Hi guys! Thanks for the reviews! Already five of them and I just posted chapter 1 and 2 last night Well don't worry, I'm like in the zone and I have NO plans whatsoever to just abandon this story. If any, I would be posting like two chapters a day haha I'm so addicted well below is a list of Isabella's powers.

Bella's Powers:

Weather Mood- Whatever the mood is, the weather mimics.

Illusion- Ability to alter or deceive the perceptions of another. Can be sensory, a light or sound-based effect, or an alteration of mental perceptions.

Temporal Duplication- Ability to bring past versions of oneself back to present.

Immune - Immune to one or more forms of physical and mind damage.

Mind Control- Can control someone through their mind.

Wings- Possession of a pair of wings, can be concealed. (Edward used to always say she was an angel)

Bella POV

I turn back around, my back facing Damien and let out a sigh.

"It's as if God is cursing me, a white pure, angelic looking demon."

I then remember what Damien did to me, without my permission and turn around in a swift motion.

I extract my fangs and go in a pouncing position, my eyes crazed, "Why? Why must you curse me to walk this earth for all eternity when I wanted was nothing but to leave here," I spat at him, he flinched at the hate in my voice.

"Bella, I am so sorry, I don't know what came over me when I did that. You just reminded me of my daughter so much," he paused "I haven't seen her in over a hundred years," he choked out with tears in his eyes that will never drop down his cheeks.

I felt a pang of sympathy towards the man that snatched me away from the arms f death, which I craved so much.

I got out of my pounce stance and walked over to him slowly, touching his cheek.

Another flood of images flowed through my mind.

Damien hugging his daughter 'Anastasia' while coming back from hunting, Tucking a younger Anastasia into bed after reading her favorite bedtime story, Damien walking hand in hand with his adorable little daughter across the street.

Then I see an image that will forever be etched into my mind, seeing Anastasia being torn from the limbs by a pack of ravenous wolves while she was out picking berries for the morning breakfast.

I come out of my reverie and look at Damien, feeling how much hurt he should be feeling from that incident years ago.

I can't have hatred towards this man, he thought on impulse because I looked like his daughter, I would have been a spinning image of her if I was around eleven or twelve.

I probley would have done the same thing if I saw a look-a-like of himif he was about to throw his life away.

No. If I ever see that face again…, my hands start forming into a steel clench.

The sadness and betrayal washes over me again.

Damien notices my discomfort, and try's to sooth me the way he tried to when I was changing.

For some reason his gesture calms me down. Now that I look at him, I realize he shares some of Charlie's traits.

The same chocolate brown curls, the same warm smile, even the same awkwardness of showing affection towards someone.

I grimace, thinking maybe this is another one of God's doings to torture me some more, on how I left my dad.

"I know how you feel," I say while looking down with a sad smile, "how you wish to go back to the things like they were."

I glance up at him, "I need to do something," I say, my face expressionless.

I run out of the cave with inhuman speed and stop fifteen feet away.

"Don't try to follow me," I say quietly over my shoulder, knowing he can hear me clear enough then head towards their house.

The feeling of running this fast, oh how refreshing it is. When I was human, I was very scared when I would be on his back while going at this pace. I felt like we were going to hit something or run into a tree.

I was silly, I'm all too in control with my reflexes.

In seconds I am in front of their doorstep.

Without a moments hesitation, I kick open the door. I smell their scent that faintly lingers in the air.

There gone.

They are actually gone.

I don't think the realization hit me 'till that moment.

I felt the soft white carpet beneath my knees, and then the palms of my hands, and then it was pressed against the cold skin of my cheek.

I hoped that I was fainting, but to my disappointment, I didn't lose consciousness.

Well I guess for vampires it's impossible to do that anyways.

The waves of pain that had only lapped at me before now roared high up and washed over my head, pulling me under.

This pain continued for what seemed like hours.

Was this going to get any easier? Will it eventually die out like blazing firewood which flames start to dim?

No. I don't think it wouldn't.

I can't stay in this house any longer, too many painful memories that are promising to make the hole where my heart is supposed to be, even bigger.

I glance down at my clothes I have been wearing for the last three days.

Ripped and matted, stained with my own caked blood.

I frown, I need new clothes to replace the almost disintegrated ones. I go upstairs and look through Rosalie's closet, nothing but over the top, extravagant ballroom dresses.

Maybe I will have better luck in Alice's. I open her walk in closet and yet again see only expensive fancy dresses that they left behind.

I grimace, finding the least dress that will stand out until I get new clothes.

I found a powder blue dress, it looks like a prom dress, but better then Rosalie's.

Feeling another wave of agonizing memories, of how Alice used to love to dress me up like her own Barbie doll.

I fight back the tears that will never slide down my face and slip the dress on, not even bothering to look in the mirror.

If I couldn't even survive the rest of my human life without him, how am I'm supposed to with eternity?

Wait, He told me about the Volturi. How they are basically the law and vampire royalty.

They don't have any patience towards vampires that try to reveal their existence. That they will kill you in a second if you dare to attempt it.

I stood up, and walked out, leaving the door open, not even daring to take a glance back at my once fulfilled past.

Before I even notice myself, my feet bring me to our meadow.

Do I love to hurt myself?

Better yet, I shouldn't answer that question.

I look up into the clouded night sky, breathing in this smell starts to distract me with the etching pain in myself.

Right when I'm calming down, the clouds start to move away revealing a breathtakingly scenery of glowing stars.

I feel my wings start to extract by my content ness and I slightly bend my knees to push myself off the ground.

As I'm a few feet in the air, I hear a pack of ferocious growling.

(Just letting you know, Jacob is already her best friend and already a werewolf but Bella doesn't know it)

I let out a hiss and bare my fangs turning around while still in the air. I don't know what it is, but for some reason I have fear in me.

I see a pack of growling gigantic wolves running about fifteen feet away, heading straight towards me.

Ugh, they smell horrible, like mutts.

I let my instincts take over and wait for them to encounter me but will not let them get any closer.

If so, I am poised for attack, at any direction.

Bring it on.

Wolf Pack POV

Jake, cheer up. We will find Bella, whatever it takes.-Quil

Yeah, come on Jakie. You need a rest, I'll take your round for the night.-Embry

No, I'm fine, I am not going to stop until I see with my own eyes that Bella is okay, she has been missing for three days. And stop calling me 'Jakie'.-Jacob

Quil, Embry, enough. But Jacob, they are right on one thing, you do need to rest.-Sam

Hey, the Cullen's just up and left too, maybe she went with them.-Paul

Bella wouldn't be that irresponsible to Charlie or me, she would have at least told us you know.-Jacob

Well at leas-Embry

They all smell that sickly sweet scent, and growl in unison while running towards it.

Hey, I thought the Cullen's been gone.-Quil

No, it's not one of the them, I smelled all their scents before. This is a different one, and it's alone.-Jacob

Good, we haven't had any action in a while.-Paul

Everybody, follow my lead, don't do anything stupid.-Sam

Hey, what the hell? I didn't know leeches can fly.-Embry

Well whatever let's just get this over wi-Quil

WHAT?!! HEY, IT'S BELLA!.-Paul

Man, she looks so freaky with the wings and fangs, and why is she wearing a dress?-Paul

She looks hot.-Quil and Embry

Another growl erupts in Jacob's chest.

Hey, we didn't mean to say it, you are in my mind you know-Quil

Bella is ready to attack, not knowing who we really are.

Hey I'm going to phase out, we're scaring her.-Jacob

Be careful Jacob.-Sam ordered

Right before Jacob is about to phase out, Bella pounces on top of him.

Her teeth are bared at him while he changes back to normal.

She blinks, "Jake?" Her eyes wide.

"Um Bella, your crushing me. and I'm kind of…," he glances down.

She follows his gaze and realizes he is wearing nothing on.

Her fangs disappear and climbs off of him awkwardly, if she was still human, her cheeks would be blushing furiously.

All the while, they hear the rest of the wolves making throaty noises that sound very similar to laughing.

So, How'd you like the chapter???? Please Write and Review! I want feedback! I wanted Bella to have an encounter with the wolf pack but I needed her to be like best friends with Jacob already so I just changed that little thing, oh that and him already a wolf. Don't worry, she soon meets the Volturi muhahahah 3