Author's Note: Hello! I'm somewhat new to this fanfiction, and after reading the books Fallen and Hush, Hush, the concept of fallen angels has intrigued me. Loosely based on the two, here's my Twilight version.

The chapters WILL be longer, but this is just a short prologue.

Summary: AU. She fell for him -literally. Kicked out of heaven, stripped of her wings, Bella Swan finds herself on Earth. Who is to blame? Her stupid self for wanting something she can't have -Edward Cullen.

Prologue

1918 - Chicago, Illinois

For as long as I can remember, I've been a guardian angel. From my existence, I believe this is what I've always been crafted to be. I don't know how I came into this position, but I'm thankful nonetheless, it's a relief being safe up here. Down on Earth, there's so much pain, suffering, and people praying for miracles that only my superiors could grant. But, it burdened me, knowing the women I was suppose to be guarding, she was dying of the Spanish Influenza. But, as close as she was to dying, she didn't even think of her own pain.

I was Elizabeth Mason's guardian angel. I've guarded her, and her whole female lineage for as long as I could remember. But, there's limitations as to what I can do. I can't fight for her and keep her alive if she's barely living. I can heal her injuries with time, I could nudge her towards her soul mate -oh, and I have, she is happily married to Edward Masen, SR. I could pass her prayers on to my superiors, I could make sure she'll live through child birth. But, I can't save her. No, not when it's too late.

She closed her eyes and tried to will all her son's pain on herself. She screamed at how horrible it was, no one deserved this fate. I knew I couldn't do anything for her though. She knew she didn't have much time left, but she didn't want Edward to suffer too much. Elizabeth died that night, and left behind her seventeen year old son, Edward Masen JR. Oh the boy was beautiful, and as his mother's guardian angel, I saw and lived the pain she felt -having to leave him behind, knowing he'd die soon. She begged for the doctors to save him. She poured all her love into that boy, and she couldn't want him to die, not like this. And, I knew he would be saved.

I watched him as he grew up, as was fit because I was suppose to be guarding his mother, and he was in her presence hours of the day. He changed from a young babe into a rather handsome young adult. Elizabeth didn't deserve this suffering, but I knew in her heart, she didn't want this boy to suffer either, and her love for him made me feel as well. Well, as close to feeling as humanly possible, since we didn't have emotions. We were content.

He wasn't mine to guard. But, Dr. Carlisle Cullen had a secret, one that cheated the cycle of being born, living, and dying. He was a vampire, and he could make Edward into one too if he wished to. And, with some nudging from dear Elizabeth Mason, I knew he would. In the midst of the influenza, he stole Edward away, and bit him. Carlisle knew when to stop, working as a doctor allowed him more self control as your average vampire. He wanted to give back, not take away. He stopped, and he waited for Edward to awaken.

I know I'm not suppose to watch, but I had no one else to guard because Elizabeth didn't have a daughter, nor did Edward marry. I was jobless, and that alone evoked a small sense of freedom. Freedom to choose to guard him, since the female lineage was my assignment. Silently, I pleaded that I may watch over him. I felt my wings flutter as I watched beautiful Edward get a second chance at "life." Since technically, he wouldn't be living.

As he awoke, he wasn't too happy. But, he was so much more beautiful than his human form if that was even possible.

The days passed, then weeks, months as I watched him. My superiors knew what I was thinking, and they saw that I was intrigued, curious. They saw that I wanted to guard him because there were no more females in his family line. No words had to be spoken, I knew they approved. Had they not, I would have been placed elsewhere.

But, there were conditions to being his guardian angel. The same conditions there were every time I guarded someone. As an angel, I couldn't commit any of the seven deadly sins: gluttony, sloth, envy, pride, greed, anger, and lust. Any sinning would result in being expelled from heaven. Supposedly, you are expelled forever. But, myth has it, if you're expelled, you're placed on Earth, to be judged like any other human being.

The more I watched Edward, the more I admired him. I longed to see him face-to-face, and to communicate with him. May they be civil conversations or drabbles about absolutely nothing. I shouldn't have wanted any of it though. I was perfectly content to live up here in heaven, in God's kingdom. I knew of other angels who sinned, and they were cast down to Earth. No one ever heard of them again. But, now that I think about it, being cast to Earth, you'd appear as human and live and die as all of them, right? It couldn't be too bad being cast to Earth, perhaps the myth wasn't a myth. Perhaps it was a truth, hidden as a myth to prevent other angels from being placed onto Earth.

This idea appealed to me, being human. Maybe, if I went down to Earth, I could be turned into a vampire too. I wouldn't have to just admire this boy from afar, maybe I was meant to be his soul mate. Maybe that's why I was sent to guard his female family lineage, until the moment that he came along. Until I had the chance to meet him, to fall in love with him. That, or my soul mate was on Earth somewhere? Angels had soul mates, but it seemed I was destined not to have one here, in Heaven.

My superiors noticed my thoughts, as I knew and hoped they would. They banished me from Heaven, and on my way down, I experienced more pain than I ever dreamed imaginable -losing my wings. They were stripped off my back, leaving marks that would surely mark my skin forever. I closed my eyes, and let tears fall out.

Tears! I've never experienced such a thing, how intriguing! So this is what it must feel like, physical pain. I've never experienced such a thing before, we never had the need to. But surely, this would be the worst, then I could heal and find my place in this human world. Removal should seem like the worst possible thing, greater than any pain that I could experience on Earth. And, since the worst is over, I should be okay.

But, would I die before I had my chance to try and be with Edward Cullen? Humans had an expiration date after all, they lived on Earth as long as they could before being judged. Heaven, or Hell? No in between, no second chance at life.

As the stinging pierced my whole back, I watched as colors blurred and I was brought into a secluded forest somewhere on Earth. Was I even in Chicago? Another State all together? Maybe even another country? I don't know, but once my back feels better, I'll figure it out.

Even though I shouldn't have been, I felt happy. Not for losing my position, but for having the chance to see Edward. Creepy, awkward, stalkerish in a way, but I felt as though I loved him without really ever meeting him. I don't know if he'd feel the same way, but surely, facing rejection wouldn't be too horrible if he didn't. I saw many individuals experience the feeling of rejection up in heaven. It can't be too bad?

As the days passed, I slowly forgot what I knew up there, my ex-superiors worked at taking away what I knew. Maybe they thought I was too dangerous or something, but I have my chance at a new beginning. I still don't know where I am. But, I don't think I'm human. I look human, I guess. But, something doesn't feel right.

I am able to run faster than any normal human, and I was created, not born.

"Had I doomed myself?" I spoke, into the clear open air. I sounded human, but although my mind wished otherwise, I knew I wasn't.

For now, until I was able to collect myself, and learn to function in a human society -I was in my forest.

I am alone.

I am Bella Swan, and I am a fallen angel.