Today is the day.
The day when she would be freed from her cramped confinement.
Bright light pierced her mother's womb- bright enough to blind her behind her closed eyelids. Large hands reached into the bloody cavern and pulled her from within. At the slightest nudge, her sister cried out, and there were gasps as the people around them realized there were two children within Bella's womb.
"There's two of them!," a voice cried. "Rosalie take the first one!"
The first born child was handed off to a pale, blonde woman, who held her close and wiped at her bloody face with a soft cloth.
The second child was pulled from the human mother's womb- "Renesmee," the father whispered, and the first child's face screwed up in disgust.
The second child- Renesmee- as she was now named- was handed to a tiny, black haired woman, who gently cleaned at her face as well. Both children were then taken to a seperate room to be cleaned and dressed- oblivious to the fact that the first child, hadn't been named, and she wasn't the least bit fond of that fact.
By the time Renesmee and the first born were clean of there mother's blood, the eldest child had already been famaliarized with the family she was born into. She identified the women - Alice, Rosalie and Esme - and the men - Emmett, Jasper and Carlisle - but she had yet to meet her own mother and father.
But what irked the first born more, was that no one seemed to fawn over her like they did her little sister. Likely because Reneesme looked just like her mother as her family liked to say, over and over.
The first born and Renesmee's eyes were wide open by this point- and where the first born had inky blue irises, Renesmee had chocolate brown. And where Renesmee had a tuft of brown curls on her head, the first born had a reddish brown tuft. And while the first born was capable of intellectual thought, Renesmee had a power- the power to relay images from her mind to another's by simple touch. While the first born was impressed - she couldn't help but be jealous too - not just because Renesmee had a power - oh no, the first born just knew that she'd get one too later on - but no, she was jealous because Renesmee used that power to be fed. Meanwhile, the first born was left with a cranky attitude and an aching stomach in the arms of the man she identified as Emmett.
The first born figured that eventually the rest of her family would recall that she was there and feed her as well - or at least acknowledge her too. But that thought certainly went flying out the door when an inconceivably horrid smell flood her nostrils and a young, tan-skinned man marched into the living room they were gathered in.
The young man's eyes widened, alternating between looking at the first born and Renesmee before finally settling on the youngest and falling to his knees. The young man imprinted- and the first born couldn't fucking believe it.
Suddenly, a pale young man and woman entered the room as well, and almost immediately all hell broke loose.
"You imprinted on my daughter?!" the pale, red-eyed woman screamed in a ferocious rage.
Before the tan young man could even respond, he was thrown through the double doors that led out into a forest.
"Bella, it wasn't my choice!" he panted, struggling to his feet.
"She's a baby!"
"It's not like that! I swear!" he pleaded.
"I've haven't even held her once, Jacob! Not one time! And already you think you can make some moronic wolfie claim on her?! She's mine," Bella screamed, shoving him once more into a tree.
"At least he didn't imprint on both of them," Emmett murmured, gazing down at the first born in his arms, who silently watched the scene unfold.
"B- both?" Bella muttered, spinning around to see that there were in fact two babies. One was squirming in the arms of Rosalie, and the other watched her intently from the arms of Emmett.
Bella turned to her mate and husband, eyes wide as he smiled tenderly towards her. He took the baby from Rosalie and stepped towards her. "Bella, this is our daughter, Renesmee..."
Bella smiled in awe at the brown haired baby, taking her tenderly in her arms. "She's gorgeous," she murmured before being overwhelmed with images of her own face and Edward's as the babe touched her cheek. "She has powers?!"
Edward nodded, having collected the information from the minds of his family. "Yes, Bella. Our daughter is gifted," he murmured gently, admiring the sight of his creation in the arms of his wife.
I'm your daughter too you bastard...
That quiet thought snapped Edward from his fond gazing and he turned with a frown. "Who said that?"
I did...
"Said what, Edward?" asked Carlisle, brow furrowed.
"Someone called me a bastard- said they were my dau...ghter...too..." his and everyone else's gaze turned to the baby snuggled in Emmett's arms.
The blue eyed babe stared back intently at her father. Hello, Father.
Edward's eyes widened and he crept closer. "You... You can form intellectual thought...?"
Yes, the first born blinked slowing, nodding her tiny head a bit.
"B-but how...?"
"Edward, what's going on?" Bella asked, brow furrowed and gazing at her other baby.
"The baby - she can think - as in, actually form a literate thought." A crooked smile graced his face.
Yes, I can, Edward.
"You don't have to call me Edward- I'm your father - you can call me Dad," he offered.
I'd rather not... The baby's brow furrowed.
Edward's did too. "Why not?"
I'm uncomfortable giving such an endearing name to a man who couldn't care less about me...
Edward's browed furrowed even further. "Why would you think that?"
What's my name, Edward? Tell me...
"I-It's - It's-..." he frowned, looking around to the intrigued faces of his family as they tried to decipher the conversation and he tried to find the first born's name in their minds- but he came up short. "I- I don't- know..."
Exactly, Edward.
He let out a defeated sigh.
"Edward what's going on?" Bella mumbled, gently stroking Renesmee's face.
"I- she- she doesn't want me for a father," he murmured, browed furrowed deeply as everyome gasped.
Bella frowned, looking at the baby in her friend's arms. "What? Why?"
"Because I didn't know her name..."
"Her name? Didn't you name her?"
No, he didn't...
"No," he murmured.
"Well, it makes sense- we didn't know there'd be another one so we didn't have a name for the second baby!"
Another one..? Second..!? I was the first- you stupid b-
"Hey! I get that your mad but you have no right thinking that way of your mother!"
Mother is too endearing a term.
Everyone looked upon the scene wide-eyed.
"What is your problem?" Edward snarled, surprising himself a bit that he would talk to his own child this way.
My problem is that we were born two hours and so far my little sister has been the only one fed, coddled, and named! I'm starving you, bastard!
"She hasn't been fed..?" Edward murmured.
"Oh! Well, she hasn't really made a sound since she was changed and figured she was...okay..," Alice offered.
"I'll feed her," Emmett volunteered, already stepping inside to grab a bottle of milk with a small smile.
"No, wait! I wanna feed her," Bella smiled, handing Renesmee over to Edward, the baby giving a slight whine.
No...
The red-eyed woman neared her child and the baby squirmed further into Emmett's arms.
"Come here baby," she cooed.
No... The baby began to scream.
Emmett turned the child away from her.
"Em, what are you doing?" Bella asked.
"She doesn't want you," he frowned.
"What? Emmett, give me my baby!"
"No," he snarled suddenly.
The family grew on the defensive. "Emmett, give her her child..." Carlisle said slowly.
"No," he snarled ferociously. "Artemis doesn't want her!"
"Artemis?"
Yes, Artemis...
"Are you doing this?" questioned Edward, looking the first born in the eyes. The rest of the family looked at Emmett in bewilderment.
The baby didn't respond, simply stared back with a look of affirmative in her eyes.
Alice gasped and pointed towards the baby's hand on Emmett's forearm, lightly glowing blue veins emanating from beneath her tiny palm.
"She can mind control..." Jasper whispered- the first words he'd said all day.
"Baby-"
"Artemis," Emmett snarled for her.
"A-Artemis, I just want to hold you."
No...
"She said no," Edward mumbled.
Bella frowned- her patience wearing thin. "Artemis-"
"She said no!" Emmett snarled.
"Fine! Keep the damn kid!" Bella screamed, breathing heavily.
"Gladly!" Emmett yelled back, voice back to normal and blue veins from Artemis gone.
"Bella!" "Emmett!" The family yelled.
"Edward, I can't-!" "Rosalie, think about it! Our own kid!" They yelled at the same time.
Artemis whined a bit, opening her mouth wide to express her hunger. Emmett remembered what he intended to do and walked over to the kitchen, tugging a stunned Rosalie along.
"Think about it, babe! This is what you always wanted! A chance to raise a child together!"
"Yeah, Em, but I meant my own! Not the rejected child of Edward and Bella!"
Bitch...
"Don't call her that," Emmett frowned.
"Well its true! Not to mention that she seems to have a mean streak already as an infant- and that she can control people!"
"I was aware during all of that, you know? I knew what she was doing and I was okay with it. I want to raise her, Rosalie. With or without- but I would prefer to do it with."
He looked at her with hopeful eyes and she sighed, rubbing her eyes before walking over to the fridge. Pulling out a blood bag, she poured some in a spare baby bottle and walked back over to Emmett.
"She looks a lot more paler than Renesmee, so I'm guessing she'd prefer blood over milk," she murmured, twisting the nipple on the baby bottle.
Artemis gave a toothless giggle, making them both smile as she began to drink happily.
"Artemis Hale Cullen... How does that sound?" he murmured.
"Perfect."