The Cullens before Bella.

After the transformation.

This is the story of Carlisle, Esme, Edward, Rosalie and eventually Alice and Jasper, as i'm going to start before they joined the family. I will continue it up until the cullens meet bella for the first time and maybe onwards from the rest of the cullens PoV :D.

January 17th, 1919.

The scent was overwhelming, it was the first thing I had ever smelt that was even nearly as good as this, as magnificent actually. I could feel the venom drowning my tongue. I could hear the soft fuft as it took another step closer, not knowing that it would be one of it's last steps anywhere. That thought stopped me for a second, just a second then the guilt disapeared again. I edged closer, slowly. It was hard to stop my self from just lunging onto this..this creature. Once upon a time I would have known it as one of my own, now it was an entirly different species. A human. No..two humans? I wasn't sure, there was two sounds, a heart beat and a fluttering sound. I heard a soft pitter patter coming towards me, I could hear his thoughts; No, please Edward, don't ruin this. I lunged, but just centimetres away from its thick, hot artery..and I was lying on the ground. I struggled, fighting with everything I had. I could barely make out what was holding me down. A flash of blonde, and I knew. I stopped snapping my teeth at my leader..my carer..my father, and fell limp.

"Edward! Bene, ora ... Ho intenzione di lasciarti andare, Lascia Che la donna รจ incinta .. Edward, per favore?" (Google Translator?)

I could understand perfectly, the smell. It was gone. I was glad of it. Carlisle had kept me on an unhabited island for the past year, living of deer and elk. But he felt I was ready, ready to deal with the pain that a human brings. And he was ready to carry on with his medical duties back on the mainlands. So far I had handled it, never having been that close to the humans, but a young pregnant woman had unluckily wandered onto our territory and had almost lost her life, it was too dangerous, I was too dangerous. I would never have a life like Carlisle, i never had the patience or the compassion that he did.

I got up quickley and silently, we walked back to our home in silence. Our house was beautiful, a 17th centuary, 3 storey building. On the outside it would have looked like heaven, on the inside was a different matter all together. We had no need for furniture, we had few things. Our sitting room was the only fully decorated room in the entire house, the walls were covered with paintings and drawings from Carlisles life. A beautiful oak table sat in the centre with a lace cover and a clay vase holding 7 lillies. One of the lillies had a small spider crawling up it's stem. Next to the table was a patterened fabric armchair and a brown couch that seated three, this room was for entertainment purposes only, should any of Carlisles collegues drop by. I didnt care for any of these simple things, my new infatuation was with the wooden instrument in the corner of the room, next to the painting of Carlisles childhood town of London in England.

When we moved into this house, there was a small piano, but it was out of tune and had middle-C and F-sharp missing. We invested in a new one, state of the art, and I become obsessed. I had this new ability to learn everything and forget nothing, perfect for a pianist. In only three weeks I could write my own music, play my own music, play others music and even critise composers such as Ludwig van Beethoven for stupid mistakes they made and alter their pieces to sound perfect. It kept me calm. This way I could feel human. I mean, don't humans play instruments, don't they compose?

I began a new piece, it had a darkness about it, I realised I was expressing my feelings about today. I stopped and thought about when I was a human, my mother, Elisabeth and my father, Edward senior. I tried to remember as far back as I could, I very faded memory of christmas, in my eight year. Remembering it was like watching a film. It had dark parts thats I couldn't remember and it was faded, and in silence. Not like real life. It was a happy day, then I remembered, thinking of films..I had only just seen my first film at a cinema weeks before my"death", The Adams Theater. It was amazing, my parents took me to it's opening for my 17th birthday. My music suddenly became cheerier as I remembered the story.

"Edward, you have a gift".

"Thank you..Father".

"I have to go into the hospital for the night, theres been a bad fire just north of here. I will be back in the morning before sunrise, and we can hunt".

"I'm sure I can keep myself occupied".

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January 18th, 1919

A beautiful melody, a wonderful sound. It weaved through my head, through the utter silence that was this house and its surrounding forest. For hours I enjoyed the soft sound of my fingers brushing the ivory keys, the soft music that came from within this instrument of all instruments.

Edward..run..

Carlisles voice rang through my head.

GO, NOW!

I could sense his frustration, his anxiety. So I ran. As far as I could from the house, yet as far from humans aswell, I reached a beach, giant cliffs surrounded it. I climbed to the top of the highest in a matter of seconds and curled up into a ball, holding my breath, the last thing I smelled was the amazing, infact, better than amazing smell of warm, fresh blood. And I wasn't going back to that any time soon.

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Soooo guys, what'ya think? :D :) quite boring right now, i know :L. I can't wait till Emmett comes into it man :L and jake 8) next chapter's a goody :L A new character? ;D maybe more than one :O!

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