Wasn't planning on posting this just yet, but I got so much love from everyone on The Collection that I wanted to share my latest bus fic with you. This is all written during my commute and I beta it myself so Mizzdee and A Cullen Wannabe can't be

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Prologue

Lore has a funny way of getting things wrong. History is recorded by the victors, but lore comes from the fearful. Learning what the Wanderers thought of us was comical, but they had lost so much over the centuries, the truth about us had gone with it.

After the Great Battle, mankind had lost, and those who remained began to roam. As if movement would keep them safe. Since vampires didn't need to hide, we built our cities and ruled. We had our laws for both our kind and the Wanderers, and even though there were far more of them than us, they knew better than to try and fight again.

There had been a few risings in the early decades, but the fear of their families paying for their crimes along with them made them stop. They retreated from the cities, many in ruins from their own weapons and the way of the world as it now stands began.

Seven royal families rule over the world. Once every century, those families pass on the reigns to their eldest sons'. Those sons participate in the Choosing, one of the rare times when a human is turned. The time has come for the next Choosing, and I, Edward Cullen, am one of the seven sons.