This is called The Holy Gene. This isn't supposed to be super religious, so don't worry. This chapter is as probably as religious as it gets.
No, I am not stopping with Only Hope, it's just I've been brooding over this story forever, and I wanted to take a shot at it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, it's characters, or anything.
I hope you like it (:
Like Only Hope, this will have songs for each chapter.
This one is called Angels (by Augustana) It mostly represents the choice.
Funny, I started Only Hope with Augustana, and now I'm starting this story with them too xD
It WILL be BxE, by the way.
Anyway, read (:
Prologue
Not too long ago, not too far from here, there was an angel who fell in love with a human. Trading heaven for love, the angel lived on the earth. They married the human, and had one child. For some odd reason, they could only have one. That one child seemed to grow into a regular human, but it also had heavenly qualities about it. Forgiving, gentle, loving, kind, and always standing up for what was right. Nothing else seemed odd, so the angel did not worry.
Eventually the child grew and married, still having only one child. The line continued. However, the gene that carried those heavenly qualities would get lost occasionally, only to reappear soon enough. The gene seemed to vary too. Some children would be more heavenly than others, but none had been more heavenly than Isabella Swan. It was almost as if she was more angel than human. However, she did not know of this. In fact, no one did. The secret had died so many years previous, and the only way to access it was unknown to her family.
So Isabella Swan walked the earth, not knowing that the holy gene made her what she is today. Little did young Isabella know, in a few years that gene would begin to dominate her. For the gene had affected her on the turn of a seventh generation. The holy gene alternated in a cycle that was seven generations long, just like the days of the week. The seventh day, Sunday, was holy, and so was the seventh generation. This was also the seventh time the cycle had approached.
So as seven year old Isabella played with her dolls, she did not know that in ten years, in 2007, the gene would start altering her even further.
She also did not know that it would be one of the most life altering years of her life. For she would come face to face with what her ancestor originally chose: love.
To be continued…
Review? Criticism and suggestions welcome.
Chapters won't be this short, this is just the prologue.