heard a lion's roar, but it didn't matter…the hunter was coming forward and so was my death.

ooOoo

Chapter 2- Twilight

Phoenix Sky High International Airport

The din of the airport made any conversation with her mother impossible, the car ride had been alright, but the minute the plane was ready to depart Bella knew that her mother was going to be a mess. It was for her mother's sake she was even leaving Phoenix and going to live with her father, Charlie Swan, in Forks, Washington. Forks…definitely not anything like Phoenix, it rained almost all the time there and it would also be cold. I can't focus on that, I want Mom to be happy with Phil and she can't have me tagging along, thought the young seventeen-year-old as she cast a sidelong glance at her ever outgoing mother. Yes, going to live in Forks was going to be difficult, but the fact that her grandmother was there made the idea of living there fairly tolerable.

"Bella, are you sure about this?" Renee asked for what seemed to be the millionth time and Bella withheld the sigh that threatened to escape her lips.

"Of course, I'm excited to go." Bella said with as much enthusiasm she could muster, but even her words seemed false to her own ears. Finally, the loud speakers announced that her flight was ready to begin boarding. Pulling herself out of the uncomfortable plastic chair, Bella slipped her slim arms into a light jacket that would be needed once in Forks. In truth, she was excited to see her grandmother, Charlie's mother, again. It had been a long time since she had actually been to Forks, but they had sent letters back and forth over the years.

"Be sure to email me," Renee reminded her. "I just want you to be safe." Bella smiled warmly at her mother before pulling her into a tight hug.

"I'll be fine, it's not as if I'm going away for forever." Bella reassured her mother before heading to the terminal gate. Renee watched her daughter go as she waved her suddenly limb hand before being lead away by Phil.

ooOoo

Forks, Washington

Bella watched the green landscape fly by the window as her father Charlie sat quietly in the driver seat, bringing them to her new, but old, home. Charlie had picked her up from the airport in Seattle since Forks did not have one and the ride had been quiet since their initial conversation at the airport.

"Your grandmother is excited to see you." Charlie stated, but Bella already knew this since she corresponded with the elderly woman often.

"She told me," Bella said feeling that there was nothing else to say. "How has she been doing?" The young woman asked knowing of her grandmother's habits to leave out information when writing. Charlie seemed to share the same thoughts and laughed for a moment.

"She's been fine, stubborn as a mule. You know how she reads to the kids on the reservation?" Charlie asked as he gauged Bella's reaction from the corner of his eye. All he got was a nod of the head. "Well, they were outside yesterday since the weather was nice and a wild boar tried to attack them." A sharp intake of breath signaled Bella's shock, but Charlie continued his story before she could say anything. "She shot it with an arrow; I didn't even know about her archery skills till yesterday. Can you imagine a 70 year-old woman shooting at a wild boar with a bow and arrow?" This caused laughter to tumble from Bella's pink, full lips.

"At least no one was hurt," Bella said, but a frown graced Charlie's mouth. "Did you take her to the hospital?" Charlie nodded but did not say anything. "Well?"

"Dr. Johnson thought it was amusing and my mother told me that she's been shooting at wild animals for years." Charlie said and Bella knew that her grandmother's aloof behavior towards danger was the cause for his distress.

"She's fine now, don't worry about it." Bella patted her father's broad shoulder and turned her attention to the outside world.

"Do you remember the Black family Bells?" inquired Charlie, but Bella shook her head. There were many families in Forks with whom they had associated when she was younger. "Well, Billy Black's been in a wheelchair for a bit now and had an old truck he didn't have much use for anymore." Bella smiled at him knowingly sending him the signal that she already knew. "She told you?"

"Grams called me yesterday." Bella said trying not to laugh; apparently Grams hadn't told Charlie about the little slip of the tongue over the phone. "Maybe you shouldn't take her to the hospital when she tells you not to." The cruiser came to a slow stop since they had reached the house. Same old house, was the first thought that ran through Bella's mind as she exited the car. Charlie walked ahead of her carrying on of her suitcases while Bella grabbed the other one from the trunk. She took a quick look at the faded red Chevy that had once belonged to Billy Black. Surprisingly, Bella found she liked the car very much; it looked one of the cars at accidents that demolished the opposing car, but didn't even have a dent in it. They proceeded to enter the house and Bella looked around to find it looked very much the same as it had been the last time she had visited. Charlie didn't give her much time to look around before ushering her up the stairs so her bags could be unpacked. Her bedroom was tidy and neat, but also looked as though it had been repainted recently. Different shades of blues and greens decorated the once plain walls. It seemed Grams had been up to some mischief in the house. Charlie was standing by the door still and seemed to be judging her reaction.

"Mom picked out the colors and such, she only let me paint." Charlie huffed and a smile spread across Bella's face.

"Thanks," she said her tone warm and appreciative. The room was almost like the one she had in Phoenix, but it would take only a few minutes to personalize the space.

"I'll be downstairs; dinner will be ready in a few." Charlie said before leaving Bella to her new space. She let out a sigh of relief once her father left the room. Bella peeked out the window briefly to see the wet weather outside, it wasn't unexpected just a normal occurrence in Forks. Examining her bedroom, Bella found that the bed was still in the spot as before, though with a new comforter which she guessed her grandmother had bought, and the desk was pushed against the wall. A secondhand computer was resting on the surface with a small lamp beside it, a phone jack was stapled to the wall so she could hook up the modem. Movement downstairs signaled that Charlie was in the kitchen, since the smell of food didn't seem burnt; Bella figured her grandmother was probably in the house. Unpacking quickly Bella half ran down to the kitchen.

"Alright, where are you hiding her?" inquired Bella as she tried to keep the humor out of her voice. Charlie looked wounded.

"What are you talking about? I am perfectly capable of cooking food…" Charlie stopped because he knew that the statement was useless.

"Charlie, you had better not be trying to take credit for my cooking again." came the calm and steady voice of a woman from the next room. Bella waited until her grandmother stepped into the kitchen before hugging her tightly. "Oh dear! It seems he snuck you by me." Bella stepped back to look at Susan. Her grandmother's hair was still a dark shade of brown with only minimal streaks of white and it seemed as though she were still only in her 50's.

"It's surprising that the doctor didn't think you were Dad's sister Grams." Bella said and Susan wrinkled her nose.

"I don't think I would like to have Charlie as a brother, he's worse than Peter was." Susan said her tone light and merry, but the mention of Peter distracted Bella.

"Who's Peter?" she inquired and almost instantly regretted asking. Susan had stiffened slightly before responding, sadness of an event from long ago lacing her voice.

"He was my older brother. I could have sworn I told you about them…I used to have a younger sister and brother as well." Susan explained as she shooed Charlie away from the hot stove. "Young man, I do not trust you with cooking so go sit down." Charlie rolled his eyes at his mother's back before taking his customary place at the table. "I believe I told you about them years ago Isabella, but you have probably forgotten by now." This statement caused curiosity to arise in Bella.

What does she think I forgot? Bella thought to herself as she shifted though years of memories and then the stories that her grandmother had told her came rushing back. Oh right! I remember her siblings now; they died in the train accident in England a long time ago. Deciding it would be better to wait to ask tomorrow, Bella focused on the conversation that had been passing while she was not paying attention.

ooOoo

The house that Susan had lived in with William for all the years of their marriage seemed so empty now. It seems as though it were just yesterday when I stepped off that train. Susan thought as she worked for a few hours in the garden that had blossomed in the backyard. Three sides of the yard were incased by the forest, a high wooden fence separated the garden from the outside world. Several Oak trees dotted the landscape while the gravel pathway went round them. Upon watering all the flowers, Susan went inside to sit by the front window to watch for Bella, the young woman had said she would stop by after school. Hearing the distant sound of a car, Susan glanced up in time to see a streak of silver flash by on the main road. That's one of the Cullen's cars, thought the older woman knowing that no one else would dare drive that fast on the curving death trap. Several minutes past before the loud rumbling of a truck was heard and Susan smiled as she saw Bella exit the monster.

"Hello Grams!" Bella called happily, though Susan could tell something was bothering the girl.

"How was school Isabella?" inquired Susan as she ignored Bella's pointed look about being called by her full name. "I am not calling you Bella, we have been over this. Now get inside before you catch cold in this rain." The oak door closed firmly and Susan passed by her granddaughter to go make tea in the kitchen.

"It was fine minus the fact that everyone was enchanted by my presence." Bella's answer came out more sarcastic then she would have liked, but then again, last period had been unnerving. "I saw the Cullen Family at school." Susan looked up at the mention of them, the family had always appeared odd to her and she wondered if Isabella had picked up on that.

"They are good people, though a little aloof towards the rest of us here in Forks." answered Susan as she placed a steaming mug in front of Bella.

"I'm sure they are, but I think I did something to make, um, Edward Cullen hate me." Bella said gauging her grandmother's reaction.

"Hmmm, I cannot imagine what though. He is a nice young man, helped me with my groceries once." Susan said thinking back on the experience. It was like he was trying to figure me out… but Susan pushed the thought away as she turned her attention back to Bella. "Well, other than then that, did anything else happen?" This question was answered with a simple shake of the head and Susan was reminded of Charlie when he was younger.

"Did you put paintings up?" inquired Bella thinking back to the hallway where she saw a painting of an orchard that hadn't been there before.

"After William passed, I brought out some of the paintings I did years ago." said Susan as Bella picked up her cup to go look at the paintings up close.

There's the orchard. Bella thought as she looked at the vibrant colors that depicted apple trees and she spotted a young girl with long brown hair in it, it looked like she was walking through in what seemed to be a medieval looking gown of a deep blue. She could just make out the delicate patterns of a silver crown on the girl's head. Weird, that looks like Grams sister Lucy. The next painting was of a beautiful castle of the purest white marble. The castle reminded her of the stories of Narnia that her grandmother had fondly told her as a child. The next one was of a room with four thrones. That's weird; I don't remember ever hearing of a castle with four thrones. Bella dismissed the picture and moved on to the next one. The next was of ruins with three other people in various spots. Bella recognized the young girl from the picture in the apple orchard, but did not understand how she was young in this one. Maybe they are out of order, she thought moving one to the one beside it. The next one was even stranger, two lines of half horse, half humans were holding swords to make a tunnel and a large hill rose up behind them. Okay, so my grandmother had a vivid imagination. The next showed the young girl from the other two paintings, only this time she was wearing a long red gown and a majestic lion stood beside her at the end of a wooden bridge. The young girl was holding a small dagger while the lion just stared ahead. The next few paintings she examined where of a River god holding a few large pieces of wood that a Spanish man on a horse was teetering on, some flower petal swirling in nonexistent wind while forming the shape of a woman, then a lamppost that was in the middle of a forest with vines crawling up it, and the last one was the strangest one. A tree was split to make a doorway and you could see an old 1940s train station filled with children in school uniforms loading a train. The world outside the door showed the view off a cliff, but Bella did not examine it long because she had finally remembered what the paintings reminded her of.

"Are you done looking at them?" inquired Susan when her flustered granddaughter reentered.

"Those paintings are from your stories, but they're just stories Grams." Bella said so Susan said no more of her home for that day.

ooOoo

A week passed, Bella would come over after school to visit with her grandmother at her house or the bookstore on the reservation. Narnia was mentioned a few times as Susan retold her stories to Isabella. The one subject that was not approached was the Cullen Family. Edward's behavior to Bella had improved, but his behavior from the first day of school was still odd. The first snow of the year passed quickly with the rain washing it away almost immediately. Susan could tell that Isabella did not like the snow. Though a great shock came the day when Bella was almost hit by a van in the school parking lot. Susan had heard about it when she was at a store in town, word travels quickly in a small town, and she headed over to the hospital immediately. The ER waiting room was already packed with what seemed to be most of the high school, Susan spotted Edward Cullen ducking into a side hallway and she hurried to catch him.

"Excuse me Edward?" Susan called out to him and the young man turned around impossibly fast.

"Hello Mrs. Swan." He said his soft musical voice calming.

"Have you seen my granddaughter Isabella?" Susan inquired hoping that the young man knew where she was. He nodded and gestured for the older woman to follow him. Once in the ER, Edward pointed to where Bella was laying in a bed beside Tyler Crowley, who appeared to be bugging her to no end. "Thank you very much." Susan said before going to Bella's side. "Hello dear."

"Grams!" The appearance of her grandmother seemed to have effectively shut Tyler up.

"Isabella, you gave me quite a scare. Your father is out in the waiting room, has the doctor released you yet?" inquired Susan as she examined her granddaughter's facial features to be sure the girl was truly okay.

"No, I haven't been cleared to leave yet." Bella grumbled it was obvious to Susan that the young girl was fine and didn't wish to sit in the ER anymore. Susan sat down in the chair beside the hospital bed and they waited in comfortable silence for the doctor. Minutes passed before Edward returned and this time he was accompanied by a handsome doctor with blond hair and pale skin similar to the rest of the Cullen family.

"Hello Ms. Swan," Bella nodded meekly at the doctor and she turned to face her grandmother and was surprised to see the gentle woman staring at the doctor with a cold glare, something had caused her to be weary of the doctor and Bella would find out later. The glare sent shivers up her spine. She turned away to see Edward looking thoughtful before turning her attention back to Dr. Cullen. "Your X-rays came out fine," He said in a low voice seemingly ignoring the glare from Susan. He glanced over the bump on Bella's head before suggesting she take some Tylenol when she gets home. He turned away to examine Tyler after signing the papers to release Bella from the hospital. Susan walked silently beside Bella as she steered the young woman out the ER doors and into the waiting horde of people.

ooOoo

When Charlie dropped Bella off at home, she immediately called her frantic mother to calm her down. Once that water was under the bridge, Bella called her grandmother as she wished to know the cause of her behavior from earlier. The phone rang twice before Susan answered. "Alright, what's going on Grams?" Bella demanded to know.

"Isabella Swan, that is no way to talk to your grandmother." Susan said harshly over the phone and it was the first time Bella realized that something had lit a fire underneath her grandmother.

"Sorry, I just wanted to know why you were glaring at Dr. Cullen." Bella said softly not wishing to have the anger turned onto her own person. "What did he do?" Susan sighed.

"It's nothing Isabella, the man is just unnerving to me. I am sorry." Susan said but Bella wasn't sure the apology was heartfelt.

I guess I should just let it go, Bella thought before telling Susan that her head hurt and she was going to lay down.

ooOoo

Days passed and the sun graced Forks, Washington with its rare presence. Susan spent most of her day outside and saw a group of the kids from the reservation pass by. Jacob Black had run up to the house quickly to say hello and informed her of their plan to visit First Beach. The others he had been walking with eventually came up when they realized that Susan was at home. She spent a good hour talking to them before they resumed their journey. When the Cullen family had moved to Forks two years ago, Billy Black had warned her to stay away from them. I wonder why he never explained, Susan thought as she sat down to read a book. The warm weather had made her wonder what Bella was doing with her day, but she received an answer when Jacob stopped by again on his way back.

"I saw Bella at First Beach; she was there with a few kids from the high school." He said before Susan offered him something to drink. It had become customary for the young boy to visit her on Saturday nights and she was thankful for it. "She asked about the Cullen's." Jacob said quietly and Susan looked to him in slight shock.

"What did you tell her?" inquired Susan; she had heard all the legends of the Quileute Tribe and the stories of the 'cold ones' were most prominent.

"Just the story about the cold ones, I mean, they are just stories! It's not like they are actually true." Jacob said as he tried to drink the hot tea Susan had just handed him but only resulted in almost burning his tongue.

"Of course, it's only a story." Susan said quietly as she thought back to the time when she dismissed her sibling's ramblings of Narnia as just 'stories.'

ooOoo

Weeks passed and the normal routine was set up again, though it seemed to take Bella a little longer to get to her house, but Susan paid no heed to it. Having people in the house after going so long without any was a welcome relief to Susan; after William's death several years ago, the hole in her heart had grown. It seemed as though death was always around the corner. Then one day Bella brought, though it seemed a little reluctantly, a friend from school. Susan was very surprised to see Alice Cullen standing on the doorstep, just a few steps behind Bella.

"Hello dear, I see you brought a friend." Susan said without even batting an eyelash, she knew the Cullen's weren't allowed on the reservation, but her house wasn't technically on the reservation. "Alice Cullen, yes?" Alice's pixie-like features were unmistakable and her golden eyes instantly made her a member of the Cullen family. Alice smiled warmly at Bella's grandmother before nodding. Bella fidgeted beside her as Susan made her way to the kitchen to prepare tea. Alice walked slowly through the hall as she examined the painting adorning the walls before joining Bella and Susan in the kitchen.

"You have a very lovely home; did you paint the pictures in the hall?" Alice inquired.

"Yes I did, many years ago." Susan said simply and Alice remained quiet for a few moments.

"Are you English Mrs. Swan?" Alice asked as she sipped the tea gracefully. Susan nodded.

"Yes, I came to America many years ago, in the 40's." Susan explained. "I moved after the …deaths of my family." Alice nodded seemingly understanding the older woman's pain. Bella watched the conversation without participating and was happy to see that her grandmother hadn't glared at Alice.

There has to be some reason why…she can't know about what the Cullen's are, can she? Bella couldn't read minds, that was Edward's lovely little talent, but he had said that her grandmother's thoughts were difficult to read. He had been surprised to learn her grandmother's maiden name; surely the last name Pevensie wasn't that interesting? Carlisle had been surprised as well, he had told her of their visit to England in the 1940s and that they had seen a young woman in the cemetery by the grave of a Lucy Pevensie. This had struck a chord in Bella, Lucy had been the name of Susan's younger sister. I think they saw her in England…how strange… These thoughts soon left her mind when she noticed Alice and her grandmother staring at her. "Sorry, I wasn't paying attention." Bella said sheepishly.

"It's alright dear, Alice was just telling me you are going to watch them play baseball later." Susan said with a mischievous twinkle in her eye. "Now, Alice I wouldn't let her play. She is bound to hurt someone." This caused them both to start laughing at Bella's expense but she paid them no mind.

"Have you been shooting down any intruders Grams?" inquired Bella upon noticing the quiver of arrows and bow by the back door. Susan shrugged.

"Perhaps, now don't you tell your father! I am perfectly capable of protecting myself young lady!" Susan exclaimed fearing another trip to the hospital. Bella smiled.

"Of course I won't." Bella said and she noticed Alice gazing out the window.

"Bella has told me all about your garden, would you mind if I took a look?" inquired Alice and Susan nodded. Bella got up with her and watched as Alice walked around seeming to look at the flowers but she could tell she was looking for something else.

"Alice?" Bella called hesitantly not sure what her friend was doing.

"Don't worry, there seems to be some kind of barrier surrounding your grandmother's house. It's strange; I don't think I have ever seen anything like it." Alice said. "I thought I would look around and make sure no others like us had been creeping around." The thought of other vampires near her grandmother caused her to shiver, or maybe it was the cold from the impending storm. "Come on, I don't want your grandmother to think I ate you." Alice said jokingly, but Bella sensed that she was slightly serious.

"Does she know?"

"She is protected by the Quileute's, I am sure she had heard their stories." Alice said quietly. "Its fine, I am sure she thinks they are just that, stories."

ooOoo

Late into the night, Susan received a frantic phone call from Charlie. Bella was going back to Phoenix because of Edward Cullen. No I don't think that's right, she is very much in love with him. Just like I was, and still am, with Caspian. I have seen her when she is away from him. Susan thought as she waited for her son to arrive on her doorstep. Charlie was worried and she also didn't want him to go and try to shoot Edward. Hours passed, and then a day before Renee called them to tell them Bella was in a hospital. Susan was relieved to hear her granddaughter was safe, but how did she end up in the hospital? The answer came soon when Renee informed them that Bella had fallen down a set of stairs, Charlie believed the story, but Susan had a feeling that wasn't what really happened and it would be a few years before she even found out.

ooOoo

Bella's return to Forks had been eventful, to say the least. Charlie was not very happy but one look from his mother shut him up quickly. He had been on receiving end his mother's temper many a time and it wasn't somewhere you wanted to be. Susan could tell Bella was surprised at her acceptance of Edward. It came up the night of prom while Susan was helping Bella get ready in her room, she has to chase Alice away a few minutes ago because Susan wished to finish the rest of Bella's look on her own.

"Why are you so accepting Grams?" inquired Bella as she studied Susan's reaction in the mirror.

"Well dear, it's obvious you are in love with the boy. Not everyone gets the chance to be with their first love, I didn't but I found someone who helped me to live again my dear. I hope that doesn't happen to you." Susan explained as she thought of the handsome Telemarine Prince she had fallen in love with when she was much younger, back during a time when her siblings were still alive.

"I love you Grams," Bella said suddenly and Susan smiled brightly at her.

"I love you too dear." Susan said. I hope you never have to experience the pain I did. Susan thought as she watched Edward help Bella into the car. I really hope my dear girl.

ooOoo

A/N- Okay! So that took me a very long time to write ^^ Life sort of got in the way...though it always seems too! One of the reasons this took so long was because I had to locate a copy of Twilight which is rather difficult to do when in college (especially if you want one from the library). I hope you all enjoyed the chapter =) Please review! Reviews make me happy and a happy author means an update shows up quicker than a sad authors! Okay! NOW REVIEW! Please ^^

~LadyRin98790

Written- 03/21/11