Prolouge- (From Eclipse, Chapter 24 Snap Decision, pg. 547-548)
Seth wasn't limping anymore. His circling took him within inches of Edward; his tail brushed Edward's back, and Victoria's eyes bulged.
"No, he won't turn on me," Edward said, answering the question in Victoria's head. He used her distraction to slide closer. "You provided us with a common enemy. You allied us."
She clenched her teeth, trying to keep her focus on Edward alone.
"Look more closely Victoria," he murmured, pulling at the threads of her concentration. "Is he really so much like the monster James tracked across Siberia?"
Her eyes popped wide open, and then began flickering wildly from Edward to Seth to me, around and around. "Not the same?" she snarled in her little girl's soprano. "Impossible!"
"Nothing is impossible," Edward murmured, voice velvet soft as he moved another inch closer to her.
Chapter One - Into the Darkness
Branches snagged at her feet, leaves whipped across her face. She forced her feet to run as fast as they could manage. Her breath came in pants, too shallow to really give her lungs any relief. But she couldn't think about that. The only thought that she could process was run, run, run. It was more of an instinct, the only thing that mattered, the only thing that she knew.
She was faster than most, stronger than most, more beautiful than most, and yes, smarter than most. She was a deadly combination, and yet, she was still hunted. Behind her raced the able bodies of the unnatural wolves, the ones that could out last her running. They would catch her, she knew, and even though she accepted the fact, she wasn't leaving without a fight.
The forest was dark and the undergrowth dense, but she perservered. The incessant pounding of wolf paws followed her, no matter where she went. Even when she thought she would fall, she kept going. She wasn't going anywhere in particular, and she didn't care where she ended up, as long as it wasn't in the wolves jaws.
A snarl sounded from behind, and she gasped in horror. They were closing in. She felt the last burst of adrenaline course through her body, and she took bounding leaps. A roaring sound filled her ears, but she ignored it. Just run.
Jaws snapped at her heels, and she went down. She made a strangled noise of surprise as she crashed into the leaves. Fangs bit down on her leg, instantly breaking her ankle. She screamed, feeling claws on her back. But the pain wasn't nearly as bad as it should have been. Maybe it was the adrenaline that was still racing through her.
She didn't want it to end like this, without even a fight. No, not this way, she thought. She threw her hands around a tree root that was sticking from the ground, pulling herself away from the wolves. She kicked out as best as she could, feeling pain shoot up her spine. But she finally managed to pull herself away. The line is close, not much further now and I can get away....
In an instant she was free, and she threw herself as far as she could, free falling down the hill and into the icy river. The cold water was like knives, but at least the wolves were gone. Her last glimpse was of a huge black head looking down at her, watching with anger burning in his eyes. The pack didn't move, as if an invisible force kept him from following as her body was swept downstream.
Nessie was playing outside in the bright, midday sunshine. Her skin sparkled, since it was one of the rare sunny days in Forks. Bella stood nearby, watching silently with a proud smile on her face that only parents can pull off. Her golden eyes sparkled, watching the girl's every move. Nessie turned to her mother, gesturing for her to follow.
Still smiling, she sprang forward, racing to the little girl. Nessie squealed as she was lifted up in the air effortlessly. Bella laughed, enjoying her time with her little girl. But just then she heard a frantic scribbling coming from inside the house, accompanied by Jasper's voice. He was trying to calm someone... Alice.
She set Nessie back down, and Nessie understood. Alice was having another vision. Bella flitted through the back door, and into the living room. All of the vampires were there, watching as Alice's delicate fairy hands smoothly flowed over the paper. She was drawing her vision in short, frantic strokes, her face concerned.
"Oh, no," She whispered as she drew, "oh, no, no."
Edward's face was a careful mask, but Bella could tell that something was off in his features. "Edward?" Bella asked quietly, moving beside him. "What's going on?"
"Alice sees something," He murmured absently, and somewhat vaguely.
"But what does she see?" Bella pryed, wanting to know what this was all about. But just then Alice finished, and Rosalie snatched it up.
"Who is this?" She asked roughly, as Jasper took the picture back.
"I have no idea." Alice replied. "But she needs help." Her eyes met Carlisle's, and he nodded, glancing at the paper.
"What is it?" Bella asked again, feeling impatient. "Let me see."
Alice held up the paper, and if Bella could get any paler, she would have then. "Oh my God." On the paper was a beautiful girl, with gashes on her back, lying on the bank of a river and surrounded by purple flowers. "That's near our house," She said in a shocked voice, looking up at Edward. He nodded grimly.
"She needs help," He told Carlisle, and next thing that Bella knew, she was standing in the room with only Alice, Rosalie, Esme and Jasper. All of the guys, save Jasper and his blood lust, had gone to help the unknown girl who was dying on the riverbank.