DISCLAIMER: Stephanie Meyer owns Twilight; not me! I just make the characters my puppets!

The Volturi Meets Keena.

Keena's POV:

I remember hiding. I remember hearing a scream, wondering who it was, and realising it was me. Something cold and sharp grazed my neck and I caught a glimpse of a handsome man standing in front of me. My eyes locked with his, and I gasped. Scarlet eyes met mine.

I opened my eyes, erasing the memory from my head. I was standing in the branch of a tree that hung in front of a window, gazing in at a family of ten, all of them sitting, talking. My eyes locked on two of them. One, a girl with bronze curls that draped over her shoulders, rosy cheeks and deep, chocolate brown eyes, was sitting on the lap of the other, a huge boy with brown hair that was tied loosely into a plait. Both of them gazed at each other, the small girl's hand touching the forehead of the boy. I heard the boy speak.

"Renesmee," I heard him whisper. So Renesmee was the name of this odd creature.

The girl-Renesmee-turned around and looked in my direction. I instinctively crouched out of sight but the girl continued to stare.

Suddenly I heard a name that I recognized.

"Keena." I froze at the sound of my name.

The voice was that of a boy I knew. I hissed. "Edward!" I spat the name out.

What did I do know? Did I run? Did I confront the family? I sorted through my thoughts. Following my instincts, I fled, scraping my arms on branches of many trees. I didn't stop, I ran on until I reached my destination, a hollow log. Creeping inside, I listened intently. The sound of footsteps speeding towards me made me still. Before I knew it, a woman's face was peering in at mine.

"Keena, it's ok, you can come out." I cautiously slid out of the log. She seemed nice enough, a smile lit her face and warmth settled in her eyes. I studied the figure carefully. She looked like she was in her mid-twenties at least, but she was beautiful and pale, with curled, caramel coloured hair that grew past her shoulders. But as soon as I saw her my attention was drawn to one feature. Her honey-gold eyes.

"I am Esme," she informed me kindly. "We-my family-saw you watching us. It appears that you are one of us."

Despite her tone I hissed. "Of course I am one of you. There aren't many humans I know that lived in 1918 and haven't changed!" I saw something that resembled wonder flicker in Esme's eyes, but it was gone so quickly that I couldn't be sure.

"Well…" Esme continued awkwardly. If you like, you could come and join us back at our home." She suggested. I opened my mouth to refuse but closed it quickly. I didn't think there would be any harm in visiting Edward for a short while. "Ok, fine," I replied, my head raised. "But only for a while."

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BELLAS POV:

Me and Edward held hands on the sofa, looking at the girl-Keena-Edward had told me-who was standing awkwardly with Esme at the door. The ruby glint in her eyes had cautioned us, and Renesmee and Jacob were now up hiding in Edward's room.

Although her clothes were torn and her hair was tangled, the girl was beautiful, even for a vampire. Her face was beautiful, pale and slim, cropped blonde hair with light blue streaks blended in. She was wearing old faded black jeans that bore holes in the knees and a strapless blue tee that looked as if it had been washed in mud.

What alarmed me most was the way that she and Edward looked at each other, pain in her eyes, worry in his, as if having a silent conversation. I stood and walked slowly towards her, the ruby eyes instantly peeled off Edward to glance at me. I ran closer, impatient to meet her. Keena must have taken my speed as a sign of aggression, because she crouched into a defensive position. I instantly stopped, but not of my own will, something was forbidding me to step closer, to move at all. When I was still, Keena visibly relaxed, and I felt the control of my body return. I opened my mouth to speak, but I had no words to use. Keena smiled nervously at me, but I only looked back, my face blank and my mind thoughtful.

I saw Carlisle step forward warily from the corner of my eyes, "Keena," he whispered, what did you do?" his eyes fixed on hers with mingled confusion and curiosity.

Keena smiled at him. "I used my barrier."

This is my first fanfic, let me know what you think. I will not continue this as I don't think the plot is very good unless I get positive feedback.