Okay guys this is a little different than what I normally write and I'm using as a writing exercise so please don't get angry with me.

Edward POV

"Make it stop, Make it stop" I screamed at full volume but no matter what I it didn't calm the fire. Now I didn't know how long I had been burning but the fire had been raging for what seemed like an eternity, but at the rate it was going I would be burning for a while still. Something cold touched my burning hand but the person didn't complain of burning. The 'presence' as I'll call it was around me a lot but left occasionally. I knew when it was there because I could sense the eyes and I always heard him speaking but some things were weird to speak out loud. He was right next to me at the moment. "Kill Me! Kill Me Please" I begged with every inch of my soul. I would take Hell one-hundred times over this.

"I already have" He spoke softly in a voice that showed no pain, torture, or suffering, I hated that he wasn't suffering. The voice was beautiful which made me think of an angel but it was deeper so I knew it was a man, the amount of sympathy he showed made me think it was the devil come to greet me. The fire began to smolder and cool around my hands and feet, as it intensified at my heart. The angel walked away because the whole 'being watched' feeling went away. "I hope he survives I couldn't take it if I got the dosage wrong, and killed another. I mean, I didn't want to cut him as deeply as I did but the way Hazel got through half of the transformation and her heart quit early almost killed me." What does he mean dosage, and who's Hazel, these questions surged my head for a bit but eventually went back to the raging fire scorching, and charring my heart. "When he wakes up if he does, I hope he doesn't react badly I couldn't fight him. With the newborn strength and speed, plus I only have half the true power because I'm 'vegetarian'" he chuckled which was a little calming but still starting to irritate me because I was still burning in my own personal hell. The pain was starting to dull more and more but I was frightened more than anything else, as I opened my eyes, to see myself dead because of Spanish Influenza with my mother and father, but unlike them I wasn't pure so they would be in heaven watching me burn forever. I slowly opened my eyes to be blinded by a dozen bright white lights on a polished ceiling. I allowed my eyes to adjust and looked closer; the ceiling was polished copper slightly green with age. It was very nice in color but I could see every nick, chip, scratch, and hammer mark on it. Then my eyes traveled to the wall which was a clean white plaster but it was perfect no shadows to imperfections just the slight grainy texture. The floor was a pale wood with a thick and dark grain, maybe oak. I sat up and saw every particle, every piece of dust in the air move around me making me a bit claustrophobic. The small window let in a small amount of light but allowed me to look out into the open space outside. I saw plain white clouds on the miraculous sky that was purpler than I remember. Then I decided I could stand the fire almost completely gone from my body only remaining as a dull burn in the back of my throat. I jumped off the table I had been laying on noticing the perfectly smooth texture of the tabletop and the dark cherry finish of it. I never felt my feet hit the floor but I heard and ear shattering crack and looked down to see my feet go through the floor's two inch thick floor boards that shattered and splintered around my ankles. "I believe he is finally awake" I heard the angel's voice as well as slight footfalls that got louder and louder. "Well, well Edward" There was a pale, blonde, man about twenty years old who had piercing gold eyes and dark circles underneath them that looked like he hadn't slept in days. How did he know my name I had never seen him before in my life. He began to walk closer and my mind went crazy. 'Run away, get out of here' was going through my head, but I crouched down which was not one of my normal actions. "Great" the man said but his lips didn't move. He continued to move closer and I did something I never expected I growled, I mean a deep growl from the bottom of my chest. "Edward" He walked closer so I backed up, he moved faster and I continued to back up until I felt the wall behind me. "Relax," Why was he talking to me I didn't even know him and how did he know my name.

"Who are you?" I asked quickly but my voice sounded off it was less rough and more musical like his.

"I'm Carlisle Cullen," He walked closer and I stood up a little.

"Why am I here?"

"You were dying of Spanish Influenza, so I brought you here and changed you"

"Changed me into what?" I was confused.

"Oh, nothing special just a creature of the night, and a monster, like me" His lips didn't move again.

"What did you do to me?" I screamed.

"Edward, you are now a vampire as am I" He paused and I sank to the floor. "I have walked the earth for about three centuries, and have learned to survive without killing."

"So I have to drink blood now?" I asked still in shock.

"Yes," he whispered "he is very calm for a newborn, maybe he is still in control of his mind." He didn't move his lips again.

"What did you say?" I asked wanting answers.

"That, yes you will have to drink blood."

"No, after that" I paused looking at his face "You said that I was calm for a newborn and I still could control my mind" His face dropped and his eyes glazed over.

"Is that possible, I don't know, I guess it is, maybe."

"Stop doing that" I asked annoyed.

"Doing what?" He asked

"Talking without moving your lips" I responded, he should know what I'm talking about he was doing it.

"Edward I'm not talking, I'm thinking." He stopped moving his lips. "Edward, do you hear me" I nodded and looked at him like of course. "Well I am thinking right now not speaking so you can read minds, amazing"

"Carlisle can you read minds?" I asked because if all vampires could read minds why was he so shocked.

"No, only certain vampires have 'special' powers" he stopped talking again. "Now we all have our strength, speed, increased eyes sight, increased smell, and hearing, along with the venom but only some have 'special' powers." I was shocked again I was special; I mean I was always able to read people well but this was ridiculous.

"Carlisle my throat hurts" I spoke softly.

"Yes, because vampires throats burn and when they are thirsty they burn more intensely and hotter." Okay so I am just going to get used to this. "Edward would you like to look at yourself?" That's a weird question but I was scared because I thought about the burning and believed my body to look like a pile of charcoal.

"I guess" I responded getting up.

"Edward slow down, we have speed but we need to look human and going that fast isn't human." He looked at me sternly and I agreed with his thought freaking people out would be bad. I slowed down a bit. "Better" and a bit more "good" Carlisle smiled and we walked to a bedroom with a full length mirror with rod iron framing and flowers. I looked at my self and I looked different. I had thicker hair but it was the same color just more concentrated on the bronze color, my skin was always pale but now I was ghostly, and my eyes that were my favorite feature weren't their green color they were a bright blood red with black shadows under them.

"Carlisle, why am I so different." I asked shocked and staring at my eyes that looked very demonic to me.

"Well vampires have red eyes when they have human blood in their system and since you are so new you still have your blood in your system, the red will fade to black as you get more thirsty. I'm a 'vegetarian' vampire and only drink animal blood so my eyes are gold but fade to black when I am thirsty." He explained in thought form.

"So do I have to drink human blood and kill" I didn't want to be a monster but looking at myself I thought I was forever going to be one.

"No, actually I would love it if you joined me and you could be a vegetarian like me" he smiled and I relaxed.

"Thank you Carlisle"

Okay that the first chapter, now everything is going to be in Edward POV. I hope you like it and keep reading. I would also love reviews, even if you hate it, love it, or somewhere in-between. Love ZANDER