So guys, here is the first chapter of my 4th story, and my 1st Renesmee and Jacob story.

I hope you like it!

This chapter sort of a trial chapter. If you guys don't like it, then don't review, or tell me you don't like it, and I'll stop writing, and delete it, so we can just pretend it never happened. To let you know, this will be mainly Renesmee P.O.V, and if you like it, then after the first maybe five chapter, I could start writing a Jake's P.O.V.

This story starts off when Nessie is newly born, just after Jake imprinted. I love the stories when you see what happened just after the imprinting! I would only ever put Jake with Nessie, because although I know they are fictional characters, it does make me quite uneasy when they are put with other people.

Tell me what you think!

Jake and Nessie are not owned by me, no matter how amazingly awesome they are. Neither are any of the other characters, or most things twilight related.

Chapter 1: First Sight

It was then, while I was being soothed in the downstairs of my grandparents' house in Forks, that it happened.

Life is such a strange thing. One second, I was in the warmth, comfort and safety of my mother's womb, and the next, I was being taken away from my mother.

A strange lady with golden hair and a lovely face was holding me in her arms, cooing nonsense to me, soothing me, and removing me from the room.

She descended down the winding staircase, and proceeded to sit on the sofa, where she continued to soothe me. I decided I quite liked her. She wasn't making any sense, but at least she was smiling at me. I could her footsteps approaching down the stairs, coming to a stop just at the foot of the stairs.

She lifted me up in her arms, holding me up to touch my warm cheek against her hard, cold one.

That's when I saw him.

The first thing I noticed about him was his skin. It was an amazing, silky copper colour, absolutely flawless against his black, shiny hair and his deep brown eyes.

His frame was enormously large, around six foot seven at least, and had very defined muscles covering his body.

His face was the next thing I noticed. His cheekbones were high, his lips were a perfect shade darker than his skin, and his ears were perfectly proportioned, his nose slightly wide, but still appealing. His eyes were an almost black shade of brown, complementing the rest of his face wonderfully, framed with dark eyelashes.

I hadn't seen many faces, and the ones I had were amazing in their loveliness, but this person, this man was stunning in a different way to the rest of the people I had seen. I wanted to know his name.

His expression was angry looking, but the moment I had looked into his eyes, he froze. His twisted lip unfurled, and his eyes widened, instead of narrowing. I liked the change of expression. It seemed more natural than forced, as it had before.

A slow smile now replaced the scowl that had been there moments before, making the man look like he had been hit in the back of the head with something, and was in awe. I smiled back at him. He had a nice smile, it seemed to light up the whole room, showing his perfectly white straight teeth.

He seemed unable to believe that I was here.

His smiling mouth opened.

"Ren-es-mee" he said slowly, testing out the sound of my name in his mouth. His voice was soft, calm and it soothed me more than the golden-haired lady had.

I had only heard my name spoken twice before, and I preferred the way this man said it rather than my parents. Was that wrong? That I should prefer some man I didn't know over my parents? I wasn't sure.

The man repeated my name, louder this time, and then shook his head. "No." He said to himself, shaking his head again.

"It just doesn't sound right. Too long. Rennie? No." He answered himself, trying out shorter variations on my name. "Eme? No, that's not right either. Ness? Nessie?" He asked himself.

Nessie...I didn't really want to be called Rennie or Eme. They sounded a bit strange, bit I could live with Ness. I decided that I liked the name Nessie. I thought it suited me. I especially liked it if this tall man was going to call me it. Though I think I'd like anything he called me.

The pretty lady with the long hair turned around.

"What are you muttering, mutt? Get away from Renesmee, you'll give her rabies!" She exclaimed in a flowing voice, shooing the man away. I didn't want him to go. I had only just met him, but I felt a connection to him. I pressed a hand to her cheek to tell her that I didn't want him to go. He was mine, whoever he was.

I projected the image into her head, and the lady's beautiful face cleared of all expression, her eyes clouding over, looking a million miles away.

"You see?" I asked her, after showing her a picture of me in the arms of the man.

"How...how did you do that?" She asked slowly, in amazement.

"What? What did she do? Is she alright?" The man asked worriedly.

I started to wail. No one was listening to me. I wanted to be held by the man.

"Shhhh, Nessie, baby. Your uncle Jacob is here. Don't cry, sweetie" The man said, approaching the sofa and reaching out his arms to me.

I reached back, but the lady stopped me from going to Jacob.

"Why dog? Why do you want to hold her? You'll probably try to kill her. I'm not trusting you with something as precious as Renesmee. Don't even try it" she warned.

I wailed louder, using all my strength to reach out to Jacob.

"Honey, why do you want the dog? He smells funny. Stay here with Aunt Rose. Shhh, gorgeous." She said, trying with a failed attempt to soothe me. Nothing would work. I wasn't getting what I wanted, so I would not co operate.

"Rosalie, just give her to me. It obviously what she wants!" Jacob argued to her.

"Not until you tell me why, mutt" she replied coolly, clutching me to her chest as best as she could through my struggles.

"I...I think...I think I impri...I think I imprinted on her, okay?" He said quickly, rushing to get the explanation out quickly.

Imprinted on me? What was that supposed to mean? I didn't understand.

I pressed my hand to Rosalie's cold cheek once again, and asked her once more if she would hand me over to Jacob, and also what imprinting meant.

I think she exploded.

"WHAT!!???" She shouted.

So, there you have it. The trial chapter of my new story. Tell me what you think. It won't be the same usual stuff, it'll have some twists and turns if I keep writing, so please review and let me know what you think. Whether I should keep writing or not.

Thanks for reading,

Deany-Bob101