I DONT OWN ANYTHING TO DO WITH TWILIGHT, STEPHANIE MEYER DOES. I DO OWN ANYONE YOU HAVENT HEARD OF THOUGH.

I hope you enjoy this story. This will be my second fanfiction story.

THIRD PERSON POV

Perth city, Western Australia, Australia January 2013

In the middle of Perth city in Western Australia sat an old run down 3 story building. Its sat lifeless and useless in an area full of life, cars buzzed by, people walked past none noticing the building or what/who was inside. The building was like a stain on a piece of clothing, not wanted but noticeable. Many residents and business owners surrounding the building wanted it gone. The building made the area less valuable and less appealing,but because the land was owned by a wealthy family it had to stay as an eye sore. The outside of the building was over run by weeds, rubbish, scrap metal, bricks, basically it was a dumping ground. The walls of the house outside were a brown brick with smashed windows that had been boarded up.

In this building on the top floor sat a hooded figure hiding in the shadows that the sun didnt hit, peaking out of the window at the world waking up. The sun had just finish rising for the morning and all that could be heard from this room was cars beeping, birds chirping and people chatting as they started their day.

The hooded figure snuck down the floors of the house to the bottom floor where they swiftly snuck out onto the street not to be seen by anyone leaving the house. The figure walked down the street and into a local shopping centre, straight into a grocery store and over to the canned food isle. Quickly looking around for anyone passing they grabbed a few cans of tinned food and headed towards the checkouts. No one was looking so they took off out of the store.

"Hey,you come back here, stop that thief." An overweight security guard chased after the hooded figure before losing them in the crowded street of Perth.

The figure ran fast and ducked into the abandoned house to hide for a while. It had been a few hours now and the figure had eaten a can of the food they stole and hidden the other three in a hole in the wall of the second story concealed by a wall unit. This hole contained non perishable foods, a bit of cash, bottled water, a blanket, a spare pair of clothes, matches, candle and a pillow. It was about 3pm and the sun was getting lower to setting. The hooded figure had changed clothes and headed out into the busy streets again and down to the shopping centre, this time to a book store. Inside they noticed a book that stood out, TWILIGHT it said. Grabbing it before pretending to look around the Figure ducked out of the shop without anyone noticing, before sprinting back to their hide away.

The hooded figure had settled in for the night in candle light with a can of soup and the book, TWILIGHT. Over the next few days the figure stole items from shops before settling into reading Twilight. They read the book over and over and over. Loving it more and more.

Once or twice the figure had to stop reading as people had flashed lights through the window to see if anyone was inside and in that time the figure had blown out the candles before running and hiding away from view. The police would always stop to look inside the house before going off again.

The hooded figure had been here long enough and so they packed what they had into a worn old rucksack before heading out into the morning sun. It was easy to blend into the crowed. The figure walked and walked down busy streets. It was now about 6pm at night and there was no place to stay for the night out of the nights air. The little ally way behind a building would do for the night and so the figure settled in for the night with a little museli bar and the Twilight book.

Waking up the next morning the figure grabbed their things and continued the journey down the city streets before coming to a street leading out of the city. The problem with leaving the city was food was harder to steal and finding a place to stay was harder. The hooded figure weighed up its options before taking its first steps down the road to a new life.

A few hours later a small town was noticable. Walking quickly but skillfully quiet the figure snuck into a house that lay on the outskirts of town. No sound was heard in the house so the figure snuck into the kitchen to load their bags up with food. They were about to reach for a bag of crisps when a hand grasped the figures shoulder, the figure spun around quickly gasped and then they were knocked out cold by a man swinging a baseball bat.

"Well well well if it isnt my pig headed big sisters kid, its a shame you wont be able to stay, your mother ruined my life and now you can pay for her." The brown haired man said looking at the unconcious body laying on his kitchen floor. The man pulled the figure out of his kitchen and down to the river before throwing them into the flowing river.

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