Chapter One: Coming Back to Yourself

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Those bastards! They left me; they all left me. Well, as they will learn soon enough… pay back is a bitch.

Flashback (1 year earlier)

I was perfectly content in my world of ignorant bliss. I didn't know vampires, werewolves or shape-shifters existed. I was perfectly fine living my life outside of the super natural. Until HE showed up and flipped my whole fucking world upside down.

Then the stupid sparkly ass-whole decides to leave me; not only leave me, but leave me in the fucking forest! When he first left I became catatonic and stayed that way for four months.

Just thinking about those four months makes me want to bitch-slap myself. How pathetic was I?

Jacob Black was the one to snap me out of it. He walked into my room one day and literally dragged me out of bed and down the stairs. He opened my eyes and showed me what I was doing to my poor father. Charlie looked horrible. He had lost a lot of weight and had huge purple bags under his eyes from not sleeping.

That day made me realize how much my behavior was hurting my father. I decided I couldn't hurt him like that, so I made a conscious effort to act as if I was over it. I somehow actually started to get better. I hung out with Jake every day in his garage while he fixed up the rabbit; that was what was bringing me out of my shell once again.

Then one day he just stopped calling. He wouldn't answer my calls and when Billy did, Jake wouldn't come to the phone. Billy was polite about it, but we both knew what he meant. I could almost hear him saying it 'Bella, Jake's not interested anymore, he's sat right next to me and can't even be bothered to pick up the phone to talk to you'. One time I actually heard him laugh at something while Billy was trying to 'let me down easy'.

After two weeks of that shit I was getting really annoyed. I drove my down to La Push to give him a piece of my mind. I was finally opening my heart again and he goes and ignores me.

I pulled up to the little red house and just sat in my truck and waited. When he finally knocked on the window pane, I was speechless. My Jake was gone; in his place was a giant with a cold expression on his face. When I tried talking to him he just told me that he didn't want to see me on his land anymore. He told me that I became a lost cause as soon as I involved myself with the bloodsuckers. I didn't even question how he knew the Cullen's secret. I couldn't stand to argue with him. I needed him, like I needed air to breath, without him I was sure I would sink right back into the depression I was in before he'd saved me.

I begged him not to abandon me. He just stood there giving me a cold glare. When I realized that he wasn't going to say anything, I turned my back and walked back to my truck.

I couldn't see the point anymore; I didn't want to hurt Charlie as I had been, so this was it for me. I felt a stirring of slight vindictiveness as I was getting into my truck. I said three things to him; three things, that I hope, will haunt him for the rest of his existence.

"You promised Jake. You promised that you wouldn't hurt me. This was probably your plan all along. Build her back up, just to break her down again. Well congratulations. You finally broke me. You sick son of a bitch. Just so you know… my death. Yeah… that's on your hands. And your hands alone! Yeah the Cullen's up and left me without even a fucking goodbye, but you see fit to fix me back together and then break me completely. Break me beyond repair!"

I meant what I said to Jake. My death was on his hands - he had finally completely broken me, he broke me to the point where I knew I'd never be whole again. There was only one thing I had left to do; say goodbye to Edward Cullen. I knew exactly how I was going to do that, I was going to go to our meadow.

Then, when it was all said and done, I had to end it. As it was I was barely keeping myself together, the whole I had thought Jake was slowly fixing had been ripped open with a vengeance, taking everything else whole with it. I couldn't stand the idea of hurting Charlie. I refused to let him watch as I slowly wasted away. No. I had to give him closure. Let him know I was gone.

I still remember that day, with almost perfect clarity. I woke up early so that I could get to the meadow, before it got to hot out, it was a rare sunny day in Forks, and it was perfect for my plans. I arrived at the trailhead a little after eight in the morning and started hiking. It took me a good four hours to get to my destination, but the point is that I got there.

The meadow was just like I remembered it; filled with purple and gold flowers. I walked out to the middle of the field, sat down and closed my eyes, soaking up as much of the sun's warmth as I could before I was eternally cold and in the ground.

Just as I was about to leave I heard a twig snap somewhere in front of me. When I opened my eyes, I saw the last person I ever thought I would see again.

Victoria.

Her wild red hair was blowing softly in the breeze, as she locked her bright crimson eyes with my chocolate brown ones. In those few minutes of silence, I could see the anger, pain, and loneliness behind her eyes. Her emotions mirrored mine exactly. In that moment, I realized, that I didn't want to die, not completely anyway. I wanted revenge for all the months of torment I went through after the family deserted me. I was going to make a deal with the devil to get what I wanted and in return, she would get what she wanted.

"I know you are here to kill me Victoria" I told her. "Edward killed your James. So, it's only fair that you get to kill his mate in return. The thing is I'm not his mate. I was only a toy for him to play with until he got tired of me. So that being said… I have a proposition for you."

She looked surprised that I wasn't cowering in fear of her. She was even more surprised that I was trying to make a deal with her.

"And what proposition would that be human?" She spat the last word out like it was the most disgusting curse word she could think of.

"I will help you in your campaign for revenge."

"Why would you help me get revenge on the vampires you consider family?"

I laughed humorlessly as she said that.

"They are no family of mine. Family doesn't abandon each other when you hit a bump in the road. I lost four months of my life because their leaving broke me. I want revenge, just as bad as you do. Plus, I know everything about them. I am your greatest asset against them" I told her darkly. "I only have one request before we get started."

"What would that be" she asked me curiously, the hostility in her tone wavering, my offer was tempting her.

"Change me. I am no good to you as a defenseless human. Once I am changed, we will start on my plan."

Before Victoria could answer me, we heard growling coming from behind us.

Recognition flooded me as I looked upon the five giant wolves standing before us. I knew those were not typical wolves. At that moment, the stories Jake told me my first time in La Push ran through my mind. Of course. If vampires were real, shape-shifters had to be real as well. I locked eyes with a russet-colored one, I just knew who it was; I couldn't mistake those eyes anywhere, on a human or a wolf. Jacob. Anger flared through me as I stared at him. He didn't trust me with his biggest secret. That knowledge just made my plan more concrete.

Not only would I get revenge on the Cullens, I would get revenge on Jacob fucking Black also. I just had to bide my time and find his weakness.

With my plan set in motion, I sent a dark smirk towards him before turning my attention back to Victoria.

"Well I'd say our time is up. Either grab me and run somewhere secure to change me, or leave me and lose your best chance of revenge behind. Choose".

She chose without hesitation. Without saying a word, Victoria grabbed me and fled into the dark forest, wolves hot on her heels. They didn't stop chasing us until we crossed the Washington border into Canada.

Victoria ran a little longer until we came upon a little shack in the middle of the Canadian wilderness.

Once we were inside, Victoria dropped me unceremoniously on the dirt floor, and without any warning bit into my jugular pushing as much venom into me as she could.

My last thought, before I let the pain consume me was happy. I guess she agrees to my plan.

After three days of burning, I woke up to my new life, ready to exact my revenge. I kept my end of the bargain and told Victoria everything about the Cullens; I told her about Alice's future seeing, Edward's mind-reading, and Jasper's empathic ability.

I told her important details from each of their pasts; including how Carlisle spent around eighty years with the Volturi, how Alice didn't remember anything from her past, about Edward's 'rebellious' stage when he hunted humans for a decade, how Esme was changed by Carlisle, because she had tried to commit suicide after her newborn son died; I told her all about Rosalie's disastrous change and how she saved Emmett.

Last but certainly not least, I told her everything I knew about Jasper's change and the Southern Vampire Wars. I explained every single detail I could remember from Jasper's story, including how to change and effectively train newborns.

When Victoria asked me why I went into such detail about the Southern Wars and strategies, I told her my master plan for revenge. We were going to make a mini vampire army. We would take the mistakes of those who went before us and learn from them. We would earn the trust of our soldiers by taking care of them.

End Flashback

That happened almost 6 months ago now. Since then Victoria and I have put my master plan into motion. We discovered that I am one kick ass vampire. I am a sponge; I can copy other vampire's powers and make them my own. I can also turn my powers on and off at will. The best part about being a sponge is that I get to pick and choose which powers I want.

In the six months since I have been turned, Vickie and I have been creating our army. We've also become closer, we'd both been hurt by the Cullen's. So we had a lot of common ground between us.

The newborns all respect us because, unlike Maria of the Southern Wars, we took care of our soldiers. They were kept full and they always had clean clothes. They were kept on a strict training schedule and they were punished when they broke a rule - kind of like the U.S military - but they were never punished excessively. It was strict but fair discipline. Training them was easy, especially with the handy little gift I picked off a nomad. I could make the newborns act like older, experienced vampires, but they kept their newborn strength. We have around 75 in our army; 50 that are gifted. All are well trained and ready for action. The time has come for our revenge.

Ready or not here I come fuckers!

AN: This is the start of my Peter/Bella story. I want to know what you think. Flames are welcome. This story is going to feature a mean and vindictive Bella at first. This is my first fic. Thanks to my Beta, LePrincessKiara, for the amazing job she did editing and adding her kickass ideas to the chapter.