A/N: Full Moon Rewriten :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or H2O: Just Add Water.

This time, baby, I'll be bulletproof, -Bulletproof - La Roux

Absolute silence filled the air around me as I stared past my friend Jacob and into the evergreen woods behind him as he drove my rusted, ancient truck to a stop outside Charlie's house.

My home.

The stars in the sky beyond the woods didn't garner my attention, neither did the woods itself for very long before my gaze must have made a too-quick accession of the scene before me, making me need to do a double take as my sight's senses picked up the view of a shiny black—Mecedes?—parked across the street from my home.

Beside me, I felt rather than heard Jacob's growl of caution as he mildly sniffed the air around the tiny atmosphere of my truck.

"It's one of them..." he growled more coherently, his dark gaze avoiding my own.

"Who?" All senses must have left my mind. I knew all along who that car belonged to.

It's Carlisle's.

What I couldn't piece together, however, is why the car is here; and whether or not I'd let my hallucinations go too far?

He gripped my steering wheel hard as he fought to keep a clear head, after he had made a decision it seemed. "Your precious Cullens...Just one of them... Its stench is all over the place!" he spat in disbelief.

My heart stopped.

I couldn't believe what he said. They couldn't possibly be back here...! Edward told me it would be as if they never existed...

But when Jake confirmed it, I leapt out the car as fast as I could. I was only half aware of his loud footsteps following close behind me, but when I stopped outside my front door, he was forced to a stop, too.

Breathing heavily, I turned to meet his gaze as I spoke sternly to him as if he were a misbehaving dog. "Jake, I have to go in there! The Cullens haven't hurt me! I hurt myself! I need to see at least one of them just this once!"

He looked doubtful at my confession, especially after what he had just saved me from...

He'd only just saved me from drowing in an undersea cavern on La Push after I had recklessly threw myself off a cliff a few hours ago. It wasn't that I was feeling particularly suicidal at that moment, but I was feeling desperate... for a mere hallucination of what I once had.

It's needless to say, Jake doesn't trust me with my own safety—and I wouldn't say 'anymore' per se, because I dont think anyone has ever entrusted me with my own wellbeing besides Renee, sometimes..."Trust me; please, Jake..."

Jake sighed keeping his head down as he backed off and away from the porch we stood on before he lifted his head and gave me a fair, simple warning. "If anything is to happen, and I do mean anything—I'm remaining near by."

Nothing is going to happen, though.

He didn't wait for my protest, bounding off into the nearby woods, and I proceeded to enter through the front door as quietly as I could. It was stupid of me to forget that it wouldn't matter how silent I made myself be if I were dealing with vampires... Every vampires' hearing was always beyond impeccable each time I found myself around the beings.

I maneuvered quietly still through my house and into the kitchen as I whispered softly, "Hello?"

I have no other clue why I was whispering, when I knew that Charlie was at Harry Clearwater's funeral, that Jacob himself smelled the Cullens' scent, and that that Mercedes really was Carlisle's car.

Maybe it was just raw hope from wishing it were Edward instead of Carlisle that decided to come back for me...

There wasn't an answer to the first few calls that I tried, and I vaguely came to the realization that Carlisle wouldn't come inside and stay in my house if there wasn't anyone home, and I eventually let my guard down a little. Carlisle probably went off on foot once he realized no one was here.

I walked into the living room, the lights were still off, making me relax a little more aas I walked silently to the lights before a lovely singing voice broke through my focus in a tone of shock.

"Bella...?" a female's soprano rang in astonishment, apparently, at my presence being in my own house.

"Alice...?" I couldn't believe it. There she was in her 4'9" glory, ditching more fashionable clothes for a black leather jacket, leather black pants, and her pixie cut cropped a little shorter. I made my way toward her in my human pace, reaching her in seconds, even though she seemed to be looking through me, searching for a vision, a grounded and real picture for her to see. I didn't mind, though. I still wrapped my arms around her tiny frame tightly murmuring in my own shock, "What are you doing here?" but she ignored my question in favor of speaking a mile a minute, as she allowed a stream of curses to leave her mouth.

"...I couldn't see you, Bella. I still can't... I haven't been able to since you jumped off the cliff—and what the hell were you thinking!? Were you trying to kill yourself—? I knew Edward made a mistake in leaving you; I should have stayed—! And, really? Bella, you smell atrocious, you wreak of mutt stench; you look like hell..." she wasn't going to stop there, I'm sure, so I jumped in when I could.

"Alice..." she didn't listen.

"Bella, it doesn't make sense! How did you get out of the ocean after you jumped? I saw you drown, and I didn't see you after that," she was practically sobbing now, looking as if she was trying to prove she wasn't crazy; I didn't like this sight of my almost-sister/best-friend falling apart just because she couldn't see me, though I'm sure it was nothing. I firmly held her in place by her arms before she began to bounce off walls in hysteria. "Why were you trying to kill yourself?" she asked in confusion, doing a 180 in her moodswings.

"Alice," my voice firm, getting her to stop rambling long enough to meet my gaze in the dim lighting. "I wasn't trying to kill myself."

"Are you saying that you didn't fling yourself off a cliff?" she asked dubiously, confusion still evident in her voice though her face became a nearly blank mask.

"No... but I did it for... fun. I saw the guys at the Rez do it..."

"I guess I can't ask you 'If some random guys jumped off a cliff, then would you do it, too?' since we both know that you would... now," she frowned. "And Bella, this still doesn't make sense; how did you get out, why couldn't I see you getting out, and why do you smell like a dog?"

"Jacob Black pulled me out.." I hinted. She stared at me blankly. "He's from the Quileute pack of werewolves."

She made a disgusted face, eyeing my clothes in distaste. "A werewolf!? ...I hope you wash those really good. He wreaks... and as great as it is to piece information together, this all doesn't explain why I can't see you anymore. You're blurry. Everything about you is."

I shrugged, starting to look her over, after I recieved an odd feeling that our little reunion seemed like a simple one; it was almost as if the Cullens had never left. But, I knew it was only wishful thinking. "Could it have something to do with the fact that he isn't technically human anymore?"

"He isn't around right now, is he?" she raised a brow at me in questioning.

"He said he's staying close by, in the woods," I answered automatically, noticing that Alice seemed to sigh out of momentary defeat. But, before she could say anything, a slamming sound occurring loudly alerted us to the back door which I had not so long ago came through, and we both knew it was Jacob as he came growling, yet walking slowly and noisily down the hall to the room we were in.

"Leech..." he growled, taking a stand in front of me, causing Alice to take a step back as her blackened irises drank in Jake's towering form in disdain as her lip curled.

"Dog."

Before it could get out of hand, I moved to stand in between the two of them, as I sent a glare Jacob's way. "No fighting in here; and, Jake, I told you to go."

I couldn't be too sure what happened then.

But one minute there was a chilly tense silence where I stood in the line of fire between Alice and Jake, and in the next something too quick for me to comprehend happened and Jake launched himself between the five foot distance to Alice.

Except, there was one thing that was miscalculated in Jake's mind—I still stood in front of Alice.

And it all happened too quickly; Alice didn't see it coming, and I for sure didn't expect for this to happen. But in the lapse moment that Jake almost crushed me to the floor with his ferocious pearly white teeth beared in my face; I felt something within me come alive and in that instant, Jake passed through me, running into the wall instead as Alice moved to my side within one millisecond out of the five second timing.

"What just happened!?" her voice questioned urgently.

A/N: Sorry I basically changed everything, but the last one was too slow paced.

Bella Swan: Hydrokinetic Intangibility/ Hydro-Atmokinesis (morphs into water, and can eventually make it rain)

Cleo Satori: Hydrokinesis/ Aerokinesis (controls water and wind)

Emma Gilbert: Hydro-Cryokinesis/ Advanced Cryokinesis (freezes things and makes hail stortms/snow)
Rikki Chadwick: Hydro-Thermokinesis(Pyrokinesis)/ Electrokinesis (heats things, sets fire, controls lightning)
Bella Hartley: Gelidkinesis/ Substanciakinesis/ Mecokinesis (turns liquid into jelly, turns liquid to hard surface, blows things up by changing the molecules from jelly to solid and back again)