Chapter one

The Rise Of A New Beginning

Alright everyone welcome to The Rise Of A New Beginning. This story was inspired by a conversation that my husband and I had about Cain, the first Vampire ever created.

Some believe it was a woman who was the first Vampire but I went with Cain as we all know his story. My husband and I both believed that it was the Devil that created Cain, so this sent me on a research mission. Most of the facts in the beginning of my story I found on mutual sites. I came to discover that it was God who created Cain. Anyhow just a little history to start off with.

I want to thank you all for your continued support, I hope that I don't disappoint. This story will of course have sexual content as thats just simply me ;)

Enjoy and Happy Reading ;) P.S I don't own any of the Twilight Characters they belong to Stephine Meyer. I just want to give a shout out to Deonne...Thanks so much for Editing, you are simply the best ;)

Cain was considered as the father of the "kindred kind". He was the world's first murderer. Cain; son of Adam and Eve in the religions of Christianity, Islam, and Judaism was the first vampire...

Cain, was a farmer and his brother Abel, was a shepherd.

God was pleased with Abel's flock offering but was disappointed with that of Cain's which drove Cain mad and he ended up killing his brother, Abel.

When God learned about it; he asked Cain where his brother was, for which Cain answered...

"I know not; am I my brother's keeper?"

God was enraged by Cain's crime and cursed him to become a vampire, a fugitive and a drifter on earth...

Exiled from God's people, Cain was forced to drift on the outer edges of the earth, afraid of sunlight, craving for blood, and out of God's sight.

Cain was lonely and in his loneliness led him to the Red Sea where he met Lilith, the first woman God created for his father Adam. Lilith was known as the "Mesopotamian Storm Demon". She taught Cain how to use his blood to summon mystic powers and how to anoint someone else into becoming a vampire.

At first Caine refused to change humans, believing it wrong to curse the world with others of his kind. But eventually he grew lonely and turned three humans.

These three in turn changed thirteen more, and these voracious monsters walked among the early peoples of the world, carelessly feeding and using mortals as puppets in their sibling feuds.

Caine, outraged by their behavior, forbid the creation of any more vampires.

It could not last…...

Caine's children squabbled for their father's affections, and once again the humans were used as pawns in the feud. Vampires have existed for centuries and often seem unchanging to human eyes.

These vampire clans spread across the world, sowing discord and misery. Though each generation of vampires proved weaker than the last, they made up for it with greater numbers.

The vampire population reached unhealthy numbers, and it seemed that the Earth would belong to the vampires forever.

Terrified peasants whispered of the monsters in their midst and the Church began to listen. The reports of a few horrified priests spawned a frenzied Inquisition, and vengeful humans rose up in a tide of fire and blood.

And so, in the 15th century, a council was called. Seven of the thirteen clans united in an organization called Sanador de Dios está. With its advantage of numbers, the council sought out one of God's greatest creations, children who had a special gift to wipe vampires off of the face of the earth.

Never more shall vampires rule, the council had declared. The humans had rejoiced in their triumph, but in their own ignorance forgot the one they called Caine.

Caine was furious and swore that he would get his revenge. He stayed in hiding for years only creating very few vampires to create a council of his own, he named it the Volturi. The Volturi were instructed to keep a low profile and punish those who disobeyed Caine's rules.

Throughout the years, humanity gradually forgot about the vampires, relegating them to the status of childhood legends. The Healers were sought out and killed by the Volturi, or so they had thought.

The years had passed; quiet and without bloodshed; until a child is born in Europe. Her mother has been blessed with the gift of Sanador de Dios está and soon realized that she could not protect her child from the Volturi.

Seeking the help of the, Consejo de Dios (God's Council) she explains that she herself is a curador and is fearful that her little girl will have been cursed with the same gift. The church is amazed that her kind still exists and assured her that they will protect her daughter.

The Church feared that the Volturi would find her and kill her; even the walls of the church can't protect her from Caine's rule. The council made the decision to place the baby girl into an orphanage for her protection. It is later reported that her parents were killed with unexplained markings, drained of blood…..

"You hardly want me to believe that there is such a being out there called, Sanador de Dios está " I shot out at Aro as he put down a rather large book,

"Yes; I do, and you should too Carlisle, because you are the one who will seek her out," He pointed at me.

Sanador de Dios está was a Spanish name for God's Healer's. It wasn't soon after that conversation that I walked out on the Volturi. I knew the old legends but according to them all, the Healers were just a myth. My wife Esme had insisted that I look into the beings called Healers. She believed in the old legends probably more so then the Volturi.

My Son Edward believed that us Vampires were always doomed to wonder the world, forced to stay in hiding, and forever be damned. He couldn't fathom the legends, himself going so far as to believe that it was Lucifer who had created our kind. Edward believed that we no longer had a soul, that when we had made our transformation Lucifer claimed them as his own, sort of a bargain for immortality if you ask me.

But there was skeptic's like my son, who just hated this life style and refused to drink human blood. He called himself a vegetarian drinking only the blood of animals, I couldn't understand why he didn't just do what was natural and give his body what he needed. Our family wasn't vicious like the Volturi we never killed or changed humans for fun; we kept to ourselves most of the time and only drank what we needed from humans, wiping away their memories of us feeding on them.

Edward tried to stay out of everything Vampire, but the legends of our kind intrigued him more so then I, so asking for his help in researching the Healers was ideal. We had gone to work right away, burying our faces into old books at the kitchen table. Hours, days, weeks and the months that we put in were ridicules.

I was currently looking at my son, watching as his agonizing features stared me in the face. I blamed myself; turning him into a vampire he truly loathed it. It wasn't until he had met a human girl named Bella, whom he had fallen in love with; that he took hold of his vampire nature, but when the time had come for her transformation she declined his offering, and in turn married her long time friend Jacob Black.

Understanding her desire to stay human was the easy part for my son, but having his only love torn from him, forced him to watch to as she grew old, had children of her own and pass away. Now he was forced to wonder to world alone in his dark abyss, praying that he would never fall in love again,

"Here Carlisle," Edward slid a news paper clipping across the table at me,

"What is it, Edward?" I questioned picking the paper up in my hands.

There in black and white print I read that a baby was born in Europe, there was a big scandal by the church giving the baby up for adoption. Blah…Blah…Blah.. Until I read a statement given by the Church, we are god's healers and we will protect our own. The baby was now up for adoption although the church was fighting it, trying to keep the baby in their care.

"We have to go there right now," My wife Esme shot out, "We have to protect her from the Volturi," She begged.

My wife; if she had one would have had the largest heart in the world. Although she was a vampire she had very strong motherly feelings. Edward on the other hand figured that the Volturi would have seen this by now, and felt that it would be better that we stay out of it.

I made the decision that I would go on my own, still a skeptic that her kind even excited. I didn't want Edward involved with the Volturi and if they had found out about my involvement I could have claimed that I was retrieving the Healer for them, keeping my family safe in the process.

I made the long trip from Seattle to Europe, wondering what I was planning to do exactly. When the plane landed and I was standing in front of the orphanage, I started to tremble wondering why I had made this decision in the first damn place,

"Hello can I help you?" A heavy set woman stood on the front step to greet me,

"Hum yes…I cleared my throat, my wife and I were looking into adoption," I lied,

"Well, come on in," She smiled placing her hand on my back, escorting me inside the orphanage.

Children were running around like crazy, when the lady blew her whistle and in turn all the children ran out into the hall way, taking their stand in an orderly fashion right in front of me,

"Is everyone here," The lady addressed the children,

"Everyone but Abby, Mrs. Crawford" A cute little blond boy answered,

"That's alright dear," She sounded thrilled at this information,

"This here is Mr…..," She turned around to address me,

"Mr. Smith," I lied,

"Mr. Smith, he's looking to adopt a baby," She informed,

"Go ahead and take a look around, I just have to get the children's breakfast ready. If you need me for anything, I'll just be in the kitchen," She informed heading in that direction.

I had no idea where to begin, other than this little girl would have some sort of talent, and none of these children smelled any different than other humans to me. I wondered around the orphanage not exactly sure what I was looking for when I caught the most wonderful fragrance. Having my nose currently doing the work for me I strolled upstairs, turning to the right and stood in front of a rather large door and pushed it open.

There in front of me stood this little girl, she couldn't have been more than ten years old. Long dark hair, the greenest eyes I had ever seen and a cute little button nose. She was the most beautiful little girl I had ever laid eyes on. Her little blue dress was dirty, her hair tatted and some dirt stains smudged across her face, sitting on a bed cot,

"Who are you?" she questioned,

"My name is Mr. Cullen," For some reason I felt obligated to tell her the truth,

"I am here to adopt you," I spewed out unable to lie to the girl,

"Is that so? Well Mr. Cullen, I am sorry to inform you that the church won't allow it," She huffed crossing her arms tight against her chest,

"Oh and why is that?" I questioned,

"I don't know, maybe they like that I am suffering," she huffed,

Still to this day I have no damn idea what came over me,

"Would you like to come and live with my family?" I asked her permission,

"Mister; anywhere is better than here," she waved her arms around the tiny room,

"I am about to do something that might scare you, but you just have to trust me. Can you do that?" I eyed her watching as her eyes felt like they were burning into my soul, if I had one,

"Alright, I trust you," she confirmed as I took her into my arms and at warp speed ran down the stairs and right out the front door.

I wasn't sure how long it would take for them to notice that I had kidnapped her, but god help me I knew that I had to. I was scared of her probably more then she was scared of me, she never once screamed as we ran she just closed her eyes, smiled and said,

"Look; I'm flying free,"

Her scent was driving me mad, but I had to control my urges. I wasn't sure what her powers consisted of but I knew that according to all the legends she could kill me,

"Are all of your family vampires?" she questioned shocking me in the process,

"How did you know that…." I started,

"I don't know how I know things I just do," she shrugged,

I was able to get in contact with a friend J. Jenks, and have him make some fake passports and leave the country without alarm. The whole plane ride back home I wasn't sure as to what I was going to do with her, I was making it up as I went along. Until I had a very intriguing idea,

"I would welcome that, except the husband part…Ewww gross," so she could read my thoughts as my son Edward could do.

Abby's Point Of View

It's rather hard to explain my little gifts, as I have many, a rather large annoyance if you ask me. I can't turn them off and most of the time I wished that I didn't have them. The Church always sent over Father Rollin for as long as I can remember.

He told me that I was special, that god had created my kind for a special purpose. I never knew much about what he was talking about and he knew how to tune me out from his thoughts. Most of the kids including Mrs. Crawford had no idea of my abilities; other then I could answer their thoughts.

Father Rollin told me that my mother wanted to protect me, placing me in that orphanage, but I could never understand why. Other then maybe it wasn't to protect me at all, maybe it was just that I was a freak and she had no idea how to look after me.

Father Rollin came over practically every day helping improve my gifts. There was never a day that went by that I didn't loathe my talents, and wished that I was just someone else for one day. This is why when Mr. Cullen came to offer my freedom I took it; I knew that he was telling me the truth because this was another gift of mine. For some reason people couldn't lie to me, other than Father Rollin of course.

When I read Mr. Cullen's thoughts it was revealed to me that he was a vampire. The very image should have had me shaking and scared, but I welcomed it. Knowing that I wasn't the only being out there made me feel like I wasn't alone anymore. I knew that he was a kind and caring man but his last thought was fascinating.

He was wondering if I was changed into a vampire, if my gifts would have been erased. I welcomed the idea of not being the only being left of my kind, but when he thought about his son Edward doing the transformation himself and making me his bride, had me grossed out,

"I would welcome that, except the husband part…Ewww gross,"

"She can read my thoughts just as Edward can"

"Your son can read thoughts too?" I shot out in excitement,

"Yes he chuckled,"

It seemed that I would fit in with the Cullen's more than I thought I would. I was glad that I wouldn't be alone anymore and that maybe this Edward could help me develop my gifts. When we had arrived in Seattle Carlisle drove like a maniac down the twisted streets, almost as if he didn't even have to watch where he was going, burning the familiar road to memory,

"Welcome home Abby," Carlisle turned to me as I took in the beautiful white home, with a rather large glass window,

"Great Dad brought home a stray"

"Thanks for referring me to a dog"

"You can read my thoughts!"

"Yep, you must be Edward"

I watched as he flew out onto the front porch alongside his mother. Carlisle told me that Edward was a little strange in his own right, but what he didn't tell me was that he was so good looking,

"Well thanks" he chuckled,

This getting use to someone else in my head was going to take some getting used to. But what shocked me the most was when I had stepped foot outside the door I watched as Edward's lips trembled and heard his struggling thoughts of wanting to drink my blood,

"I'm not scared of you Edward, I know that you won't hurt me,"

"How do you know that?"

"I just do," I confirmed,

"Everyone this is Abby; Abby this is my son Edward and my wife Esme,"

"It's nice to meet you both, thank you for welcoming me into your family,"

"No the pleasure is all ours Abby," Esme cooed wrapping her arms around my shoulders in a loving manner and walked me into my new home.

It was the most beautiful house I had ever seen, very modern, light and airy with everything done up in white, but the most amazing feature of the whole house was a black baby Grand piano sitting in the middle of the living room,

"Do you play?" Esme questioned,

"No I don't, but it is beautiful," I breathed,

"This is my son Edward's piano," She confirmed as I turned eying Edward, not understanding why I couldn't read his thoughts. There was just a bunch of static running all around in there.

"I'll show you how to do it some time,"

"You better!" I warned not liking in the least bit that he could shut me out but that I couldn't shut him out,

When I was finally shown my room, I dropped my bags my mouth hanging to the floor when Edward answered his mother's thoughts,

"She loves the canopy bed, and the white sheer fabric is a nice touch. She feels just like a princess," he snickered as I gave him a warning glance.

The next morning I woke to the inner thoughts of Edward,

"I won't fucken do it! He can't expect me to do it; I can't not after Bella,"

"Edward what's wrong?" I sat up in the middle of my bed waiting for an answer,

"Stay out of my head," then there it was nothing but static again,

I felt bad for him, whatever he was struggling with I wanted to help him. I had no idea why, but I had this strong connection with Edward. Not the kind a mother has for a child or even love at first sight, it was rather difficult to explain. I wanted to smack the crap out of him yet I wanted to protect him from everyone including himself.

I closed my eyes and searched for Carlisle's voice, until I found Esme's in the kitchen whispering to Carlisle,

"Carlisle, you can't expect Edward to change Abby. You know that he can't do that, not after Bella. I would love nothing more then for him to be happy again, but I just don't think that this is the right way,"

"I know that we will have to train Abby, and teach her the ways. I just think that during her transformation that her kind will cease to exist, she is the last and this alone could protect her for the rest of her life. Edward has been so lonely that I thought that he could someday learn to love her and they would both never be alone again," He sighed,

"I know Carlisle that your heart is in the right place, but you have to let them make that decision. It must not be forced,"

"Your right," he huffed.

I knew that Carlisle wanted this, but I didn't want this just as much as Edward didn't,

"Edward if you can hear my thoughts…..I don't want to be your wife, but I would like to become a vampire and join your family,"

"You don't know what you're asking, and I won't do it…find someone else,"

And just like that Edward Cullen ran right out of my life.

Edward's Point Of View

There was no damn way I could do what my father wanted from me. Abby was just a little girl and she deserved to live like one, so what if she had a gift, she was still human for fuckssake. What I wouldn't have given to be human again, to have lived my life with Bella, but instead I had to stay frozen in time watching as she went on with her life, watch as she died, the way that it was meant to be.

In truth I welcomed Abby's gifts knowing that she could wipe vampires off the face of the earth. I welcomed death and I couldn't take something god created to kill our kind and change her so that we could still exist, it wasn't natural and I wasn't going to do it.

I took off that day running from my family, from Abby in hopes that my father would change his mind. I never looked back and as ten years passed I found my way back home. I was shocked to see that nothing had changed; they welcomed me home as if I hadn't even left. I searched the house closing my eyes looking for Abby's thoughts when I came up empty. Pleased that she had probably smartened up and decided to change her mind about the whole vampire transformation bit,

"It's good to be home," I smirked at my father and mother,

"As it is good to have you home son," My father acknowledged,

I made my way up the stairs turning to the left, placing my bags down on the floor and walked down the hall past my mother and fathers room and stood in front of Abby's bed room door on the right. When I opened the door it was left the same the white canopy bed, the white walls, the only difference was that her dolls and toys we gone and there was nothing but books strung all along her room. I picked one up in my hand reading its title, Vampire legends.

Every book had to do with vampires and our ways of life, myth, legends and history. Damn it all to hell, they better not have changed her,

"Carlisle!" I hollered out,

"What is it Edward?" He was beside me in a matter of seconds,

"Please tell me that you didn't?" I held the book in my hand,

"No Edward, she is still human," he confirmed,

"Well where is she?" I huffed,

"Actually she is going to college to become a historian, would you like to come with me to pick her up?"

"She is going to College here in Seattle?" I spewed out,

"Yes Edward and she is rather smart. I am sure that you two will have lots to catch up on,"

He was right about that I was going to give her a swift kick in the ass and send her so fucken far away from this place. I agreed to go with Carlisle to pick up Abby at Seattle College, the whole way there I kept pushing my mind trying to see if I could read her thoughts, but there was nothing.

It seemed that our little connection was gone now, not sure how but it was none the less. I told Carlisle that I would go in and get her, wanting to see for myself if being closer to her would allow me to tap into her mind.

The halls were littered with young adults running all around, when it was as if the sea of kids just parted right down the middle sending this glow of light to brightly shine, blinding me in the process. This stunning brunette walked down the hall, the sun light shinning all around her, her long locks bouncing over her perfect breasts as she clutched her books to her chest.

She was smiling at me as she stalked in slow motion, swaying her hips back and forth. She was pure angelic in her own right, but the scent that was parading all around forced my teeth to appear. I closed my mouth trying to hide them, turning my face praying like hell no one had seen my transformation, when I felt a loving hand caress my shoulders.

Turning I saw her lingering beside me, I tried my damnedest to keep my face hidden, trying to shove it into someone's locker,

"It's alright Edward, it's me Abby. Let's get out of here,"

My features went back to normal when I heard Abby's thoughts, looking over the beautiful brunettes head for Abby,

"Down here Edward," The brunette chuckled,

"Abby?" I squinted in disbelief of how beautiful she had become,

"Yes Edward," She huffed rolling her eyes, "You've been gone too long," she giggled taking my hand in hers,

I could hear all the chatter going on in everyone's minds.

"How the hell did she land him?" One girl thought

"What a freak, once he finds out that she is messed up, he won't want anything to do with her," Another declared,

"He'll fuck her and leave her, that's what I would do," a young boy thought to himself,

"He's probably her damn brother," another chuckled lightly,

I watched as Abby's face became embarrassed as she listened in on all the chatter along with me. I hated the way her features turned up in pain as they shot out there hurtful thoughts. As a tear started to roll down her cheek, I grabbed her and pushed her into her locker, sending a large banging noise to shoot though the school grabbing everyone's attention. Abby looked at me startled for an instant until she read my thoughts,

"I won't hurt you just go along with it," I chuckled,

"Abby, you have to take me back, I beg you. I love you," I cried out,

"No Edward, I can't, I won't" She shot back,

"You can't give me that pussy and just walk away," I was chuckling in side as her face flushed red,

"This is hardly the place," she waved around,

"But I need you, take me now right here. Let them all watch," I begged the best I could without laughing, but to my surprise she leaned in slowly tangling her hand in my hair, pulled me in close and pressed her lips hard against mine.

I knew it was all for show, but the moment her lips touched mine I opened my mouth craving more of her and when I did she slipped her delicate little tongue into my mouth, swirling it all around and sucked on my tongue.

My breathing had inclined as I reached down cupped her ass, sliding my left hand down her thigh and wrapping it around my waist, pressing my cock hard into her pussy,

"Ahum, Excuse me, but could you two please take this somewhere else," This tall dark haired man, interrupted our little session,

"Sure thing Mr. Timmons," Abby whispered taking my hand in hers and towed me along the hall way.

I was currently running my hand across the back of my neck, a little confused as to what just happened when Abby started to giggle,

"Damn Edward, Calm down; it was just a kiss,"

"How is it you can still read my mind, but I can't read yours?" I questioned a little irritated,

"Well; you've been gone a long time, and I figured out how to handle my gifts," She grinned.

It had been awhile since I had to keep someone out of my brain, but it was like riding a bike,

"Why are you blocking me from your thoughts?" she huffed as we made our way back to the car,

"Why are you hiding yours from me?" I countered as I took in the look on my father's face,

"Are they holding hands?" He thought grinning to himself,

I immediately let go of Abby's hand as I watched my father's face light up in hope. Damn- it now he was going to think that I had changed my mind. The entire way home no one said anything, I kept my thoughts full of static and Abby kept hers quiet, keeping me out, but the loudest one was Carlisle, I knew that if I could hear him so could Abby. Taking my current focus off of the back window I looked toward the passenger seat to see Abby grinning at me through the side mirror.

There was no damn way, I was going to fall for her, she didn't hold that much power over me, but damn she was beautiful and that kiss…..was different then I had ever experienced before….full of passion….longing….desire, she had sure grown up in the last ten years and she damn well knew it.

At dinner Abby sat across from me starring into my eyes, I can't explain it but I couldn't look away, it was as if we were in our own little world, my parents never even noticed the tension that was going on between us. Her foot lingered around mine under the table, slowly rising along my legs, stopping at my inner thighs. I watched as she bit down on her bottom lip in desire, sending me to grab hold of the table which in turn sent little shards of wood to fall upon my lap.

When her little foot finally reached my cock she rubbed up and down, forcing my already hard cock to pulse at her very touch. She shot me a little seductive grin, that she had awakened my beast, at her slight touching, pleased with herself she continued to rub up and down until I shot up like an arrow,

"Just what the hell do you think you are doing?" I spat taking off up the stairs like a tornado.

I had no idea what this little girl was up to but god help me I wanted her, craved her even. I couldn't control the desire I felt for her, or the longing for her blood,

"This is wrong Edward, It's not right, and what are you doing?" I gave myself a scolding as I heard her thoughts,

"Edward; you know as much as I, that there is something between us,"

Even her damn thoughts had me turned on,

"Stop it! Get out of my head," I hollered out only to hear a knock at the door,

"Can I come in Edward?" She whispered, forcing my cock to pulse at the very sound of her voice,

"No damn- it go away," My voice was shaky and unsteady,

"Please; can we just talk about this?" She asked,

I knew it was wrong to have this desire for her, but I needed her, craved her, wanted her. I sat there on my bed trying to force myself to stay put when I had this strong desire to grab her and just have my way with her. I sat there rubbing my hands on my sweaty face, resisting the desire when I heard her speak,

"Boy you have a good restraint," She chuckled,

I flew over to the door, and flung it open taking in her proud stance,

"What is this some kind of game you're playing?" I shot out,

"No Edward, it's just that most beings are unable to resist me, and you; well you don't even seem to want me," she acknowledged,

"Oh I want you believe you me, but it's not right Abby and you know it," I shot out a profound breath,

"Who's to say what is right or wrong Edward? You? Me?" She was testing my damn patience,

"You felt, what I felt, I know you did, there is something between us. Don't fight it," She begged pushing herself into my chest,

"Please; I beg you stop," I gulped loudly trying to moisten my now dry mouth,

"Do you want me Edward?" She teased further, pushing herself harder into me.

Her very fragrance had my venom spilling into my mouth; I wanted to taste her, drink from her,

"Yes, I want you; stop," I flew from her embrace across the room, slamming into the wall, only to have her close the door behind her pressing her back against it. The way her eyes pierced into me was as if she was calling me to come to her. Her hair hanging loosely all around her face as she slowly started to undo her buttons.

Flying back across the room I pressed myself up against her fragile body, placing my hands over her head, flat against the door way. Her breathing had inclined as she looked up at me,

"I want you to take me Edward," She whispered.

My lips puckered at her request, as I softly grazed the side of her beautiful face with my hand,

"I want to; believe me, but I can't," I whispered back taking a step back and placing my hands back into my pockets. She was furious that I had turned her down; I believe that it was more of an embarrassment. She turned around and walked out of my bedroom door heading for her room,

"Stay put Edward; Stay Put," I warned myself,

"All you had to do was say that I wasn't your type. You didn't have to tease me," she shot back,

"Tease you, who was teasing who," I countered,

"Good night Edward," She sighed,

"Good night Abby," I breathed back.

It had been a long time since I had seen someone sleep, to dream. I hadn't realized that she could do that and the idea of seeing her dreams fascinated me. I knew that it wasn't right this obsession that I had for her, but the idea of being able to dream even if it was her doing the dreaming was what forced me to enter her damn bedroom. However I wasn't prepared for the site of her. I half expected her to be in some lacy teddy, but all she was wearing was a man's black t-shirt. Wait that was my damn T-shirt, I smiled that she had somehow managed to get this from my room when she started to dream.

There I was walking toward her in the hall of her school; she was picturing me as an angel, glistening in the rays of light. I couldn't imagine why anyone would group me in the same category as an angel but she did. She dreamed of me pushing her hard against that locker and kissing her. Her dream was so vivid that I could smell the way I smelt to her, feel the way I felt to her and see myself as she had viewed me.

She thought I was beautiful, and damn she did want me. I thought that she was just playing some damn game, but she wanted me, desired me, craved me just as I had her,

"Edward….." She mumbled as I took a stance, kneeling beside her bed.

Alright so I know that I kind of jump right into it, skipping ten years and fast forward where Edward has returned, but I really just didn't want to prolong this detail, I wanted to get on with the story. I know that this is rather different from Shawn Fusion, but thats just how I roll, te he!

Truly I have no gangster in me lol.

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