Introduction...
EPOV
I had never had a real purpose in life. I was pathetic, weak, and uncontent. I was desperate for my distant fathers aproval, though I never got it. I could've had a new family in death, one with a father who approved of me and a mother as loving as the first, I could've even had siblings. It almost sounds like heaven, but there is no heaven when you're a bloodthirsty demand. I hate what I have become and in a way, I hate my creator, but that is only because it's easier to hate him than myself more than I already do. I hate Esme for the same reason and blame it on the fact she reminds me of the mother I lost and can't remember. I hate Rosalie because she is selfish from what I've seen and in a way she reminds me of myself. I hate Emmett because he's so happy and carefree, nothing can bring him down. In truth I simply envy him. I hate Alice for the same reason and how lonely she must of been in the past. I hate Jasper because he is in constant pain, feels others pain and I am his past pretty much. Though I know I truly only hate myself because no one as good as Carlisle or as loving as Esme could ever deserve hate. I would never harm them in my self loathing state.
I hate humans for their evil minds and petty thoughts, as well as their constant greed. Though I wonder if anyone could be as bad as me. Humans are petty, greedy, evil or mean. It was rare to see one that didn't carry at least one of those traits.
I died and became a demand created to be selfish, greedy, cruel, and untrusting. I feed though it's not always necessary, I kill though I don't have to, I torture because I myself am in pain, and I leave because I am not loyal. No, it was never the burning thirst or pain that made me leave, but the pointlessness of it all and the monsters that deserved to be hunted - as I do now. I got it all figured out.