A.N: This chapter was a little hard to write since I am more familiar with Animorphs than Twilight. Hope you all enjoy anyway!

As always NO FLAMES!

CHAPTER 2: Premonition Bella's POV

Edward stared down at the dirt. We were sitting on the Cullens' porch, just enjoying each other, but the look on Edward's face now suggested that something was troubling him. I can't stand Edward being unhappy. It has sort of a contagious effect on me. After a few long moments had passed, I finally decided to ask him what was wrong.

"What's the matter?" I asked. There was no answer.

"Hello, Edward?" I asked again when he didn't answer,

"Someone has been here without our knowledge,"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean I felt another mind here just a minute ago," Edward answered, "a human mind, but I didn't see, hear, or smell anyone except for the family of course, did you?"

I paused for a second then sniffed the air. There were a few deer, a raccoon, the faint smell of a hawk from somewhere, and…whoa, what was that? There was a putrid stench emanating from somewhere in the distance but it didn't belong to any creature I had ever heard of. It for sure wasn't the human Edward had 'heard', but I felt compelled to tell him about it anyway.

"I didn't smell any humans, but if you concentrate, there is something gross smelling from far off."

This time it was Edward's turn to smell the forest.

"Yeah, I see what you mean," he said, "but it isn't anything I've ever smelled before. It seems out of place here in the forest. I don't think it's natural,"

"Emmett just went hunting," Edward said again, "maybe he saw this thing."

We didn't say anything more for awhile. We were each trying to think of explanations for the rotten odor. I know it seems silly, but I had the feeling that the smell was important somehow, like it represented something. I don't know, maybe I was just being paranoid.

A few moments later, Esme came out from the house, beckoning us to come inside, her voice thick with urgency. At first, I didn't see anything unusual, but I looked in the living room to see Alice standing up, silent and motionless. Her expression was clearly one of extreme shock, but her normally lively golden eyes sat blank and emotionless upon her petrified face. Another long silence. Jeez, hadn't there been enough of those for one day?

Before I continue, let me explain something. Alice, like Edward, has a gift or supernatural power in addition to regular vampire powers. Instead of reading minds, she can predict the future. Her predictions aren't always set in stone but they are very accurate. It was clear that whatever she saw was very bad. The last time she had gone into a trance like that was when all of the Volturi had come from Volterra, falsely accusing us of committing an unspeakable crime.

"Alice, honey," Jasper asked softly, "what are you seeing?"

Alice took a moment and said, "We are being tracked. All of us." Her voice was little more than a whisper. If I were still human, I wouldn't have been able to hear her at all. Tracked? Did she mean like when James was tracking me or was this something else?

"I wouldn't say tracked is the right word, more like followed. The trackers aren't vampires but humans. Five humans and something I can't see. That is what's bothering me most. If I can't see it then it could be a threat."

Something Alice couldn't see? Could that be linked to the mystery smell from just a few minutes earlier? Did the humans know what we were? They must have known something was different about us or they wouldn't even bother. Also, this must be something big in order for Alice to completely shut down like that. According with the putrid stench and Alice's blocked sight, something unknown was prowling the forest behind Forks. Maybe even something dangerous.

I spoke up, "You know, there was something rancid smelling earlier. It was from far off but it was there all the same, and I have no idea at all what it could be. Maybe the thing you can't see and the bad-smelling creature are the same thing."

"You may be right," she answered, "but then-oh my God! I can't see Emmett anymore!"

"What?" we all exclaimed, even Renesmee.

"I can't see him, he just disappeared. What if that thing has him?"

I didn't even want to think about that. Emmett may not have been the nicest to me, what with his innuendoes and jokes about Edward and I, but he was family now, and we had to act fast. If we didn't, things could get ugly really fast. For all we knew, this thing could be even stronger than a vampire. If that was the case, then Emmett was toast. Rosalie let out a low snarl. I could understand what she was feeling. If Edward were in that kind of danger, I would immediately try to save him without even thinking or planning ahead. Apparently Rosalie had more control than that.

"Well, what are we waiting for?" she snapped, "let's go!"

Or, I could have been wrong.

"We must leave quickly, but let's not rush things, Rose," Carlisle spoke for the first time today, "We don't know what this thing is. We don't even know that it's an enemy. We approach slowly, then, if it's hostile, I guess we have no choice."

I suddenly got a little worried, "Who's going to stay with Renesmee?" I asked, afraid for my child.

"Come on Mom, I can fight," she said, "I'm as strong as anyone here, just smaller."

Renesmee was interesting. She was a hybrid. Half vampire, half human. She could eat, although she preferred blood. She could go out in the sun without sparkling, and she possessed all regular vampire abilities. She even had a gift in which she could transfer thoughts via touch. Inside, I knew my worry was irrational, but I couldn't help but feel just a little wary.

"Okay," I said at last, "but if you get hurt, then you come right back here, understand?"

"Okay, okay," she said, "but I can take care of myself,"

It was settled. We were going to take fifteen minutes to plan, although Rosalie was for leaving in five minutes. Our plan was to advance slowly towards the site, well slow in vampire terms, then just wait a minute before showing ourselves. If Emmett was injured or being attacked, then we would skip the last part of the plan and go in head on. We would try to negotiate first. That was Carlisle's idea since he was the pacifist of the Cullens. If that didn't work, we would try to incapacitate the creature. Then finally, if all else failed, we would fight to kill. I hoped it wouldn't come to that. I really did.

After planning, we stepped outside, prepared ourselves mentally, and ran full out towards the forest. I suddenly got a very bad feeling in the pit of my stomach.