A/N: I do not own Alice, Bella, or any of Stephanie Meyer's creations... Izzy is my own character created in the depths of my mind. Gothic Sanctuary is a song by Nightwish, a very kick-ass band. You should listen to them. All chapter titles are titles of the band Nightwish's songs. Again, listen to them.
Prolouge:
If there was ever a thought to have, it was how human a vampire truly was. They say that vampires are perfect hunters, and humans are their perfect prey. There was simply nothing more satisfying that tracking down a human, making sure they didn't scream, playing with their very soul's regrets. It was always more fun to make them want you first. To make them beg for that first bite, when it is ecstasy for both hunter and hunted. But what happens when a vampire falls for its prey, when there is that weakness at heart, if a vampire could be said to have one? Would that make a vampire human? And if a vampire is simply a human with a disease, could it be possible to have a schizophrenic vampire?
I like to think of myself as a human with some sort of parasitic disorder, but the likelihood of that is minimal. As it is, I am a parasite for all uses of the word. I drink the blood of living creatures to sustain my life, if you could call it that. I barely know who I am, besides that I'm a vampire named Izzy.
Most would wonder how to become a vampire. I've always wondered who would want to be one. The cons outweigh the pros. Living long past all your loved ones, having to kill to sustain your life, living in fear of being discovered for whom you are, having to be careful on how hard you touch something. Somehow, living forever and never sleeping seems to be little comfort. Sparkling in the sun is a relief. (I thought I would burn at first.)
I've only been a vampire for about ten years, although my body only screams sexy seventeen. I've kept a lot of secrets from my new family, even my beloved Alice. But, in my lifetime, the children of the night are the ones who bring the most light, and the best guarded secrets.