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Chapter 1: My Past

Nessie's POV

I was a monster. I was nothing at all but a monster. I caused was the cause of all the pain and suffering that my family experienced all those years ago. It was all my fault. Everything was my fault. Everything was perfect for them before I came into the picture.

They were a wonderful and happy family before. Then my dad met my mom and everything was just perfect, beautiful, and happy.

Then I came along. I was a monster, an abomination that had no right to exist. I shouldn't exist, but how were they supposed to know a human could conceive a vampire's child. There was just no way for them to know because there had never been another child quite like me before.

I was a monster even before I was born. I was unknowingly killing my own mother slowly. I was draining the life out of her. Every time I kicked her I would accidentally bruise her.

Then my family found a way to save both of us. They figured out that what I needed the most was blood. That helped a lot.

Then it was time for my birth. It was the most awful moment of my life. It was horrific; truly and utterly horrific. The placenta had snapped and in my desperation to get out I started to kick. That's when I accidentally killed my own mother. I killed my own mother.

My dad tried to save my mom by injecting her with his venom in numerous parts of her body but it didn't work. At the end of the third day my family buried her and we moved away the next day. We moved halfway across the country to Wisconsin. They wanted to get far away from the memories.

My daddy was the very best daddy that there was. He was much more then I deserved. He loved me and told me that I was his princess. He and the rest of the family also worried about how long I would live because I was aging much to fast. They said my life span would only be 15 years. Oh how I laugh at that now.

Then there was Jacob. He technically wasn't part of the family but he was around so much that I considered him family. He loved me and cared about me as much as daddy did. I knew about the imprint as well.

I knew my family was in a lot of pain over my mom's death. They tried to hide it from me but it didn't always work. I knew it was my fault even if they always told me otherwise.

Then the Volturi found out about me. They came for me. They wanted me dead because they thought I was in immortal child. It didn't matter that my family gathered witnesses to prove them wrong, they wanted me dead. They wanted to start a war.

I watched in horror as the fight began. The last thing I saw was my father getting torn apart by one of them.

I couldn't take it anymore and I ran. Nobody followed me because they were all to preoccupied with the battle to even notice that I was missing.

I ran and ran and ran until I almost collapsed of exhaustion. Then I realized that I had run all the way to the airport. An idea hit me like a ton of bricks. I was going to leave. I wasn't going to be a danger to my family anymore. First I accidentally killed my mother and now my father is dead because of me. I can't continue to cause them more pain.

I looked at all the international flights and snuck onto one that was heading to London.

All of that happened 50 years ago. And not once in 50 years have I ever gone back to America. I just couldn't do it. Instead I've been living here in England this whole time. I've lived all around the country but London is my favorite city in the country. I just moved back here one year ago for the third time.

It just sucked that I had to do high school all over again. Oh well when you're eternally 17 you don't have a lot of options. You see I stopped aging when I was seven years old. By then I looked 17. I wondered what my family would think if they knew. How would they react if they knew I was immortal like them.

I sighed. I guess I'll never know.

So how do you like it so far? Should I do Edward's or Bella's point of view next? Tell me what you think.