A/N; I randomly decided to re-write when Jake imprints on Renesmee. Please review and tell me if it is any good :) First quarter is taken directly from breaking dawn, the rest is written by me. Looks really short on here, but it is actually nearly 600 words :)
Disclamer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight- not me. :)
My Sun
The trembling was getting tighter and faster. I coiled myself, preparing to spring at the blond vampire and rip the murderous thing from her arms with my teeth. Rosalie cooed at the creature again, setting the empty metal-bottle thing aside and lifting the creature into the air to nuzzle her face against its cheek.
Perfect. The new position was perfect for my strike. I leaned forward and felt the heat begin to change me while the pull toward the killer grew- it was stronger than I had ever felt it before, so strong it reminded me of an Alpha's command, like it would crush me if I didn't obey.
This time I wanted to obey. The murderer started past Rosalie's shoulder at me; its gaze more focused than any newborn creatures should be.
Warm brown eyes, the exact color of milk chocolate- an exact copy of what Bella's eyes had been.
My shaking jerked to a stop; head flooded through me, stronger than before, but it was a new kind of heat. Not a burning but a glowing.
Gravity was no longer tying me to the place where I stood- it was the baby girl in Rosalie's arms.
It was like I had been a lost moon- its planet destroyed in some cataclysmic, disaster movie scenario of destruction. I had been wandering around in space for so long- all alone, and now I had finally found the sun. My sun.
Everything that made me who I am was being cut from me. Snip, snip, snip. My love for my father, my loyalty for my new pack, my love for Bella; my hate for her killer. Snip, snip, snip. Gone. Forever. A million strings now held me where I was. No, not strings, something stronger. Steel cables. A million steel cables now tied me to the very center of the universe.
I could see that now- how the universe could revolve around this one point. I finally could see it clearly. I no longer had to suffer. I could be free, free to love someone else, without hurting. I now understood why Leah wanted to imprint so badly. I finally understood.
I had been hurting for so long, it felt strange to be free of the pain. It felt nice. I was no longer focused on killing the half human half vampire baby girl in Rosalie's arms, I was focused on loving her. I would always be there to catch her when she falls, a shoulder to cry on, a soul mate. I would be whatever she wanted me to be. I would never hurt her, for it would only cause me double the pain. She would never be harmed. No. The baby girl in Rosalie's arms would be the most spoilt baby in history. All because she was a Cullen. Me- Jacob Black, werewolf, heir of Ephraim Black, had imprinted on a Cullen. A half human, half vampire baby. The enemy. But I would no longer see her as an enemy. I could no longer see any of them as enemies. I would love them. I would be a bloodsuckers' guard dog. Nice. The thought would have repulsed me any other day, I would have run from it- but this, this was something I could never run from. I had to embrace it with open arms. I would take it- take it and be grateful. Because I never had to suffer again. I could love again, and the idea filled me with warmth. I smiled. I was the fifth member of the pack to imprint.