Okay when a story demands to be written you just gotta do it! This idea came to me and I just can't get rid of it!! Okay so this is right after Edward left. If you notice most of my story ideas start after he left. I just think that it's the easiest place to start!

So Charlie has a secret and Bella is in the middle of all of this.

BPOV

I sat looking at the rain pouring outside of the window. It had been three weeks since he left.

"Bella?" Charlie's voice broke me out of my reverie. I turned around to look at my father. He was standing in my doorway looking nervous.

"Yes?" My voice was hoarse and broken. Charlie came in and sat down on the bed. He fiddled with his thumbs for a couple of seconds.

"Bells. I have something to tell you…" He trailed off. I looked at him confused. "I'm not what you think I am." He looked down.

"So you're not human…?" I asked. It made me think of him. Charlie shook his head.

"I'm sorta a slayer." Charlie said. I looked at him still confused.

"What is a slayer and what does that make me?" Charlie looked stunned to see me taking it so well.

"Well we have special powers, we heal fast, when we reach age eighteen we get our powers and we stop aging, right now I have a façade to let me look like this and I plan on keeping it. We are very strong, very fast. You are a slayer." I looked out the window drinking it all in.

"What is our purpose?" I asked calmly.

"To hunt and kill the evil mythical creatures, the ones who break the laws." I nodded.

"And mom?" I asked looking up at him.

"When she found out she left, taking you but she knew she would have to let you come back because they would kill you. You smell sweet to them."

I already knew my blood was sweet smelling. I looked down at the scar on my hand. Charlie noticed, and took my hand looking at it.

"Who bit you?" I was shocked he knew it was a bit.

"A vampire." I didn't want to go into the details.

"When?"

"In Phoenix, when I ran away." I took my hand and set it on my lap. Charlie stood up and motioned for me to follow. I followed not knowing where my life was taking me.