Here is the first actual chapter. Should explain what happened in the prologue a little bit more.

Disclaimer: I do not own twilight, nor should I ever hope to or even pretend to... life just isnt cool like that sometimes

I sat on my bed, hair still wet but now fully clothed, with an unused ice pack next to me. I had run downstairs to grab it, just in case pain started later: but none came. I should be freaking out, but at the moment all I can think is that if there was ever a person who deserved to be shielded from pain, it would be me. Clutsy Bella.

Shielded from pain.

Wait.

Is this a one time thing? And is it only pain or…

I was also shielded from harm. I have no bruises, not cuts. I am physi cally A-O-K. My pulse sped up as I considered what this meant.

I bolted out of my room and down the stairs, making a racket as I did so. At least Charlie isn't home yet. I ran into the kitchen and opened the silverware drawer. I inspected the knives and my resolve faltered. Maybe is was just a one time thing. Just to be safe I grabbed a butter knife. No serious harm there.

I ran it along the tip of my finger. Then I put the small serations at the end of the knife to my thumb. Quickly I dragged it back. It should have felt like a small scratch. But I felt nothing. And no mark showed on it either!

My confidence growing, I grabbed one of Charlie's favorite steak knives. He had gotten it as a wedding present from Renee's parents.

I then drew it across my palm; first softly, then with more pressure. It didn't even come in contact with my skin. Just slid right across it like I had a layer of jelly over my palm.

This
Is
Amazing!

Wait until I tell… There is no one to tell. No one but the… Cullens knew about my shield. It's not like I could go up to Charlie and say, "Hey, you know how I dated Edward? Well he was a vampire that could read minds, but he couldn't read mine cuz my mind was shielded. And now, my body is shielded!" He would either have a heart attack and die or, if he survived, would throw me in an asylum.

Normal humans don't get special powers, and if they do, they don't tell people about it. Alice did, and she was institutionalized. Times have changed, but certainly not that much.

I should just consider this a... small gift to make life easier. After all, I don't have to fear for my life every time I walk into gym now. Cooking for Charlie will be less hazardous. I won't even have to suffer from silly things like papercuts anymore!

Papercuts.

If only I had developed this earlier. I would never have cut my finger on that wrapping paper. Jasper would never have attacked me. And Edward, well, that wouldn't have had to happen either.

At that moment, Charlie opened the front door; breaking me from my reverie just in time.

"Bella?"

"In the kitchen dad."

He walked in and saw me holding the knife. His face lit up with hope.

"Steak?"

"Huh?" I asked intelligibly.

"Well, you have the steak knife out, I just assumed..."

"Oh, no sorry I was just, um, organizing the silverware drawer. I actually haven't made anything yet. If you want to wait an hour, I could make some?"

"No, no that's alright Bella. Ill just have what's left of Billy's fish. There should still be some."

"Right. Got it. I'll just heat that up for you." I could still see the disappointment on his face, so I added, "I'll make you steak for tomorrow night."

Well... this is still a bit on the short side for me, but it is two posts in one day so... props to me. review if you have any ideas. Im still brainstorming on what direction to take this in.