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Crescent Moon

Chapter: 1 prologue

"Renesmee!" My mother called for me, even though she could pinpoint my exact location by every breath I took, by every beat my heart made. "Renesmee," she said as she reached me in my room, sprawled across my bed, with a book in hand. "Renesmee, we have to be on our way soon, your grandfather is waiting from us". Ah, my grandfather Charlie is waiting, it had almost completely slipped my mind that we were going to visit today. "Okay, mom. Is Jacob coming with us today?" I questioned. Jacob. My wolf best friend. The one I loved dearly and couldn't stand to be apart from. "Yes, Jake's coming, your father is to," she stated. My father, Edward, would be coming, he had to come. If he didn't, we wouldn't have but a clue to what Grandpa Charlie was thinking – my father read minds, and some teenagers think they can complain about their father? That's sort of a private joke between me and myself.

"Okay "I breathed. She left the room in a flash second; I heaved myself off my bed and set my book on the wooden night stand that stood next to my king sized bed. I walked to the mirror to examine myself. I had a very fair face, bronze hair –like my father- with curls – like Grandpa Charlie -that had been recently cut – finally my mother had cut them! Of course Alice was away on a hunting trip though- that hung to my shoulders. I had deep brown eyes, just like my mother, Bella, had in her human years. Most of my complexion had come from my father.

I touched my golden locket and took a step back. I looked myself up and down in the full-lengthen mirror. I had the body of a full grown adult though I was only nine years of age. I had stopped aging about two years ago. I looked the age of my mother and father and of course all my aunts and uncles.

My father is about 100 years old, though he has the body of a 17 year old. My mother is about 26 now, but stopped aging at age 19. Both my parents, Uncle Emmett, Uncle Jasper, Aunt Alice, Aunt Rosalie, my Granma Esme, and my Grandpa Carlisle are all vampires. They all had cold skin, and golden brown eyes. They all are impossibly fast and strong. They all never eat or drink anything, and they never went out in the sunlight. They all have super hearing and seeing. They all were simply vampires; so easy to accept.

But accepting that my family was full of vampires wasn't the only thing I had to accept. My best friend, Jacob, was a werewolf – well not exactly a werewolf, a shape shifter actually- and so were half the other Boys down in La push – an Indian reservation not 15 minutes away from Forks. The wolves were the protectors of La Push. Jacob was the Alpha of his small pack of Leah, Seth, Quill, and Embry. There was another pack too, though I'm not sure of the exact members of that pack, though I knew that Sam was their pack Alpha. Wolves had special traits too, just like Vampires. They all ran very high fever all the time; their skin was very warm. They all had super hearing and were very strong- though not as strong as a vampire- and were fast. They were the only acceptation to the rule that only vampires can kill other vampires.

But that wasn't the last I had accepted, I too was special. I was only half human. My heart beat, my skin was soft, my eyes were brown, and I could eat regular food- though I preferred not to. Those were my human characteristics. Here are my Vampire characteristics: My skin was untraceable, I could drink blood – but only that of an animals, my family and I didn't hurt humans- and I had a special talent , like my mother –she was a shield- and father-with the mind reading- I too had a gift. All I had to do was simply touch another person to let them know my thoughts.

"Nessie"- my nickname-"are you ready yet?" A familiar husky voice asked. He was suddenly in the room "Knock, Knock," he joked. I chuckled once, and he followed along with me. "So another day with Charlie? Don't you have better things to do?" I snickered.

"Like what?"

"Oh I don't know….maybe go play with the other pups," I joked.

He chuckled "Yeah, Uh, Huh that's certainly a possibility but…..no."

He stopped laughing. He just stared at me for a moment, deep in thought, his expression unreadable. There was a long moment of silence; then I touched my hand to his cheek, and thought as clearly as possible we need to be on our way. I knew he heard my thoughts.

With a slight nod of the head, he walked toward the door, and motioned for me to go first- clearly trying to be a gentleman. And I went first as he had offered. I walked down the hall of my little cottage of a home, though the living room and out the front door.

We had made it just past the garden, when I decided that conversation was needed.

I touched my hand to his check and thought very clearly "race me?" He understood as I knew he would. Without a word we were off running through the thick under growth of the forest; my eyes looking straight ahead.

He was winning at first, but he started to slow. I made my move at his moment of weakness and raced ahead of him, keeping my eyes on a small speck of blue – which would turn into a fairly large stream- about 100 yards away.

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