Scorned Vampires are playing a deadly game of revenge, but after an unexpected turn of events causes Bella to change into something more, she isn't the only one being hunted. Rules have been broken, and the ones involved will have to pay, with their lives. Will the Cullen's and the Pack, along with a new and improved Bella, be able to stop their newest threat, and still come out of this alive? You will just have to read and find out!

This story picks up right in "New Moon" when Bella is at the cliff. She has not jumped yet. The first few chapters are the back story to Bella and Jacob's growing relationship (this is a 100 percent J & B story btw) which for the most part are fluffy, angsty, and a little lemony. The actual fighting and action begins at the end of Chapter 7 and into chapter 8 (which is also when the Cullen's reappear), then it gets a little angsty/fluffy again for a few chapters. It gets right back into the action at the end of Chapter 12. One of the BIGGEST developments to the story happen at the end of Chapter 13 and all of chapter 14 and helps to set up the rest of the story.

I do not want to give too much away, but, I can tell you that there will be plenty of love, action, drama, angst, heartbreak, and lots of vampires and werewolves! Everyone will be involved - The Humans, The Pack, The Cullen's, and there will be plenty of new characters also. All couples are together normally as in the books, with the exception of Bella/Jacob/Edward obviously.


Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc of the "Twilight: Saga" are the property of Stephanie Meyer. The original characters and plot are the property of said author. No copyright infringement is intended.

The following in italics is straight from "New Moon", is in no way written by me, and is owned by Stephanie Meyer. My story begins after the italicized portion.

Chapter One: So Close to the Edge

*Bella's POV*

"The wind was finally beginning to touch me, the clouds pressing closer to the ground. Just as I reached the place where the dirt path fanned out into the stone precipice, the first drops broke through and splattered on my face. It was not hard to convince myself that I didn't have time to search for another way–I wanted to jump from the top. This was the image that had lingered in my head. I wanted the long fall that would feel like flying. I knew that this was the stupidest, most reckless thing I had done yet. The thought made me smile. The pain was already easing, as if my body knew that Edward's voice was just seconds away…

The ocean sounded very far away, somehow farther than before, when I was on the path in the trees. I grimaced when I thought of the probable temperature of the water. But I wasn't going to let that stop me. The wind blew stronger now, whipping the rain into eddies around me. I stepped out to the edge, keeping my eyes on the empty space in front of me. My toes felt ahead blindly, caressing the edge of the rock when they encountered it. I drew in a deep breath and held it . ..Waiting." (New Moon, Chapter: Pressure)

Then it hit me, realization - what was I actually waiting for? Of course to hear Edward's beautiful voice again, but I knew he would never come back to me. What was the point in hearing his voice when I would not even get to look into his eyes when he said the words? Would I really risk my life to hear him?

I looked up into the sky again. It was darker than just minutes ago, if that were even possible. My hair was drenched from the water whipping through it, and the wind howled through the air. Howl...Jacob. He would be so upset, so heartbroken if I jumped and didn't make it back out of the water. And Charlie...and Renee. Would I really risk never seeing all of them again, risk the heartbreak it would cause them, just to hear Edwards voice yelling at me?

I chanced a quick glance down over the edge of the cliff, seeing that the waves were crashing against the rocks with such incredible force. I knew then that if I did in fact jump, there would be no way I would make it out alive. I was not a strong enough swimmer to begin with, and with the storm, this darkness, those waves? No, there was no way I would make it out. Did I want to die? Did I want the pain to end that badly? Did I just not care who I would hurt if I died? Most importantly, did I really need to hear Edward's voice that badly?

No. I didn't. To all of it. I didn't want to die. I didn't want to cause pain and heartbreak to those I loved, to Jacob. Especially not to Jake. Not after all he had done for me the past few months. Always being there for me. Helping to put me back to some semblance of the person I was before Edward left me.

"Edward," I said his name aloud as if he were standing right next to me. I huffed out a loud gasp of air I hadn't even realized I was holding in while all these thoughts danced through my mind.

"I'm sorry Edward. I just can't do it. I can't risk my life just to hear you. It....It's just....ugh! It's just not worth it!!!" I screamed out into the wind.

I was yelling because I was frustrated. Frustrated that I would not hear his voice, but mostly just because I was stupid enough to almost risk my life just to hear the voice of someone who left me. Broke me. Took away all my happiness. Took away a family I loved when he left, a family I so desperately wanted to be a part of.

"Oh!" I gasped and covered my mouth with both of my hands - another realization hitting me. I knew it, right then and there, I knew what I hadn't let myself think all along. He made them leave. He did not love me anymore, but they still loved me. The Cullen's still would have been in my life this whole time if he had not been so selfish and made them leave with him. Alice…Esme…Emmett…All of them. This whole time they could have been there for me. Helping me get through all this pain. Moreover, he made them leave me. He took away my sisters, my brothers, and two people I looked to as a second mother and father. Not only did I miss Edward, but also I missed all of them, and it was his fault that they were gone. They did not need to leave yet. I knew that was just his cover story that he was using as to why they all had to go with him. Telling me that people where getting suspicious that they were not aging. Please, give me a break! They were only back in town for a few years. They could have gotten away with being here for a few more. They did not have to leave. He made them.

"You are such a selfish asshole Edward!" I screamed into the wind and hoped it would somehow reach his ears - wherever he was in the world - he deserved to know what I thought.

The tears sprang from my eyes then, warm streams mixing with the cold raindrops still fiercely whipping in my face. Leave it to me to cry from anger - every other emotion made me cry, so why not when I'm pissed off too. I have never cursed like that, but I also don't think I've ever been that angry before, so it was only fitting. The word felt correct in the context.

"Ugh"…I sunk to the ground on my shins with my feet tucked behind me, lowering my head to the ground, and covered it with both of my arms. My hands grasped at the back of my neck, and I let myself cry out the anger that had been festering for months.

I lifted my head and wiped my eyes, blinking away a few tears that were left un-shed, and my face just wetting all over again from the rain. I had only cried a few minutes and in that time the storm had now gone into full effect. I knew as soon as I saw the pitch-black storm cloud overheard that I needed to get back to my truck. I was soaked all the way through my clothes, I was freezing and shivering something fierce, and my fingers and toes were numb.

I let out a long sigh and stood up slowly. My legs wobbled - I had been sitting on them in such an odd position. I stood there on the edge of the cliff a few more seconds, trying to gain my bearings again before I took the long walk back to my truck.

The wind hissed loudly. I took one more look out over the cliff to the crashing waves and became extraordinarily happy that I had chosen life over death. I was taking a second chance at life, and I knew in my heart in order to do so I would need to say goodbye to Edward and let him go. I looked straight ahead, and held my head high.

"Edward. I will not risk my life to hear you anymore. I just cannot keep hurting myself like this. I need to let you go. I need to move on. I don't know how, or how long it will take, or if I'll ever be able to, but you're not coming back and I need to move on. Thank you, for….I don't know, just thank you. I love you, I may always love you in some way, but this will be the last time I talk to you, the last time I try to hear your voice. Good…goodbye…" I barely whispered the words into the wind, but after they were all out, it felt like the bricks that have been laying on my chest for months where being removed one by one. I felt lighter - I felt…I felt alive! Yes. A second chance at life. I was going to make it. I knew then that things would start looking up for me.

With that last thought, and a smile across my lips, I swung on my heels to right myself in the correct direction of the small trail to head back down to my truck. I lost my balance instead.

It took only seconds. One second I'm standing up right, and the next I'm sliding over the edge, hanging off a cliff - scared out of my mind.

The jagged edge was ripping my shirt, pulling it up, and leaving razor sharp gashes along my stomach. I gripped into the wet earth with both hands. I was trying to grab onto anything sturdy enough to hold my weight up, a plant, a tree root - anything to grasp onto to stop me from slipping any further over the edge into the waiting ice-cold hell below. Nevertheless, all I could do was dig my fingers into the ground and hold on for dear life.

I finally stopped slipping for a moment, and then in an instant I was screaming,

"Help! Please Help! Jacob! Anybody! Please! Oh my god, please help me! Jaaaaakkkkeee!!! I'm falling! I don't want to die! Please!!!!!!!"

I dug my fingernails deeper into the ground but it was too soft. I was just taking piles of mud into my hands and I was slipping further down again, now the underneath of my breasts scrapping against the edge, the pain was indescribable. I knew it would only be a few more seconds, I could not hold myself up any longer.

As cliché as it sounds, my life actually did begin flashing before my eyes in that moment.

I saw Renee - her telling me how beautiful I was in my ballet costume. The long hug she gave me before I boarded the plane to head to Forks - the sad look of goodbye in her eyes.

I saw Charlie - him trying to teach me how to fish when I was younger. The way his eyes lit up when I exited the plane and walked solemnly towards him my first day here. I saw just the two of us, sitting in pleasant silence at the dinner table - him appreciatively enjoying a meal I cooked him.

I saw flashes of all my friends from school.

I saw Alice - the way she always floated around like an adorable, albeit pain in the ass, pixie. And then the look of pure disgust towards herself as she ran from the room on the night of my fateful birthday party.

And then I saw Jake. My Jacob. My sunshine. My warmth. I saw the most of him. He and I walking on the beach the first time he told me about the "cold ones." The look on his face when I brought the bikes over the first time, the happiness, and love in his eyes just to see me after so much time had passed. I saw him after he first phased and the pain in his eyes when he had to tell me we could no longer be friends. I saw him jumping through my window to apologize that same night. I saw all the times he would look at me with absolute passion and love behind his eyes. I felt the warmth of my hand in his. The safeness I felt when I was in one of his amazing hugs. Then my last image was of his russet wolf, so strong and beautiful - just like him. My death was going to break his amazing spirit.

I slipped further down then. I was losing my grip. I tried to dig my nails in even further but it was no use - this was it, this was the end. I guess that I deserved it for even considering a short while ago that I was going to throw myself down there in the first place.

I slipped again, now all my hands felt were the jagged edge - I was at the end - there was no time left, nowhere left to grab, nothing to hold me up. I only had one more second left, and I knew what I wanted my last words to be:

"Jacob, I'm so sorry. I love you, and I will miss you so, so much! Please take care of Charlie for me!!"

With that, I lost the battle I had only been fighting for mere seconds, and I could no longer feel the edge of the cliff beneath my fingers…

To be continued…..

A/N I hope you all enjoyed this first chapter. Please feel free to let me know what you think - I am happy to take all opinions! I promise to update as much as I can, and I also promise to finish this story. I dislike nothing more than starting a story only to realize the author has abandoned it months ago and has no intention of finishing it. XoXo - Vanessa