PROLOGUE
Our story begins in the year 1918. A simple boy called Edward Mason was wandering the streets of his home town at night. Little did he realise that he was being watched. This wasn't the first night a man had been watching him. For some time he had been watched by a vampire. This vampire had been watching Edward for months now. What he wanted in this world was a son, and Edward was the perfect boy. He looked beautiful with wavy black hair, and a handsome face. He had a wonderful nature, and looked after his mother, who was dying. This vampire could not wait any longer; he had to make this boy his son.
As Edward walked through the streets on his way home, he headed towards a dark alleyway. Not knowing what lay in store for him there, he ventured on without hesitation. Halfway through he realised his path was blocked, he was unconcerned however, thinking he could easily ask the figure to let him pass. He walked closer and closer, and realised this figure was not moving. Perhaps they hadn't seen him? When Edward got within two feet of this figure, he caught sight of his face. The man had a hungered stare, and very long canine teeth. Edward did not like the look of this man, but it was too late to escape.
After turning Edward, the vampire gave him his surname. Edward Mason became Edward Cullen. The vampire, Carlisle, taught Edward everything he needed to know about being a vampire. He also showed Edward his take on being a vampire. He showed him that he got by without killing humans, choosing instead to kill animals. He preferred fast animals, to double the pleasure from the hunt. He treated Edward like a son, and explained why he did what he did. But Edward resented him. He hated him for taking him away from his life, to have his own son, and he hated the fact that Carlisle was adamant that killing humans was wrong. He could feel the need burning inside him; he wanted to know what it felt like. But he kept by Carlisle's rules until he knew enough.
Once Edward knew a sufficient amount to live his own life, if you could call it living, he killed Carlisle. He tricked him, and took him out for a midnight stroll. Under the impression that Edward wanted to show how advanced he had become when it came to hunting, Carlisle obliged. Once out in the night Edward trapped him. He put stakes in his legs and wrists, trapping him against a tree in a deserted forest on the edge, and left him there. When the sun came up the next day, he burnt to a crisp leaving no evidence. Vampires can endure a couple of hours of sunlight, depending on how old they were. But Carlisle was left there all day. No vampire can endure that much, no matter how old they were. That night, Edward checked the place he had left Carlisle and found that he was gone. Now he could live freely; the way he wanted. He could do what he want, kill who he wanted. But he kept his new surname. He didn't want to be connected to his human life.