All of the lies that have been told, and now I am the only one who knows about the truth. I was the first 'liter of newborns', and the first one to truly know what happened. Don't believe Riley even if he is fucking spitting golden eggs out of his ass; that's the rule I live by.

It's been almost a year since I was bitten, and every day I lose more and more of the memories of my human life.

First, I know that Riley tells the newborns lies to keep him and 'her' in control. Second, there is some reason why Riley and 'her' keep creating vampires and I know why. And third, I know exactly why this is happening.

We all sit in this destroyed log cabin; can any of them have control? They all wrestle and bitch at each other. How can they all bear it? It seems these days; I can only find a place to think outside of this place. My mind is too blurred from all of the information that seeps into my mind. Unnecessary and irrelevant information; I want to cry out to get them to stop, but I know they aren't doing this to me. None of them are the way I am, not even Riley or Victoria. I don't even think that any of them can comprehend a thought out of their mind until they are sucking on the poor souls. All of them sit here and wait until dusk. Then, they bombard out of here like a pack of wolves, finding the next victim to feast on. Riley of course, come and goes to meet with her. He thinks he is so cunning, having all of us under his wing like this.

I know that he loves her. I know she is using him. I know their plan. I know Bella and the Cullen's. She's no pet. I know that they killed James, and how Victoria wants revenge. I know every thought and action that goes on. I guess I'm just weird like that right? Nope.

From the second I was fully changed I could get whatever information that I desired. I found out that the Cullen's have similar powers to mine. I guess not everyone has them, well vampire I should say. Yeah, weird, you could say I am a walking internet that can see the future.

The best part about this, is that I get to see how much Riley lies and how they all believe him. They are like little puppies; that happen to suck blood and fight all the time.

Well, I guess that there is one better thing; I know that the Cullen's don't suck on the humans. I honestly think it's better that way. Anyone here would laugh for days if they knew that they feasted off animals. I would laugh more than that though, if I could see the faces of everyone here finding out that there was a way of vampire life different like this.

I'm the only one who sees the entire story. I hold so much power, but yet I can't seem to decide on what I should do. I know that the Cullen's need to find out my side. How do I get to them? Luckly, everyone here is stupid.

Everyone in the cabin was gone. It was around 11 o'clock, and I didn't expect anyone to be back soon. I opened the door of the cabin, and bolted to somewhere. I never planned to go back again.

I was furious. Never, would I imagine this happening to me. Ever.

My legs carried me as far. I passed the outskirts of the town and was heading to Forks.

I stopped to smell the air. Someone was following me. Riley.

I was already was past were it could be acceptable for me to hunt. He always said to stay at least 5 miles within the area of the cabin. I was dead. I've seen Riley rip apart people. Some for simple things, and others for more serious, but this, no doubt, was death.

I ran faster now, taking every complicated path, so that I could to lose him enough to not be able to find my tracks. If I could only have a chance; ahead I saw a huge Victorian Style home. It was hidden enough from what I could see. It looked abandoned.

I stopped to smell the air, again. Nothing within three miles; I had lost him.

Quickly I went to the back of the house. I jumped to the top of the house and entered a damaged window. Victoria and Riley would find me here.

I searched the house. Most of it was filled with furniture covered in white sheets. I looked for a phone. If I could only reach them…

Finally in on the second floor, there was a room that looked to be an office. The phone was hooked up. It seemed that this was fitting together perfectly. I dialed 411.

"State the town and state of which the destination is that you are looking for."

"Forks, Washington."

"State the place of business or residence name."

"Cullen"

"Sorry, we can't seem to find that. Please restate the place of business or residence name by pressing 1, to get an operator press 2 or to disconnect press star."

"Uhm, Swan"

"Swan. 360-888-9635"

I slammed the phone down and dialed the number. It rang, and rang. No one answered. I kept to the phone to leave a message.

"You have reached the Swans. Please leave your name and number, and we'll call ya' back," a deep voice spoke. It must have been Charlie.

"We're sorry, it seems the message box is full. Please try back again."

"Damn it!" I screamed and I slammed the phone against the wall. It smashed into millions of pieces. So much for trying to call again later!

Thoughts flooded my mind. I couldn't think. People were speaking to me, but I didn't know where. They were asking for help. My body fell to the ground. It was the first time I ever felt powerless as a vampire. No one was around me, but it seemed that my mind had turned against me. I didn't know what to do. I lifted myself from the ground and went into a closet. I couldn't hear the thoughts of Riley or Victoria while I was like this. I was bare and defenceless.

Unless I could get the war out of my mind, I knew I wasn't going anywhere. If they caught me, it would be here. I've never been a fan of God, and I guess that when I was turned into a vampire, it was a relief to not have to worry about disappointing the big guy. But now, none of that mattered. All I needed to do was save an innocent girl who was caught in the mist of a mythical life. With whatever I had left, I struggled to pray for her.