Chapter 1

It was time to move again. This time it was Forks, Washington. Completely covered with rain almost year round. Perfect for us vampires who can't come out during the daytime without causing about 47 traffic accidents. And who wants that.

I am the only vegetarian, as you could so nicely put it, vampire of my kind. I only drink the blood of animals causing my topaz colored eyes. The vampires who drink the blood of animals have red eyes.

Getting back to my move, I have moved at least 250 times in my 1 millennia as a vampire. I know almost all languages known to mankind some unknown and extinct. I have been through high school what feels like thousands of times and I could probably teach the classes better than the teachers themselves but I can never admit that. I have gone to college for my medical, scientific, and many other degrees.

Oh and don't worry I won't drink your blood, I am immune to it. After I was bit and realized what I had become I was repulsed. I would live forever with no one to go through it with. I had visited many vampires none of which who drank animal blood. When I was still repulsed with my kind I didn't drank any blood animals or otherwise. I attempted to kill myself so many times I lost count. Finally, when I was about to give up and go to the Volturi, I came across a herd of deer and being as hungry as I was I attacked without hesitation. I realized there was an alternative to this lifestyle that no one had thought of.

I was looking through my old memories trying to find my favorite back in the early 1600's when I learned my favorite language French in France. It was the best experience of my life going through that beautiful city. The Eiffel Tower at night was lit up so beautifully I would have cried if I could.

That was also the worst experience of my life the first time I realized what I was supposed to do in our world. I am supposed to protect people.

When I was changed I got this scar on my arm from the bite mark. Several times throughout my existence it started to hurt. Then in certain parts of that time when it hurt it would get worse so I would follow the pain. The closer I got to the thing or creature I was supposed to destroy the more that scar hurt eventually after the threat was gone it stopped hurting.

It was then I realized what I had to do, I had to destroy the Volturi. Every time I went to Italy my scar would sting and bring me closer and closer to Volterra. But I knew that if I went into Volterra I would be destroyed and burnt to shreds.

Finally I figured out what to do I had to get enough of my powers to be able to destroy the Volturi. Thus far I have gained about 60 powers all of which have helped me destroy my latest threats. But the last time I had to kill a creature was over 200 years ago and I had let my guard down a bit to settle down.

Now I was looking for atleast one person well vampire who was a vegetarian like me.

BEEP BEEP BEEP!!!

It was time to leave for Forks. Oh joy. Not.

I grabbed my 7 suitcases and loaded them into my Porche. It just barely fit. Then I was off to go into a new town, a new high school, a new life.

My name is Isabella Marie Swan and I am alone.