Hello again, and thanks for continuing to read this series. I have to warn you though now before you get your hopes up, I am very unlikely to update this as regularly as my other stories. It's probably better to aim for once a fortnight than every second day.

This story may end up shorter than the last, with a really long Breaking Dawn, or longish length with Breaking Dawn the same, because I have very little planned for this book and so much more for BD.

With my book and my current inability to write it's going to be hard to finish this story, but I will try. I just have to grit my teeth, sit down and write, rather than all the other things I end up procrastinating with. I really should finsih this before I get a job, but that is unlikely. Don't worry too much though, because I have started, but it does seem a little, um, jumpy, as I didn't ever sit down and write a whole chapter, I kind of wrote, drifted off somewher, and came back and wrote a little bit more.

Okay, so that was a long AN, and I'm sorry, but I had to put my thoughts down somewhere,

So without further delay, here is the start of Looking through her eyes

Looking through her eyes

Preface

Victoria was pacing back and forth in the large room. The concrete walls were grey, and it was quiet. If she were human, it would be cold. Luckily for those chosen humans, they wouldn't have to stand the cold very long, the change would feel like fire, they'd be warm.

Victoria smiled lightly at the irony, the expression quickly falling as she thought of the purpose the humans held. She hadn't changed many yet, and half of those she had intended to change ended up being dinner instead.

She was doing this all because of James, because her mate, her other half, had been killed. Just the thought of him was physical pain, a yearning and loss so harsh she grit her teeth, cutting the inside of her cheeks with her sharp teeth. She hissed at the pain, sinking to the ground to wrap her arms around her legs, as if curling in on herself would extinguish the hole in her chest.

Hatred was the only thing keeping her from taking her own life, hatred for the Cullens that had killed her mate, hatred for the human that had caused this all.

She had been so close! She had the human in her grasp, taking her somewhere to make her ending slower. But the human was smarter than she thought, and much more powerful. She had been the bait, and Victoria had almost fallen in the trap.

The wolves were the human's protectors, not that she needed too many. Victoria's jaw clenched as she flexed her muscles reassuringly. She hadn't known a human could have such strong gifts while being human, though from what she knew of the Volturi there were signs of who would become the gifted vampires. She hissed at memory of the Volturi, the governing body that had killed most of her first coven. Then she hissed once again at the memory of the human.

The mortal had forced her to do something! Victoria felt the phantom feeling in her arms as they disobeyed her mind, obeying the human's will rather than her own. She flexed her arm again.

And then the human had goaded her! And she had lost her temper! She should have just taken the human and ran there and then; maybe the wolves wouldn't have caught her. If she had just knocked the girl unconscious, she wouldn't have been able to make her stop running.

If, if, if, Victoria side. If only James hadn't been so stubborn and tracked the human. If only he had picked a girl not under the protection of the second largest coven of vampires. If only the human hadn't been born!

But ifs got Victoria nowhere. She could only move forward, continue with her plan. The coven, even the human, was very smart. She would have to be careful.

And she would have to be quick! Any day they could be changing the human, and if her gifts were so strong as a human, how strong would they be when she was changed? Victoria shuddered. Yes, she would have to move quickly and efficiently, she'd wasted enough time already, checking to see if she could get past the wolves, and now the Cullens, to try and reach her prey.

Victoria stood, and with that resolve to move quickly, stalked into the night.

By the way, I am going to try to make this different than Eclipse, make it a little more interesting to those who have read the third book as many times as myself, though unofrtuneately I can't stray too much. I hope I can just do this book justice.

I got my 1000 reviews with follow in her footsteps, so I won't demand reviews, but I would really like to hear your thoughts, so please polease please revioew anyway.