I have no recent memory from my previous life, and at times I would be so confused on where I came from, who my family was, and how I came to this part of my life. I wish I knew, but my mind is so fogged. The mere mystery on how I came to this place, how I was able to do the things I can do now, baffled my mind. All I know is that I was alone in a alleyway, and I was turned into a vampire by a woman named Wendy.

She told me I was dying from being attacked by human boys my age, so close to being dead but she changed me instead. It was in the 1920's in Atlantic City, New Jersey as she was roaming the East Coast before traveling to Canada. I remember a time where she whisked me away from Atlantic City to the mountains in Canada, explaining who she was and why she saved me. She was vampire, something that scared me to think about since I was then a vampire. But she was so tame, and so beautiful, I had to think at least three times to wrap my new vampire brain around the fact that she was vampire, that I was a vampire, and that she didn't kill me. Why didn't she kill me?

Wendy explained to me that she only fed on the blood of animals, something she learned from another ground of vampires that lived in America. Her close friend, who was also a vampire, was named Carlisle. He didn't want to harm any humans, wanting to help them as a doctor. Wendy picked up on this mannerism and practiced it herself, since she too did not want to harm humans, having such a big heart and a bigger soul. She never seemed like a vampire, and somewhere in the back of my mind I knew vampires were supposed to be bad beings. She later explained most vampires fed on human blood, they were just as strong, if not stronger than we were.

I had no choice but to try and hunt animals and animals alone. That task sounded so simple when one would say it, but to put it to the test was harder and more intense. Throughout the first couple of years as a newborn, I wanted, no craved the human blood as if it was a part of me. But Wendy taught me, nurtured me, and even scolded me once in awhile to go for animals. I too wanted to not harm humans, why would I? They had a life to live, and to take it away in a instant seemed so horrible and unforgiving. I was like to be like Wendy, to have a heart.

After my newborn years, we decided to join a travel through europe, which was during World War II. It was a bad time to be traveling, but non the less we made our way through and saw many sights that were needed to be seen. Wendy told me to be very careful in Europe, because a clan of vampires were in Italy and watched over Europe as if it was in the palm of their hands: The Volturi. They were a very ancient coven of vampires, and they were ones not to be trifled with. Wendy didn't want me to meet them, since they were very powerful and very dark when it came to humanity. I didn't want to meet them either, or any vampires that didn't share the same beliefs as Wendy and myself. But Wendy protested, saying meeting other vampires would open my eyes and have me see different ways of life.

Everything changed when I was crouched low to the ground, looking over a fallen tree trunk at the animal in which I was going to feed upon. The year was 1943 and we were in the German Forests, trying to make sure we stay away from any Nazis that were close by. But I had to feed, since my eyes were so dark and I felt the need to be strong again. Wendy was right next to me, standing up tall to make sure no one was going to see or be disturbed by us.

She had golden brown hair, thick and full that was naturally wavy and came past her shoulders. She was stunning, in my opinion making me look ugly in comparison. She had exquisite cheek bones, full lips, and wide yellow eyes, a beautiful being non the less. She was wearing a red floral dress with black shoes, her hair was pinned back to show her beautiful face as I was wearing a green floral dress with black shoes as well.

I had bronze hair, naturally straight that came down to my shoulder blades and was rather full as well as Wendy's hair. I had a button nose, wide yellow eyes and a little bit of chubbiness in my cheeks. I knew I was pretty, from seeing myself in the mirror plenty of times when we would get dressed and ready to interact with the humans, but I never saw myself as radiant as Wendy. But non the less, humans thought we were mother and daughter, since we were always together.

"Quickly now." Wendy said to me as I waited one more mere second before going in for the kill. I loved hunting, it was a mere joy for me to run as fast I could and not refrain myself since other humans were present. But none were there, it was only me and the deer who ran off as soon as I jumped. I ran after him, dodging trees and rocks in the process as he tried to outrun. In one swipe of my hand, he fell to the floor and I feasted on my meal for the day. Wendy was running right behind me the whole time, and as I fed she kept watch. My throat, which previously was on fire for a lack of blood, was now cooling down. The deer's body was limp as I held it's neck and fed all that I could, hearing something behind me. I looked up, seeing nothing in front of me but staying still. I could tell Wendy was staying still as well, not wanting to move in case we were being watched.

"Wendy?" I asked aloud, my bell tone of a voice ringed in the air. I looked up, wondering if someone was in the trees as well. I heard it again, this time it was closer. I snapped my head behind me and over my shoulder, see Wendy look in the same direction.

"Climb." She said in a low tone. I left the deer carcus and went for the nearest tree, climbing as fast as I could up the trees and hiding myself in the thick pines. Wendy was in another tree about 10 feet away from me, climbing as fast as me as we rest a good height for us to per down. My nails dug into the bark as the thick smell of pine filled me. We both stayed still, hearing nothing but the wind coming through the trees and the small grass on the ground.

"Ich hörte etwas hier Herr,"a human said a bit aways from us. I heard something over here sir. We both looked over and saw it was a German Solider and Captain, both clearly sporting SS symbols on their uniforms. I cringed, but stayed still as they approached the dead deer. The Captain looked at it as if it was another one of his prisoners, his head cocked to the side as the solider was still looking around. He looked up for a brief moment, having me freeze as his gaze went past me and back to the captain.

"Es muss von gewesen ein Bär" The captain replied, getting back up and looking around himself. It must of been a Bear, and I felt a wave of relief going through me. He then walked away, the soldier following him and within seconds they were gone. I wanted to wait a few more seconds until I knew they were gone, only make sure we were not discovered.

Wendy jumped down first, landing on her feet perfectly as she looked in the same direction as the humans. I could tell she was making sure for my sake, and she stayed still for a moment or two.

"That was close." She replied as I jumped down as well. Landing on my feet I stood behind her as I saw the two soldiers walking away. They obviously did not hear us coming out from the trees, which is what we planned all along.

"We need to get into the city and find a place to stay for the night." Wendy said to me as I walked over to stand next to her. I could see she was a bit worried about the two coming back, and I was as well.

"What about the soldiers in the city?" I asked as we started walking west.

"As long as we blend into the crowd, we'll have no problems. I must contact Carlisle Cullen and discuss the both of us meeting him and his family." Wendy explained to me, having me think of Carlisle Cullen. I have never met him, yet from what I was told by Wendy he was a wonderful person, filled with compassion and knowledge.

"Come, let us run." She said to me with a small smile on her lips, and I smiled as well. We broke out into a run, going through the forest and towards the East, where the nearest town was. We had to lay low for the night, wanting to seem like we were humans and nothing more. I enjoyed being around other humans, seeing how they interacted with each other and how they lived their lives.

We made it to the town within minutes, seeing how the town was already worn down by the war from mass rubble everywhere and people walking around scared out of their minds. We skidded to a halt against the forest near the town and Wendy fixed my hair and dress, making sure I looked human. We both could pass as human, making this much easier. She smiled and we both walked into the area as if we already lived there.

I followed behind her closely, only because she knew where she was going and I felt safer with her there. We were greeted by stares of other people, having me think it was because of our intense beauty.

Wendy and I strolled into the nearest hotel and through the lobby, which was holding a few soldiers who were standing at attention. I could tell some of them looked at us once or twice as we approached the front desk. Wendy got us a room with two beds, she knew how to speak German with such fluency, and I was merely learning. As she was talking to the man, I was looking around once or twice, seeing how worn the hotel was looking, just as bad as outside. She then tapped by shoulder and we went up to our room, already making a scene with the other guests who were wondering who we were.

As soon as we got into the room I was looking out the window while Wendy was calling Carlisle Cullen on the phone. I couldn't help but look at the people walking by the hotel, huddled close with their loved ones and seeing the fear on their faces, not to mention death. I never thought of death before, and it seemed so unimportant to me since I was going to live forever, But those people wanted to live, they wanted to survive, to spread their story to their future generations and beyond.

"Emma?" I heard behind me, and I looked to see Wendy placing the phone back on the receiver. She had a nice smile on her face as she looked at me, and I could tell it was good news.

"You contacted Mr. Cullen?" I asked her aloud. She nodded her head and walked over to me. She rang some of her fingers in my hair to sooth me, something I loved.

"We are going to America."