I was born Edward Anthony Masen Jr. in 1901, Chicago. My parents were Elizabeth Helen Masen and Edward Joseph Masen Sr. I remember little of my parents, though less of my father than my mother. Edward Sr was a well known lawyer in my home town of Chicago, from what I remember my mother was a house wife, devoted to both my father and I.

In 1918 our family was struck down by the Spanish Influenza. My father died first and I was the second to become ill. My mother caught the flu from tending to me, she gave up her chance to live to nurse me. It was also my mother that told Carlisle to save me by any means possible. Carlisle suspects she knew what he was and she knew he was the only one who could help me survive.

So in September 1918 Dr Carlisle Cullen came to me at my hospital bed and changed me. My body was saved from the Spanish Influenza, however my soul was taken from me and I became a vampire. I became Carlisle’s travelling companion, he became my mentor and father for lack of a better word. My vampiric life was very conflicted but I took comfort in Carlisle’s company.

In 1921 Carlisle found and saved Esme, adding to our coven. Esme and Carlisle fell in love and soon became mates. Esme always loved me as her son, though often we pretended to be brother and sister. However the more time that passed the more unhappy I became, seeing how Carlisle had found his own happiness I started to feel that I needed to carve my own fate in the world. I started to resent how Carlisle curbed my appetite, I wanted to taste and drink human blood, something Carlisle would never approve of.

1927 I left Carlisle and Esme to live my own life. Although it pained me to leave them. I believed I could use my mind reading gift to justify my feeding habits. Feeding only from the dregs of human society, rapists, murderers, abusive men. My first victim was Charles Evenson, Esme’s ex-husband. I had often seen the things that happened in her past from her thoughts and I wanted to take revenge on him for everything he had done to her.

A few years later I started to regret my choice, seeing the monster I had become, knowing I didn’t have the right to extract judgement on these men, that although my intentions were good I had let myself become the monster I feared. I returned to Carlisle and Esme in 1931 and they welcomed me back with open arms. However I didn’t tell Esme what became of Charles Evenson until recently. Not wanting her to see the real monster I had become and all the terrible things I did.

In 1933 Carlisle found Rosalie Hale, a would-be socialite who had been left for dead by her Fiancé Royce King. Carlisle and Esme worried about my loneliness and changed her, believing she would make a good mate for me. However despite her beauty I did not care for her shallow and self-absorbed mind and nothing developed between us except sibling rivalry. Often than not we were on bad terms with each other, Rosalie feeling slighted by the fact I had not even an ounce of interest for her.

Rosalie found her own happiness in 1935 when she found a boy mauled in the woods by a bear. Dragging him over 100 miles for Carlisle to change him. Emmett joined the Coven and became Rosalie’s mate. Not long after Alice and Jasper, an already mated pair of vampires sought us out and joined our Coven, stealing my room along the way. The family was complete and I was left surrounded by the happy couples, alone for eternity, or so I thought.

In 2003 we moved to Forks, life started again for all of us but this time things were going to change for me. In 2005 Isabella Marie Swan moved to Forks to live with her father Charlie. We didn’t have the best of starts, her scent overwhelmed me like nothing I had ever experienced. It is true I contemplated killing her so I could taste her blood, however after a lot of ‘soul’ searching for lack of a better term I decided to try and get to know the enigma that was Bella Swan. My life since then has been a whirl wind, however I suspect I need not say more than I am happy now and always will be.