A/N: alright, so I've decided to make a sequel, rather than a really long story. It seems more coherent that way, anyways. I'll try to keep up with this story, though i'm making no promises.
Disclaimer: I don't own twilight. If i did, i'd be famous. And alas, i'm not. -sad me-
Ghosts
Prologue
Life was getting progressively better for me—until the day came when the need for me to risk my life—again—arose, and I found myself racing to save what was left of my life, the only one left in my life.
It was strange, really, running as fast as I was. I had never really come used to it. Especially since the diamond skin didn't come with my abilities. But it seemed that the price I had to pay was greater than hers.
I couldn't protect myself from all of Italy.
So, it seemed that not only was I running to save my love, but I was also running away, because if they found out what I was... then everyone was doomed.
Because my coven was the second largest in the world, the most dangerous threat. And if it was possible, then it would be taken out.
And I had so many secrets to keep—none of them my own. So many people to protect.
It takes a great amount of power and a greater amount of corruption to be as twisted as to create an army of ghosts—but we both knew that was how it would turn out, if they found me.
So I ran.
A/N: what brought Edward to these horrible circumstances? An army of ghosts?! gasp! stay tuned for more