Welcome one and all to my Twilight FanFic. Say what you might, Twilight is not just for girls. I know, a guy who likes Twilight isn't the most common thing in the world, but Emily got me started on it, so I figured, what the 'ell, let's give it a go.

Anyway, what if Edward had gone to the human killing right before he met Bella? What strains would this add to their relationship, and will he be able to fight off killing her?

Chapter 1: Death to the Killer

Edward POV

I walked silently down the streets of Phoenix. It was a quiet night, no one had tipped me off to unsatisfying motives yet. Maybe I wouldn't be feeding tonight after all...

That girl will be mine.

I froze in the center of the sidewalk. There was a fierce nature to that thought. I would have a feast then. I tried to tune out the other thoughts as I focused on the cruel voice. Where had he gone…?

How best to get her into the alley…Flirt? Offer a ride? Force? So many options…why don't we start with the smooth talking? I'm always good at that after all and then-

I blocked out the image in his mind. I did not need to see what he intended to do to the poor girl. She had done nothing wrong. I picked up my pace until I could see the man farther down the street. It was a dangerous part of Phoenix, but I had nothing to fear from all these humans.

"Hey sweet thing" I heard the gruff voice of a man. He was just as horrid looking as I would imagine. His coat was worn, his jeans ripped. When he smiled he was missing teeth. "What yah doin' in this part of town?"

The girl shifted, putting more distance between her and the stranger. She had dark brown hair and simple clothing. Not one of the preps from the nearest high school then.

"I'm heading home" The girl said slowly. I slowed my pace as a new scent entered my nose. I could smell the rot and alcohol in the man's system, but there was something else hanging in the air…

It was like the most beautiful floral scent you could imagine, but much, much more intense. It is difficult to put to words what the girl's scent was like, but it would be like heroin. My own personal brand of it. I tried to focus as I walked towards the pair. But the girl...I wanted her so badly.

The drunk grabbed the girl's arm. "Come on, let me show you around a bit" He tried

"Let go" She said, trying to yank free.

I shot forward, grabbing the man's hand and pulling it away form the brunette's arm. "The lady told you to let go, you had best do as she says" My voice was harsh as I glared. This close, the scent was almost impossible to resist.

Who the 'ell is this guy? The drunkard thought. Ug, I must have gone for his girlfriend. Can't get any unprotected ones these days. "Alright," The man said, holding up his free hand. "Alright, I'll be going now" I released his hand and the drunk stumbled back down the alley from which he came. I turned to the girl in order to focus on her thoughts.

But there was nothing. How did that work? I tried again, frowning a little. There were no thoughts coming from the beautiful girl. I took another breath. She was staring at me, with her dark chocolate eyes, and her smell was just amazing... "Hello, I'm Edward" I said, holding out my hand. I felt compelled towards this girl whose thoughts I couldn't read, and who must be my singer.

"Hi" The girl said, brushing hair out of her face. "I'm Bella"

Well, that ought to get someone interested. Come on, don't you just love the idea of Edward swooning over Bella one minute, and then taking a bite out of some random drunk the next?

See you next chapter!

- Nick