The treaty between the Cullen's and the La Push Indian tribe has existed for as long as either side can remember. Put in place to try and control each side and keep peace in the town that lie in between, Forks Washington...until now.
A girl, a simple girl, but a smart one danced along the boundary line, bite wounds covering her body. On one side Emmett and Jasper stood waiting for her to come closer. She was suspected of being a rouge, a parting gift from Victoria left waiting in the wings should something go wrong.
One the other side Sam, Embyrl and Quil stood waiting for her to come closer. They suspected she was an experiment of the leeches. A test to see what would happen when they changed Bella. They had all heard the rumor floating around in Jacobs head and it sickened them that she would do something like that.
Both sides stood quiet and still as they watched the girl dance between them, each side growing restless in the wait. And then the unthinkable happened. She moved closer to the wolves, just within reach before dancing back towards the Cullen's. Quil and Jasper lunged at the same time...and missed. Colliding with each other instead.
It was over as quickly as it had happened. No one's sure who drew blood first but both stood panting on their sides of their boundary line, blood shining brightly on both of them. In an instant it was over. The treaty broken by the spilling of blood.
And so it begins. The war between Vampires and Werewolves. Neither side willing to give up or give in. And at the center of it all stands one girl with the power to stop it all...or so they think.