Prologue

I knew I would die someday, that was inevitable. But who knew I'd be the living dead? Who knew one day I'd be a mythical creature? Who knew one day I'd have skin cold as ice and skin hard as granite, gold eyes that faded to black day by day? Who knew one day I'd be a vampire?

As if being a vampire wasn't strange enough, I had to be strange among the strange. I could read people's thoughts and I was a "vegetarian". This of course, was my choice; I chose to follow in my father's steps after my new birth. I could not deal with the consequences of stealing a human's life simply for my needs, and my lust for blood.

Of course to gain this knowledge, I had to obtain the experience. Let me explain to you the story of my new life up until this very moment.

-Edward Cullen