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Note: Title may change down the line.

A/N: Welcome to my new fan fiction! I'm happy to say this story is all pre-planned out and just has to be written. I think fans of the movie may enjoy it. So with out further ado- Chapter one of Discoveries.

Chapter One: The Final Straw

'Enough is enough!' She stomped into her room, her hand cradling her fiery red cheek. Slamming the door behind her, she exhaled deeply. As she furiously walked to her bag, she went over the plan in her head. 'I've gone over it so many times and planned for hours. I just hope it works.' The young woman threw the bag on the bag and a set of clothes on her bed. 'Bag pre-packed. Good.' She quickly pulled her pale blue dress off and changed into a pair of black trousers with an oversized grey button down long sleeved shirt over a black shirt.

As she finished buttoning the shirt, she twisted her caramel brown hair into a ponytail that she clipped to the back of her head with a barrett. She pulled a black newsboy style hat on to over it. 'Gimmie some luck tonight, hat.' She knew she didn't have much time left. She scribbled a note for her sister quickly.

Dear Marie. By the time you read this, I'll be long gone. I'm fulfilling my dream to see the world and get away from Dad. I hid all the money I had left in the secret spot. I'll miss you. Love, Bella.

Bella left the note on her sister's bed as she heard someone walking outside the door, an knew it was time to leave. She swung her bag over her shoulder and turned to the window. As she opened it and stepped one foot out, Bella heard a knock on the door. "Damn," she muttered as she climbed the rest of the way out the window onto the fire escape. She slammed the window shut and turned to the ladder. Bella climbed down and jumped to the ground once she reached the bottom. She stood in the alley and sighed. 'So glad I'm out of there.' Bella walked out of the alley, holding the strap on her bag. "Whoa..."

The streets of New York were brightly lit up. It was night time and she had never been out this late. Everything around her was distracting and she lost focus. 'Stick to the plan, Bells.' She shook her head, shaking herself out of the daze, and set off to her destination.

Minutes later, Bella laid eyes on her destination: the port. There were about five or six ships docked she could see. Big fancy ones and a small steamer. 'Not the fancy ones for sure.' She sighed an a bit of a shake. 'Little steam ship it is.'

She walked past a large ocean liner to the little boat. 'It's not so bad looking. Not that little either.' Her eyes set on the words 'Venture' across the bow of the ship. Bella smirked as she made her way to the gangplank. There didn't seem to be people watching, or even near the ship she noticed as she looked around. She glanced around a second time, just to be sure as she strode up the gangplank.

Bella walked by a man on the deck, sleeping by a ladder. 'Great lookout.' She snickered silently, making her way down metal steps to, what she hoped, was the lowest part of the boat. And to her luck, it was. She had walked into an area with cages. 'Wonderful. I can sleep in a cage.' She frowned slightly. "Whatever it takes," she told herself in a hushed whisper as she let herself into a cage big enough for her to sleep comfortably in. 'Big enough to live in. Swell.' She patted the little pile of hay on the floor and sat down. "It'll be a fun trip..." she sarcastically grumbled.