DISCLAIMER: Guess what?! Stephenie Meyer sold me the rights to Twilight! And guess what else? Pigs can fly!
Papa Cullen
EPOV
Prologue
Year- 1917
"And now, the man you all have been waiting for, Edward Mason!" the crowd cheered and I pumped myself up.
Time for my big match. I bounced onto the platform. I had so much going for me. I was young and a famous professional boxer. My opponent stood in the corner of the ring.
"Ready?" the announcer asked. We both nodded and the bell rang. We got closer and he swung. I ducked and went for a gut shot. He doubled over in pain. It continued on for another two rounds before I finally knocked him out.
"And the winner is… Edward Mason!" the crowd went wild. I smiled graciously and stepped down. My mother and father were waiting for me.
"Congratulations baby!" my mother cried. I inherited her reddish hair and her emerald green eyes.
"Good job son." My father beamed and slapped my back. I wiped my forehead. "Thank you." A young boy came bounding up to me.
"Hey Mr. Mason! Mr. Mason! That was one great fight!" he yelled. His blonde hair bounced as he jogged up to me. "Thank you." I grinned at my young admirer.
"My name is Johnny. Hey, do ya think I could get a picture with you? It'd mean a lot to me!" I couldn't say no to the little boy. He must have been about nine maybe ten years of age.
"Sure son." And I knelt to his height. "Excuse me miss? Could you please take the picture?" he was bursting with enthusiasm as he handed my mother the camera. She chuckled and snapped the photograph.
"Thank you kindly!" he smiled and ran off.
"What a sweet boy." I shook my head and went my dressing room.
A/N Well my mom actually came up with the idea… but I got very intrigued by the thought! So here it is! By the way, this is before his transformation… about three months before. Remember the little boy… He comes in handy. wink wink Some other stories to check out…
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