Author's Note: Hi everyone
Author's Note: Hi everyone!! Okay, before I begin, I just want everyone to know that I'm new to the world of Twilight fanfictioning. I've lost inspiration for other stories of my at-the-time obsession. I really hope to actually manage to finish this one, but I will only do so if you guys like it! Please note that this story will be, obviously, twisted off the books, but won't be exactly precise. Forgive me if I don't get everything exactly right from the books. THIS IS BEFORE TWILIGHT, so they haven't met… yet...
Disclaimer: So I hope that if there's another story out there that is similar to my plot line that I had NO INTENTION of stealing their idea. Oh, and Stephenie Meyer owns all these beautiful and wonderful characters (except for ones you don't recognize. Those I just randomly came up with).
Prologue
There is a secret I've held in my heart for the past few decades. No one knew, not even Alice. Or Carlisle.
1929 was the year it happened. I was preying on the typical bourgeoisie. This select individual was obsessed with adultery and couldn't keep his filthy claws to himself. With an overwhelmingly dressed whore by his side, I approached him in one of the many dark alleys of New York City, hungry for the blood pulsating in his veins.
However, as they stopped to perform their dirty deed when they felt they were safe, I discovered an advertisement on the street of a wealthy family in need of servants. I took one last glance at the pig who called himself Mr. Williams and decided I wasn't as thirsty as I thought. I would've had to kill the woman as well if I had decided to follow through with my hunt. It wasn't worth it.
I snuck away from the scene quietly, reveling in the idea of a household full of boisterous rich people who couldn't bother to fulfill household chores without the help of a desperate worker in need of employment. I decided to play the part of a poor worker. Perhaps I could convince the household that they weren't deserving of their fortune and turn them into proper civilians who care about donating to the poor. If not, I could stay with them long enough to trust me, then suck them dry and donate the money myself.
However, I never expected to fall in love.
It is now 2005. The new millennium has come and gone: my siblings have found their significant others and I still have not met anyone to match the beauty and the scent of my one true love:
Isabella Swan.
A/N: Okay, I know he seems out of character, but does anyone really know what Edward was like when he left and went on his own? I'm thinking Stephenie knows, but I don't. This is my interpretation of it and I hope you like it! I know some people are probably confused: why was Bella in the late 1920's? You'll see…I'm working on the first chapter as I type this, so please review and tell me if you liked it (or not…)!!