-1A/U: Hey, this is my first story here on fan fiction for twilight. Its about Renesmee because she is my favorite character other than Alice and Emmett. It takes place like a few years from the end of breaking dawn. Renesmee is about 6 so she should look about 17 or 18...I think.

Full summary: There was once a time when the Cullens could relax. The Volturi were gone and no harm could be done. The family was safe and that was all that mattered. They never dreamed that another attack would happen. But, they soon learn that someone wants Renesmee. For all the wrong reasons. Now they must protect her from whatever is out there. But, whatever it is, is much more powerful than any of the Cullens could ever imagine.

So, enjoy, Whispers.

Shrouded in darkness, the silhouette ghosted closer with his blood red eyes. His hand was held out toward me, as if he was motioning me to come forward. I could hear low whispers in another language coming from him.

Was this real? Or was this another dream?

My feet didn't move as I slowly conveyed toward the mysterious figure. It was as if I was being pulled. When I grabbed his hand, behind him, my entire family and all the wolves lay dead on the ground. That was when I knew that it was a nightmare.

My own screams shocked me awake.

I woke up in my own bed. Beads of sweat matted my hair. I was panting rapidly and my hands were clutched to my sheets. I threw off my sheets and ran to see if my family was still alive and to make sure that none of that was real.

Much to my relief, they all sat happily in the living room. Laughing at something that I had no knowledge of. Once back in my room, I slammed the door and slid to the floor, tears rolling down my eyes.

These nightmares had haunted me for nights but they all felt so real. Like they were trying to tell me something and I just wasn't getting it. But what? What could they possibly be trying to tell me?

I cried at my door until I finally fell asleep on my floor.

The next morning, it was the same as any other day in Forks. Cold, rainy and disgusting. The sky was its normal shade of gray. The nightmare followed me.

"Good morning, love," daddy said to me as I came downstairs. We had once lived in the cottage that my grandparents had given us not long after I was born. But, my parents decided not to long ago that we should move back into the main house with the rest of the family. "Did you sleep alright?"

"Yes," I lied. I had to be careful around my father, he read my mind very easily. But, he promised he would block me out whenever it wasn't an emergency. "Just great."

His face twisted into concern as he could hear my accelerate heartbeat. This was when he read my mind. He would for sure know about the nightmares now. I had been careful over the past few days to think nothing about them.

"Your having nightmares?" he asked from reading my thoughts. "What type of nightmares?"

"Its nothing. Just some dreams. I'm fine," I lied. Of course, he wasn't convinced. Nothing got past daddy. My mom was the only one who was even able to try to lie to him. He couldn't read her mind. Sometimes, I envied her, just for that.

"Renesmee, my dear, if something has been bothering you, you must tell me. Alright?"

I smiled and nodded. "Yeah."

He smiled, hugged me and I continued past him into the living room. The atmosphere was calm. A beautiful, improvised piano melody drifted through the house; played by Rosalie. Alice and Jasper were playing a game of chess, Esme was sketching something, Carlisle was reading and my mother and Jacob were discussing something involving Forks on the couch. I walked over to join them.

"I'm telling you bells, Forks is the place to be," Jacob said. I sat on this lap and he brought me into his chest.

Jacob and I hadn't been dating very long. Though, we had known each other my whole life. I had learned not to long ago that he imprinted on me. My father told me that imprinting was like love at first sight, only stronger. I couldn't help but smile every time I thought about it. Jacob and I would be together forever. Unless something was to happen and we were to be separated. I just prayed that would never happen.

"Hey, you," he smiled, kissing me on the cheek. "Sleep okay?"

I nodded and grinned. I placed my hands on his cheeks. I only did that when I wanted to tell him something that I didn't want the others to hear. I was hungry and needed a hunting partner. Not that that was much of a secret but if I said it aloud, everyone would want to tag along.

"yeah, sure. Do you want to go put some different clothes on?" he whispered in my ear. He had to know that everyone else could hear. There was no point in whispering in the house.

"Sure, I'll be right back."

As soon as I had changed clothes and was ready to hunt, Jacob led me outside. I hadn't even noticed that the tiny rain drops had turned into beautiful, majestic snow flakes.

"Should we do what we used to do when you were little?" he smiled before he phased. "See who can catch the bigger prey?"

I smiled. I was up for a little competition. didn't he already know he was going to lose?

"Your on," I smirked.

We took off into the forest, him phasing as we went further in. I hid behind a shrub as I saw a mountain lion grazing through the forest. I had already lost Jacob.

"There you are," I whispered, crouching and ready to pounce.

"RENESMEE!" someone screamed. My prey ran away. It sounded like it came from the house. It sounded like my mother. Was something wrong?

Jacob quickly found me and we ran back to the house. Every body was in a panic. My mother and father were sitting on the couch with Alice who had a glassy look in her eyes. She had seen something. Something bad.

"What's going on?" I asked, Jacob--who had phased back after hearing the scream--had me in his arms. "Did something happen?"

"We have to get her somewhere. Somewhere this creature wont expect," Carlisle said. It was as if was completely ignored.

"Will somebody tell me what's going on!" I cried. My level of frustration at its peak.

"Renesmee," my mother sighed, standing up and taking me into her arms. "it'll be ok."

I pushed her off. Something I had never done to anyone before. I wanted to know what was so bad.

"Someone's after you. Not the volturi. Vampires. Powerful vampires. There is a group of them," my father sighed.

My body froze stiff. "Well, we can take them right? Alice can see what they're doing. You can see what they're thinking. Mom can protect us with her shield. We'll be alright. Wont we?" I cried.

"We don't know what they're capable of. The best we can do is to get you out of here. Out of Forks. Go pack a bag."

Jacob took me into his arms. I needed to know that everything would be ok. And in his arms was where everything felt alright. It was like home.

"I want to stay." I said after a moment of brief silence. Everyone was watching Alice with great intensity.

"This group is ruthless," she said, still looking forward. "They're on a killing rampage in St. Helens, Oregon. They're getting closer. They want Renesmee and they wont stop until they get her."

"Do we stay and fight?" Emmett asked. It was the first line I had heard him speak all morning.

"Somebody has to go with Renesmee. The rest of us will stay and take them. With the aide of the wolves," my father began. I cut him off.

"No! if you guys stay, I stay. I will not let you guys die for me!" I cried. "We took the volturi and we can take them too!"

And for a moment, everybody was silent. Was this the end? Was it really? We took the volturi, we beat them. So, what was so different about this group?

"the difference about this group is we don't know how powerful they may be. Renesmee, please, go pack a bag. it's the only way," my father sighed.

"But, daddy!"

"Renesmee, go!" he said louder.

I could feel the tears rolling profusely down my cheeks. With nothing else to say, I ran up the stairs and locked myself into my room.