Once upon a time, there was a half vampire/half human child named Renesmee. She had a true love named Jacob, who just happened to be a werewolf... they smelled like crap to each other. But that's what true love is, I guess.
One day, when Renesmee was sixteen, they eloped and got married in Tijuana. After they escaped Bella and an angry Edward, they were on their honeymoon.
That night, Renesmee decided she was hungry.
For dogs.
And she ate Jacob.
THE END
(stay tuned for the sequel)