Preface

Monster

The world was not as I remembered it. Everything was different, clearer, brighter, more intense than before. Not just in sight, no, I could feel the world change as I did. There was a distinct sound to world now, and a distinct scent. And the scent burned the inside of my nostrils making my throat flare and twinge in agony. I longed for the scent; I had to have it beyond any doubt. I would kill for the scent, figuratively was not an option. Literally I would kill for that savory scent. In the beginning I tried not to become a killer, I didn’t want to hurt others, but as society shunned me and my parents feared me I knew I was nothing but a monster.

A monster made by another out of lust. Uilliam lusted for me in my human state, I always saw him watching me with greedy eyes across the court. I was nothing but a prize to him, something to mount on his wall as the greatest capture yet. He was the most beautiful man I had ever laid eyes on. A God in human skin. I was like putty in his hands. I would follow Uilliam anywhere, and I did. Love at first sight, and I saw no one else.

I was to be married to another, but it was too late I was in love with Uilliam and I thought he loved me in return. I did the unthinkable and run away with Uilliam the night before my marriage to another man. I was young and foolish, and attracted to an unnaturally beautiful being. It didn’t take me long to figure out that Uilliam wasn’t human, I hadn’t noticed his crimson eyes before now when I was finally alone with him. I starred into them helpless as he sank his teeth into my shoulder. “I’ll make this as painless as possible.” he whispered the promise to me. I can’t say that it didn’t hurt but Uilliam promised that this way we would be together forever.

When the world finally came into focus I was scared but Uilliam was holding my hand. He no longer felt cold. I was now exactly like him, perfect immortal, and a monster. I watched as he killed humans and I cringed away from him refusing to drink. My love for him slipped away. I realized that it wasn’t love, but human infatuation. I felt nothing for Uilliam. However, I had not the heart to tell him so. I saw the way he looked at me, no longer as a prize but someone he could keep forever. The look was love, undying love. I only returned a look of remorse.

Uilliam lost it when he learned of the feelings I once had for him were gone. He fled to my small village in Cornwall and lay ruin to the place. I followed him and fought him off, killing him in the end. Only a dozen or so were sparred my parents included. I wasn’t thanked, instead I chased out of my village. I was labeled a demon. My parents starred at me as if they hadn’t seen me before in their lives. Even as I approached, working hard to not rip them to shreds, my mother backed away screaming and my own father held a sword pointed at me.

I wanted to tear them to piece. I wanted their blood. I think that’s what stopped me from doing so. Knowing that I wanted to hurt my own family, I ran from Cornwall never to look back. I made a decision then that if I were to be viewed as a monster and nothing else I would be that very monster. Hunting and feeding, not only when I needed to but whenever I became bored I found it comforting to drink their blood.

During my first year I discovered a special gift that I possessed. Whenever I touched someone else, I could alter their perception of the world or any event or idea I wanted. It took me years to control it fully, being able to narrow down to a point what I wanted them to believe. Uilliam made sure that I kept my ability to myself, and would not allow me to practice or use it on anyone else. He had no special ability, but he heard of vampires who were special like myself. Now that Uilliam was gone I had no one to tell me no to my ability as I let it grow and develop.

The Volturi sent me a warning, only a warning because they wanted me to join with them. I had no intention of becoming a lap dog to some vampires who assumed hierarchy above the rest of us. I suppose they allowed me to live because they still wanted me on their side. My mind would remain unchanged but not un-swayed on the injustice of it all. That was nearly three and a half centuries ago that the Volturi first approached me. Nearly three and a half centuries ago I began my plan to bring them from power. It took those three and a half centuries to bring it into motion.

They did give me great insight, that there are those of us with great powers. There are vampires not fit for this world, only those with special powers like myself were made for something more. That is why we have these added gifts, we were meant to be. I have made it my goal to cleanse the world of the unfit vampires, and if I have to be a monster to accomplish this goal, then so be it.