A/N Hey it's been years since I updated but I am going to go through some of my stories and rewrite them. they will be vastly different from the original, (hopefully in a good way) yet still have the same plot and basic premise.

Isabella was five years old when she was taken from her parents and older brother. They had been out school shopping, getting ready for the new school year. It was Isabella's first year in school, just half days, preschool. She had gone to look at the books, just a few feet away from her mother, who was looking at notebooks and pencils. Isabella had always liked books, the bright colors of the pictures and the unknown strokes of letters that littered the pages.

Isabella's mother and father doted on her. She was there longed for second child, the little girl they had begged for. After they had their son, Emmett, they had problems carrying pregnancies to term. Until little Isabella came along, though she was born early and they were not sure if she would pull through and live. Isabella pulled through and was healthy enough to go home with her family, though she was smaller than her brother, who is six years older than her. Emmett has always been big for his age.

The moment Isabella was taken Emmett and their father had been looking at football cleats, it was no suprise that Emmett played football. Carlisle, their father, said he had a natural talent for it. Their Mother, Esme, worried about Emmett getting hurt, Isabella loved to watch Emmett play. When he and Carlisle would play in the yard Isabella would sit on the steps and watch them, giggling every now and then. Carlisle and Emmett would turn their attention on her and toss her back and forth between them, until Esme would call them into supper.

Carlisle, is a doctor, he loves to help people, to heal them. He wanted to counter the bad in the world, and make a diffrence in people's lives through the medicine he practiced. Esme, works from home, as an interior designer, that way she can still look after her family. Emmett is a typical twelve year old boy, very loud and rowdy, though he could come off as mean and scary he was as gentle as a teddy bear, unless someone threatened his family.

Esme was frantic when she realised that Isabella was not sitting a few feet from her looking at the books, nor with her Husband and son in the sports section. Little Isabella was not in the store at all neither was she in the building. The little girl that they had waited for was gone, missing. Their girl with chocolate brown hair and eyes, was missing, not knowing when they would see her again. They reported her missing and sent out search parties, never giving up hope that one day their little girl would be found and brought home alive.

Isabella was happily sitting looking at the books when she felt the arms come around her, lifting her up off the floor and into a strong pair of arms. She was resting against the hip of the man she realized was not her father, yet before she could scream a clothe came up to her mouth and her vision clouded and went black. When she woke she did not know where she was, what she did know if her mother and father were there or her brother. What she did know was that the ground beneath her was cold and hard, there was very little light coming from the small window a few feet from her.

There was a door to her right, there was no other opening. There were empty water bottles scattered around here, but nothing else. The door opened and in walked a man with greasy blonde hair and dull green eyes. Isabella pushed herself further back against the wall behind her. He was tall and mean looking with muscles on his arms. Behind this man cam another man and a women. This man had dull brown hair and blue eyes, the women light dull brown hair and brown eyes. The man looked as if he did manual labor, the women looked as if she did not do much all day though she was not fat.

A/N so that is the rewrite of Chapter 1 what did you think? Let me know!

LilKaari