Bella's eyes grew wide as the words stuttered from her unsettled lips. "What? No!" She looked between the two men across from her. "I haven't even fed yet!"

Billy was the one sporting wide eyes after her announcement. Before he boomed out, "What!? It's been two weeks! You've just been turned! You can't have gone this long without feeding?!"

"Well, that's actually one of those things I wanted to talk to you about. It hasn't actually been two weeks for me? More like a day, maybe a day and a half. Well, I guess technically if you add the time it took for me to turn it's been like four days, max." Bella answered as she dragged a pillow over to hug against her chest. Both men looked confused, so she continued. "It's a bit confusing, but I haven't been here that long. I…was somewhere else?"

Billy looked interested. "You mentioned that before, that the first thing you did when you 'got back' was head home to Charlie."

"Yeah. I didn't exactly know where else to go. I guess maybe I should have stayed in the woods for a bit—tried to hunt some animals or something, but I was scared and alone in the middle of the woods after dealing with a bit of a traumatic event," Bella spoke sarcastically, not aiming it at the men in front of her, but just at her situation in general, "so I went to find my dad."

"But where did you go?" Jake finally contributed to the conversation, and when Bella looked back at him, he was staring at the red of her eyes. He didn't exactly look scared, or even wary, it was like he was just trying to get used to the change. It was a pretty big transformation after all.

"I don't exactly know." Bella answered. "I think…Greece?"

"Greece?!" Jacob shouted at the exact moment Billy questioned, "You think?"

"Well," Bella started, feeling like she was a kid getting scolded, "I did just get turned into a vampire, and only got saved last second by something scaring off Laurent, so…" She spoke defensively, "pardon me for being a bit disoriented. Speaking of, what do you mean you killed the vampire? That's what you said earlier, right Jacob? How the hell could you kill a vampire? No offence, but you're not exactly an even match for one." She stopped when Jake gave a small grin.

"You'd be surprised how even a match it would be." Jacob said confidently. When she merely gave him a questioning 'go on' look in response, Jacob cast a glance at his father then returned her look. "I told you the legends, Bella. Do you remember?"

Bella remembered her awkward attempts at flirting to try and get him to reveal something about the Cullens. "Yeah, you called vampires Cold Ones. What does that have to do with this?"

"Do you remember the rest of the legends? About what happened when the Cold Ones attacked our tribe?" He leaned forward with his elbows on his knees, staring her down.

"Uh, I think you said that one of the men turned into some kind of…." Bella stared at Jacob as she trailed off. The longer the staring match continued, the lower her jaw dropped, and the wider his smile grew. "No. No fucking way. You are not some kind of bad ass werewolf, Jacob Black. I have seen you eat mud."

His grin had been reaching face-splitting potential before her last comment, then it dropped and he looked at her, wounded. "Hey! I was like 6!"

Billy chuckled to his side, looking at his son fondly. "You were 12."

Jacob mumbled something under his breath about 'traitorous old men' before turning back to her. "The pack, yes the pack of werewolves Bella, caught the scent of a bloodsucker wandering Forks." His eyes turned sad. "We didn't know he was after you, Bells. I'm so sorry. We were running towards the source of the smell as fast as we could, but we just…" He turned away. "…we were too slow."

Bella, having just caught up to what he was saying after the bombshell he had dropped on her, responded. "What? Oh, it's fine. Do you change every full moon?" She leaned forward in interest.

Jacob looked nonplussed. "Do we—no. We can shift whenever we want."

"How are you werewolves if you don't shift with the full moon. That's like the main werewolf thing."

"Why are you so chill about this? You literally got attacked by a vampire—"

"Again."

"Right, again—wait, what?"

"It's been a long year."

They looked at her, uncomprehending for a moment. How could a person survive not just one, but two vampire attacks? Billy opened his mouth to speak, but Bella whipped her head toward the side as the sound of heavy footfalls registered. Something was coming—multiple somethings—and fast.

Without turning back to look at them, Bella asked. "Those not-werewolf friends of yours, did you invite them over?"

When she turned to take in their reactions, Jacob leapt to his feet. He wasn't quite as fast as her, but he reached the door faster than Billy could even say 'shit'. He flung the door open, and raced out to meet an honest to god pack of giant supernatural wolves. One of the wolves went back into the forest, and a few seconds later Sam Uley was walking up to Jacob, shirtless and in jean shorts in 60-degree weather.

"Sam." Jacob spoke, almost deferentially.

"Jacob." Sam returned. "Jared and Paul were on patrol when they caught a scent in the wind. There's another bloodsucker on the loose. We tracked it back here."

"About that," Jacob began, "I was just about to call you to let you know—"

It happened so fast that even Bella had a hard time keeping up. One second, she was walking up to the front door, heading out cautiously to meet with Jacob's 'pack', and the next second a snarling wolf was charging her.

"Paul, no!" Bella could hear Jacob distantly. She was too focused on the wolf in front of her. It was moving almost in slow motion. One paw hit the ground, and her vision went a little fuzzy. The other followed, and she saw everything sideways. The back paws followed, and the wolf leapt into the air, closing the distance between its teeth and her throat.

Everyone there, wolf and not, watched as for just a second, it looked like Bella Swan glitched. Her body there, then gone, then there again faster than they could blink. Then, just as suddenly as before, she was gone, and the wolf hit the side of the house with a resounding 'thud'.

OOOOOO

Bella regained her vision just as the sun winked out of the sky. She hadn't experienced night as a vampire yet, and she was both surprised and excited to realize how easy it was for her to see and maneuver in the dark. She had ended up in an alley, strange buildings made of wood with thatch roofs were on either side of her, and the sounds coming from within informed Bella of the sleeping inhabitants inside.

The burning in her throat was a near constant sensation, now. During their talks of newborns, the Cullens always said that newborns had to feed almost immediately after being turned, what with their bloodthirst being at an all-time high. After about ten years or so of feeding every day, they could get it down to once a week or even once a month if they had better control. It had apparently been weeks since Bella was turned, despite her only feeling present for a small fraction of it. She was pushing the limits of her self-control, and she was worried she would snap before too long if she didn't find some fucking chipmunk or something, and fast.

Footsteps making their way toward her snap Bella out of her thoughts. She needed to pay more attention, or her newly acquired small attention span was going to get her in serious trouble. Bella attached herself to the side of the building, doing her best to hide in the shadows there. After a moment, she sees the form of a woman run past, her arms wrapped around herself, looking almost like a hug. She could see her breath in the cold air as she panted, her exhaustion and plain in her shaking legs, yet she pushed on. Bella only caught a glimpse of her face before she past the next building, but the reason for her perseverance became obvious when she caught the look on her face.

Fear.

The woman was running from something.

What she was running from soon became apparent as many more figures ran past Bella's little alley just a moment later. After they passed, Bella moved to the entrance of the alley, staring after their shadows as they got farther and farther away. She started slinking after them in the shadows, feeling concern for this mysterious woman. It was easy to catch up—the pace they had set was practically a brisk walk for a vampire—and she trailed them for some time, taking in their strange appearances.

The men chasing the woman were all wearing dresses. They were short, coming up past their knees, and the color ranged from a dirt brown to a gray-brown mixture. The one in the front was wearing some kind of strappy sandals, but the two following him were both barefoot.

The woman running in front was wearing another one of those strange bedsheet dresses that Bella had seen earlier on that little girl, although this one seemed much fancier. The bottom of the white cloth was lined with purple, and the belt that ran around her waist glinted gold in the light of the torches that were few and far between, lining the sides of the houses. In her arms, a squirming bundle of white and purple cloth was protected from the biting air. A baby.

The woman took a sudden turn, sprinting down another alley, likely hoping to fool her pursuers. It appeared as though her luck had run out, however, as the man at the front yelled out in that strange Greek-sounding language and they all hightailed it into the alley after her.

Bella slowed her pace, coming up to the mouth of the alley, when a piercing scream filled the air, followed by a scent she had just begun to grow familiar, and wary, of. Blood.

Bella's eyes went black with hunger, and she blurred into the alley. The three men were surrounding the woman, the one in front carrying a small club, now tinged red. The two men around him were leering at the woman, saying something that must've been some kind of encouragement to the man, because he backed her into a wall, his hands shoving her arms, and raised his club into the air once more. The baby let out a small cry.

The last lingering threads of Bella's control snapped, and before she knew it, she had the leading man up against the side of the house. Her teeth sunk into his throat, and Bella's eyes rolled back as the hot liquid gushed into her mouth. It was delicious. And gone far too soon. As soon as the last drop touched her tongue, Bella dropped the man, and turned to the other two that were watching her in shock as the woman backed farther down the alley.

Bella launched at the second one, and the second taste proved to be just as mouthwatering as the first. She let out a moan that broke the third man from his paralyzed state, and he screamed into the night air. The second man ran dry, and Bella's eyes whipped over to the third man, now running back toward the entrance of the alley. He made it about 2 feet before her was on the ground, a bloodthirsty creature perched above him. Her black eyes bored into his own enlarged ones, before she was gone from his field of view. Soon, the only thing in his eyes was the reflection of the moon overhead, lighting his unmoving body.

Bella raised from her position on the ground, stretching on her toes and letting her head fall back in satisfaction. The moonlight caressed her body, framing her long lashes and emphasizing her cheekbones. A muffled gasp from her right brought Bella's half-lidded eyes to the woman that was pressing herself into the wall behind her, as far from the scene as she could get. Bella's eyes roved over her, taking in her quivering form and her startling brown eyes and dark hair, before a glint on the ground that turned out to be some sort of expertly crafted necklace entranced Bella.

Bella reached down, moving languidly in her sated state, and picked up the piece of jewelry, turning it over in her hands as the gold and silver caught the light. The baby, silent until this point, let out another small cry, and Bella's vision began to blur.

She looked over to the woman, then, keeping eye contact as she felt a tugging in her navel, and a tingling in her arms. The last thought that went through her head was that she was glad that, this time, she'd managed to save someone, and she smiled serenely at the woman before vanishing before her eyes.

OOOOOO

Bella was sure this time that it wasn't just a vision. She hadn't completely ruled it out before, but ending up in front of Billy Black's house covered in blood and holding a gold necklace crossed that possibility off the list.

It really was a beautiful piece of jewelry, Bella thought. On the front, there was a beautiful picture of some kind of bird posed in mid-flight. Flipping it over, Bella found an inscription on the back in some language she couldn't read. It looked almost like latin. Making her mind up to check in out it later, she pulled the long necklace over her head, tucking it in under her shirt before turning to the house.

No sounds came from within, not even a heartbeat, so Bella turned on her heel and rushed back toward her own home, intent on laying in her bed all night trying to figure out what the fuck was happening to her. She knew she should probably be more upset about what had just happened. She had just murdered three men! She had drained them of their blood in a matter of moments, and she had liked it. But Bella couldn't bring herself to be too upset about it. She knew that if those men had been just random people taking a stroll home, she would have felt an enormous weight at the mere thought of taking their lives, but they weren't. Those men were going to hurt that woman and her baby, possibly even kill them!

Bella felt no remorse in her actions, and she spared them no pity.

The reception she received when she reached her house was not exactly what she expected. 5 shirtless men were sitting in her yard. They were all surrounding one car, talking in quiet voices, but when they saw her they went silent. Bella could recognize Paul Lahote, the man who had apparently attacked her in wolf form, leaning against the side of the car and gaping at her. She met their wide-eyed stares with a smirk of her own. She didn't know much more about what had happened than they did, but they didn't have to know that. All they knew is that she disappeared right under their noses without them landing a single scratch. 'Badass werewolf protectors' her ass.

Inside the house was a bit less populated, but only a bit. There were only two shirtless men in the living room, Sam and Jake. Billy was pulled up in front of the couch with Charlie staring at him blankly.

"Charlie, she really is gone this time. I know you saw her recently, but she—"

Charlie's eyes widened as they followed her approach into the room.

"Bells!" He leapt from the couch, running over to her and grabbing her by her arms as he looked her over. "Billy just came over saying you visited him? They told me about these legends they have down on the reservation. Is it really true? Are you—how in the hell are you covered in even more blood than last time?!"

Bella let out a strained laugh. "It's a funny story. Well, no it's not particularly funny, at all, but it's complicated. Which is what I meant when I said 'funny'. You know, like funny-strange not funny-humorous." Taking in their bemused expressions, she continued. "Anyway, so they told you everything then?" Charlie nodded, his eyes going wider at her confirmation in the Quileute legends that the men had been telling him since they had arrived. "Well, so yes. I'm a vampire now."

Charlie nodded numbly. "Huh. Neat."

Bella smiled at his words. "Right, and it gets even more complicated. So I teleported, again."

He just stared at her. "You what now?"

Jake took that moment to remind her of the other occupants of the room. "Is that what that was? I swear Bells, one second I was worried that Paul was gonna tear you apart, then next, 'poof'! Did you end up in Greece again? How the hell can you teleport anyway? How does that work? Is it like how the priss could read minds?"

Bella tried not to flinch at the mention of him, albeit a mention that Bella almost laughed at.

"It's a bit complicated. I think I was in Greece. The people were wearing togas and everything."

You could hear a pin drop after she made that announcement. After a few seconds of awkward silence, she pressed on.

"Yeah, so there's that. Which is cool, but I was already kinda stressed about the whole 'vampire thing' so this just added a whole unnecessary layer of stress to that pile. Also, I killed three guys."

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