Prologue

I felt the pain, scorching, burning, shattering. I smelled the heat, the fire , the aspects of a kill. But did not see. The light blinded me even as the reckless actions I'd done. A whole childhood I'd been different, but happy. I had a family that protected me fiercely and now I was doing them a favor for all that. I had been the one she'd been chasing all along. Because of me being me. I didn't deserve to walk around this earth, to love and smile. Those words were like the sharp ends of knives in my back. And perhaps, it was the truth. Thinking about it would only give me less time to say goodbye. I'd only have seconds, mere minutes before I'd close my eyes.

I cried out loudly, a cry of one's excruciating death. My death. For fourteen years, I was supposed to die. And she was getting what she'd always wanted.

My end.

A/N: So this si the prologue! :)

I want you to know that, in the beginning it's quite like the original - the basic happenings that is, but it'll change soon.

And next to that: I do not intend to claim and copy Stephenie Meyer's Twilight as mine. This story, though, is written by me - plot and new characters are mine.