A/N: I knew as soon as I started working on the New Moon Reimagined project there was a good chance I'd end up doing this. (If I went completely crazy that is, and even at the time, I could definitely feel the beginnings of insanity setting in.) But, what finally convinced me was, based on what I had planned for Breaking Dawn, I realized this would be perfect supplemental material. So, here we are.

Like Stephanie Meyer's incomplete rough draft, this is not going to go all the way to the end of Twilight (even taking my obvious lack of sanity into account, inspiration and time has its limits), but rather will go up through about the first half, through the end of chapter 13, then end with an epilogue. I think that will be enough to capture what it is I want to do with this side project, without turning into overkill.

Disclaimer: The Twilight series, including the incomplete, unpublished rough draft of Midnight Sun, and Life and Death: Twilight Reimagined belong to Stephanie Meyer. The characters, plot, and quite a few of the descriptions and word choices here belong to her, too. (Three cheers for plagiarism run rampant.)

Rated T for violence and some mild language.

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"I saw that, of the two natures that contended in my field of consciousness, even if I could rightly be said to be either, it was only because I was radically both."

—The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde

Preface

I stared, straight into the pale blue eyes which gazed across the short space between us. Eyes the color of a clear sky—which, at the moment, were clouded with fear.

My own terror seized me—and I knew in that instant that this was the end of my fairy tale, of the fantasy I never should have let myself entertain. It had all been leading to this from the beginning. After all, what more could I, the monster, the villain of this tragic horror story, have expected?

And with that certainty, the loss of the thing I had allowed myself to desire more than anything—the thing I had plotted for, schemed for—I felt it.

The monster I had so long suppressed rose to the surface.