I never thought I would write Fanfic but as I was sitting in Physics daydreaming (as you do) about twilight and realised that some of it would make a pretty good story. Now this particular Fanfic is not a continuation as such of the series. It is not written from the persective of one of the Cullens, though they are of course a central part. This is introducing a new character whose story becomes intertwined with the world of the Cullens. I hope you all approve, please give any critiscism you think is constructive and do tell what you think is good! I have actually already done all this but it has been lost (damn computer) so I will just do the Preface for now!

Preface
As I stood staring into the abyss, I knew there was no way out for me. I thought about the pain I would suffer, and the pain I already had suffered, more than enough to cover a hundred lifetimes. But in my heart I knew it was worth it. For those few short weeks I spent with the Cullens. With him. I looked at the girl I had betrayed, and saw in her eyes that she knew my plan. She would get out alive, I would not. I only hoped that she would have enough pity on me to save him. The last thing left of me that I hadn't destroyed. She looked into my eyes and I gave her the instruction, "Run."

awesome start...really like it..please post some more

nice. keep going :)

Part One

As I opened the front door, the sunlight hit me full in the face. It was unusual to have such clear skies in May, but there was still a slight chill in the air. It felt unnatural. I shook off my superstition and tried to focus on the Biology exam I would face when I got into school.
"Chromosomes are made up of genes, which contain DNA.." I muttered to myself as I walked down the street to the main road. As I looked up to check for oncoming traffic, I noticed a man on the opposite side of the road. Despite the sunshine, he was wearing a thick black overcoat, and a hat pulled down over his face. I recognised him immediately. The man had ollowed my route to school everyday for a month now. I tried not to think about it, he was probably just another person going about his daily buisness. But still it unnerved me. I couldn't tell if he was looking at me from under his hat, but I felt he was watching everything I did. But it didn't bother me too much, since he always kept his distance. Today, however, he followed me closely, and I was sure he was watching me from under his hat. I sped up, but he did as well, matching his pace to me perfectly. My heart began to beat fast. I gathered all my courage, knowing that we were in a public street, with plenty of other people around. I was about to turn around and tell him to cut it out, when he drew level with me, and whispered so low that it was little more than a breath, but every word was crystal clear.
"Keep walking. Don't stop. If you do, I'll kill you."
My heart seemed to stop beating. I knew that he couldn't do it here, in a crowded street.
"Really? I was under the impression that there were other people who would see that."
He gave a throaty chuckle, "Aro was right about you. You've got guts. But that won't help you now, you see, I could snap you like a dry twig." He took hold of my arm, and though he was wearing a thick black glove, I could feel the freezing temerature of his skin, and the force with which he held me. "Just a twitch of my fingers, that's all, and you're arm will snap in two." I looked up into his face, and was stunned. He was the most beautiful man I had ever seen. His face was cast in shadow, but I could make out his features, he looked maybe Spanish, or Italian though he had a chalky palor over his olive skin. But his eyes were what struck me. At first glance they were black, but then I caught a glint of red. I gasped.
"What are you?"
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."
"What do you want with me?"
"Well, it's not a question of what I want with you, but what my master's want. They've got a little bet going, you see."
"And what right do your masters," I put as much contempt into the word as I could muster, "have to place bets on me?"
"It's not a right as such, more that they can."
"Oh really? And my I ask what this bet entails?"
"They'll make you into one of us, and you'll be given a mission. If you complete it, you'll be revered, granted high honour among our kind, and if you fail, you will die."
"And if I refuse?"
"We see that as failure."
"Right." It was then that I knew i had to be dreaming. This was all a nightmare, I would wake up soon, in my bed and go to school and sit a Biology exam. All I had to do was wait. Wait and I would wake up. At the usual place where I would turn off for school we kept walking. I caught a glimpse of my friend getting out of her car. I was amazed at the level of detail of my dream. All the cars had number plates. Then I felt a sharp jab into my shoulder blade. I looked up at my imaginary captor,
"Was that really necessary?"
"Just a little reminder."
"Of what? That you could kill me at any moment, yeah I figured that out already thanks."
"You know, you're awfully sarcastic for someone whose life is in such danger."
"Well, since this is a dream you can't actually hurt me. I'm just playing along to see where my subconcious takes me."
He laughed his thraoty chuckle again, "You really are unbelievable! I hate to have to tell you this but you are not dreaming. This is real. I am real. And the danger you are in is very real indeed."
It was at this point that I decided seeing where my subconcious took me wasn't worth it. I blacked out.

Part Two

Whe I woke up, I was shivering. But I didn't really mind. I was awake now, out of my dream, my nightmare. For a moment I revelled in being alive, though I knew it was pointless as I had never been in real danger. But then I heard a voice. And I froze.
"Good afternoon. I was beginning to wonder if you would wake up at all. I had to carry you onto the plane."
I sat bolt upright. My head felt woozy. I sat for a moment taking it all in. I closed my eyes, and opened them again. He was still there. My captor. Sitting in the seat next to me on what appeared to be an aeroplane. He had taken off his hat and his coat, I realised, had been draped over me. He smiled, the most beautiful smile, but I couldn't let him affect me, draw me in. I realised now that I was in more danger than I could ever have imagined. I was going to die. I was sure of it. But it wasn't that that frightened me. It was the look on my mother's face when the school rang and told her I was gone. She would be angry at first, but when I didn't come home I she would have to ring dad. He would come over and they would wait for me. The call the police. Maybe they would hold hands as he police searched. The closest they'd been since before I was born. Mum would blame herself. Dad would remain silent. I thought of all my friends at school. It was Lisa's birthday today, I still had her present wrapped up in my bag. A silver hairslide with a delicate flower on it. I thought of her opening all her other presents and laughing. Ignorant of my fate. That was too much. I began to cry. The tears flowing fast down my face. I curled up in my seat and let it overwhelm me. The tears were coming thick, but I didn't sob or wail. I just sat and cried. I cried until I was sure I didn't have any tears left. A few times I heard the air hostess come over and ask if I was alright, but my captor waved her away with the assurance that I was merely feeling unwell. I pictured her concerned face and his dazzling smile. I wondered if she would remember us. When news of my dissappearance made the news, would she give evidence? Or would she be too afraid. I hoped for her own sake it was the latter.
What seemed like an eternity later, the plane bumped onto the tarmac. I felt a surpisingly light touch on my arm.
"We're here."
I got up and we climbed off the plane. The sky was cloudy here, wherever we were, but warmer, though I could barely feel it. I was numb as we went through passport control, not even bothering to wonder how he came to have my passport. We went out into the car park and he lead me to a black car that was waiting by the entrance. He opened the back passenger door and I got in. He closed the door behind me and got into the driver's seat. I hadn't realised there was another person in the car. It spoke in an angelic voice, childlike, but calculating.
"Well done Felix. She's practically unharmed, Aro will be pleased."
"It was easier than I expected. She seemed to be under the impression that she was dreaming half the time, and the other half she was out cold. Or crying."
The answering laugh was like tinkling bells.
We were silent for the rest of the journey. My captors didn't appear to be in any rush. After about an hour I looked out of the winodw and saw we were approaching a huge walled city. Felix drove through the gates and through many side alleys until we reached a huge square. Felix drove aup to a side alley and stoped the car. The city seemed almost deserted. My door was opened and I stepped out into the square. I saw that the other person in the car was very small, and was wearing a dark cloak, almost black. Her face was exquiste, cherubic, only much more beautiful. From beneath her cloak she produced another, but in a slightly lighter grey.
"Congratulations. Aro told me to give you this if you succeeded, since you obviously have so admirably, here is your promotion."
"Thank you." Replied Felix, simply, slipping the silken cloak over his head. I didn't think it was possible for him to look more menacing, but I was proved completely wrong. The two lead me down the dark alley to a manhole. Felix lnt down and picked up the cover as though it were made of foam. He slid down the opening tunnel and I stared down after him. I looked at the girl standing next to me.
"After you." She said. There was something in the way she looked at me to make me not hesitate to obey her. I closed my eyes and slid down the tunnel. The way was surprisingly short, and I found myself in a dark, dank tunnel. A soft voice behind me made me jump,
"Proceed."
The time in the tunnel seemed surprisingly short after the rest of the journey, and when we emerged into a brightly lit room I was shocked at how little time it had taken. It seemed to be a reception area, and I was relieved to see that the woman behind the desk looked human. She looked at me nervously, and then to the small girl, who smiled, and the woman flinched. We walked through sumptuous rooms until we reached a huge wodden door. Felix pushed it open and we entered a huge round room, filled with people. Three chairs, like thrones sat towards the back, and on it sat three men. Two with black, and one with white hair. They were dressed in deep black cloaks, and had the same chalky compexion. But their eyes were a brilliant crimson red, and their eyes flashed as I was brought in. The one in the middle rose, his black hair falling to his shoulders, and his papery wite hands held out in welcome.
"Felix, Jane, welcome back. You just missed supper."

I apologise for all the typos so far, always forget to check before I publish, but please keep reading and giving feed back, thanks! :)

oh it looks great! I¿m really looking forward to see what happens next? what is her mission?

Part Two cont..

I looked at the man who had just spoken, and he looked back at me. He smiled a cordial smile and took a step towards me. I flinched.
"Ah, my young friend. Do not be afraid, we have no desire to harm you."
"That's not very in keeping with what your servants have been telling me."
"I apologise if Felix has frightened you, but how else was he going to persuade you to come with him?"
"He might have said please." I muttered. The man gave a breathy laugh and turned to his companions, "Caius, Marcus, is she not delightful?" The other two men seemed nonplussed, and the one with white hair spoke.
"She may be witty, Aro, but what use is that going to be to her on a mission. If you chose her for her charm I do believe you are losing your touch."
Aro? I'd heard Felix mention that name before.
"Have faith, Caius. I see something in this one. I am not sure wat as yet, but I believe she will be powerful."
"Alright then, proceed with the changing."
"What?" I cried, panicking now, what were they planning on doing with me?
"Felix, I am surprised you have not prepared her for her future."
Felix smirked and replied, "In all honesty master I do not think she would have believed me."
"True enough. But now I think is time to fill our young friend in..."

Aro looked at me and said simply, "We are the undead."
His death-whte skin and glowing eyes eradicated all doubt that this was the truth. And in that instant I knew exactly what he was, what they all were, what I was about to become.
"Vampire." I whispered. This was too much. Again. I blacked out. Again.

When I awoke I was in a surprisingly comfortable bed. I looked up and saw that it was a four poster bed, draped with deep red curtains. I peeped around the curtain and saw that I was in a darkened room, the walls were panelled in dark mahogany and hung with oil paintings. I was about to get up to take a closer look, when I saw the doorknob turn slowly. I leapt back behind the curtain and lay still. I wished I'd never woken up. The feeling intensified when I heard and all too familiar voice.
"I know you're awake, I can hear your heart beating. Humans are so transparent." Felix said.
I tensed. "What do you want?" I asked.
"I shall put your rudeness down to your current tiredness. And I am here because Aro has recently had one of his rather dangerous but intriguing ideas. I must admit I am dubious at his choice of you for this particular experiment as I am sure he would hate to lose you as his protigee. I am, however, honoured that he trusts me so much to give me this task. I am not even sure myself that I can do it."
I shuddered. He moved a little closer and I backed up against the wall.
"Don't come near me. Don't even think about it."
"Or what?"
Then there was pain. The pain was cold but it burned me like fire. When it was over I couldn't feel a single part of me that didn't burn. It felt like I had been racked. My limbs torn from my body. It was like being in a waking nightmare. Half of it was black and cold, and the other was red, blurred images passed across my eyes, and everything burned. I wanted to shrink. To curl up into a ball and never wake up, but it seemed like I was growing. Filling the space, it was claustrophobic and painful.I didn't know if it was hours, weeks or months I lay there, but it didn't matter, I just wanted it to be over. It was like I was slowly exploding. I felt sharp jabs coming from my stomach, like at any moment something was going to burst out of it, like in Alien. And then suddenly it did. I heard myself scream, but it sounded far away. The pain was real. Near. And then suddenly I was empty. I felt myself slipping. Slipping into blissful oblivion. It was so easy, peaceful. The light was white and everything was so clear.
Then I felt something. A pain in my heart, like a sliver of ice. But then the ice began to melt, slowly, and there was warmth in my heart. The warmth grew and it wasn't so comfortable. it was hot now, and spreading fast. By the time it got to my fingers it was excruciating. Worse than anything I'd ever experienced. I would gladly have gone back to the cold pain. I would have gone through anthing to get rid of this. I wanted to die. Sometimes I thought I saw light and I reached for it with my burning hands only for it to disppear again, and take my hope with it. The only thing I could hear was the slow ticking of what I thought was a clock. I counted the ticks. One hundred, one thousand, ten thousand. Then something happened, the pain began to ease at the tips of my fingers. But as that pain eased, the fire in my heart grew. the pain began to leak from all my limbs and into my heart. This was the worst yet, it grew and grew until I thought I was going to burst. Then it began to fade, faster and faster until it was nothing but a dull ache in my throat. Then I opened my eyes, and everything was new.

Part Three

I leapt up and flattened myself against the wall. Everything was so clear. I could see every miniscule crack in the wood of the walls. I found I could hear every breath of wind and every creak of the floorboards from every corner of the castle. And it was then that I realised I was not alone. A woman stood by the bed, looking at me with curiosity.
"Aro will be pleased to hear you have awoken." She said, though it didn't seem as though she would share in Aro's joy. I remembered him. He was the reason I was here. The root cause of all my pain.
"Take me to him." I said. I was shocked at the tone of my voice. It was light and sweet, and honey smooth. The woman looked at me and sighed.
"He did tell me to rbing you to him as soon as you woke, follow me." I followed her through a series of narrow corridors until we emerged into the round room again. There they all were, sitting on their thrones. I felt a rush of hate, and I wanted to rip, to tear, I felt the strength in my body, but I reined it in. I had to remain calm.
"My dear!" Aro cried, "How wonderful to see you up. I was beginning to worry that you wouldn't make to be with us today."
"And whose fault would that be?" I asked, I no longer cared what happened to me. Then I felt a pain like nothing I had experienced yet. It was nothing to the pain of burning, but it pierced me like a knife in my brain.
"Jane, dear, you can let her go. She means no harm."
The knife was withdrawn, and I looked at Aro. "Just tell me, what do you want with me?"
"I think that is for Caius to tell you, as I do not know myself."
The man with white hair stood up from his throne and addressed the room,
"Thank you, Aro. As you are all aware, the time has come for mine and Aro's wager. This century, I believe I have the best task yet. As you will also all know, the Cullen family has been causing trouble for us recently. The task is simple. Bring me Renesmee Cullen." The room was silent. I looked at the shocked faces. Then, on many, the shock changed to malicious glee. Jane's small face lit up, and Aro looked mildly amused.
"Well done, Caius, that truly is a task of magnitude, but I do beleive she is quite up to the task."
I coughed, every eye turned to me, "And what if I don't want to complete your task?"
A ripple of furious whispers spread through the room, but Caius held up his hand for silence.
"Then you die."
"Finally, something we'd all be happy with." I said. And as I looked into his eyes I was not afraid. I embraced the prospect of that sweet oblivion once more, and as he walked towards me I smiled. But he merely said quitely,
"And so does your son." For a moment I was shocked and confused. Then I glimpsed the door opening, and Felix walked in. I was about to run at him, tear him to shreds, when I saw what he was holding in his arms. The child looked about 3 weeks old. But he looked into my eyes with such intelligence. He looked into my eyes with my eyes. They were hazel, flecked with green, I'd always hated my eyes, but in this angelic face they looked beautiful. My frozen heart gave a leap. And I was across the room in a matter of milliseconds. It all made sense now. I had not grown, he had grown, inside me. All my rational thoughts screamed that this child was reason I had gone through all I had. But my body drew me only nearer. I reached out for him. Felix glanced at Aro, who nodded, and he passd me the child. I held him close to me, and to my surprise, he was warm. I could hear the fluttering of his tiny heart, like a bird. I breathed in and felt a sharp burn in my throat. I gasped, and Felix made a move towards me. But I shot him a fierce look.
"How touching." I heard Caius say, "So young. Such a shame, such a waste."
"No!" I shouted, and was shocked at the authority in my tone, "I'll do it. Just don't hurt him."
Caius smiled, and I knew that though I hated him, I would do anything to save my son.
"Rebecca is waiting for you in reception. She has a bag. In that bag is everything you will need to get to Forks, Washington. Find the girl and bring her to us. Or you know what will happen."
I clutched my child closer to me, and made for the door, but Jane got there first, "Leave the boy." I clutched him closer to me for a second, and then I felt something familiar, the air around me became sharp, like a knife, but before it could penetrate I blocked it. I felt around the blade and blunted it, it couldn't hurt me any more. Jane looked shocked. Aro smiled.
"I told you she was powerful, brothers."
Jane scowled, but I handed my baby to her calmly. I leaned close and said,
"If anything happens to him, you will be first on my list." I staightened up and walked out of the room. When I reached reception the woman behind the desk, who I assumed was Rebecca, gave me a black rucksack and told me, "There's contact lenses in the right pocket, I'd put them on if I were you. You'll need to change them every three hours." I drew a breath to thank her and my throat burned worse than it ever had before. I could hear the wet beating of her heart and I smelt the blood coursing through her veins. I wanted to bite, to quench my thrirst with her blood, but then I stopped, checked myself. "She's a person" I thought to myself, "she has a life, you can't take that away from her."
"thank you." I said. I made for the exit as quickly as I could, and had just got into the tunnel when I heard some one call out, "Wait!" It was the woman wo had been there when I woke up. "The Cullens, they have powers. Edward, he can read minds, you stopped Jane, you can stop him too. Alice can see the future, but I think your child will have stopped her from seeing you, but I don't know how much she will know. Caius knows this is an almost impossible task, you need all the help you can get."
"Why are you helping me?" I asked, perplexed.
"Because once upon a time I wanted all of this, I wanted to be beautiful and strong. I didn't stop to think what I might be giving up. I can't have children know. Seeing you with your child, I won't let that be lost."
"Thank you..?" I didn't know her name,
"Gianna." She replied, "And you really should put those contacts in."
I reached into my bag and pulled out some coloured contact lenses and a small mirror. I looked into it and gasped. I was beautiful. My copper hair now fell in glossy curls to my back, my mouth was a perfect red curve, but my eyes were bright crimson. Brighter than any eyes I'd ever seen. Gianna smiled.
"I see why I need the contacts now!" I said, shocked.
"Go, your child needs you back as soon as possible. And you should feed as soon as possible"
I shuddered at the tought, but replied, "I know. Gianna, look after him, my son, Samson."