Disclaimer - I don't own the Twilight Saga, Stephenie Meyer does (Sobs)

~Jane POV~

The loud banging on the door woke me up immediately. I heard loud jeers and shouting from outside. I pulled on a cloak and walked into my mother's room. "Momma, who's at the door," She was stood at the window, looking out on the moonlit lane. I saw a tear trickle down her cheek. She turned and spoke quietly, "It's time," I was confused, she ran past me and walked into my twin brother's room.

I followed her and saw my brother in a similar cloak to mine, looking out his window, above the front door. He looked at me and waved me over. I looked out the window and a lump formed in my throat at what I saw. Half the village were in our garden, I recognised neighbors, the teachers from school and the man who owned the post office down the street. They were shouting and yelling whilst holding torches and ramming on the door.

Then I realised. We didn't think it was true. Alec and I had heard rumours but we never thought. They called us witches in the street and singled us out at school. And now they were ready to deal with us, burn us. We were only 15. Suddenly we heard a loud cracking noise. They'd broken in to our house. My mother took Alec by the shoulders. "Alec, take care of your sister, now." He nodded as she took my face in her hands and kissed my cheeks. The village were making their way up the stairs quickly. They were running and shouting. Tears were flowing down my cheeks by the time my mother ran outside the room and closed the door, trying to persuade them to spare us. I heard my mother trying to stop them and a loud thud.

The teachers and neighbors and the rest started shouting and the door was thrown open and strangers were grabbing us. My brother went in silence but I was screaming at them to stop. They were ragging at my hair and pushing me to the floor. Then I saw my mother's unconcious body on the ground being trodden on. They were dragging me down the staircase and kicking at me. I caught a glimpse of my brother, being ragged about and looking at me with concern in his eyes. We were close to the burning stake now. They tied my hands and feet to the wood. I turned my head to Alec. He looked solemn but I hadn't heard him say anything.

I knew this was the end for us. I heard the villagers jeering and shouting. My hair was stuck on my cheeks with the tears. I was still crying but the people weren't compassionate enough to care. They laughed and yelled as the priest lit the wood behind us. Already I could smell the smoke. I shut my eyes, not wanting to see my killers.

The smoke was getting stronger and my feet were burning as the flames scorched my bare feet. As I was losing conciousness I heard the villagers screaming out loud. I didn't know why they were screaming, it sounded like fear and pain.

But I was drifting off.

Unable to stop myself.

A/N - So this is my first fanfic and I'm open to construcive criticsm so review please vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv. Also I would like to know if you think I should carry on with it. Thanks a lot x Ness-Cullenxxx