Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of its characters, unfortunately.
Before the Dawn
Prologue
It was unmistakable, the feeling the fire arose in me. All I wanted to do was hide, but I couldn't move. The fire was entrancing, in a sickly way that made me want to collapse and throw up.
I heard the muffled calls of Mike and Tyler somewhere in the distance, but I couldn't run. I was stricken by the sound of quiet sobs coming from somewhere within the burning house.
"Shit," I heard myself gasp and without thinking I rushed forward into the flames.
"Edward!"
I ignored Mike and pushed through the waves of heat that pressed in on me, thick smoke filled my lungs. I pulled my shirt over my nose.
"Hello?" I called out.
"Over here!" Someone called their voice thick with fear.
"I'm coming, keep talking."
"You're close, I can see you, son," said the voice.
Finally I saw him, an old man with dark eyes and russet skin caught beneath a large plank of wood. I ran to him, ignoring the flames that brushed the skin of my arms.
"I'm here, keep talking, please."
When cool liquid touched my hand I realized that I was crying, and that the air that filled my lungs was taken in by large gasps as I fought to control myself. My emotions were threatening to overtake me.
"My name is Billy Black, and you're a good boy."
