Hello everyone! This is my first ever fanfic, although I have been reading it for ages. Please review and tell me what you think!

PS. I don't own Twilight. I wish I did.

17th November 1666

Carlisle POV

As I rinsed my trembling hands in the basin of water, I mulled over the plan for tonight. I and the group were to venture to the opening joining the sewage to the River Thames. I was pretty sure there was a group of some sort of creatures hiding out there, and I was also pretty sure that they were to blame for the increasing deadly and indiscriminate attacks on Londoners since the end of the plague and Great fire. Whilst I didn't relish killing, I did relish the idea of helping to end the constant tragedy that seemed to follow the city.

Vampires. That was what they called them. Just like the myths my Father would tell me on Sunday afternoons, after church, when I was a boy. But now, approaching my twenty fourth birthday, the myth had seemingly become a terrifying reality.

I tightened the buckles on my shoes and stepped out of my house, the unmistakeable feeling of fear in my stomach. The group was waiting for me, flame torches and homemade weaponry held high in the air.

"Ready to rid our city of these murderous parasites eh, Carlisle?" called my dearest friend Humphrey. We believed his wife had been killed by the monsters, ending a most terrible year for him, in which he lost both his two children and mother to the Plague. I was ready. I would do it for him, if not for my Father.

"To the sewers!" I yelled with a fake mask of confidence covering my face. The party cheered and followed my lead. It was past midnight and pitch black, only our torches lit the way. Soon enough, we were there. The brave masquerade had completely disappeared, the terror could be felt from every single one of the party. I tried to keep my cool, calculating some sort of plan.

"What now, C?"

What now, indeed.

"I'll go in..." I suggested, half-heartedly. I said a quick prayer, asking God to help bring me to heaven if I was killed. Then, some outside power moved my left foot closer into the cave. And then it all happened...

As soon as I took my second step, I heard an ear shattering roar.

"RUN!" I stumbled away as fast as I could, hearing the creature running after me, looking ahead to the chaotic yells and running of my friends. That is, until I felt the most terrible pain I ever had in my left arm. It felt like my arm was on fire, and I knew I was going to die. Then suddenly, the creature twitched and ran away. Amongst the burning, I noticed Humphrey standing bravely with blood pouring from his wrist, a small knife in his other hand. The creature pounced on him as I realised- he had done this for me. He had sacrificed himself for his friend. As the burning raged on, I realised what was happening. I was turning into one of them. Humphrey's sacrifice had been in vain. I was transforming into a disgusting, murderous, evil...vampire. I thought about what my Father would do to me if he ever found me- that was if I didn't kill him first. I ran as fast as my legs could take me and all the while my pain worsened. I eventually found myself in a potato cellar and decided to hide until the ferocious pain ever stopped.

So that was the first chapter of my first published fanfic! I hope you enjoyed it! Please review whether you liked it or not! Thanks!