A/N: Well, I'm finally back! I'm SO sorry for this long delay, but April just really was a SUPER busy month for me From going on week long trip with my school over spring break to Washington DC(and a lot of other awesome places on the east coast!) and then to Disneyland with the band the next week, and then dealing with all the stupid homework that I had to make up, and then many teachers assigning projects last week just to review before STAR testing, it was hectic.(turns out teachers just LOVE projects in May too...)

So since I don't have math homework really at this time because I(for some reason unlike not many others) got an A on my math test, and was put with a few other people doing trig worksheets during class and having no homework, I have been able to write a bit. Now, I do only write at night, since I actually SUCK at writing during the day, maybe it's because I am the pure definition of a night owl, I seriously can't imagine how people can go to sleep so early. Yeah, little example right here.....it's 11:30 PM where I am right now, so I think maybe I should finish this up quick;)

Enjoy(even if it is a little short!)

Chapter 1: Malicious

Bella's POV

Malicious. That was the word that my mind had conjured up for myself now; the word that described me most at the moment. I'd become a cold-hearted killer, something I'd sworn I would never do should I be changed to a vampire. But the burn was like nothing I could have imagined.

Before this, I had thought I had nothing. Now, what I had before seemed like a great gift. I had parents, friends, people who loved me even through the deep depression I had been under for this last month.

And now, I knew the true meaning of nothing. I could never see anybody I knew again. Even if it wouldn't be obvious that I had changed into this creature of sorts, I knew that my body would betray me and they would be dead on the spot. Not to mention the previous loss I had experienced, the one that would have made all this terror worthwhile.

Then, on top of all the rest, I now had a criminal record. So many lives were just ended by my doing, in a town where almost everyone knew my name. I was in no good situation to be arrested for murder right now. I could imagine the gossip now: "Did you hear about Chief Swan's daughter? She's turned into a cold-hearted killer, snapping the handcuffs and killing her father while he's arresting her for the death of all those doctors!"

At that moment I remembered just which police officer would be put in charge of my arrest. I couldn't bear to imagine the pure disappointment that would be apparent in Charlie when he found out about this. I had to get out of town now, before he could have the chance to find me, or I to kill him in the process. My heart was torn to bits in the mere second of visualizing his heartbreak, and mine, in this situation.

I turned and bolted through the trees with no intent of stopping anytime soon. I kicked off my old, worn tennis shoes off as I ran, finding them to be a nuisance, and my too-long jeans became the victim when the bottoms ripped to shreds beneath my heels as they impacted the ground. My hair seemed to flow parallel to the ground behind me while I ran, proving just how fast I was really going.

Before I could see much else, I noticed the array of sounds shouting into my ears from all directions. I reached up and covered my ears in a futile attempt for the inner workings of my mind to remain peaceful enough as to not be able to think too harshly about what I was doing at the moment. The sound—as I knew it would be—was only muted though. I didn't know how I expected myself to survive any kind of city as I matured if I was in agony within a somewhat quiet forest.

So, that night, I ran. My hands covered my ears the entire way while I was desperately trying to hold my mouth closed so that I would not emit a sound in a place like this, where it was so easy to hear anything near human, mortal or not. My legs pumped quickly, by now almost accustomed to the way they did not tire or ache, and my shoes didn't stand a chance to last much longer as I did so.

By the time I stopped, I was in Northern California; not the ideal place for a vampire, but not the worst in terms of weather.

My shoes, as I had predicted, had been torn to shreds. My extra long jeans, now shredded shorts. My tattered clothes were the worst of my problems as I wondered where I actually was.

I looked all around me, noticing how my newly enhanced sight to peer through the long lines of trees and into what seemed to be sunbathed farmland. I groaned as I realized that there really was nothing I could do about the sun, or my glittering skin. I briefly wondered how long it would be until dusk, and came to the dreadful realization that no matter how few hours it would be, it would seem longer.

I sunk to the ground and heard dried leaves crinkle underneath me. It seemed like days that I sat there and wondered what to do with myself now.

I couldn't go back home, either one, that couldn't even begin to be an option. Phoenix was sunny, as well as Jacksonville, and if I went back to Forks I would be arrested and convicted for murder by my own father. I could just see the disappointment that would be in his eyes when the news of the slaughter and immediate disappearance of his only child was delivered to him.

I tried to think of other places I could go, other places I could live. Or, at least, not have to wait the endless, agonizing hours each day to go outside.

This was when I realized that I would always be outside, sunny sky or not. I didn't have any money, or a way to find a job. Of course I couldn't even consider buying contacts to cover my eyes with my lack of cash. I couldn't even get new clothes to replace the tatters. It was all hopeless for me. How did any newborn do this without any help? It's practically impossible to do without becoming a wild animal!

But, that's probably what happened to them in the end. Maybe some of them eventually got out of that, once they were older. But this, this state of practically vulnerability without even actually being vulnerable was unbearable. I could see now how all those people that used to be so kind could turn into cold blooded killers now just from their lack of help and supplies.

I mentally prepared myself to set in for the long wait until something might just happen, finally realizing just how long forever could be when you're all alone.

A/N:Thoughts? Love it? Hate it? Think I could've added something else? Got an idea? Feel free to review, or if you like that better, PM me! (really, my laptop is never very far away, and neither is my phone. Email can be checked 24/7, and I think it probably is.....)

See ya!