Time: Three years after Breaking Dawn.
Never Forgotten
Chapter One: Renesmee
Two clicks to the left and my music box comes to life. I spin and dance around my room feeling the cool stones beneath my toes. My shoes and stockings lay in the corner, Master was out today and over the years I know I have two clicks of music time before he reaches the room. It's rumored in these halls that when I arrived here this music box is the only thing that calmed me during the storms. Now Master has banned its music promising to break it if he ever found it. He claims im old enough to go without it, but it still sooths me at my worst of times. The doors below my room slam closes sending my heart into a fury. How does one calm a music box? I know he can already hear the music playing.
"Im so dead" I chant to myself over and over scampering around the room to hide my prized possession. The tune stops with the footsteps right outside me door.
"Renesmee" He calls from behind the locked iron doors. His voice calm but I can sense the rage behind it. As I turn to the door I see I forgot to take my tonic this morning and I down it before I head to the door; calmly so I can wipe the pucker off my face from the texture of the liquid. "Renesmee, don't make me ask again"
"Yes Master Aro" I ask opening the door, He's wearing his dark cloak; we're going somewhere again.
"Pack a bag. And leave that monstrous noise here" I know the routine, I have five minutes exactly to take anything I might need for an extended amount of time.
"Yes Master" I don't close the door as I run to my shelf and take down my single wide suit case and lay it open on the bed. Next I run to my Amour and grab two plain dresses a set of stockings for each, an extra hoop skirt, gloves, a sun hat, and finally my own black cloak which I put on right away. I fold everything quickly and sneak my diary wrapped in a night gown in on top. These trips usually mean someone is coming for me. My inner clock signals my five minutes are almost over and I grab my stocking for today and my boots and pull them back on.
"Renesmee" I turn to look at Master Aro answering silently with my eyes. "Your skirt is too short. You may look twelve years old but you are still a child. Cover your ankles."
"Yes sir" I roll down the top of my skirt till it hangs an inch above the ground and re pin the sides to keep it that way. Any shorter and it would be even more impossible to get around; or escape. My mind whispers the last part to me, an ache comes over my heart but I push both the thought and pain away. Aro always seemed to know what I am thinking when he leads me out of the castle. Over the years I've trained myself to keep my mind neutral and forget my past.
"Time to go" He says as the bell tower tolls over Italy. I follow him out into the hall and down the stairs.
"Where are we going this time Master?" I ask as we reach the main floor. His hand comes down across my face sending me and my suitcase into the wall on the other side of the room.
"You know better than to ask questions" I did know better. I don't dare touch my face as I gather myself off the floor; from my jaw to my eye burn intensely. His hand reaches for mine and I lock all emotions out of my mind. He walks me to the doors and out into the courtyard releasing his hold on me to talk to a guard. I look around outside careful to not make a scene of it. Out of the corner of my eye I see a figure watching from the hills surrounding the city. As the wind picks up I pray my scent reaches him. I look up to the moon as it reaches out from behind the clouds, shining down on me. I smile at it and close my eyes breathing with the wind.
Part Two; Jacob
"Yes Alice I know" Seth rolls his eyes. "We will" He hangs up his phone and slips it into his pocket. "She wants us to be careful. We'll stand out here and she won't be able to see us" They couldn't come with us for they think Aro has the house being watched. It seems every rescue attempt we've tried over the last three years have failed. She is never there when we come looking for her.
"That guy's looking at us funny" Embry comments coming to my side.
"Keep everything in text" I say to them opening up a group message on my phone. "Let's go look like tourists; Im not leaving her behind again." They open their phones and nod. We leave the Volterra airport and head into the busy street.
"Dude look at this" Seth calls running his fingers down a red print shirt. The shop owner comes out and swats his fingers away.
"No sell to Americans" He points to a sign on the side of his shack written in Italian. Never have I ever wished the Cullen's were here more than I do now.
"Let's head up to the main part" I suggest. We should have better luck there. They follow my lead as we push through the streets. Every shop around us seemed to have the same sign. "Were not going to get anywhere like this. Let's just head to the hills and start there" I type into the phone already irritated. Embry and Seth follow protocol and disperse into the crowd I turn to slip away finding the same creepy guy from the airport watching me. He followed us here, he could be working for the leeches, but with the sun out they themselves can't leave so we have some time left. I pretend to ignore the man and leave the city jogging up into the woods and out of sight. I find Seth and Embry already setting up the maps to look over them, I look at them for a while not really seeing them; my mind going back to the memories of her. I barely had any time with her but yet I had already fell in love with her. I get up from them and go to clear the air on the hill.
"So what now" Seth asks coming up behind me.
"Shh" I hush him a faint sound coming from the castle catches my attention.
"What is it?" Embry asks.
"Shh" Seth and I shush him together. They stand flanking me, as the lullaby plays Clair de Lune in the distance. The doors of the castle slap shut and soon the music stops.
"Call Edward now" I growl and go to get a closer look. Seth dials his phone and he speaks on the first ring but I don't listen. We've had this talk before; they'll be out on next flight, and then Seth will joke about swimming here would be faster. My ears and eyes fix only on the castle; listening to the only heartbeat. I stand out in the open exposing myself to the elements, but at this point I don't care; Ive gone three years without her. My heart aches at the thought and I run my fingers down the left side of my chest to sooth the pain. The sun begins to set around me and the doors open to the rising moon pulling the darkness down around me. The pain burns once more as the red eyed demon steps out into the open holding the hand of my heartbeat; I fight everything I live for, everything I am, the instinct to growl, to race down there, to howl into the moon, for her, I fight it. She looks to me under the cloak, her skin glimmering in the moonlight. The man release her hand and turns his back from her. I breathe in the wind as it pulls her scent to me; Renesmee stands just a quarter mile from me; the closest she's been in three years. And my inner wolf knows it.
"She's hurt" Embry whispers, my eyes seeks out for truth behind his words, and sure enough as she lifts her face to the moon half her face shows to be blistered and red. Without warning a growl releases from my chest and I land on all fours. I crank my head back and howl a warning to her captor. All three vampires turn towards me, and I growl in rage. Embry phases beside me and Seth backs off from us; we're ready for a hunt.