Note: This was originally a sequel to my other fanfic, where a different character (whom I created) was telling the story. That one was my version of Midnight Sun and it's sort of a companion piece to the Twilight series. I haven't worked on that sequel for months.

But I figured, what if this (the scenario of the sequel) happened mainly to the original characters of the books? And so, I took away my characters and stuck to the primary ones. I'll just try this out and if it sucks, I probably won't continue it.

*Disclaimer: All belong to Stephenie Meyer, except my daydreaming. =)

Feedback please. (=

First Entry

November 12, 3003 (Dawn)

I know you're out there --- out here. And you're exactly the reason why I'm writing this memoir. Ever since the day of destruction, just hours following the awakening of the millennium and the celebration for the new era, many has happened. Just when everyone that's left thought that you people had been extinct, that's when I became doubtful, though I am filled with hope that you are alive.

My name is Isabella Cullen and I am a vampire.

Unreal as it may seem, but that is the very truth. And not only thousands of us have survived the apocalypse but there are other paranormal beings that still live. We are the only ones who stand today, as far as everyone believes.

Every single Supernatural thought that humans are completely eradicated from this world we once shared. Including me. Though now I question that "fact," for I have a feeling that someday someone will read this and those who have survived the End of Humanity will want to know how that single day affected the world.

I am not a fraud. Though it is your choice whether or not you believe me. But consider this: how did this notebook end up in your hands and not within the ruins under the frozen ice? I do not know when you have found this but my purpose is certainly not hazardous. I want you to know what Earth became and how the New World for creatures like us had finally awoken from our secrecy. Us, Immortals, have been living throughout your previous surroundings and have kept our secret for centuries. We were not entirely afraid of humans, but you would surely be horrified of us. That is why our kind has not been revealed.

But now, I am revealing it to you. And after you unveil this truth to the others who've survived, keep this proof of what really happened to our new Earth. Read the next pages I'll be writing about the world you've never seen --- A world where only the Undead lives in. And as you read this to the others and possibly the new generation of born humans, remember that some of us might still exist, hiding, once again, in the shadows.