Thank you everyone for the wonderful reviews. I've pressed this one out as fast as i could hopefully it wont leave you in too mush of a cliffy. / i hate doing that to you. But also i appreciate the tips on not rushing through it all, its a bad habit of mine, i just cant wait to finish the story for myself and get it out for yall. Enjoy this chapter, it might be a while till i post another. I want to go back and maybe add to each chapter now that they aren't so fresh in my mind and i can see it from outside of my own head. ) Don't worry I'll keep writing more chapters and while probably end up posting them in hours of each other like today. I really appreciate the compliments, enthusiasm, and pointers.

Note- Just to answer any questions: Jacob wouldn't leave her, your right, but the call of the pack was too great to ignore(What Sam says goes). After all Jacob already clearly disobeyed Sam by keeping Bella alive, he can't disobey much more before it doesn't fit the character outline and laws Stephenie set out for Jacob and his pack. ) But feel free to agree to disagree, I just thought I'd clarify the reason behind Jacob's actions. I appreciate the alternative views D

Ch.3

BPOV

It was dark, so very dark. Where was I, who was I? I could hear droplets of water pattering a few feet away. The humidity made the air thick and musty causing my smell to be sum what muffled, but I could still smell the trees not too far away and the dirt beneath me.

There, my eyes flashed open and behold the beauty surrounding me. Everything was so clear and defined from my perspective. How did I get here though? I was really miffed, I didn't remember anything. Who the hell was I and what was I doing here? Leaning forward I went to get up and nearly ran into the opposite side of the cave. "What the hell is happening?" I pondered out loud.

My skin was almost a chalk white and resembled the stones lying across the ground. Curiously I drew imaginary lines across my skin, leaving a trail of moisture and dirt on my hand from the damp ground.

Glancing around me, I saw my reflection in a puddle. Creamy fingers combed through my caramel locks as I tested the soft texture. Peering more closely I was intrigued by how incredibly red my irises were, that was amusing.

I tested my movements carefully in the protection of the cave. I had to have run into the walls at least 6 times, leaving smashed imprints of myself as proof. However I figured out fast that you had to always be thinking a step ahead and ended the little masterpiece I had made of my home.

Turning towards the entrance my eyes focused on something far off. I could smell something irony and thick, it moved slowly across the forest floor. Curiosity began to take over as I inched out into the rain. What was this thing that drew me towards it? Instinct caused me to crawl on all fours like a ghostly predator. When I was mere feet away, from what I recognized as a rabbit, the scariest thing happened. Suddenly I was a spectator, watching as a demon took over and ripped the creature wide open, draining the blood within.

I sprawled backwards into a tree, knocking it over, as I realized what I had just done. What was wrong with me? Why couldn't I suppress this urge, I could still feel it. My stomach turned and my sense of smell picked up every sign of blood within a 3 mile radius. Unwillingly my body began to move towards a larger prey, my legs moving faster than I thought normal. The trees blurred past me as the smell got closer, it was a bittersweet fragrance.

There it was in between two trees grazing intently, a small doe. She didn't even have time to look up as I once again put out the light that was her life and sustained myself. My fingers groped greedily at her side trying to message the last drops of blood from her body.

Looking up, I sniffed the air for more of this sensational substance I had discovered. It was so muggy under the canopy, maybe if I climbed up past the tree tops I could find some trace of what I seeked. This speed and power was growing on me, I thought to myself as I scaled a nearby tree. Once at the top, in seconds, I breathed the fresh wind. It smelt like rain and nothing more. I turned the opposite direction, and as if following my command, the wind switched directions bringing the sweetest smell to my attention. My eyes popped open and I knew at once what I wanted, no longer fighting the drive to kill. I followed my quarry southwards.

It was miles off, but would only take minutes. The forest floor disappeared beneath me as I accelerated towards my one destination. The smells of dear and bear danced across my senses but held nothing to the fragrance earlier. As I pulled closer, I picked up on not just one but many of the same smell I had stumbled across before. This was my lucky day, or so I thought.

My seductive fragrance was killed by the most horrid odor I had ever encountered. The odor was so repulsive I actually stopped to wrinkle my nose in disgust, hiding behind roots attempting to escape this smell. What a horrible feeling, here I was cowering on the forest ground because of a smell. But not just any smell, it was a mixture of wet dog and garbage, rotting garbage. Instinct had me on my toes, even though I didn't believe that I had a reason to fear this ugly scent.

Crouching down against a tree trunk I peered out and around the forest. The pattering of rain and the feel of moist dirt between my toes, that was all I picked up on. All seemed well but then I saw a mass of moving fur, a large mass moving in fast. The smell was definitely coming from what ever that was. As it drew nearer a small voice warned me of a looming danger and my legs itched to run. Seeing that they were running from where I came and weren't blocking where I wanted to go, I saw nothing against just proceeding in outrunning them.

Easily I began my delighted lope in the direction this tempting fragrance, clouded by must that had come from the odd creatures, was leading me. Noticing however that the scent of dogs wasn't getting weaker, it was getting stronger. I turned my head slightly to glance back at the advancing pack of creatures, briefly pondering just sucking them dry like my other prey, but thought better of it concurring that their blood would taste horrible. They began to flank me and spread out at the sides, why the hell were they even chasing me.

Looking ahead I noticed the light looming ahead, it must be the end of the forest and I was very close to my prey. Maybe they wanted what I was after, well they wouldn't get it, I'd just have to out run them.

Checking their proximity, I realized that they had closed me off on 3 sides and were trying to completely circle me. The two wolves, I think that's what they were, behind me were keeping their distance. The one to my left was large and black and only yards from me. On my right was a russet wolf almost as large as the black one; however he kept his distance as the ones behind me. The silver wolf was attempting to gain the lead so he could double back and trap me, maybe I would let this happen. Slyly I checked my pace allowing him to get in front of me. As soon as this happened I pushed forward as fast as my legs would allow, startling the silver wolf I came up behind me before his pack could respond. With one angry roar I through my shoulder into his, sending him through multiple trees. My plan worked nicely as the disoriented pack slowed, torn between helping their fallen comrade and chasing me. Taking advantage of my little opportunity I jumped through the edge of the forest and onto a dirt road. I paused, taking a second to comprehend where I was. The smell lead me to the left away from what I smelt was a large body of salt water.

Going on a little farther I came upon an odd structure, my subconscious brought a word to mind, house. The smell was coming from within, and there was more than one. It smelt so delicious I could hardly resist. I brought myself to the edge of the property and made my way around the back; pausing at the door to make notice of where these creatures were before I entered. One was on the second floor while a larger was on my level surrounded by smoke and odd aromas.

My body slithered silently through the door and creped across the carpet before I rested against the wall separating me from my delicate quarry. A female, messing with pots and pans, wiped exhaustedly at her brow. I recognized what she was doing as something I too had done, she was cooking dinner. She turned her head revealing her warm flushed cheeks. How I longed to sink my teeth into her flesh, how delicious it would taste. The temptation was becoming too unbearable, I couldn't hold back anymore. The last image I had of myself, before I attacked, was of my pitch black irises starring greedily back at me from a mirror on the opposite wall. Then before I knew what I had done I was ravenously consuming every last drop of this indescribable substance. It trickled down my chin as my haste to consume all of it left me sloppy. This blood was not bittersweet; it was above and beyond what I could ever dream up. Disappointment flooded my being when the flow ran dry and I was forced to end my feast.

"Hey mom, is dinner almost ready?" questioned a young voice above me.

I was still thirsty for more of this delicacy and the quench to this thirst lay merely above me. This time I wasn't so driven by thirst so I could have a little fun couldn't I? After all they were my prey. Once again my subconscious poked at me, I became depressed and regretful of my previous actions and the ones that lay unfulfilled in my thoughts. I slid down in the corner of the kitchen and just sat their contemplating what had happened. Why was I regretting this, I was not one of them and they were my prey. However I couldn't ignore the nagging feeling of shame that tore at my dead heart. Memories flooded my vision: someone I was very close to, with dark skin and black hair was talking to me. He was sad and broken by something, it seemed he was trying to say goodbye. He leaned in to kiss me and then I remembered his name, "Jake." The word stumbled out of my lips before I could suppress it.

"Hello, is someone there?" Feet drummed down the stairs just across the house from me. "Mom, Is that you?"

Breaking through all the desires of this new monster I had become, I turned to leave before anything could happen, too late.

"MOM!" The distraught child collapsed on the floor next to my unfortunate victim. His bitter sobs came in gasps as he strained for breath to feed his beating heart. His heart that pumped the sweet nectar I longed for. My gut wrenched at the smell of it, it was much more fresh and unaged. Venom seeped to my lips and threatened to overflow my mouth if I didn't swallow. The child looked up at me with wide horror filled eyes. He trembled at my ghastly glare. Once again I was driven by something other than myself, and yet it felt more as if my will had crumbled and I had chose this fate for the child before me.

He turned for the kitchen entrance that would lead to the back porch sliding glass doors. Back to my previous malevolent self, I sprung at the small boy. Wasting no time, my teeth penetrated his skin hungrily, producing a weak scream to emit from his throat. How sweet it truly was, but I still felt guilty. I had ended their lives, but how did I know I didn't end their misery? All I had to draw on from these humans was this Jake. He seemed so distraught from my memory. Would he not appreciate death, like I gave these two, to end his suffering?

JPOV

"Damit Jake, why didn't you kill her? I didn't suggest that you kill her I commanded you. It was an order." roared Sam as they bent there kneeling over their fallen comrade.

"Sam, I couldn't help it. You should know better than anyone what kind of situation I was in." I couldn't get the image of Bella out of my mind. She was so delicate and unworldly beautiful, but that still couldn't change my love for the old Bella even if she was more plain. "It doesn't make sense Sam. She promised me and I know Bella, it's against her nature to hunt humans. It's not who she is."

"She isn't Bella anymore." Sam looked over pityingly trying to convey the message that Bella too had tried to press upon me. Paul was laying beside us in agony because I couldn't come to terms with reality, what a mess I was.

"Damit," I yelled, surprising a sob. My temper peaked and my fist flew into the nearest tree trunk, sending it to the forest floor.

"Hey Jacob, haven't we downed enough trees today," chastised Embry lightly, trying to lift the tension in the air. I ignored his attempt; I wasn't in the mood for it. I was going to have to finish her myself if it came to it, this time I wasn't going to chicken out. I'd do it for Bella if not for the pack.

Just then the lingering smell of blood, human blood, floated past. It couldn't be, she really was a monster, now I really didn't have a choice.

"Embry, take Paul back to the village. Everyone else lets see if we can slay ourselves a bloodsucker." Sam commanded. The jeers of approval turned to howls of excitement as we made our way towards town.

EPOV

It had been a while since I'd returned to this house, but I had little time to reminisce at the moment, I wanted to find Bella. Sprinting through the over grown ferns, I bounded up the steps, through the open front door, and into the kitchen. There stood my family, minus Rose and Emmett.

"Edward, it's horrible we have to go now." Alice was over come by fear and terror, haunted by her recent vision. Images of Bella were flashing quickly through her mind. I wanted to know what happened but Alice spoke before I could. "We wanted to wait for you, but now that you're here we have help Bella. Rose and Emmett will meet us."

This all baffled me, were they not going to tell me what happened? I had a right to know if anyone was hurting my Bella or if I had to protect others from her. I tried not to dwell on the later for too long. Alice practically yelled her thoughts at me to reach me through my daze, "Let's go Edward, before Bella kills anymore people." I tried to suppress the shock that threatened to cross my face; if anyone had died it was my fault. How could I leave her all alone, without anyone to look out for her? I was fit for her, but I guess for now I was all she had to count on and I wasn't about to mess up again.

In one fluid motion, the five of us were out the door. Alice took the lead heading us towards the Quileute village.

"Edward, here's what I saw," she thought sadly, glancing back to see if I was listening. When she confirmed my attention, images erupted of Bella running gracefully through a forest, black pupils eclipsing her red irises. She seemed driven by some urgency as she approached a secluded two story house and made her way around the back. My brow furrowed as I could only guess at what I knew was to come. The gruesome seen played out before me as she drained the mother and what I thought was a look of satisfaction following the performance. I almost wanted to tune out Alice's version when I saw her looking viciously upstairs, a playful smirk spreading across her lips. Almost as instantly as her decisions to kill, Bella seemed to change her mind. Confusion and regret took over her; she went to leave but the ignorant child came downstairs. "No Bella, you have to try," I whispered to myself. After her vampire instincts pulled her under again the regret vanished and she finished the dirty job. With both humans dead she returned back to her former state, sitting down confused and scared. My poor angel, I had to get to her. The vision did not stop there, a presence nearby disturbed her. She jumped up almost shaking in fear and raced desperately out of the house, towards the Quileute village.

"Do you think the wolves are after her?" Alice questioned in her mind

"Yes, we must hurry. I'm coming Bella." The later I said more to myself.

Yes I know, Bella wouldn't kill humans and I wouldn't dare tarnish her record by making her do so. However, if you haven't noticed the hints i like to drop through out, Bella isn't really in control half the time, infact she doesn't even remember who she is. Don't worry it'll all come back to her, she wont be a monster forever!

Feel free to ask Questions, I enjoy answering them all too much P