Do not own Twilight. Anybody miss me? This as always will be an AU and like many of my other stories follows its own course having nothing really to do with the books or movies other than the characters. I hope you all enjoy.

Chapter 1

Chaos reigned in the Volturi throne room. Twenty six girls had been brought in as dinner for a group of twenty vampires. The Volturi had thought they were a boarding school group who had lost their way wandering in the small city.

Caius was the first to notice the girls' strange scent. They smelt human but something more. Their blood was tinged, almost smelling like shifters in Africa he had encountered long ago. He also detected another scent, feint but there. If he didn't know better, he could have sworn these girls had a small amount of vampire venom in their blood. Not one could have been over 17 or 18 years, most likely younger.

He also noted a lack of fear or confusion on their faces as they were surrounded by the guard.

Before the blonde ruler had the opportunity to mention the abnormalities he sensed in their blood, Aro moved to feed.

Anarchy reigned. The girls changed, their nails turning to long claws on their hands and feet and very sharp, sharp enough for a tiny pale girl with long chestnut brown hair to disfigure Aro's face and knock him against the far wall.

The girl's in the middle did not wait for his countermove, jumping from their huddled position in the middle outwardly towards the surrounding vampires. Vampire venom was thrown against the walls as well as the red blood of the girls. One half of the witch twins, Alex, retreated and tried to use his gift, covering the room in a fog meant to take away everyone's senses but nothing worked. His sister Jane tried to use her gift with no effect.

The girls were unnaturally fast and strong, too strong for humans but not as strong as the vampires.

What they lacked in strength they made up for in speed. They moved gracefully in battle, their hands and feet deadly weapons, used to slice the Volturi with ease.

Then the long and sharp incisors appeared in the girls' mouths, their jaws unhinging a bit and they began attacking the throats of their undead enemies. There eyes turned predatory, reddish gold and the pupils widening.

The throne room was filled with screams, flesh tearing, marble cracking, bones breaking and roars loud enough to shake the walls. Regaining their bearings, the Volturi guard fought back and realized though strong, whatever these creatures were, their bones could snap. The small room limited the girl's fast reflexes and many were caught in the vampires grasp as the cat like creatures went for the necks.

Bella Swan, the leader of the group, the one the girls followed since they could talk, stayed in the middle of the room. She had taken the first king's head off, the one who made the first move and recognized another, a blonde with the same glassy eyes.

The blonde vampire was fast but she was faster. Bella knew she was bleeding, perhaps faster than her healing factor could fix but that didn't matter. Since her class had been activated a year ago at the age of 16, they all knew there was no chance of any of them living past twenty. There were rumors that one girl had made it to the age of twenty one before falling to a hoard of vampires like they were facing now. So long as he was unable to snap her neck or spine or tear her heart out, she could and would fight.

Bella finally saw an opening, slicing the ancient vampires throat deeply and jumping over him, sinking her teeth through his blonde mane and crushing his neck from behind with her bite.

The blonde king beheaded and effectively neutralized, the girl turned to search for her next enemy only to realize the battle was over.

She took in the gruesome sight before her. She knew some of her sisters would die today but the thrown room was filled with vampire body parts and the broken bodies of her only friends. Only four of the girls including her were left standing in the room.

She met the girls eyes and realized the one that mattered to her most was not standing. A feeling of dread filled her.

"Julie? Did she go after one?" Bella asked, hoping one vampire had escaped and her girlfriend went after the creature.

A shake of the head by her red headed friend increased the feeling of dread. Bella followed the girl's eyes to the middle of the body pile.

Seeing long blonde hair peeking out from the torso of a large vampire, she rushed over, tossing the torso aside.

Bella stared in disbelief, the carnage around her forgotten.

"Julie." the girl said in a choked voice.

Her girlfriend lay on the ground, a piece of a vampire's throat in her mouth but her head at an unatural angle and her eyes were unmoving.

Julie's neck had been snapped. She was dead.

She was dead.

This was not supposed to happen. Bella and Julie always told each other they would fight together and die together. It was the way things were supposed to be.

Now Julie was dead along with most of her friends but Bella still knelt over her, bleeding, no doubt scarred but alive.

Finally she let out a roar that nearly shook the walls of the castle and picked her lover up in her arms to cradle her. Bella could feel her hands and feet returning to normal, her eyes no longer resembling a fierce cat and her jaw closing, her incisors retracting, her body transforming to that of a barely 17 year old girl. At that moment she was just a girl holding her beloved in her arms.

Time had no meaning. She held her for a minute, an hour, Bella could not tell. She was finally brought out of her haze by a small hand on her shoulder.

"Bella, we need to burn the vampire bodies. The Organization will be here soon to pick up the bodies of our sisters." the short haired brunette named Chloe told her softly.

"They cannot have her. Not her." Bella whispered fiercely, pulling her dead girlfriend closer to her body.

Though the girls had not known what exactly happened to their bodies once they were dead, they had lost a sister six months before to a Lycan. The Organization took her body and she was never seen again. No funeral, no memorial service, no cremation, nothing was to remember that she ever existed. The girls had a moment of silence in the main hall of their headquarters but it was not enough.

Bella knew what happened. All of them were experiments, taken from birth and genetically modified to become weapons. Their DNA had been altered, given characteristics of Jaguar shifters who had been captured in the past, along with trace amounts of vampire venom in their blood stream to immunize them from vampire bites. The venom also served to keep them from shifting completely, allowing them to think more strategically, to use their bodies in hand to hand combat unlike the shifters who lost themselves to their animals.

When experiments were over, they were burned, made as if they never existed or perhaps put on ice for future study. None knew and none wanted to ask.

The three girls who remained standing left their leader alone, clutching Julie's body tightly to her chest, and began picking up the pieces of their fallen foes, dumping them into a pile near the thrones and lighting them on fire. According to the Organization this had been the largest and most powerful coven in the world, perhaps the enforcers of the vampire world. Now they were ashes thanks to their food ambushing them inside their home.

Finally straightening out her lovers neck, Bella stood up and watched silently as the ones known as the clean up crew gathered the bodies of twenty two of her friends. They had won the battle but their team was over. The girls grew up together, worked as one to refine their skills until they were unleashed when all had turned 16. Now the only family and the only love Bella had in her life were gone. Some part of her knew that the remaining four would be scattered, sent to other teams or alone to fight the dangers of the supernatural world. They had won but everything had been lost today.

"Kill me." Bella whispered, hoping one of her remaining sisters would understand and do what was necessary.

When no one made a move she turned to them and screamed. "Kill me!"

The girls looked away and Bella realized they wouldn't do it. She would go on living. Julie had died but Bella had lived.

Once the bodies had been removed by the mysterious men in black and the great fire reduced to ashes, the girls walked from the underground into the shining sun. Normally the feel of the sun after a battle underground made them all happy. Not today. All Bella and her remaining sisters had left was to return to the place they called home and wait to hear what would become of them next.

The Organization Home Base, Peruvian Jungle

Jason Connolly and his team walked with the man in charge of the place, a giant complex hidden in the Amazon Rainforest, both above and below ground, and became more sickened by what he saw. He knew the men behind him felt the same way.

He walked a path lined by windows. Beneath the windows on both sides were young girls, some who could be no older than 10 or 11, training. Some trained on shooting ranges but most were learning hand to hand combat. A few were working with adult instructors who watched the girls transform their hands and feet from their natural state to ones with very sharp and strong claws, then return their appendages to normal. The sight made him angry and he knew his brothers in arms behind him felt the same.

Their tour guide was the man in charge of operations who had not given a name. Connolly doubted it would have been a true name regardless.

His team had been given an opportunity by the President to be loaned out to an international organization that dealt with supernatural threats. While the five would still be under the umbrella of the United States military, their primary function would be to support a living weapon. They were not told what kind of weapon.

Reaching the conference room at the end of the long hallway, they all sat.

"Questions gentleman? Ready to jump on board?" the mystery man asked.

"I got a hell of a lot of questions." Connolly told him. "Does the President know what you are doing here?"

The man cleared his throat. "He does not know. We are not under the purview of the US Government or any other single nation. We are a worldwide organization, a special branch of the United Nations, one that has been tasked for a very long time to take care of threats that the average military cannot handle. While you would remain in the military, you would report to us. The President of any country is not to be told of our missions or how we conduct them."

"So the world governments don't know that you take newborn infants and genetically modify them into weapons?" he asked.

"No, it is not something that needs to be known. Should you decide against joining us we will expect you to hold to your agreement. Even telling the President would be considered a breach of confidentiality. He understands this. I was told by him that you and your men were the best of the best. As far as taking newborns I assure you every girl here was placed in our care by their parents."

Connolly could not believe that. Despite his negative associations with parents, he knew no normal parent could give up a child to this.

"Why 16? You said they were sent to battle at 16. Why so young?" the man asked.

"At 16 they are fully matured. Their DNA allows them to transform parts of their bodies into weapons, their hands, feet and jaws while remaining intelligent. The amount of venom injected into their blood stream over the years reaches a level that makes them immune to vampire venom. This is not a boarding school. We make and design weapons here, weapons that cost, weapons to be used. The girls are intelligent, having a vastly superior IQ than normal humans. They know what they are facing. Normally each child is placed in a class at a young age, preferably before their first birthday. They grow together, train together and attack in...teams I suppose you could say, for lack of a better term. Should you accept your team will be supporting a single girl. She will be responsible for the Northwest of the United States and Canada, her primary function is to find and eliminate vampires, Lycans, and whatever else may pop up that local enforcement cannot or should not handle. She is perhaps the most skilled graduate this Organization has ever had." the man told him.

"What about teams?" Connolly asked. "Why would you send her alone with only us as backup?"

The man quieted for a moment and Connolly suspected he was deciding what information to give.

"She had a team she led until three weeks ago. There was a large coven of gifted vampires in Italy. They lured and slaughtered humans by the hundreds each year. Her team was sent in as food, prey for the vampires. A group of twenty six girls appearing lost from their main group was too much for the vampires to pass up. They were taken to the feeding grounds of the group and attacked. Her team wiped out the entire coven but only four of the twenty six who went in walked out. We have assigned the other three girls to different areas around the world. She is to be sent to the Northwest. Due to the climate there are a large number of supernatural creatures in the area. It is a perfect place for her due to other factors, mostly her background and cover identity."

Connolly stared at the man waiting for more. His look told the man that more information was needed and he would not agree to anything until he had it.

The operations manager took a deep breath.

"We named her Bella when she arrived. At the time of her birth her mother and father were separated. Her mother died during birth and Bella was in danger of dying. Our program was the only chance she had at survival. We spoke to Mr. Swan in the hospital where he was watching his newborn dying slowly in an incubator. He agreed to let us have her under certain conditions."

"Conditions?" Connolly asked. The man would only save the child under certain conditions. Only his curiosity to find out as much about this atrocity as he could kept him from walking out.

"He would never have any contact with her. The man was a deputy in Forks, Washington and in a perfect position for future use. He was to tell his friends that the baby had been born and stayed with the mother, never to mention the mother was dead. We sent him pictures of Bella as she grew, pictures to show his friends, to make his friends believe that his daughter was living in Arizona with her mother. We even once allowed him to see her, through a one way window. We find its important to keep family ties away from the girls so they don't lose focus during training. Now he is Chief of this small town department. We have spoken to him and he understands what is expected. The man jumped at the chance to have his daughter live with him. It will be the perfect cover for Bella. There are concerns however."

"Concerns about putting her with a father she has never known who gave her away to become what you made her?" Connolly asked, sarcasm evident in his voice.

"Concerns about her state of mind. Bella was very close to a girl on her team, a girl who for lack of a better term was her girlfriend. This girl died during the last mission. We have explained to her that she will now be working alone, free to make decisions in the field with only a team of humans backing her..."

"Wait." Connolly stopped him. "You allow them to have girlfriends?"

The man nodded. "They are part animal. While Jaguars tend to be solitary creatures, humans are not. Closeness to another keeps the human side balanced with the animal. it. The primary war in her nature is the Jaguar and human sides of her."

"Go on. Tell me your concerns. She is a wreck, right?"

"On the contrary, she has taken this all very well. Too well for someone in her position. I would like to attribute this to excellent training but she must have a close eye on her. If she were to lose herself, it will be your teams' responsibility to take her down."

"Take her down?" Connolly asked, doing his best to hide his anger.

The man nodded. "Each girl has a small device planted near the left Cerebrum. This device has proven effective in protecting the girls from vampire gifts. It also has a GPS unit inside it. Along with that, it has the capability to paralyze her with an electronic shock. After that, she will be immobilized and eliminating her will be as easy as pulling a trigger. Her neck must also be broken. All her bones are incredibly strong so this will not be an easy task. I would recommend shooting her at the base of her Cerebral spine in the event she needs to be terminated. The weapons and ammunition you will be given are far more powerful than the average handgun. Because of the distance from our main base we cannot monitor or activate the device. That will be your responsibility as well as killing her if necessary."

Connolly said nothing, his mind racing over a thousand scenarios. Despite his anger and disgust the man had to remain calm.

"My men and I need to discuss this. We will be outside for twenty minutes. No listening devices. We will know and you won't like our response. When we return you will know our decision."

The manager nodded agreeably and walked them out. The team continued walking into the jungle.

"Ty, turn it on." Connolly told his friend.

The tall man flipped a switch on a small phone like device attached to his built. He had brought it for this reason, to emit white noise and make any listening devices ineffective.

"This is bullshit." Dante told him. The other three said nothing but by their faces they obviously agreed.

"We have to do it." Connolly told the men.

Dan Hawk stepped up to his commanding officer. "I would follow you through hell but I am not participating in something like this."

"I agree." Jack Webb told him. "You want to burn this place to the ground I'm game. But participating in this? What the hell is this all about? You say we have to do it? We have a choice. How can you even consider this?"

Connolly looked up to the sky, trying to glimpse sunlight through the dark canopy of the rainforest.

"You think I like this? Did you count the number of girls in there? I saw fifty two and I guarantee there are a lot more. We can't take down this place, but we can save one. She is going to do what they want whether we agree or not. Would you rather us watch her back or some team who might want to play with the kid, waiting for a chance to take her out? Would you want her to be out in the field against some of these damn monsters with amateurs or us? We can watch her back, help her and...eventually figure out a way to get her out of this. Either way at this moment they are preparing to send her into a new territory, to come face to face with a father she doesn't know and probably hates all while grieving for her girlfriend. If we don't do it, who will? Who else will give a damn about her? A Recon unit? Some Green Berets?"

The four members of his team looked at each other, taking in his words. It was true, there were sadistic men who would jump at the chance to have a pretty genetically modified weapon under their control.

"How are we going to get her out? Seems like they got her trapped. Hell they got all these girls trapped." Ty pointed out.

Connolly agreed.

"We don't know enough. We do our job and let her do hers. We make sure she has the best possible chance to win. Once we learn more about this group, I can figure out a way. We can't save them all, not now, but maybe we can keep this one alive until we can figure out a way to save her. Its the best I got guys. If you don't want in I understand but this kid...I'm not letting her go with someone else. Whoever wants out, stay here. I'm going back in to meet our new team member and see just how much of a mess she is."

Connolly walked back towards the building. He didn't need to turn around to know they were following him. The idea of fighting supernatural monsters had seemed to good to be true. The truth of it was disgusting but it was too late to turn back now.

The operations manager met them at the door with a smile that made him sick.

"In or out?"

"We are in." Connolly told him.

"Excellent. Let me introduce you to Bella. She has been restless these last few weeks. Our resident psychologist believes resuming normal activity may stem off any grief she may be suppressing. Whatever you do, remember she is part animal and like all wild predators can turn on you. You will be given a laptop that will be manned at all times to monitor her whereabouts and to enter a code that can be used to paralyze her. You are her support team. In regard to battles, follow her lead. In regard to all else watch her closely."

Connolly was led to her room. He knocked gently and a soft feminine voice told him to enter.

He walked in, the other four behind him. The room was not large, only a single bed, a dresser and a nightstand. On the nightstand was the only object that gave any sign that a person actually lived her. The photo was the girl in front of them holding a pretty blonde girl from behind. Both were smiling widely at the camera and he wondered who had taken the photo.

Bella was smaller than he imagined. Her chestnut brown hair was straight, trimmed and hung to her shoulders. Her eyes appeared much older than her years but the smile on her face seemed eerily authentic.

"Good morning." she greeted them, standing from her sitting position on her bed.

"Good morning Bella. My name is Jason Connolly."

"I thought so. The rest of you, Jack Webb, Ty Gavin, Dante Youngblood and Dan Hawk, right? You have agreed to be my support in exciting Northwest region of the United States?"

"Yes we have." he told her carefully. She seemed very laid back, even a bit humored.

"Then we will do our best to keep each other alive." the girl told him with a grin. "I look forward to knowing each of you. My bags have already been packed and sent to the transport as well as my weapons. I believe your weapons will be waiting in Forks. We leave in two hours from what I understand. I have a few goodbyes to make and then will meet you on the airstrip."

Connolly wanted to know more but now wasn't the time and this definitely was not the place.

The girl shook each of their hands on the way out of her room, leaving the men alone.

"Is it just me or does she seem too laid back?" Ty asked. The tall man wondered if she had been brainwashed despite the assertation that she hadn't been.

"We won't know until we can talk to her outside of this place. Lets get ready gentlemen. We have a plane to catch."