Disclaimer: Characters belong to the one and only SM, I just wanna shake 'em up a bit!
A/N at the bottom...

Chapter 1

Isabella Swan was cold…

It was the first thing her muddled mind grasped onto when she woke up. But after having that thought, she quickly realised that not only was she cold, but she was wet too. She also knew that her eyes were open, even though the world around her was as dark as when they were closed. The heavy smell of damp, dirty surroundings invaded her senses and even though she couldn't see it, she could feel the dirt and grime coating her skin.

A violent shiver racked its way through her body; one that was equal measure of temperature and fear. Bella wasn't stupid; she knew that her current situation was not a good one to be in. As she sat up, she tried to pull her skirt as far over her knees as she could but it didn't do much good, she was still cold. Her eyes closed tight as she tried to think of the last thing she could remember. She was walking home from work; she'd just finished her shift at the coffee shop and was taking her regular route to her small loft that she rented near the college. She remembered up to the part where she'd been about halfway home… and... she was grabbed from behind.

The sound of a key in a door lock and a handle being turned sounded out in front of her, instantly pulling her away from the memory of when she was taken. Her heart skipped a beat before taking off faster than it had even gone before and her eyes open wide in hopes of seeing who had kidnapped her but she quickly realised her mistake when blinding white light ripped through her eyes and brain. The stabbing pain made her already muddled head feel as if it was about implode.

"About time you woke up."…a deep male voice said in front of her. Temporarily blinded, Bella couldn't make out any features of the man before the door closed and she was once more shrouded in darkness, only this time there was colored splotches where the light had burned its way onto her cornea.

"Who are you?" Bella asked as forcefully as she could.

"Doesn't matter, all you need to worry about is not doing anything to piss me off." Bella could hear that the man was pacing, she didn't understand how he could see where he was going. Dread filled her as she realised what was really going on.

"You've just signed you death warrant." Bella whispered. She didn't know if this idiot had actually planned on taking her or if she'd been taken on a whim only for him to realise who she was and was now panicking… Either way, she just hoped that she stayed alive long enough for her father to find her; her father, the mob boss.

"I know exactly what I've done." The man said. Bella didn't know if that knowledge made her predicament worse or not. "But some of us don't always have a choice in life."

"You always have a choice."

"Or the illusion of one at least." He mumbled. "Here's how things are going to play out. You're going to be good and not give me any trouble and one day soon, you'll be back with your family and you'll never see me again."

"Or, I'll be good and one day I'll be back with my family while they kill you in the longest, most painful way possible."

A deep, unamused chuckle came from the darkness to my right. "Maybe… but at least it'll all be for a good cause."

Well, that wasn't what I was expecting. Isabella thought to herself. "What does that mean?" A good ten seconds passed before she got a reply.

"Are you allergic to anything?"

What? "Shellfish, why?"

"Because you're no good to me dead, that's why." Bella followed the sounds of his footsteps as he moved to her right. "I'll be back shortly. There's a toilet to your left."

Bella's head automatically turned to the left, just a moment before the door opened once more. She quickly tried to make out any details about her kidnapper but once more the blinding white light outside of her dark room made it impossible for her to do so, other than the fact that he was tall and seemed to be well built.

A/N: Well, I'm back with a new story, my first for Twilight... (other than a couple of O/S's)

First up, I won't abandon Achilles, but the characters just aren't talking to me and they're too strong to try and force myself to put words on paper (so to speak)... So I'm hoping that by putting my mind on something else for a while, I'll be in a better frame of mind to complete the story.

This won't be all that long and only short chapters, so I hope you let me know what you think of it... :-)