THIS IS A SEQUEL

We are back! The sequel will be shorter than the first one but I couldn't leave it there. I just couldn't.

Disclaimer: I will say this once. I do not own Twilight or any of the characters related to the franchise. The only things I claim to own are my characters and the story idea. The aspects pulled directly from the Twilight universe belong solely to Stephanie Meyer. Now that that's been said, enjoy!

Edward and I were content with life, he'd just graduated college and I was working happily at the movie theatre down the road. We had two kids; an eight year old girl and a one year old boy. Life was great.

"Momma!" Renesmee ran through the front door followed closely by my husband. Edward and I shared a look as she jumped into my arms, I caught her easily as we spun around.

"Hi, baby girl." She giggled as I set her down. She pulled her backpack off her back and threw it on the floor, dropping down and digging through it.

"I got an A!" She pulled a folder out of her bag and handed it to me. I took my time opening it and was granted the sight of an "A" written across her spelling test for today.

"Looks like we are going to get ice-cream." I grinned at her as she went to rush past me.

"Put your backpack in your room." I turned and grabbed her by the back of her shirt before she could bolt down the hall to her room.

She groaned and squirmed against my hold. "Fine." She huffed and stopped squirming, I let her go and she turned back, leaning down to pick her backpack up. She threw it over her shoulder and returned to her journey to her bedroom.

"Hey, Bella." I moved my gaze to my husband and grinned.

"Hi, Edward." I jumped into his arms, giving him a tight hug.

"Where's Jake?" He asked me curiously.

"Dol picked him up an hour ago. She wanted to take him out to get Renesmee's birthday present." I smiled softly, Dol had begged me to let her babysit. It was nice to have someone else to watch him for a bit. He was a much louder baby than Renesmee had been.

"You should go nap." He kissed me briefly before pulling away. "You need it."

I shook my head, he was right. I hadn't been sleeping well because of the crying but I didn't want to waste time I could be spending with my daughter sleeping.

"Where's Jakey?" Renesmee's voice came from the hallway. I turned away from Edward and saw that she looked disappointed.

"He's with Aunt Dol."

"I wanna see Aunt Dol!"

"I thought you wanted icecream?" The look she gave me was adorable.

She seemed to consider if for a second before her face lit up. "I'll make Aunt Dol take me!"

"Pack up some clothes for tomorrow." Edward chuckled at the accusing expression she gave him

"I didn't ask to stay the night!"

"You were going to." She had a look like he'd ruined her life plans but she went back through the door of her room anyways.

"Take a nap. We have the house to ourselves tonight." He whispered in my ear and I shivered slightly.

"I'll see you soon." I mumbled quietly as I headed down the hall, taking the stairwell up to my room. I laid down in bed, closing my eyes and letting out a soft sigh.

"Bella." I was confused at first. Why was Dol here? I opened my eyes and would've screamed if her hand hadn't covered my mouth, she was sitting next to me. Leaning over me. "You're being woken up. I don't have much time. Something is wrong." I was confused, when she spoke her breath fogged up as if it was cold. Was it cold?

Then I began to feel it. The cold. Icy cold. I started shivering in it.

"You aren't supposed to wake up. Something is wrong." Her face flickered, becoming my own then Dol's again. "Make the right choices. Remember to make the right choices." Then she vanished. It was getting colder and colder though, my teeth began chattering together, my entire body began violently shaking. Everything was so cold. It felt like I was taking a naked dive in the Arctic Ocean in the middle of subzero temperatures. What was happening? Why was it so cold?

The cold was becoming less and less bearable. I tried to scream but my throat was so dry…and it was so cold…I didn't know how long I froze for. It felt like decades. My thoughts were so clouded now…everything was so much less clear…and I felt like I should remember something…something important. Something so very important…

Then the freezing stopped. Like a switch had been flipped in my brain it stopped. I became overly aware of a dry throat…my stomach felt like it was tearing itself apart. A choked sound escaped me. I tried to focus on what was around me, I tried to think but I couldn't think. My stomach hurt. It hurt so much. I couldn't open my eyes. They felt like they were glued together.

Something touched my lips, I tried to focus on the sensation but the way my stomach hurt made it hard for me to focus on anything. Liquid touched my lips, sliding into my mouth and touching my throat. I didn't know what it was. I didn't care, instincts took over and I swallowed it, it hurt my stomach for the liquid to touch it. It hurt so much. But the feeling of the liquid against my dry throat made it worth it.

The pressure on my lips that had to be a cup moved away followed by a wet cloth running over my eyes. It ran over them several times then hot fingers gently pulled my eyelids open. I made a sound as the dimly lit room filled my vision.

It was extremely hard to focus on what I saw, there was the arm directly in front of me. Past the arm was a stone wall and a pile of straw with two small figures I couldn't identify. The room was lit by a small candle next to the straw bed. I winced when a liquid was dropped into my eye, I instinctively blinked it away.

"Bella?" I didn't recognize the voice though I knew it was female. Now that I thought about it the voice wasn't the only thing I didn't recognize. I was aware of what things were, why they were there, and what they did. I couldn't remember anything though. I knew there were faces and names and memories I should have but I couldn't place anything. There was nothing.

I tried to talk but all I managed was a sound that hurt my throat. I ended up focused on the pain in my stomach again.

"Drink." She said as she pressed a cup to my lips again, I drank the liquid carefully. My stomach still hurt but the liquid that had to have been water was at least easing it.

I opened my eyes again when she pulled the cup away from me. "Give me a second." She spoke softly then pressed another cup to my lips, the liquid in this was thicker than the other one and it tasted different. I didn't recognize the taste but it was amazing all the same. When it hit my stomach I almost cried in joy. Food. This was some sort of food in liquid form but it was food.

"That's enough for now." She spoke quietly after the cup was empty and pulled it away from my lips. "Sleep, Bella." She spoke softly.

I didn't intend on sleeping but I was sucked into the blackness anyways.

"Hello, Bella." I was standing in a large field surrounded in trees, all around me were dead corpses and a girl with blue hair and ever changing eyes stood directly in front of me.

"Who are you?" I asked her, she turned away from me, walking around the corpses that littered the ground.

"A friend." I went after her, I tried to grab her but she stayed just outside of reach.

"What happened to me?"

"I'm not certain, Bella." She stopped suddenly and turned to face me causing me to walk into her.

I looked at her warily. "Do I know you?"

"You should." She spoke softly.

"Who are you?"

"I'm a friend." She smiled and pulled away from me. "Remember that. Remember me." The world around me began to fade away.

I groaned as my eyes opened up. "Morning, Sunshine." That girl's voice filled my ears again.

"Hi." I croaked the word out; it hurt my throat to talk. I focused on my surroundings again. I was still facing that stone wall, the three figures I hadn't been able to make out before were gone however the light in the room didn't come from a candle anymore. It came from behind me and was very bright. It had to be the sun. I knew it was the sun. I felt compelled to go investigate the source but now I was overly aware of how weak I felt.

The person sat down in my line of sight, she had blonde hair and violet blue eyes. She looked familiar but I didn't know why. Why couldn't I remember anything?

"I know you can't really talk yet. You aren't the first. What do you remember?"

Not the first? The first what? "What?" I managed to ask, it still hurt to talk and I was becoming aware of the pain in my stomach.

"I'll ask later." She frowned. "Do you think you can move?"

She moved forward, laying her hand on my shoulder in a comforting gesture. I considered this for a second then tried to lift my head, it took a lot of intense focus and energy but I finally managed to will my body to lift my head for a few seconds before it fell back down against the soft material under my head.

"It will take a while. I'm sorry." She squeezed my arm gently then stood up and moved out of my line of sight, when she was back in my line of sight she was holding a plastic cup. "I'm going to roll you onto your back." She set it down next to me and put pressure on my arm and side, forcing me onto my back. The limited force on my stomach made me sick to my stomach. "Don't puke on me." She shook her head disapprovingly as I stared at the ceiling above me, trying to keep myself from throwing up whatever was in my stomach.

One word at a time wouldn't get me far in a conversation but my throat still hurt like hell. I debated on my next word as I observed what I could see from this spot. To my right I could now clearly see what had to be the exit to a cave covered by some sort of blanket. It was still weird. I knew what things were and what they did but I didn't know how I knew them.

In front of me was a small thing I recognized as something called a crib. If I thought of the word I knew it was a bed for small people…kids. For some reason thinking of kids made me sad, I could feel tears welling in the corner of my eyes.

"Who?" I asked as I moved my gaze to her. The word hurt to get out but I managed it.

"My name is Rosalie. Do you not remember me?" I moved my gaze back to the blanket on the cave entrance. I didn't answer because the answer was obvious. I absently noticed I was hooked up to a few machines and other things but didn't question it. I didn't want to think about what they were doing to or for me.

"You don't. Most of you don't. Here." She pressed the cup to my lips and I graciously drank the thick liquid inside of it. "That is what my father calls the vitamin drink. It has all sorts of the nutrients your body is lacking from the transformation. It also has a mild sedative in it."

Transformation? What did she mean by that? It bothered me. The term triggered a deep fear. Then there was the word sedative. That also bothered me. I didn't stop drinking it though. It was making my stomach feel better. It couldn't have been doing anything terrible if it was making me feel better, right?

"Go ahead and sleep, Bella." She spoke softly after she pulled the cup away again.

I was yet again sucked into sleep not long after she left.

We went off and on like this for a few weeks. She would come in, give me the vitamin drink and water, have me practice moving my body, roll me over, and leave. We didn't talk much which I was fine with though the few words we did exchange proved to me that my throat was feeling better. I didn't have any more dreams like the one with the blue haired girl again but I did have strange dreams, fuzzy ones. I was pretty sure they were memories but I could never decipher what was happening in them and when I woke up they faded quickly. I still didn't know what was happening, who exactly I was, and why I was there.

Rosalie briefly mentioned two other names when she was with me, Alice and Emmett. It had been absentminded by her and I still hadn't had the energy to question her. I finally decided I needed answers.

I managed to push myself into a sitting position though the movement was draining and slightly painful I managed it. I really needed a change of clothes and a shower. I also wanted out of these machines. One step at a time. I told myself absently.

"Hi." Rosalie said the second she came in through the blanket. She seemed to fully acknowledge my position and nodded. "Go ahead."

"What happened?" I managed without any issues.

She considered for a second before asking me, "do you remember anything?"

"No."

"Your name is Isabella Marie Swan. Your friends call you Bella." She hesitated. "You were a vampire." I was a vampire? I knew what that meant. It made me sick to my stomach. "You were. In the past." She hesitated. "A lot happened. More than I can tell you right now. Let's just leave it at a lot happened. You went insane and your sister buried you in a field so that you could live inside your head.

"Sister?" I had a sister? Yes. I did. I could feel an ache in my chest at the knowledge. A sister.

"Her name is Daula. We all called her Dol."

"Where is she?"

She looked extremely uncomfortable. "I don't know." A sister. I had a sister. I wanted my sister and I didn't even know who she was. "Just like you several other vampires have been…made human."

She had said were not are. I wasn't a vampire anymore. What did that mean? How does one become human after being a vampire? How did that make sense?

"How am I…human?"

"I don't know for sure. Whatever did it had to dig you up to do it otherwise Embry wouldn't have found you."

"Embry?"

"He was an old friend of your family."

I finally asked a question that had been bothering me for a while. "Where are we?"

"My cave."

"Do you have a kid?" My eyes moved to the crib, it hurt to see it but I didn't know why.

"I took in a friend's baby." She sounded uncomfortable, I moved my gaze back to her, the look in her eyes told me there was a story behind it. I wanted to ask but I didn't have the energy.

"I think you'll be able to walk around soon." She changed the subject as she moved next to me.

"No more talking?"

"Not today."

It took several weeks but I was finally able to walk around the cave and had completely detached all the wires and other things. I hadn't gone outside yet. I stood at the side of the crib, using it as a support. I hadn't paid too much attention to its contents in the few times I'd stood against it but this time I was curious. It was a small crib and the bottom was littered with small stuffed animals. One stood out to me past the rest. I reached in and picked up the small dog, looking it over thoughtfully.

"Izzy!" Bella looked up as Dol came in, grinning like an idiot.

"I wanna play hide n seek!"

"But I'm playing with Frog right now, Daula."

"Come on, Izzy. Pretty please!"

"In a little bit."

I dropped the stuffed dog, a shriek escaping me. I held onto the memory though. That had to have been a memory. The blue haired girl…Dol…that was my sister…the girl in that dream I'd had was my sister. Or I was wrong and I was overthinking this. No. That was definitely a memory.

"Bella?" I turned quickly to see Rosalie standing in the entrance but the movement made me sick to my stomach. I groaned and dropped to my knees, grabbing hold of my stomach. Rosalie was by my side quickly, holding a bucket in front of me which I gratefully took and threw up the bit of food I'd managed to eat today. "Great." She grumbled as she got to her feet. "I thought you'd gotten past the nasty parts."

"Screw you."

"What happened?" She helped me to my feet and guided me back to the bed I'd been sleeping on since I got here.

I sat down on it and lay my head in my hands with my elbows on my knees. "I think it was a memory…my sister…did she have blue hair?"

"What did you remember about her?" Rosalie sat down in front of me, hope in her expression.

"Something from when we were little. That dog…that's Frog, isn't it?"

She got up slowly, walking over to the crib and pulling the small dog out of it. "It was yours."

"Where is my sister?"

She absently pet the stuffed dog, clearly deciding on how to answer the question. "I don't know." She finally said, moving her gaze back to me.

"How can you not know?" I narrowed my eyes at her, irritation flooding me.

"You have been out of it for ten years. A lot has happened in the past ten years. She thought I was dead so she didn't exactly reach out." Ten years. Something about ten years was comforting. Like I felt it had been longer. No. It was more than that. Ten years meant that it was unlikely that the people I cared about were dead. I didn't know who any of them were but that didn't matter because the knowledge was there.

"Is she alive?" I needed to know either way. It would ease the curiosity to have the question answered.

"I don't know."

"Do you know anything?"

"Not about this. I'm sorry." She sighed, looking at the door. "You can come outside if you want. I can show you around."

"I'm still tired." I mumbled as I lay back down.

"We'll find your sister." She spoke quietly enough that I almost didn't hear it. I didn't know her but I trusted her. We would find my sister. Even if I didn't remember her.

That's it for chapter one. Thoughts, guys? I have some thoughts like, what the hell is happening? If I told you that immediately where would be the suspense? I hate you. I know.