Hey guys. Sorry for the long wait! this is chapter one i know you guys are a bit confused by the last chapter but i hope this chapter would clear some of ur questions up!

Enjoy. Disclaimer: Don't Own Twilight Characters!

I was pulled back by some unknown force and there was me.

I was in the kitchen of Charlie's house. This feeling...weird. It felt like I was still there, dancing to the music, cooking dinner for Charlie. But then I was just seeing myself doing that action from third person perspective.

I could still feel myself doing the actions and feel what I was feeling at the moment. Happiness and anxiousness. But I frowned at the emotions somehow, like I wasn't supposed to feel that way at this moment because something bad was going to happen soon, I didn't know what but I could feel it in my gut. Although, I didn't know if this tugging feeling was in my moving body in front of me or the body I was in, but I couldn't see myself.

It felt like I was switching bodies, back and forth, in the kitchen. Weird, indeed.

The front door opened with a creaking sound and the crude sound of jingling keys. I didn't stop what I was doing though, just turned down the volume of the stereo and kept cooking dinner. It was almost ready. I was beginning to feel a little bit of panic thinking Charlie would be tired and the dinner wasn't ready.

"Hey, Bells, smells good" He said, while poking his head out just a little from the kitchen doorway. I smiled at him shyly.

"Sorry, Dad. Dinner isn't quite ready yet. It will be only few minutes." He nodded with a smile."Don't worry, it's fine. I will just be watching TV. Call me when dinner is ready though." As he said that, he turned away from the doorway and I heard his footsteps walking towards the living room. Soon after, the TV was blaring a football game.

I rolled my eyes at that. Typical Charlie.

As I placed the last portion of spaghetti on the plate, I called Charlie to tell him that dinner was ready. He came bounding towards the dining table as I set the plate between our silverware.

He looked a little nervous as he sat down, but I didn't question it. He was probably thinking about some case he was working on or something. Emotions always cross his face when he is thinking to himself. I shrugged my shoulders, sat down and began eating the spaghetti.

Charlie kept stealing glances at me and seemed to not be eating his spaghetti that much. That's weird.

The tugging feeling kept growing bigger, but I continued to ignore it. But the third perspective Bella was definitely feeling it alright. I was about to shout this isn't good but no sound came out.

When I had finished my spaghetti, I noticed Charlie still had a lot of food on his plate. That's weird, Charlie always finishes eating before i do. Just as I was about to ask Charlie if he was finished, he snapped out of his reverie.

"Bells, I....uh....I think we need to talk," He told me, as I stood up to take our plates. "Sure, no problem," I said, depositing the dishes in the sink and returning to my seat.

"So...Dad...what's up?" I said. "Bella, I think you should move to Florida with your Mom," He said. "WHAT!?! Why???" I exclaimed, dumbfounded.

"Well first of all, I have a lot of cases at work and taking care of you takes up way to much time. Especially since Edward left you, you've been all...depressed. I just can't have you around me all the time like that. Its really depressing. I just can't," He explained matter of factly.

"Dad, are you serious?" I was still a little dumbfounded at this point, "I'm happy. I've been hanging out with Jake. Everything's fine. I have friends. I get good grades. I'm not depressed at all."

"Uhh...Bella, are you serious? You walk around like a zombie all the time. As for Jake...that's another reason why you should leave. You should not be leading on that poor boy like you do. I know your still not over Edward. I hear you crying all the time" He retorted.

"Dad...don't...please don't do this. Alright. You're right, I'm not over Edward. But you can't leave me too. You're my father. Father's don't do this to their children! Don't you still love me?" I pleaded.

"Ha," he laughed bitterly, "love you? How can I love you? Your beloved Edward didn't even "love you". Edward left you. And now I'm leaving you." He told me. His face held no bit of remorse or regret that he was doing this to his child. "But....but..." I couldn't even form words. I had begun to sob.

Just as I had finally controlled my sobs, he stood up and and began walking out of the house. I followed him and watched in disbelief as he walked out the door. "Where are you going?" I asked him. "Back to the station" He replied, then added, "If you're still here by the time I get back, I'll arrest you."

I couldn't believe it, as the Bella in front of me began to sink down on the floor sobbing while I(don't know what I am) watched Charlie get into his police cruse car and drove away. It finally dawned on me, that the feeling I had before has opened up inside of me, huge.

I began to collapse, too, behind the Bella I was seeing like a movie. I tried to go to her, but my legs wouldn't move I just had to watch her while the scene in front of me changed and now she(I?) was in her(my) room with blank eyes.

It was back. Those days where I was the living dead, before Jake came into my life. I felt devastated at this whole situation. Why Charlie would ever do this, it was unbelievable and it made no sense. He was the one who was glad to see me right? He knew I was getting so much better after Edward left. This is not right...But I couldnt' think right, as the pain she(I) was feeling of everyone leaving before me. It was like no other.

Why was this happening to me? What did I do? Is this what hell feels like? Right then, I let out an anguished cry, screamed in sorrow.

Just then, there was a dark chuckle in the background. The scene of myself packing everything with dried tears on both cheeks started to flicker and blur until it was slowly starting to fade like a shimmer of mist. I was confused but still the pain was there.

The dark was surrounding me once again and I didn't know where I was or if my eyes were actually open.

Then I saw a shimmering light in front of me, which became the shape of a man, who I didn't recognize. He had dark hair, almost blending into the pitch darkness all around us, his eyes were dangerously close to the color of the eyes of the family I once had. He was kind of handsome with his sharp profiles and the only hint of hair were his bangs which hung limply on his left eye. Honestly, he looked dangerously like a vampire, but not quite.

"Who are you?" Surprisingly, my voice wasn't quivering or letting out a hint of any fright, which was weird because I found him pretty intimidating and I was scared shitless inside. Millions of questions ran through my head at pretty much millions of miles per hour.

"My name is Alex and I'm afraid you have befriended one of our creatures. It's a shame how a pretty young girl like you could end up in their little trap. But don't worry, my dear. You have ended up in the right place." There was a slight gleam in his eyes that sent shivers down my spine and goosebumps crawling all over my arms.

"W-what are you talking about? I don't understand! Where the hell am I?!" This guy was definitely creepy. I mean his creature? What the hell was he talking about?!

"Ah, well I thought you have already figured out where we are. Of course, it's Hell. Inferno. Did you really think ending your life with your own hands, with some pitiful instrument like your father's shotgun would end your pain? All it does is makes it worse. For eternity, you shall suffer in Hell!" He was laughing like a mad man now and I think I paled to pure white snow, but I don't know if you can actually do that in Hell, because I am, in fact, dead right?

I still couldn't stop the sobbing that was threatening to spill out from my throat. My chest was hurting and and thickness in my throat was making its way up to my mouth but I did my best to not cry in front of this...whatever he was. It's my fault. I should've know...everything I did was wrong. Nothing could erase the pain of what he had done to me.

I was starting to become angry at him. All of them. I wish they never existed. I heard the man in front of me laugh even harder as he looked at me with those painfully familiar eyes.

"Look at you, you are pitiful. But I know a way, my dear. Do you want revenge? Sweet, sweet, revenge. You don't have to suffer the pain anymore if you agree to my little offer." He smiled at me sweetly, or an attempt to make it sweet, it just looked evil and creepy at the same time, like a pervert. I shuddered.

"What do you want?! You already got my pitiful soul. I have nothing to loose..." I trailed off.

"Oh, you have nothing to loose indeed. But, we would like for you to do some...errands for us. You would be very useful as one of us."

"'One of us' meaning...what are you exactly?" Vampires and werewolves...I think I wouldn't be surprised if there were another mythical creatures I didn't know ever existed.

"δαίμονες. Demons. I'm sure you have heard of them. Creatures of Hell, Eternal Torture." He was smirking at me with a gleam in his eyes like he was going to eat me, but not before playing with his food first. For fun.

"Demons? Well...I guess..uhm...you are going to torture me?" I looked at him uneasily...really afraid. I backed up a little bit.

"My dear, We've already tortured you. Your weakness is people you love leaving you. It was different before, but since your precious cold one left you in the forest, your weakness started to change that moment. You see, Hell is eternal torture, yes. Each torture is made for each dead person. Specifically made for them. You, my dear, we have examined you and we just couldn't leave you here while you could be our key...well, we will talk about that later. The reason why I am talking to you personally is because you have a connection to them. Those pitiful creatures. It was a mistake, you see. We made them. Now, they are out of control, going into the mortal world, while we are stuck here." His eyes turned black and I could tell that he is distant like looking back to the memories of earlier times.

"You see the similarities don't you?" He smirked. My blood ran cold, or metamorphically saying. he knew that I wanted to become a vampire so bad. This was his game plan.

"I'm not going to be one of you. Whatever errands you want me to do...I'm not doing it you filthy monster!" This was probably not the brightest of the idea, but I couldn't take the words back as it left my mouth. I clenched my fists and jaws trying to be brave, but I could feel myself shaking. My eyes probably said it all anyways.

He seemed to be looking through my soul as if reading my emotions, what was going on in my head. He smirked again, clearly amused, which was unexpected.

"I do not care a damn about you, but my Lord seems to be determined with you. Shame. You should think about the offer, though. Hate, sorrow, and anguish stirs inside your soul, slowly invading..."

Then he disappeared into the darkness...not a shimmering mist but a dark shadow fading into the darkness.

Crawling slowly around my soul...