Hey guys! So Breaking Dawn came out like... Last week? Well as I'm writing this it was last Friday.. And I got to go see it on opening day and may I say, WOW. It was very well done! I've tried doing a Twilight Fanfic before but I got bored with it pretty quickly. But I think that this will be fun to write so I'll stick with it! If you like my style of writing and you are into reading more that I've written, check out my Profile here on FanFiction and read Somewhere Only We Know! Anyway! This will be rated M for language and possible sexual content later on... Leave reviews! 3


Chapter One: Blackout (Breathe Carolina)

The thick woods sat in silence, not even the creatures of the forest moved as they sensed the presence of the predator. Muscular calves connected to light feet sheathed in black, suede boots carried a thin body through the damp, Oregon surroundings.

The predator picked up it's pace, pushing itself to the limit. There was only one thing on it's mind.

Blood.

It's very existence depended on it's sustenance. Nothing could stop it from getting the sticky, red liquid without killing it where it stood.

A heartbeat. One single exhale of air was all it took to redirect the predator's path to a whole new portion of the woods without missing a step.

Suddenly a second heartbeat was present but it wasn't from an animal of prey. Running along side the predator was a rust-colored wolf, pushing to keep up with it's "partner's" pace.

The predator turned it's head to the side, staring straight into the dog's large brown eyes. A wild grin spread across the pale girl's face as she realized her running partner was a familiar presence.

She pushed herself to go even faster as the wolf pulled up ahead of her, cutting off her path as it zigzagged to slow her down. The wolf's tongue lolled out of the side of its giant mouth as if it was teasing the girl with it's wicked grin.

Without a second thought, the girl pushed off of the ground and tackled the wolf with the force of four fully grown men. The pair flew through the air and eventually returned to the earth, skidding through twigs and leaves scattered across the forest floor.

The girl landed under the large, harry wolf with her legs and arms pinned to the ground my its paws. It's head lowered, teeth grazing her delicate jaw in an attempt to provoke fear from her.

"God damn it, Jacob! You are such a cheater!" She lifted her legs up under the wolf's stomach and kicked with all her might, sending it crashing into a large Oak tree on the other side of the small pathway they had landed in.

She scrambled to her feet, keeping her back turned to the rustling sounds coming from behind the tree she had kicked the large dog into. "That wasn't fair. You know I've been needing to hunt and now-" She paused to listen for the original heartbeat that had determined her course change, but it was now nowhere to be found. "It's gone. Thanks a lot."

"You're welcome." A low, smooth voice sounded in her ear as the tall, tan boy known as Jacob strolled by her to lounge on a fallen tree, wearing only denim cut-off shorts and white sneakers. "It's not my fault you can't keep up, Renesmee."

A black boot flew two inches in front of his face, causing his face to unfold into a pleased grin. She knew he was just using her full name for the sake of being a jackass, because she had always been known as Nessie by him.

Now being fifteen, Nessie was catching up to Jake seeing as he hadn't aged in the past seven years it had taken her to grow up. The young girl was in an odd position of mortality seeing as her mother had been human when she was born, but her father had been a vampire for over a century before they had met.

This created the half-breed, Renesmee Carlie Cullen. Even though she had only technically been alive for seven years, she had the mindset of a twenty year old and looked as though she was in her mid-teens. This had created more difficulties than her parents, Edward and Bella Cullen, had originally predicted.

As the people in their home town of Forks, Washington had started to become suspicious of her strange growth rate, her parents had become uneasy. It had been at the beginning of this particular summer that they had moved to a small town in central Oregon.

Jacob Black, the werewolf that was now lounging on the moss covered tree, had joined the entire Cullen clan in their move. He never had really explained to Nessie why he couldn't bare to be that far away from her, only saying that it had something to do with the Imprint that had connected them from her birth.

He had been the same age physically when she was born as he was during this summer, due to the phasing into his wolf-form stunting his growth. It aggravated Nessie to no end that no one would explain what the Imprint meant, but she hadn't been back to the Quileute Indian Reservation of LaPush since the previous spring and she just hadn't been that interested in the Imprint at the time.

The sun was setting behind the trees and the forest would have already be hard to navigate for any human, luckily this wasn't the case for Nessie and Jake but it was still time for them to go home.

Neither of them talked much as they backtracked through the woods to the Cullen home. Nessie had long forgotten about her "supper" and now skipped along beside Jacob in order to keep up with his long strides with ease, her small feet kicked up little groups of green leaves that had been shaken from the trees above.

"So you start your first day of high school tomorrow?" It wasn't really a question, more of a solemn comment that Jake tried to make sound positive.

She groaned loudly, running a hand through her thick, straightened hair as she leaned against the tall boy walking beside her. "Please don't remind me. I can't believe I'm the only one going this year."

The Cullens and Jacob had all decided that Renesmee should have at least one normal high school experience by herself. This left her to go to a new school without any friends, by herself. Needless to say, she was less than thrilled.

Jake wrapped his arms around her thin shoulders, kissing the crown of her head. "It'll be fine, Ness. All you have to do is say the word and I'll be there."

Letting her face bury into Jake's chest as they walked, Nessie squeezed her eyes shut. She would never willingly admit that she was afraid, not even in these moments where she felt as though nothing could hurt her. It wasn't like she needed to remind the tall boy how much of a brother he was to her, yet it didn't feel right for him to be this way anymore.

"There's the house lights. I'll race you." Shoving him behind her, the bronze haired beauty took of towards the porch knowing that he was close behind her all the way.

Her boots hit the wooden planks of the deck milliseconds before Jacob's sneakers, but it was enough for her to declare success. She flashed a row of blinding white teeth at the grinning, tan boy as she backed towards the sliding, glass door.

"I win. See you tomorrow, Jake." The moment the door closed behind her, she ran to the curtained window overlooking the backyard so she could watch him climb onto the motorcycle he had rebuilt when he had actually been sixteen.

A throat cleared behind Nessie that caused the hair on her arms to stand on edge. It wasn't the deep aggravated voice of her father that she had been expecting, it was worse.

She turned to look at a small, pixie-like woman standing in the doorway of the dining room that Nessie had entered, her tiny hands planted firmly on her narrow hips. "Welcome home, Renesmee"

Rolling her eyes, the young girl flashed an award winning smile at her aunt as she pushed past her into the living room where the rest of her family were congregated.

Sitting in the two large armchairs in the corner of the room were Carlisle and Esme, the "grandparents" of the family even though they appeared to only be in their mid-thirties. Standing directly in front of the TV were Edward's two "adopted" brothers, Jasper and Emmett, intensely watching whatever sport happened to be featured on ESPN that evening.

Emmett's mate and Renesmee's other aunt, Rosalie, was perched on the arm of the black leather couch with a deep-set scowl on her face. The two thin, pale bodies that were cuddled together on the couch looked up at Renesmee and Alice's entrance.

"Where's Jacob?" Bella had a look of concern on her face that caused a frown to appear on Edward's face.

Flopping onto the neon blue beanbag chair she had managed to sneak into the carefully decorated living room earlier on in the day, Nessie shrugged. "He said something about going to see Billy tonight. He'll be back tomorrow."

Although the Cullens had made every effort to offer Jacob a room in their home, he wouldn't hear of it so they had settled with building him a small home on their property that he rarely used.

He bounced between sleeping on the couch in their living room and staying with his father in LaPush which he could reach rather quickly in wolf-form. This particular night he had obviously chosen the latter.
"Alright, I gave you a whole day of freedom but now it's time." Alice huffed, clamping down on Nessie's arm and pulled her towards the stairs.

Edward and Bella laughed at their daughter's look of horror as she was pulled to her room in order to plan her first day of school outfit. She loved Alice, she really did, but she could care less as to what she wore anywhere. Secretly a part of her wanted to be shunned and left alone at her new school, friends equals too many questions that she just wasn't ready to answer.

Shoved onto the bed, Nessie simply waited for the moment when she would be a mindless Barbie doll for Alice to play with. Rosalie appeared in the doorway, immediately going to the oversized walk-in closet they had installed for their own pleasure rather than the young girl's.

"How about this, dear?" Alice held up a sequined, golden dress that was long enough to have a fairly substantial train. The look on her nieces face caused her to quickly return to the closet.

Rosalie had chosen an outfit to completely counter Alice's. Nessie recognized a pair of dark, denim shorts that would leave almost nothing to the imagination and a white t-shirt that had the same quality.

The bronze-haired child wasn't the only one that recognized the articles of clothing, for Edward was shaking his head vigorously as she watched his sister's stampede his teenage daughter.

"I think not."

Renesmee lifted her pale hand to her father's chiseled cheekbone, pushing images of laughing teenagers and unwanted attention into his mind with a force that would knock down a normal person. A human.

The two women reappeared in the bedroom, unhappy as ever. "It's our right as aunts to do this, Edward." Alice huffed, waving around a shoe from two pairs of stiletto heels.

"Let's compromise." Nessie said firmly, looking her aunt directly in the eye and letting the look burn into the pixie's brain.

And to everyone's surprise, they did. On her vanity table as she climbed in the shower lay a white dress with black lace covering the entirety that reached just above her knees and a brand new pair of black suede, ankle boots.

She wasn't thrilled with the outfit, for she was sure it was going to get her more attention than she had initially wanted, but she would settle in order to make everyone happy.

Climbing out of the scalding hot water, Nessie slipped on a pair of sweatpants and an oversized t-shirt she had stolen from Jacob when she was younger. She climbed into her warm bed as she pulled her long, damp hair up into a sloppy ponytail.

She stared at the doors that led out onto her balcony, waiting for the one thing that would put her to sleep. As if he had read her mind, one lone howl cut through the silence of the night, telling her that it was time for her to sleep. And she did.


Sweet melodic notes woke Nessie from her dreamless sleep. She knew it was her father that sat at the Grand Piano, his fingers dancing across the keys in no particular order.

Creeping down the stairs, she sat down on the third step and watched her parents sit on the piano bench together with their backs to her. Normally they would have sensed her presence, but they were staring deeply into each other's eyes and seemed to be lost to everything in the world.

A bitter pang of jealousy washed through the young half-breed. Why couldn't she have the same thing? An unconditional love that would be worth living forever for. It seemed too far away for her to grasp the idea, little did she know it was closer than she had hoped.


"You'll make tons of friends, Renesmee. Just remember to not transfer your thoughts to anyone." Edward seemed concerned that his daughter didn't have the self-control to do this alone so soon.

He had wanted to attend high school with her of course, in order to protect her from everything the world had to throw at her. It had been Bella that had talked him out of the idea, wanting Renesmee to be able to make her own decisions and mistakes at least once.

"I know, Dad. It'll be fine." She leaned against the black Escalade they had recently purchased in order to look more like a normal family, which seemed to have been pointless with the particular car choice. Her voice sounded sure of herself, but if she wasn't being watched so closely by her father she would have been shaking.

Edward knew that she was lying to him, but he couldn't bring himself to crush her hopes of being strong. Kissing her head, he pushed her towards the doors of the school. "Have a good day, Renesmee."

Staring up at the looming high school, she swallowed down the lump in her throat. She had insisted on being driven by only one person and had begged to be allowed to enter alone.

Now regretting this, she shifted her backpack from one shoulder to both. With a final deep breath, she pushed into the school already ten minutes late.


An aide in the front office that had told her his name was Joey, led her through the sterile, white hallways to her first hour classroom. He didn't talk to her the whole trip there, but occasionally she would catch him staring at her in wonder.

The large classroom was alive with the laughter of teenagers, falling silent as the door opened to reveal the new student with the perfect face, hair, and clothes. A tan, dirty blonde boy that had been leading the main conversation in the room let a lazy grin spread over his face. This was greeted by a look from Nessie that screamed he was the strangest thing she'd ever seen.

"I've been informed that we have a new student in our home room. This is Renesmee Cullen from Massachusetts." A small smile spread across her face as she recognized the lie she had been told to confirm. "Do you have anything to say to the class before you join their depths?"

Her smile disappeared instantly. She hadn't expected having to talk to anyone this quickly, much less an entire class of waiting teenagers. The entire ride here she had imagined all the smart things she would say to anyone trying to break her silence, but they all seemed to have disappeared now.

Opening her lip gloss covered lips, she caught eyes with the charismatic boy. "No, I do not."

A group of girls that looked like they had been pulled out of one of the many reality shows that played on MTV, snickered at her response. "What's with the way she talks? Maybe she lived in the Harvard library instead of a house."

Nessie blushed deeply, going for an empty desk in the back of the room without even being asked. She was only vaguely aware of the middle aged man that had to of been the teacher scolding the prettiest, blonde girl in the group for her comment.

This was going to be the longest day ever.


She was right. The morning dragged on slower than should be possible and she had to hold herself back from jumping for joy when the lunch break was announced.

The lunchroom was huge and densely populated. All types of teenagers were bustling around in their quest to get food. She made a game out of picking out the cliches she had only experienced in movies and TV shows.

"Hey, Cullen! Wait up!"

Renesmee looked for a way out of the lunch room so she could do the complete opposite of the voice's demand, but she couldn't find one. She froze like she had seen so many of her prey doing as they realized what was chasing them.

It was the blonde boy from the classroom that was standing in front of her now, that same smirk on his face. "You are a very hard person to find, you know that?"

"One could say that would be my initial goal." She cursed at herself for her formal response. She didn't talk like a scholar when she was at home, with Jake, but it seemed to flow out of her now. "I mean, I try to make it that way."

He nodded thoughtfully before sticking out a large hand, "I'm Malachi. People here call me Ky, but you can call me whatever you want."

"How about weird guy that won't stop looking at me?" Renesmee said confidently as she grabbed a tray of food. Finally her witty comebacks were present, making her feel a lot more comfortable that she had been all day.

Ky's grin spread even farther, "Now we're talking. I knew you weren't as shy as you let on. What should I call you then? That girl that can't formulate sentences under pressure?" She noticed that he had stepped closer to her, invading the bubble she would like to keep him out of.

Suddenly a motorcycle revved outside, causing everyone on this side of the cafeteria to turn and stare. Jacob sat, surprisingly fully clothed, on the giant motorcycle he had left on the evening before.

Because the entire western wall of the cafeteria was glass, he caught sight of Renesmee and the muscular boy that was a lot closer to her than he would have liked. Forcing a smile, he waved to Nessie.

"Who the hell-"

"Ah Jake! That's my cue to go." Nessie sprinted towards the door out of the cafeteria. "Oh and you can call me Nessie, like the sea monster."

She didn't look back as she jumped on the bike behind Jacob, wrapping her thin arms around his waist. "Step on it."


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