Hi everyone! Okay, so here's my second attempt at a sequel for Full moon. Just so you know, I've made a few minor but major changes to Full moon. Major as in they helped to create this story and Minor as in you probably wouldn't even notice... Unless you really REALLY read it. The changes aren't made until the later chapters in the story.
Which brings me onto the next point.
MUST READ THIS: If you haven't done so already I STRONGLY suggest you read Full moon before reading this. Other wise, characters and references won't make sense.
Anyway, this is short because I wanted the first chapter and the preface to be separate chapters :)
But I hope you enjoy! :D
Preface
One of the worst things any person can be is alone.
Human beings were designed to be strong, to be generous, to be kind, to love and to over populate the earth. Yes, they're capable of many things, but they were not designed to be lonely. Regardless of what they are, whether they're dead or alive, loneliness is everyone's biggest weakness.
A person who is alone can wither away in emotions, they can die of loneliness. The idea of being by themselves can turn people to insanity. It can make people lose themselves. Sometimes they go into a deep depression. The worst part is when you're alone after a loss.
When losing the one you love leaves you with nothing - no family, no friends, nothing. That's the worst.
And that's who I am. I am lonely. I am on my own. I am without the one I love. I lost him. I lost him through fire and love, hate and blood. And guilt, pure, black guilt.
The guilty conscious can make a person do crazy things, some things that will only devour them in further guilt. And I hoped she felt it. Every day I craved for her to scream with guilt, to drown in it - but she wouldn't. She would be proud of what she did, I knew it. And when the time comes, I too will feel no guilt, no shame, only pride and sweet, sweet justice.
Yes, she will pay. That sorry, pathetic little brat of a hybrid will pay.
And I will make sure that she pays with her blood... And maybe a few others too.
I know I need to work discreetly. I need to be clever too. Who says that I must rip through her throat first? Who says I can't play games? Who says I can't make her the weakest she's ever been, the most vulnerable? No one.
Yes... I think she owes me a little fun.
For those of you who have read Full moon, can you guess what big change I made?
Anyway, hope you enjoyed this little preface and just so you know this chapter ISN'T in Renesmee's POV, just in case you were thinking she's gone mad :)
1st chapter will be up VERY soon :) Review! x