Edward

I heard the natural sounds of the forest. They were basically the same as everything else had been since we left my Bella. Everything was the same to me. Nothing mattered anymore. The only change there's been since then for me, was every two weeks when Emmett and Jasper would come to drag me out of my room. But eventually, Emmett told me that I was a downer, and just made Jasper come to get me.

I took down a few deer, when we heard something that seemed majorly out of place here in Alaska. A hunting horn.

Immediately, all of our family was back together. Jasper stood in front of Alice, Carlisle stood in front of Esme, and Rosalie and Emmett stood side by side. That's very strange. They also had sort of a happy look on their faces.

After about ten minutes, no one had come out. Emmett and Rosalie looked sort of remorseful, but it was just for a second. I'm not even sure I saw it.

But then, a group of about thirty adolescent girls step out from the trees, and into the clearing. They all had their bows armed with arrows, and all pointed at us. The oldest looked about 18, the youngest 11.

Two girls stepped forward. They both looked alike, well, sort of.

The one on the left had a shirt that had Barbie with an arrow through her head, and under Barbie, it said 'Death to Barbie.' She had a pair of ripped jeans, and a silver parka that matched the rest of the girls'. Her shoes were a pair of beat up black converse. She had a silver circlet- which she decided to wear like a crown- in her black hair. Her hair was pretty, as it was cut right below her shoulders, and it was choppy, but still pretty. She had electric blue eyes, which blazed like a fire.

The one on the right looked like the other girls best friend. They probably were. The girl on the right had a black shirt with the Paramore logo on it. She had a pair of jeans that matched the other girls. She also had a pair of beat up black converse, with white roses on them. She had a matching circlet as her friend, and she wore it the same, too. She brown hair was curled, and it went to about mid-back. Her hazel eyes reminded me of an angry ocean.

"Who are you?" The girl on the left demanded

"Well, I'm Alice, and this is Edward, Rosalie, Emmett, Carlisle, Esme, and Jasper. We're the Cullen's. Who are you?" Alice says, gesturing to each of us as she speaks.

"People." The girl on the right says, rolling her eyes. I couldn't read any of their minds, and it was annoying me.

"Thank you, Captain Obvious." Emmett says, saying the first sarcastic remark since we had left her. We all were surprised, except for Rosalie.

"You're welcome, Sergeant Sarcasm." The girl retorted

"Indeed, Comrade Comeback." Emmet said, with a goofy grin on his face.

"Thank you, Senior Smartypants." This girl just never seems to run out of comebacks, does she?

"Anytime, Dictator DumbButt" Emmett said, acting childish

"Awesomeness, Agent Butthole." The girl said

"Dang it! You ran me out of insults!" Emmett said, looking kind of sad.

"Wait. Those were insults? I just took them as compliments that weren't very creative." She said with a smirk.

"Isabelle. Quit acting so childish." An eleven year old girl steps out, so she's in front of the two girls.

"Sorry, Lady Artemis. But, he did walk straight into them." The girl says, lowering her head.

"You are forgiven, Isabelle. Now, we have a problem." The eleven year old says, "I do not allow mortals to witness my hunt. Thalia, please remind me. Who was the last person, to witness our hunt?"

"The boys in Colorado, my Lady. You turned them into a jackalope." Thalia says, with a smirk on her face.

"Ah, yes." The eleven year old says, "I quite enjoy making jackalopes. At any rate, you have witnessed my hunt. But, you have a choice. You can either go to the camp in New York, or be turned into animals. Which would you prefer?"

Rosalie answered for us all.

"Lady Artemis, I think I speak for the whole family when I say this. We would much rather go to Camp, rather than the other."

"That is just fine, Rosalie. Isabelle will escort you all to the camp. She has some stops along the way, so please bear with her." The eleven year old says.

"Yes, Lady Artemis." Isabelle says.

"Thank you, Isabelle. You may go whenever. The other hunters will be at Camp by the time you arrive." The girl says.

The eleven year old, along with the rest of the girls, leave the clearing. Now it was just us and Isabelle. For some reason, I felt safer when everyone else was here.

All of a sudden, Isabelle got picked up by Emmett.

"Hey girly." He said.

"Emmett. Put me down." Isabelle said, every trace of humor out of her voice, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I must go make a phone call."

Emmett put her down, and she went into all of the trees. As soon as we knew that she was out of hearing range, we started talking about her.

"She seems a little strange." Alice said, "I can't see her future, and it's annoying me, very much."

"She reminds me of Bella." Esme said, "The only difference is Bella's eyes were brown, and her name ended with a."

Isabelle

I walk away from the Cullen's, and into the trees. I still can't believe that I have to do this.

After they left, I was a zombie. That is, until the Hunter of Artemis found me. I then was claimed by the Greek god Poseidon, and I had to aid the Hunters on a quest with my younger half-brother, Percy. He was fourteen at the time.

I dial the Olympian phone number into my cell.

"Hello?" the voice on the other end says

"Hello. May I ask who I am speaking to?" I ask

"Yes, you may, Isabelle. I thought you'd remember me. Especially after you declared your undying love to me." Hermes. I should've known.

"I did not declare anything of that sort to you! Ugh."I say, with disgust in my voice.

"Why can't you be forgetful?" he asks me

"Why can't you be normal?" I retort.

"What do you want, anyways, Izzy?" he asks, defeat lacing his voice.

"I need a ride." I say, with a peppy attitude.

"Fine. I'll be there in two seconds." He hangs up, and then is standing right beside me.

"Hey girly. Heard you need a lift." He says, with a big, goofy grin on his face. I roll my eyes.

"Yeah. I need you to take me and a few grade B vamps to Forks, Washington. Then to California. Then to camp. Got it?" I say, all in one breath.

Hey, guys! Long time no see! So… this is the re-write of Huntress, and I PROMISE it will be longer. Kapeesh? Kaposh. If I get 5-10 reviews, I will update. Kay? Great!

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~Allie