This was a side of Bella Swan that hardly anyone saw, and only Riley saw on a regular basis. She may have been classified as a 'geek' throughout school and college, but ever since she was 13, she'd been an adrenaline junkie. She did regular bungee jumps, sky dives, equipment free climbing, cliff diving and whatever else gave her the glorious rush. She slowly turned to face Riley and said 'Game on.' Riley may not have loved doing the dangerous stunts that Bella did, but he was very competitive and hated to lose anything. So they hurriedly attached their crampons, gripped their pickaxes and fired their grapplers to the top of the ridge, testing it before clipping the end to a buckle on their harnesses.

It quickly became a straight dash to the top, smashing their pickaxes into the ice above their heads before hauling themselves up and digging their crampons firmly into the ridge before repeating it. Bella let her body take over as she let her mind wander. She could easily climb ¾ of the way without thinking; the only time where she'd have to concentrate would be when she'd climb the overhang.

She remembered the day when she and Riley decided to climb the mountain. They'd been 17 ½ and had been saving for a while, but had only just agreed to go through with it. They'd gone downstairs and asked their Dad, Charlie to talk with them. His eyes had gotten wider and wider as they explained their plan to him and gave him the paper that showed all the money they'd collected from their allowance and jobs. He'd finally sat there, covered his face with his hands and sighed heavily before dragging his hands through his greying hair and had given them permission. They'd celebrated together before planning the more dangerous part…how to tell their friends.

By this time Bella had reached the overhang. It was dangerous, a mass of ice jutting over the top of the ridge, blocking their way forward. She analysed it, thinking of the best way to go over it safely. Riley appeared at her shoulder, breathing heavily. 'Bloody hell, how are we meant to go over this? Go over the top? Sounds like a good idea, come on Bells, not scared are we, most fearless sister?' While he'd been rambling he'd hoisted his torso over the top and was currently wiggling his way up, without being attached to the cliff. Alarm bells rang in Bella's head. That ice wasn't solid, he could fall so easily. She opened her mouth to shout a warning, but only managed a faint 'Ri…' before the ice shuddered under his weight and cracked, splintering into pieces that could blind you as easily as glass shards, and dropping her brother down.

'Riley! RILEY!' As he fell past her, mouth open and arms pin wheeling, she let go of a pickaxe and grabbed his flailing wrist firmly. The resulting jerk as he stopped made her scream in pain. Then she stopped and looked down at her brother dangling over a 20 metre drop, a drop that would surely kill him if he fell. And the only thing stopping him from falling? Her.