Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own Twilight or Heroes. I just enjoy them both.

I'd been playing with this idea for a while, and it wouldn't leave me alone! So it had to be writen. It's not amazing, and I'm not sure if I'm going to continue it, but here it is anyway. Set after Breaking Dawn, and during Volume Four of Heroes. Some things are slightly different in the Heroes aspect, such as Peter's ability (I'm ticked off that he hasn't got his old power back).

Read/review - it'd be appreciated; criticism welcome. Enjoy.

Renesmee POV

It had been 5 years since the Volturi had attacked, and life was blissful. It had been established that Jacob and I were a couple, and the people at my school and my family had all accepted it without problems. Jacob had dropped out of his school and joined mine since he couldn't bear to be without me, even though it was just for a few hours. We were fairly inseparable at school, and our friends had gotten used to our package deal. We were much more popular than my mom and dad, a fact which they seemed fairly indifferent about. The only thing they didn't like, but found it amusing, was that their old friend Mike Newton's son had a thing for me. Jake, of course, hated it. Hated him. He was constantly fighting off his inevitable tremors whenever he lost his temper at him - which was basically whenever he so much as looked at me. We had moved away for a few years following the hostile invasion of the Volturi, but we had moved back. Nobody in Forks knew mom and dad were really my parents - the whole town though I was another adoptee of Carlisle's. I'm sure people had seen the resemblance between myself and my dad, but whenever they tried to fit 5 and a half years into my supposed age, they came up short, so nobody pressed the matter.

Everything at home was confusing. When only one person in the family (we classed Jake and his friends as family) aged, it made matters extremely complicated. Jake was still a 16 year old in appearance and I looked 16, although I was only nearly 6. So my boyfriend (soul mate, life partner, my reason for existence…whatever), my mom, my dad, my auntie's and uncles and I all looked around the same age. It really messed with the local people's heads.

My grandfather, Charlie, had unfortunately passed away a year ago. It was an awfully depressing time for my parents, and for Jake. Uncle Jasper was practically suicidal with all the emotions in the house. Luckily, Aunt Alice and I had managed to help him, as well as mom and dad. I made Jake happy by just being there, so I spent every single moment with him - which was difficult to do, since we spend 98% of our time together anyway.

I loved my Aunt Rosalie so much. She loved that I could still age, and the fact that I could have children of my own. We got along especially well, since I had developed a strong mind, thanks to my opinionated family.

And Uncle Emmett and I got on like a house on fire - we were always playing pranks on people, and he was definitely the funniest guy in the house. Luckily for him, I shared a similar taste in humour; lucky for me, he loved me too much to play pranks on me (that, and I always caught him if he tried - dad always warned me).

It was the beginning of October, and things at school were really brightening up. I was on the cheerleading squad, a hobby of mine my father hated but Emmett thought was genius (if I fell I wouldn't get hurt and I was definitely the most graceful of them all). Mom and dad had signed me up for ballet lessons in a hope I wouldn't inherit my mother's lack of equilibrium - they said it was a 'classical art, unlike the art of cheerleading'. But I loved it - I loved the feeling it gave me to hear people cheering for something. And the squad loved me - I could be flipped the highest (they didn't know, however, that my enhanced abilities helped this).

So there I was. Driving to school in my Aunt Alice's Porsche, Jake next to me, holding my hand.

"What are we doing tonight, then? Anything?" He asked.

"Not that I know of. I thought we could have a night in - watch some movies, eat some popcorn, go hunting, perhaps. I've not been for a few weeks…"

"Sounds perfect," he replied, gazing into my eyes with his fervent love.

As I was turning the corner of our immensely long drive, several cars pulled out from the trees, and came to a stop in front of me, causing me to stop the car abruptly. About 20 men hopped out of the cars, dressed in black, holding guns. The man at the front had short white blond hair. He looked mildly curious, but mainly determined.

I didn't know what to do.

Jake was shaking violently next to me, but I had to calm him down, else these people would know his secret.

"Jake," I whispered, "you need to calm down. Get out, now. Change once you're in the woods, run to the house and get everyone. Alice is visiting the Denali's. She must've missed this…Go. Now. Please."

"No…" he said through clenched teeth, trying to stop his tremors, "I'm not leaving you, Nessie."

"Please, Jake, go now. Please. For me."

The men had created a circle around us, holding the guns ready.

"Jake…" I was begging now.

He growled loudly before throwing the door open and running at an inhuman pace through the woods. I saw the white haired guy send some men into the woods after him, but I knew they wouldn't catch him. He'd have changed by now, and he could run fast even when my life wasn't in danger.

I slowly climbed out of the car, involuntarily growling under my breath, and baring my teeth at the men holding the guns at me.

"They won't do any good, y'know," I pointed out, slipping into a subtle crouch.

"Maybe. But they're going to be kept on you," the leader spoke.

"What do you want?" I was happy to hear that I didn't sound scared. I was scared. Scared for my family. For my Jake. For me.

"You. You have a talent that is a danger to yourself and the others around you." He had a rough voice.

"A talent?"

"You can place memories into people's minds."

"Duh. I know that. It's hardly a talent."

The man looked confused.

"That's a talent in my eyes."

"It's something that comes with being what I am."

"And what is that?" He looked confused still, but he was hiding it well.

"You don't know? You've come after me thinking I just put memories into people's heads?" I scoffed. He clearly hadn't done his homework.

"Clearly," he stated.

But my response was drowned out by multiple ferocious growls from the woods. The men around me relaxed their formation, and turned to see where the noise was coming from. Their fears were confirmed when Emmett and my dad came hurdling out of the forest, leapt onto them and rippe them apart, all in a matter of seconds. My mother rushed to my side, whilst Jake, Emmett, Rosalie and my father continued to rip the men apart. The leader was firing at them, but the bullets just ricocheted off them and fell limply to the floor.

After about 10 seconds, we were all crowded around the guy I was talking with only moments ago.

"Who are you?!" Emmett bellowed at the man. He had stopped trying to shoot us and was looking rather terrified and confused. He remained silent.

My dad ran up to him, picked him up by the neck and flung him effortlessly into his van. He was knocked unconscious.

"He works for a company of some kind," my dad told us, after reading his mind. "He collects people with abilities."

"Abilities?" Rose asked, whilst rubbing my arm softly.

"Yes, like cellular regeneration or mind reading."

"Vampires?"

"No. Humans. Humans with abilities."

Everyone was silent. Jake had pushed his way through my family, transformed back to human and was looking at me, holding my face carefully, seeing if I was hurt in anyway. And then he was hugging me.

"Humans with abilities?"

"Yes, Rosalie, that's what I said!" My father was getting agitated now.

"Are you okay, beautiful?" Jake asked me.

"I'm fine," I muttered back, listening to the conversation between Rose and my dad. Mom had an arm around me and was rubbing soothing circles on my arm with her thumb.

"So why were they looking for Nessie?" Rose asked my dad.

"They must've gotten information on her, somehow. She has human in her. Maybe that's it. So they just thought she was another human with her ability. They didn't realise she was a vampire, or that she had 8 vampires and a pack of werewolves by her side."

"How many with abilities?" Emmett asked the question I was wondering.

"From what I heard, he's collected hundreds so far. They're looking for them. Rounding them up. It's a man names Nathan Petrelli's fault."

"The senator?" Mom interrupted whatever Rose was going to say.

"Yes," Dad looked at her, before whipping his phone out and dialling a number.

"Alice….Yes….We know…It's fine, you're not omniscient…She's fine….Stop apologizing Alice…Who's coming?….Oh…Right…Okay….Yeah, sure, one second - say hi to Carlisle Emse and Jasper for us. Here.…" he passed the phone to me.

"Hey, Aunt Alice!" I said, excitedly. I'd not seen her for a week.

"NESSIE! Are you okay? Did they hurt you? I'm so so sorry, Ness. I didn't see anything! Whoever sent them must've made a snappy decision. And I wasn't looking for them…I'm so sorry, Nessie!" She said all this so fast, a normal human wouldn't have understood.

"Whoa, Al, it's fine. I'm great. They didn't touch me."

"Good. Listen, there's people coming to Forks. People with abilities. 2 of them. They were trying to find and save you from them guys, so they're good people. They'll be there in about 20 minutes. They're travelling fast…in the sky, somehow…I don't know. It's all a bit confusing to me. I mean, humans with abilities?! It's never happened before…" she mused.

"Okay…Well, you're getting back soon, aren't you? Weren't you suppose to be on a plane tomorrow?"

"Yes, but as I saw that vision, I rang Edward then we started running back to Forks. We're running now. We'll be there in a few hours. Love you, Ness."

"Love you too, Aunty." I blew her a kiss before hanging up.

"There's people coming." I stated.

Dad came up to me and hugged me tight. I placed a hand on his back and replayed what was said down the phone.

"Yes, we know - I've told them. Are you okay?"

I told him yes with my ability, then ran over everything the person who was still lying unconscious by one of his vans had said. He stiffened slightly when the person had said "you" after I'd asked him what he wanted.

After I'd finished, I quickly went around the circle, replaying everything I'd showed Dad, since showing is faster than talking. I also told them silently that I was fine, and thank you for saving me.

After, I slinked up to Jake and wrapped my arms around him.

"So…what are we going to do about the people who are coming? 20 minutes to get ready," Rose asked.

"Alice said they're not a danger to us, so we'll just talk," Dad answered.

"Sounds good," I said, smiling.

"What are we going to do about him?" Emmett asked, pointing to the leader.

"We'll put him in Carlisle's study. Lock him up with something. Question him later, maybe?" Dad answered.

"Right…" Emmett said slowly, nodding his head. He then approached the guy, effortlessly flung him over his muscular shoulder and ran to the house, Rosalie hot on his heels.

"I don't think I'm going to school today…" I mumbled, which made Jake smile before picking me up bridal style and running leisurely to the house. On my way, I saw Leah and Embry in their wolf form.

"Hey guys! How are you bo-" I stopped. "Hey, why aren't you at school Embry?" Then it clicked. "Jacob Black!" I slapped his chest. "You can't drag people out of their education just to protect me. Incase you've no noticed I have 8 vampires to do that!"

He grinned sheepishly at me. "Sorry, Ness, but I wasn't taking any risks. And besides, 4 of said vampires are visiting the Denali clan. So, really you've only got four vampires looking after you."

"Only? One would be enough! They're fairly indestructible, Jake!"

"Sorry, Ness. Love you."

I sighed. "Luckily for you, I love you too."

He laughed. "That rhymed."

I smiled unwillingly, still pretending to be mad at his worry and overprotection. We were outside the house now. I turned my head back to the woods and said loud enough for them to hear:

"Go back to school, Embry, so you don't fail! And Leah, go back to La Push, put your feet up and chill. You're always doing something for me, I'm starting to feel guilty."

Me and Leah had formed a friendship over the years. Admittedly, I was the only Cullen who she had befriended, since she decided "we would spend a lot of time together. And you have a heartbeat with normal coloured eyes and blood, so you're not a vampire in my mind". I was quite pleased I had made that breakthrough.

"No, Leah you stay. There's guests coming and I might need you," Jake contradicted.

"Leah! Go home! Ignore him. Go on, dare you," I teased, smiling at Jake, then smiling at where I saw Leah.

I heard her barking laugh, and then 2 sets of paws galloping across the mud.

I smiled I triumph at Jake, then I realized something.

"Hey! You let me win that one. You could have forced her to stay!" He put me down and I crossed my arms over my chest and pouted like a child.

"Maybe, but how could anyone resist your pleas?" He moved closer to me, then kissed me lightly.

"Jake that's my daughter," Dad laughed, walking out of the house and sitting on the steps. "I know you love her and everything, but she is my dau--"

He stopped abruptly.

His head whipped round to where Leah and Embry were a second ago, and he tensed. I sniffed the air and I smelt human.

Two.

Our guests.

"You guys!" Edward said, loud enough for everyone to hear. In seconds, the whole family was down on the porch, all tensed and ready for our visitors.

They strolled from the woods, one looking quite alarmed at our stance. The girl, a blonde who looked around my age, if not older, was looking at her feet, grimacing in disgust at all the mud on her shoes and jeans. The man looked to be in his 20's, with dark brown hair. The girl looked up at us and froze mid-stride.

"Peter…" she whispered to the man, who looked at her and coked a head in our direction.

I felt my dad unfreeze for a second, and I looked at his face. I saw utter confusion.

The man, whose name I'd heard to be Peter, walked bravely up to us, and stopped a few yards in front of the steps.

"Hi, my name's Peter. This is Claire," he gestured to the blonde who had walked up to where he was standing. "We're looking for Renesmee Cullen?"

I cleared my throat softly, and walked forwards.

"That'd be me," I said, smiling slightly.

"I think we arrived later than we hoped, but we're here to tell you there's people who want you. Want what you can do."

"Thanks, but we've already encountered them."

"Really? When?" The girl, Claire, said. "How come you're not bagged and tagged?"

Bagged and tagged?

"Not 10 minutes ago," Dad answered.

"Yeah…we kinda took care of them," I said.

"Oh." She looked shocked. "How di-"

She stopped, thinking about what she was going to say, but then shook her head slightly, and asked another question. "What's your power?"

I liked her - she was to the point.

"I can put memories into people's heads." She looked impressed, as did the man. "Oh, and I'm also a vampire hybrid. And these are vampires," I said, gesturing to my family. I said it with a happy voice, to see if I'd scare them off.

Their mouths simultaneously dropped.

"Vampires?" Peter had recovered.

"Yep."

"Are you going to kill us?" Claire asked.

I laughed lightly.

"No, don't worry. We don't kill humans. Now, since you know our secrets, I'm hoping you can tell us yours."

They did not hesitate. Peter answered for them both.

"Claire can regenerate. I absorb other people's powers. Like a sponge, I guess. I have too many to list at the minute," he said, with a slight crooked grin.

"Wow, impressive." And it was. A human that couldn't die? A sponge? I laughed mentally as I thought of my new nickname for Peter: The Sponge.

They nodded, looking at the floor.

"Oh! This is my family: my mom and dad, aka Edward and Bella; this is my Aunt and Uncle - Rosalie and Emmett; and this is my…boyfriend, I guess - Jacob. He's a werewolf." I continued despite their shocked faces. "My other Aunt and Uncle are away, but shall be joining us soon - they're Alice and Jasper. And my grandparents are with them, also: Carlisle and Esme."

They had recovered from the werewolf shock, and composed their faces.

Claire waved limply, and my family nodded back in response, clearly not trusting them yet.

"Care to come inside, and we'll talk?"

"Sure," Peter replied, before following me into our large house.

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