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."