A/N: This was a story I thought up about half way through Til We Meet Again. I actually liked it quite well, and would have been a new step for me, being as it was not really a romance fic. It was to end when Edward first laid eyes on Bella, involving my own twists on the major aspects of Edward's life, showing why Edward is the way he is. I hope you enjoy this small look into the deceased tale of Edward's past.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters mentioned in this story, except for the stable boy, but I doubt that really counts.

Category: Books: Twilight

Genre: General/Tragedy/Drama/Angst/Adventure

Rating: PG-13

Summary: The story of how Edward entered into the secret and legendary world of vampires.

Edward's Story
by: Dark Huntress
Prologue

On June 20, 1901, Elizabeth Mason gave birth to her first and only child, Edward Anthony, named after his father. He grew up in a loving environment, easy going, and completely normal, unaware of the life he would lead in future years. Unknown to him he would fall in love with a girl that was close to ninety years younger than himself. And unknown to him, he would loose his family and everything he knew before his eighteenth birthday.

But naturally, at a young age, I had no knowledge of this, and lived a life as normal as I possibly could. We were fairly well off, my father being a well respected lawyer. I was their pride and joy, the only child they would ever raise.

My mother was unable to give birth after me, the complications of her first labor almost costing her her life. But we were satisfied, we were small for the time era, but we were whole.

I had no knowledge of the trials I would be forced to go through, nor the horrors that I was raised to believe were nothing more than simple nightmares. When the influenza hit, it destroyed my life, taking away all those I loved in a blink of an eye.

My father was the first to pass away, he fell into a coma and within a week had died. He left my mother and I without any source of income, living off of what wealth we still had. Neither of us worked, the fear of catching the disease out weighing our hunger. But no matter our efforts, we, too, soon fell victim.

Mother came down with it first, I knew instantly that she was sick, she woke up one morning, and that sparkle in her eye was gone. She was sluggish, and seemed so very distant, by that evening she had collapsed and was unable to continue. I took her to the hospital for all those that had contracted the epidemic, but I never left.

The same day, I had fell ill as well, and fell prey to weakness faster than my mother had. For a long time it was believed that she would out live her son by several weeks. It was then that I meant Carlisle, the man that changed my life forever.

My mother begged for my life, praying to God and to the doctor himself, for some strange reason, she seemed to know that he could help when others could not. And so he helped me.

Carlisle took me away, and turned me into what I am today.

Carlisle changed me into something that I only thought were make believe monsters. Carlisle changed me into the legendary vampire.

My name is Edward Anthony Mason, I'm a vampire, and I despise my existence.