1. Chapter 1 (1/2)

so this is a new story i've been writing, and maybe i've mentioned it a couple of times? maybe not? anyway i've decided to upload the prologue so as i can give you a little feel of it, and also because i haven't updated in ages. and that just isn't me.

i'd like to thank all of you who are still alerting/favoriting my other stories, and i hope you like this story as well. this is another the vampire diaires/twilight crossover, i just seem to be flowing out with stories with this crossover. but the new season of the vampire diaries, is just amazing. and that moment with damon and elena in "rose" was amazing. i want elena to be with damon, he does deserve, he just doesn't know it. he's changed for her, and he doesn't get anyone. he should get elena. anyway, continuing on with the story now.

i would also like to thank cetacean for her

illiant job is beta'ing this.

disclaimer: i do not own twilight or the vampire diaries, they belong to stephenie meyer and l.j smith, unfortunately. nor do i owe the characters, those sexy male characters, but i do own the plot, and a bottle of water.

summary: bella swan was changed on her sixteenth birthday in 1987. twenty three years later and the truth of her past finally comes undone, but it will end in a battle. will bella and those she loves perish, or will a sacrifice save them all?

september 13th, 1987

i'd never been one for the future; i was the kind of person who lived for the now and thought about the future when it presented itself. i believed that we made our own future when and how we wanted. no one could control me or who i wanted to be. or at least that's what i thought up until my sixteenth birthday. because on my sixteenth birthday, everything went horribly wrong.

i'd been sitting at a small café just a couple of blocks away from my house, and that's where i first met him. at first i'd thought he was cute; raven black hair, icy blue eyes, very well built and pale skin. but that was all a show. because underneath his perfect faade lye something dark. something evil.

i'd never believed in the mythical creatures, the ones that belonged in your nightmares, in scary stories, in movies. but that night everything i believed went down the drain. at first i'd let him in, invited him to sit with me since he looked so lonely standing near the plant by himself. he'd smiled and accepted my offer,

inging himself and his bottle over with him.

it was weird that he had

ought his own colored water bottle to a café instead of buying something. it was strange that he'd been standing so close to my table, taking sneak peeks at me and not having anyone else there to be with. but of course i didn't think of that until after i'd invited him to sit down and my world came crashing down.