Rising Sun Preface
Summary: I never had a big imagination, nor will I ever. But when some 'new born army' takes your own family member, you have to think against the oddest things you never thought would come true. The things your ten-year-old mind would make up in order to get away from the world will conflict with the things your seventeen-year-old mind knows.
In my ten-year-old mind I would picture a vampire as a vicious monster with a cape and picture a werewolf as a man who changes into a dog every full moon.
My seventeen-year-old mind wouldn't bother making assumptions because it knows none of that exists.
Well, for once, my mind will get a slap of what the Cullens call 'reality'.
Preface
Many things happen for a reason. Most of these happenings happen to the most innocent people in the world. Why? I have no idea, but at the same time… I'm sort of glad that innocent person was me.
I stood in place waiting for certain death. Giving up my life for someone else wasn't so hard; all you have to do was sit there in place. I'm sure it won't be painful, quick and painless.
Well… I guess I won't be able to find my younger cousin. I'll have to leave that to Edward. He can read my mind so if he can get here in time I'll ask him if I won't be able to talk.
I waited for my killer, who slowly walking up the stairs, singing.
"One, two… I'm coming for you…"