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August

21st

15. Proposal

- Jacob, Black

Nahuel was venomous and his teeth were snapping inches from my neck; they were as sharp as razor blades – wanting to slice into my skin like it was butter. I kicked him with my hind paws knocking the blood-sucking leach to the ground, his granite body thudding against the floor with a thunderous crack.

I went for an arm; sinking my serrated teeth into his stone-like skin, however he moved his free arm in a full arch slash and threw me across the room. I crashed into the massive golden bed; the lattice of metal frame fissuring, creating large metallic crevices in the structure, filling the air with the smell of rust.

This parasite is going to pay, I’ll send him to hell in no-time, I snarled. How dare he try and kiss Renesmee? My rage boiled within me, my ears ringing with Nessie’s scream. It was like a demon was growing inside of me; a monster, insisting I rip this guy’s head off and place it on a cocktail stick for everyone to see.

He pulled himself up and hissed; it was a raw and cold sound and it raised the fur at the nape of my neck, he lunged into me, trying to get his arms around me in a newborn hold.

I remembered Jasper’s training well; I jumped down from the bed and circled him curiously, searching for a flaw in his design. I knew if he killed me it would raise his crypt-cred – like street-cred but amongst the undead – with the other leeches he hung around with.

His pupils were dilated and his face was etched with concentration, his body was lithe and crouched low to the ground like a prowling jungle panther. “You shall not defeat me, pup,” he growled, his fingers curled like talons. “I will have her for myself, you will be no competition.”

I chortled at his snide comment; his mocking remark had now increased my desire to rip him limb-from-limb, but I held back. My snarls, I knew, instigated more than his venom, it was like ecstasy to him, a thrill.

We dived for eachother again; my jaw locking around his leg before being kicked in the ribs – my breaths stifling as I hit the ground, my chest taut with tension from the misplaced rib. I reacted animalistically; we leapt again and clashed in mid-air, my jaw snapping.

We both fell to the floor; I didn’t take a second thought to the room which was now destroyed from our fight, instead I bent low to the ground and kept my eyes on Nahuel – his teal eyes burnt with a sudden frenzy.

Out of the blue, Renesmee leapt into the middle of the circle – for a reason she was cradling her arm to her chest comfortingly. I stepped towards her and nudged her away but she stamped her foot persistently and stood where she was. “Jacob Black, I am not moving until you’s two stop fighting, this is wrong!” she demanded, her brow furrowed.

“Don’t you touch her, mongrel! You have no right–” Nahuel shouted; his tone bitter and filled with rage.

Nessie spun around on her heels; her brown curls framing her delicate face, “You have no right either, trying to kiss me,” she interrupted.

I chuckled darkly; my chest rumbling with laugher. I could now hear Edward and Bella running towards us, their footsteps echoing from the stairs. They came rushing into the room, their faces etched with worry and concern – when they saw me in wolf-form and the demolished room, I knew it didn’t help there unease. “What happened?” Edward questioned in a fatherly tone.

Renesmee’s cheeks blushed faintly and she pouted her lips, “Nahuel tried to kiss me,” she admitted, embarrassed.

Edward gritted his teeth, his jaw rigid and his hands were bungled into fists at his sides – There’s a first time for everything, I joked in my head. I never had seen Edward this angry before. “There was a fight, I’m guessing,” Bella added softly, her hands lacing together behind her back.

I tried to smile misleadingly, as if it say it was the parasites fault, but Bella could see straight through me. She shrugged and bent down to pick up one of Edward’s thousands of journals, not that he needed to keep them nowadays, he was just too happy to document anything. I knew Nessie had a few journals but she had never taken a full interest in them. She put a reassuring hand on Edwards arm and winked, “I win the bet,” she mumbled. I snorted.

Renesmee was pacing between myself and Nahuel, her mind occupied, when all of a sudden, the bloodsucker soared into the air aiming for me. Renesmee was in his path. A second scream echoed through her throat and my heart lurched.

Hurdling into the air, I knocked her away, Edward catching her in his arms; Bella’s face was a mask of horror as she stared at me and her daughter in fright. I launched myself at Nahuel and we fell against the glass window that filled the western wall, shattering it so we dropped to the ground several floors down, shards of glass raining down upon us.

I could hear Renesmee shriek my name as we plunged to the ground.

We fell so Nahuel was underneath my paws when we met the grass, his body struggling and his eyes glowing with murder. Just then Edward, Bella and Renesmee practically floated from the smashed window and landed right beside me, Edward paced up and pushed me away. “Go phase, Jacob. We’ll deal with him,” he barked angrily.

Jeez! This dude tried to kiss your daughter and I just fell from a window trying to kill him and you’re shoving me away. Hell no, I thought sourly.

“Go phase,” his tone soothed but it was still commanding. “We can’t all talk wolf, Jacob.”

I ran in the fringe of trees feeling the familiar shiver down my spine and flare in my ribcage as my body changed back into a human – two legs rather than paws and an actual voice rather than thoughts, which Edward interrupted constantly. I quickly threw on some clothes which were kept in a pile by the trees, my arms aching. With a closer inspection I found a few tiny fragments of glass lodged in my skin but I ignored them and jogged back to the clearing.

The vamp was standing with his arms behind his back; Edward watching him closely as Bella stroked her daughter’s coiled hair gently. When Renesmee saw me coming she ran up to me with elation, “Jacob, you’re alright?” she crooned as I pulled her into a hug.

“Of course, honey. Do you think a vamp could hurt me?” I joked.

Her brown eyes were warm and they soothed the pain I could feel in my arm, “Your hurt?” she asked, running her smooth fingers over my skin tenderly.

“Not really, just a bit of glass, the only thing that could knock me off my feet is you getting hurt,” I admitted, pushing a stray hair from her face and tucking it behind her ear. Her cheeks were blushing. “There’s no need to be ashamed, I’m just being a softie.”

Standing on her tip-toes, she pecked me on the cheek. My heart fluttered like the beating wings of a butterfly, in the distance I could see Edward’s sour expression. You didn’t say I couldn’t flirt with her and it’s only the truth. I wouldn’t want her hurt, ever.

Renesmee pouted and wrinkled her nose as she knew I was having an internal conversation with Edward, “Do you’s have to do that? It’s really quite annoying,” she asked when we reached Edward and Bella.

“They do it all the time, darling. Why don’t we just leave it to them,” Bella responded jokingly. “If they were talking about us, I’m sure we’d know about it sooner or later.”

I stalked away from the group towards the vamp leech and all of his former-glory, his back was turned and it showed his thick corded veins running under his tanned skin. “It’s considered rude to not look at a person when they going to talk to you,” I said coldly.

He hissed, “Go to hell, you dog.”

I walked around to him and smashed my clenched fist into his face, my knuckles white from the impact. “Listen bloodsucker, I’m not a dog, I’m a wolf and just so you know,” I growled under my breath, “Renesmee is not yours; she belongs to whoever she gives herself to.” With that I walked away.

“You say that now, but what about later when she picks someone else,” he sneered.

I was so tempted to turn back to him and punch him again but he wasn’t worth it, instead I laughed. “Then that’s up to her, I won’t take away her free-will like you were planning to do.”

I rejoined Bella and Renesmee. We were about to go find Carlisle to remove the glass from my arm when Nahuel turned and headed back towards us, Edward swooped down in front of us, his body crouched and a snarl ripping from his lips.

“I have to ask your daughter something,” Nahuel stated plainly enough.

“Enough, go back home! You have nothing to say to us,” he growled.

He stepped closer and Edward tensed some more and Bella interrupted, “Edward, what’s wrong?”

“Get Nessie in the house now, he has nothing left to do!” he commanded.

Renesmee stepped away from us and towards Nahuel, her head held high and her chin sticking out stubbornly, “I want to know. Tell me.”

My blood felt like it was thick and viscous, it trickled through my veins slowly and I started to feel light-headed but I held steady. My fists never unclenched.

Edward backed away, his face covered in an unyielding fury – from that moment, I knew something very bad was about to happen.

“Renesmee Carlie Cullen, I want us to be together; I’ll love and adore you forever. Please say you will,” he was practically begging on his knees for an answer but none came. The air was peppered with an eerie silence. “I’ll be back later for your answer, my love.”

After stroking his cheek, he left; leaving Bella stunned, Edward rigid, Renesmee astounded and I felt like I was falling. Except it wasn’t me exactly, it was my heart.

It was decision time already. Who would she pick? Me or the bloodsucker?

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August

18th

‘Breaking Dawn’ Jacob & Renesmee Fan Art (Gorgeous)

I fell in love with this gorgeous Breaking Dawn: Jacob & Renesmee fan art created by Endlesssly! Nessie looks perfect & I love how she’s playing with the Eclipse ribbon… so brilliant!

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May

11th

3. Visitors (Part 1)

Before you start to read I just want to note that this is going to be a long ending and since there’s too much to put in I’ll be posting part two later this week. I hope you enjoy it.

Amy

- Alice, Cullen

The towering green giants hovered above me, the rays of sun penetrating through the many layers of weak coverage. The branches of the coniferous tree’s swayed in the cooling morning breeze, it was barely sunrise for the humans – I had to hunt, I could feel my eyes turning into the midnight black in which I revolted against. The pine needles trickled down from the canopy of wooden limbs and settled against the shoulder of my cotton dress, the material soft next to my granite skin.

I could feel the same ominous twitching behind my eyes that I had become accustomed to, the familiar scent of an upcoming event, my breath ceased and my limbs became rigid – a new wave of images caressing my brain.

They slowly unfolded from the corners like a Polaroid photograph, the colours becoming deeper and the foggy silhouettes dimming into the pallid colour of their glistening skin.

There were two images placed side-by-side, one not so frightening and the other raising a staggering heartbeat, my throat constricted and the venom flowed onto my parched tongue.

First of all, the Romanian Coven were close by, I could see their red eyes pulsing with the burning sensation to feed. The second was the Volturi, Marcus and an unknown female vampire striding aside him. The light impression against my brain suddenly dissolved and I was left with a coiling knot in my stomach, panic setting in.

Running on the balls of my feet, the feeling of crushed and trampled leaves underneath my flat shoes, I felt the wind running its fingers through my pixie styled haircut. It was an exhilarating feeling for a vampire, to run, to feel free and give into your predatory instincts – to hear every creeping animal, the steady beating of their hearts, each rustle of the leaves and the pulsing of the sweet smelling blood flowing through their veins – Carnivores tasted the best!

Curving around the bend of the meander I found Jasper finishing off an elk by the galloping waves of the river, his face was calm and controlling until he saw my alarmed features. He darted over; his honeycomb hair bouncing with the wind, “What’s wrong?”

“We need to get to the house,” I panted. “Go and get Edward and Bella, they need to hear this!”

He left with haste, using all his power he tore through the trees at an alarming speed. Taking a few steps back I felt the strength surge through my legs, then without a moment’s notice I was flying through the air – my body spiralling – I landed on the nearest tree branch using my arms to flip myself around.

When I got to the house everyone was gathered in the main room, Edward and Bella were close to Nessie who was sitting by the grand piano with Jacob, who had came earlier this morning.

Carlisle’s calm, affirmative, tone was the first to reach my ears, “Alice, tell us what’s wrong?”

Edward stared blindly at Nessie with worried eyes, Bella caught his look – he tightened his hold on her hand firmly. “What’s wrong,” she demanded.

All eyes watched him intently, “It’s the Volturi,” he sighed.

The whole room erupted in chaos, each person reacting differently. Carlisle seemed to straighten along with Esme who, with her motherly instinct, looked deeply at her adopted children; Emmett was all for it “let’s do it!” and Jacob seemed to tighten the cord he felt with Nessie and instantly felt protective. He released a low rumbling growl, “What do those leeches want now! Shall I call the pack?”

“No Jacob; Alice please explain,” Carlisle replied tenderly.

I settled down by the left wall; Jasper close behind, his arm firmly around my waist, “I only saw Marcus and an unknown female vampire. I don’t think we should be so hasty, just use some caution.”

“What do you think Edward? You saw the vision as well.”

“Why don’t we just show them what were made of, we have Bella,” Emmett roared happily while sneaking a sly glance at Bella – she still had her newborn strength and her protective gift.

Edward snarled, “We will not fight!” He paused a few seconds taking a deep breath, “When I saw Alice’s thoughts I was alarmed like her, but when I took some time to think it over I thought that if they were coming to fight more would have come.”

Esme sighed with relief, “I see your point, why send only Marcus. I would have thought he was the least bothered by the vampire law.”

“Right, that’s actually why I think we should remain calm, but for a precaution to stay altogether.” He was fixed on Jacob’s gaze and then nodded – he was obviously reading his mind to make things easier. “That’s a good idea,” with that Jacob darted out the door leaving Bella to stand by Nessie while she watched him running into the forest.

I enquired shortly after, “What was his idea?”

“He’s off to run around the perimeter with Leah and Seth, and alert Sam in case they come across anything.”

It was a long tormenting hour before any news came back; Rosalie and Emmett disappeared upstairs along with Jasper who I knew would be in his office, Carlisle and Esme were in the dining room talking silently and lastly, Edward and Bella were watching Nessie through anxious eyes. They had no idea what the reason was for the Volturi’s visit, but whatever it was they weren’t going to leave their daughter alone.

Bella walked towards me, affection in her eyes. “Thank you,” she whispered. “For wanting to warn us for Renesmee’s sake, if it is her they want.” She strode away, her long brown hair falling down her shoulders.

Suddenly, Edward’s eyes found the fringes of forest surrounding the house – no doubt Jacob was shouting something in his mind for him to hear. Then I heard his telepathic voice, we had gotten good at this but we had never used it for a while. They have found a scent; I have it feeling it might be our visitors.

We might have a complication if the Romanian coven happens to stop by.

I heard his laugh and Bella turned asking what was so funny. “Nothing Bella, darling, Alice was simply just pointing out something,” he answered lightly kissing her porcelain cheek.

It was then that Jacob, in his wolf form, came padding from the edge of the woods, two vampires at his side. Marcus and the female vampire we didn’t know, Edward stared at her worriedly until his creased brow was loosened. Her name is Caroline, her husband was killed by Aro, and Marcus brought her to save her life.

By now we had all gathered outside, Renesmee clutching at Bella’s jeans – Jacob’s eyes observed her carefully.

It was Carlisle who spoke first, “Marcus, what do I owe this visit?”

His lips were clamped shut and his head bowed, Edward answered his question. “He has left the Volturi, he found Aro to have murdered his wife Didyme and no longer see’s him as a brother.” Both the vampire’s coal black eyes were now settling on Nessie’s; no doubt they could hear the faint thudding of her hybrid heart.

Then slipping his hand from Bella’s, Edward moved towards Carlisle and explained the situation silently amongst the crowd. “I am sorry to hear brother the source of your sadness, yours as well Caroline.”

She was astonished by his knowledge of herself; keeping herself quiet she nodded and bowed in respect.

Then in the distance we could all hear the thumping of wolf paws, Leah and Seth came running into the clearing, all heads turned, and all eyes staring at the two figures. A snarl ripped into the air and into the clearing came the Romanian coven – Stefan and Vladimir, their bodies crouched, their teeth exposed.