Disclaimer: I do not own twilight, if I did, it probably wouldn't have been as popular because Bella wouldn't have ended up with Edward or Jacob. They would be holding hands and skipping down the street while she cried. Hehehehehehe

AN: This is an OC character story but it is paired up with a few people from the series. Enjoy the prologue.

Hello, my name is Markus Pallo. I have frosty brown hair and light blue eyes. My skin was tan-ish, but is now a pale white. I didn't expect this to happen to me, but now that it did, I couldn't be happier.

It was December 11th, 1832, five days after my best friend in the entire world fell ill, but nobody was allowed to see him yet. It was a cold day in Voltaire, much colder then normal. Maybe it only felt that way because I couldn't see my friend.

I was walking to school that day in the light morning snow. I had always enjoyed looking at Voltaire when it was covered in snow; it reminded me of the innocence and purity of the city. Little did I know that today was the last day I fell the coldness of the winter.

The Voltaire castle was covered in a light coating of fluffy snow. In the morning sun, the sunlight was reflecting off the powder, creating a rainbow.

I smiled, feeling slightly happier. It felt like one of those days that started out hopeless, but would eventually get better. Boy was I wrong.

I arrived at school ready to learn. My classes didn't trouble me at all, but they were still interesting at times. I went to a Catholic school because I didn't have enough money to attend a private one. I didn't mind going to a church run school, but I am gay, so whenever they would go on a rant about how homosexuality was evil, I would tune them out.

I gathered my books out of my locker and ran towards my first class, making it just in time. I sat down in my seat, not even looking around the classroom for anyone to talk to.

"Well, well, it looks as though Mark does not even care about me anymore."

I froze, hearing my friends voice shocked me to the core. "De…metri?" I turned around and saw him, sitting in his usual seat like nothing had ever happened.

He closed his eyes and shook his head. "Of course it is me you buffoon. Who else would it be?" His tone was a mocking one, so I knew he was just joshing me.

My eyes teared up slightly, "I can not believe you are back. Are you feeling better?" I had a million questions for him, like what did he have? Why couldn't anyone see him?

He kept his eyes closed, not even looking at me. "I am feeling much better. I shall answer any more questions you have after school. Wait for me in front of the water fountain." He gestured for me to turn around.

I did and was looking at the front of the class right when the nun came into the class room.

"Sorry I am late class, I had a morning confession to attend. Now, let us start."

My day went by swiftly. All my classes seemed to whiz by, most likely due to my mind being focused on Demetri. He seemed different from the last time I saw him. His skin was much lighter, almost albino white. His face didn't look much different, but it was much more enticing to look at. He also seemed like he put on some muscle mass because his arms were larger then I remembered them to be.

I shook my head. No, I did not have a crush on Demetri…or did it? Even before his new looks, he was always an attractive man. We had been friends since third grade and he was the only one who knew I was gay. I wondered how he could have changed so drastically in only five days.

I made it to lunch and realized that I didn't learn a single thing all day. I entered the cafeteria and saw Demetri sitting at our usual spot. His eyes were still closed but his body turned to the direction I was coming from and a smile dawned on his lips. I blushed slightly, something I never did before today unless I was outside in the cold. If I only knew that today would be the last day I blushed, I would have done it over and over again, just for the feeling.

I sat down across the table from him, smiling as warmly as he was. "Hello Demetri. How was your day today?" I looked down at the table. He only had a container filled with some red liquid for his lunch. "What do you have for lunch?"

He tensed up for only a second, "My day was fine. My mum made me some tomato soup for lunch. I can not eat anything solid yet until my stomach has completely healed."

"I see. What did you have exactly?" My curiosity was beginning to peak. I wanted to know exactly what my best friend caught.

He chuckled softly, "I thought I told you, no more questions until the water fountain."

"You did, but I am curious." I laughed lightly.

"I cannot blame you. Listen, how many more classes do you have after this?"

I thought about it. I had no more classes after lunch except for free period. "I do not have any more classes. Why?"

Demetri finally opened his eyes. His once warm brown eyes were now a deep, dark red. "Then let us skip last period. We are both seniors, so we have the ability to leave school if we have no more classes." He reached across the table and grabbed my hand. "Come on, do it for me."

His skin was freezing cold, so I shivered when his hand grabbed mine. I blushed again and his hand tightened around mine. "Sure. I have not skipped school since I was in middle school, so this shall be fun."

He smiled and I saw his teeth. They were snow-white and looked strong enough to rip the skin off an elephant. "Perfect. Let us finish our food and then we may leave this torturous prison." He opened his container and started sipping the soup.

I laughed at him; he would always do something moronic to make me smile. I took out my slice of bread and ate it slowly, trying to savor the flavor.

After we finished eating, he cleaned up our table and waited for me outside the cafeteria. His eyes were now a bright red, startling me when I looked at them. Once he opened his eyes the first time, I had grown accustomed to the dark red eyes. I had no idea that his new ones changed colors.

"So, where are we going Demetri?" My curiosity was starting to get the better of me.

"I told you already you dimwit, we are going to the water fountain in the middle of the city." He smiled, his ear length, dark brown hair getting covered with snow. He didn't wear a jacket, which confused me. It was close to below zero outside and he was walking around in his school uniform; khaki pants and a white short sleeved dress shirt with a blue tie.

I at least had my thin blue jacket, which my mother had made for me with what little fabric we had. "Are you not cold Demetri?"

He shook his head, "Since I was away, I have not felt the cold of the winter."

I nodded, "I see."

We walked in silence the rest of the way to the fountain, surprised that nobody was on the streets to watch us.

When we got to the fountain, he stopped abruptly. "Markus, there is something I have to tell you."

I turned around and smiled. "Yes Demetri."

"I wasn't actually sick for these past five days." He closed his eyes. He couldn't even look at me.

"Then where were you Demetri? Why did you not come to school?"

He sat down on the fountain's edge. "I was unable to attend school because I didn't know how I would handle it. Something happened to me five days ago and I feared that if I went to school, I would hurt someone I care deeply for."

I sat down next to him, placing my hand on his shoulder. "You would never harm anyone Demetri. You are the nicest boy in our entire school and the only one to know the real me."

He smiled, taking my hand from his shoulder and holding it tightly. "Thank you Markus. You are actually the person I was afraid of hurting." He leaned over and kissed me softly on the cheek.

I blushed softly, unaware of the mental pain I was putting Demetri through by doing that. "What was that for Demetri?"

He looked me in the eyes, his brilliant red one meeting my blue ones. "That was a goodbye and a sorry kiss."

I looked at him, "Goodbye? Sorry? What do you mean Demetri?"

"I must be leaving Voltaire tonight Markus and you shall never see me again."

I teared up slightly. "Why must you go? I…I love you Demetri."

He let go of my hand, "I know you do, and I love you, but we cannot be. If you only knew what I was, or rather, what I have become, you would run like the rest of them."

A single tear fell down my face. "You do not know that. I am different then whoever you told your secret. Please, let me know so I can accept you."

He shook his head, "No, I cannot tell you. I cannot lose you Markus."

"You shall not lose me Demetri. I shall always love you." I grabbed onto his hand, but he blurred away from me before I could even touch him.

He stood there, twenty feet away from me. "Markus, I have become a vampire. That is why I was not at school the past few days. I was afraid of how people would see me, and what I would do to them if an urge came up."

I was in shock. My best friend had become a vampire, but I was not afraid of him. I felt sorry for him. Sorry that he had to endure this pain alone. "Like I said before Demetri, you would not hurt anyone." I stood up and walked over to him.

He looked at me in shock, "You…are not afraid of me?"

"No Demetri. Shocked, yes, afraid, no. I do not care if you are a vampire or a troll, I love you." I kissed him on the cheek, feeling warmth rush through my entire body.

He hugged me tightly, "I love you too Markus, more then you know, but I still must say goodbye. It is vampire rule that vampires and mortals cannot be together unless the mortal is to be changed into a vampire themselves."

I looked him in the eyes, "Then change me Demetri. Is it really that hard?"

He shook his head, "It is not hard, but I am afraid that I cannot do it myself. I am a newborn vampire. The fact that I am even able to be around you right now is a miracle in itself. You must forget about me Markus, forget that I even existed and try to move on." He grabbed my arms and put them at my sides, "Goodbye." He kissed me one last time before running off towards the city.

I stood there, full of anger and hurt. Why did he have to leave my? Why did I have to forget him? I started tearing up in the middle of the plaza. "I loved him. Why did he do that to me?"

"It was because he does not actually love you back."

I turned around and saw a woman standing there. She wore a long, purple dress and had the same color skin and eyes as Demetri. Her long, dark brown hair blew wildly in the wind. "He could have had you changed into a vampire if he really wanted to, but you see, you are not his soul mate. You must understand that he said that he loved you only to break your heart faster so you would find love quicker. He does not love you Markus, but I do believe that you love him." She was next to me in less then a second. "Come with me Markus. I shall give you an opportunity to find your true love, even if it is not Demetri." She held out her hand and I took it, not afraid in the least bit about going with her.

We arrived at a small cottage on the outskirts of Voltaire. She told me to walk inside and to lay down. I listened to her, afraid that if I did not, she would kill me.

The inside of the cottage was much roomier then I expected. There was no bed, or any food hanging from the ceiling like most houses had. The only thing in the small hut was a small are to sit down.

I picked a seat and laid down, watching her walk inside and locking the door behind her. "Now, just relax. This is going to hurt tremendously but do not worry, it shall be over in three days."

My eyes widened, "Wait, three…" She bit down onto my neck and I screamed in pain. It felt like my blood was being replaced by something else, something that was attacking all my internal organs, killing them. I writhed in pain, scrapping at my neck where she had bitten me. "What did you do to me?"

She smiled, "I have just turned you into a vampire. The process will take three days to complete but after that, you shall be reborn." She got up and headed for the door, "I shall be back again to check on you."

I screamed again, the pain was immense. "Wait, what is your name?"

She kept her smile up, "My name is Gloria Panalli and I am the one who turned Demetri into a vampire." She left me all alone to only feel the pain.

Three days later

I had not slept in three days due to the pain, but now that it was gone, I did not have the urge to sleep. I stood up and looked around. Everything looked much more vibrant for some odd reason. There was a burning sensation in the back of my throat, almost like I was thirsty but I didn't want a drink. I wanted something thicker than a normal liquid.

Gloria stepped in the cottage and smiled, "Well now, it look as though your transformation is complete." She held out her hand, "Come with me Markus. It is time for you to test out your new body."

I looked at her and heard something in my head. I hear the word straight. "Gloria, what does it mean if I hear the word straight in my head when I look at you?"

She looked at me in confusion, "What do you mean Markus?

"Whenever I look at you, I hear the word straight in my head. But when I look at the ground, I don't hear anything. What does that mean?"

She smiled, "That, my dear boy, is you special ability as a vampire. In your old life, you must have had a keen sense of sexuality, so now, you have the ability to tell someone else's sexual preference just by looking at them."

I stared at her in shock, "Are you telling me that I now have some special power to tell the sexual preference of another person?"

"That is exactly what I am saying, but I am only guessing that that is what your power is. We shall have to test it when we go to town today."

"Wait, why are we going to town? I don't want to stay with you. I want to go find Demetri."

She sighed, "I told you already that he does not love you like he said he did. Besides, he is with the Volturi now and has found his purpose in the after life, or whatever you want to call this existence. He is one of the best trackers the Volturi have and they would never allow him to leave without a fight."

"Then I shall take them all on. I love Demetri and he loves me."

"But he does not love you Markus! He told me so himself after I changed him. He said that he had a friend that he had to say goodbye to that was in love with him but he could not reproduce those same feelings back."

"Then why did you turn me into a vampire? To torture me with eternal damnation and a life without love."

She looked at me, hope in her eyes, "I did it because of my special ability. I have the power to sense if a mortal would make an exceptional vampire. I sensed it in Demetri and I sense it in you. I have a feeling that you may be a rare breed of vampire that possesses two special abilities, due to the lack of pizzazz your first one has. That is why we need to go to town and get you some blood. That will strengthen you and maybe allow you to tap into your second power."

"Fine, let us go to town. My throat is killing me."

She laughed at me, making me feel stupid. "Of course your throat hurts you. You are thirsty for blood."

I stomped my foot on the ground, creating a small crater. I didn't want to stay with this mad woman. Then, I thought of something. "Since I am a vampire, I don't have to listen to anyone, right?"

"Except for the Volturi. If they hear about anyone telling people that vampires exist, or think that a vampire is on a rampage, they will kill you."

"But other than that, I don't have to listen to anyone?"

"Correct."

"Then I am leaving. Goodbye Gloria."

"Wait, Markus, you cannot leave without…" She tried to stop me but I was already gone.

I ran as quickly as I could, surprised at how fast I had gotten. I was out of the reach of Gloria in only a few short minutes of running, with Voltaire far out of my sight.

"Goodbye Voltaire, forever." I continued running, knowing that I had to get away from this place. I decided to travel to the new world and make a fresh start, not wanting to think about Demetri or Gloria. I just wanted to slip into a dark hole and never be seen or heard from again. But, little did I know, I would eventually be brought back into the world much sooner then I wanted to be.