A/N: I have been dreaming up this story for sometime now but had needed to do some major research to get it right. What will happen to the immortals when the end of the world strikes? Here is just a short preface, please let me know if you like the idea.
preface
Humans were always so weak, so breakable, and yet so dense to all the threats that lived right underneath their nose. There was a whole other mystical world hiding out there, werewolves, witches, monsters, demons, and worst of all me, a soulless thirsty vampire. Any one of these destitute creatures would have been more then happy to end any human life they ever came in contact with. The only hope a human had was to would remain clueless, and be lucky enough not to cross paths with the real life versions of their diluated nightmares. Bella Swan had never been lucky.
I should of known better then to allow her into the other side of this world, but I was selfishly in love. Yet, as my love for her grew, so did my resolve and desire to protect her. In the end, I made the only choice that I thought would ever give Bella a chance of a safe, normal, happy human existence; I left her. I attempted to take her back out of this world in order to protect her. But there was something I had never counted on, and that was human's own destructive tendencies. Leave it to the humans to evolve into more of a threat to themselves then any one of us monsters put together. I should of seen this coming, and now I may not have enough time to get back to Bella before it is too late. And, even if I do make it to her, well then what?