Prologue
I can't remember a thing about my childhood-my mother, where we lived, or anything. Until this moment sitting here in the hospital watching my father wither away. All I know is that we were driving down the road in our car, that car that we spent most of my life in moving from place to place never staying more than a few months in any one place, sometimes even shorter. I never got any answers to my questions about this constant obsession with moving but something about it always made me wonder what my father was trying so hard to protect me from. But as he lies before me dying I knew that this would be the day I would finally leave the truth.
All I did was stare at him as he whispered hoarsely to me, "Remember all I have taught you Bella, many changes are coming."
With tears streaming down my face I had to draw in a deep breath before I could answer him, "I am not a child now; I don't need to be protected anymore."
As he took his last breath in this world his final words shocked me to the core..."Bella no this is to protect the world from you."