A/N: This first "chapter" may seem a bit somber but Ms. Stephenie Meyer always starts her novels off with a thrilling beginning and this is my attempt at that (although I cannot really compare my writing to hers.) Sorry it is so short all others will be longer so don't worry.

Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me unfortunately :( they are all the property of Stephenie Meyer.


The pain was obvious in both their eyes. Tears streamed down my face as I watched the ones I loved endure sheer torture… for me. They growled deeply at each other, the sound rising from deep within their throats and their despise for one another gleamed in their eyes- a glorious butterscotch and a deep black. My eyes were wide with horror, my jaw hanging open- an unfinished scream.

The tension in the anguish in the air was tangible- I finally knew how Jasper felt, the torture of sensing their pain. I wanted to hide from it but I couldn't leave them... couldn't leave him. Once again the notion of what an awful selfish person I was washed over me- fresh waves of guilt and sorrow and yet there was no way to turn back. It seemed so impossible, so unreal, like a dream- or a nightmare and yet, it was happening. There was no denying that.

I couldn't breathe, couldn't think, couldn't move and as the seconds ticked passed I stood there immobile watching them dance around. Helpless- the only word to describe how I felt. I wanted to aid them, wanted to cry out but it was too far-gone. It was clear; they could not both survive this- one would surely die. I couldn't afford to lose either one…

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