I hope this makes things a little more interesting for this story, I'm not sure which way I am going to be taking this yet but hopefully people will like it.

As stated before I do not own Twilight by Stephanie Meyer.

As the swan floated lazily across the placid water her head pricked up when she heard the soft swooshing of a sharp object nearby. Curious, she paddles to the edge of the lake to take in the sight of, in her mind, a handsome creature. She studied how graceful he moved, how his bronze hair ruffled with the breeze his sword caused, and his eyes, the deepest green she ever came to comprehend. Yet, she could see such sadness in those perfect eyes, so deep and painful she cringed for staring to long.

He hadn't taken notice of her yet, to preoccupied with his training, so she continued to watch him. "He seems so sad, I wish there was some way to help him, something I could do." As the little swan thought this she got an idea, why not help him?

She quietly waddled up onto the banks of the lake, staying beside the small bushes waiting for an opportune moment to make herself known.

Edward thrust his sword into the air, practicing the intricate dueling style his father just instructed him. Putting all his concentration into the sword he barely heard the rustle of feathers coming from behind him. He swiftly turned around to see a little swan staring up at him. His eyes widened in disbelief as she waddled closer to him. Hesitantly he put down his sword and advanced forward to pick up the little swan. As his fingers grazed her feathers he was amazed at how soft and fine they were and how white they were kept. Then her eyes caught his attention, a soft, deep, chocolate brown, not common for a swan since most swans have ocean blue eyes. These eyes though, with their chocolate brown depths, seemed to be almost talking to him.

"Hello there, your very pretty," he said softly as he stroked her pearly white feathers, "do you want to be my friend?"

The little swan honked happily, her brown eyes shining with happiness.

Edward's lips turn up slightly, forming a small crooked smile as he continued to pet the little swan. "That's great little swan, my name's Edward, and I think I will name you Bella, Bella Swan, how do you like that Bella?"

Bella's eyes danced with happiness and Edward took that as a yes and hugged Bella gently to his chest, smiling a small, real smile for the first time in years.

I really do hope that people will read this and review, I am open to any remarks or suggestions.