Disclaimer: I do not own any of this; I hope that's clear

Author's Note: This is the longest short story I've written and it's kind of an experiment, so I hope you all enjoy and comment :3 Carie

Part One: Stolen

He watched her from the trees as she danced in the rosy sunlight. It was nearly twilight, but she wasn't afraid of the monsters. To her, the monsters didn't exist. He licked his lips involuntarily as her long dress' skirt flared as she kicked, exposing an extension of her creamy leg.

This was the girl he'd longed for… for 20 years.

Renesme was a beauty. She wasn't like the Cullens; well, not identical. She was carefree, free-spirited, and comfortable. Renesme wasn't a china doll kept in her individual box, dust free. No, that wasn't a good comparison. Renesme Cullen was Daphne of myth sprung to life; although he definitely wasn't her Apollo.

Springing lightly from the trees that were his look out post, Alec strode into the small clearing. She didn't notice him until he touched her softly. His touch made her jump and freeze, petrified by surprise and fear

"Hello, Renesme," he smiled, giving her body another once-over. "You've grown up since our last meeting." She stared at him, incoherent sounds escaping her lips every so often. "Allow me to assist you," Alec smiled, snaking his hands around her torso and closing the gap. "My name is Alec, love."

Lightly placing a kiss on her rose petal lips, Alec let the mist to envelope the girl. Renesme collapsed into his chest, her breath leaving her lungs in a sigh. Alec pulled her limp body further into his embrace and took off into the trees.

"You've gotten the girl then?" asked a hushed voice over the phone line.

"She's sleeping at the moment," Alec answered nonchalantly. Looking down at Renesme's still unconscious form, Alec brushed a few stray hairs from her cheeks and smiled. He was her and, now, she was his.

"I'll let the masters know," there was a pause, coupled with the static of other voices. "See you in a few hours, Alec."

"Thanks, Felix." Alec hung up the phone, replacing it in his jacket pocket. Demetri sat a bit a ways from him in the private plane. Demetri was an expert tracker, but wasn't much good for words; unless the occasional sarcastic or witty remark.

Alec, on the other hand, was the secret weapon and couldn't decide if he despised it or enjoyed it. His gift had value, making him valuable, but he was never granted "freedom"; which is why Alec had been sent to kidnap baby Cullen.

Slowly, Alec released the mist's hold on Renesme. She began to stir, her body shifting in the curled up position on the seat beside him. As if in a dream, Renesme sat up and blinked, rubbing her cheeks with the palms of her hands. In the haze of her two hour "sleep", Renesme had the appearance of a small child; innocent, sweet, and warm. The dull sound of her pulse quickening filled the air.

"Where am I?" she whispered, most likely thinking aloud, but Alec couldn't resist the chance.

"In an airplane at 30,000 feet, probably somewhere above Spain," a smirk tugged at his lips as he watched her expression morph from dazed to wonder, and finally melting into horror. Her breathing quickened and he placed a hand on top of one of her own. After a moment, Renesme pulled away and slid as far away as the seat would permit. Alec reached out for her again, but the girl's eyes were shining with the tears that threatened.

"Don't touch me… please, don't hurt me," Renesme pleaded. "W-where are you taking me?" her voice was unnervingly terrified, like this was the absolute end of the world. A small pang of anger pulsed in his chest; a bitter, mock heartbeat.

"We belong to the Volturi clan, Cullen," Demetri answered simply, his eyes not moving from the small book he held.

"No, no, no, no, no!" Renesme exclaimed quickly, grabbing at her long curls, the rings on her fingers getting caught in the locks. Her breasts heaved as the girl began to hyperventilate. The shaken chocolate brown centers of her eyes found Alec's maroon ones. "W-why?"

"Renesme, I…" Alec stopped. He couldn't answer that question. Actually, he could, but not very well. Aro had known of his attachment the second it happened, thanks to Marcus. Aro wanted Renesme for her unusually beautiful talent, as well as the rights to proclaim that he had a hybrid in his forces. It was a pride thing, as it was with most occurrences. He was using Alec, certainly. Alec loved Renesme, even though he wouldn't admit it yet, and Aro wanted both of them. It turned out to be kind of a "win / win" situation.

"I just want to go…" the tears came before the end of her sentence, trickling silently down the curves of her face. Another surge of anger crashed over him. This time, it was at himself; he didn't know why other than Renesme was blowing the situation out of proportion.

"Renesme, please," Alec began tenderly. "I swear that nothing bad is going to happen to you." The girl looked at him with skeptical eyes.

"You can't guarantee that, Alec," she said harshly, restrained almost. Hearing Renesme say his name, but say it with such malice, hurt. "They almost killed me once; they probably wouldn't hesitate now…"

"Let me explain, Renesme," Alec said quickly, talking over her for a bit. "They want you to understand your kind. You aren't going to get hurt because you're too unique. I'll protect you, okay?" He knew he was lying like a rug, but it consoled her for the rest of the flight. Somewhere in him, Alec meant the last words. If it was love now, it wasn't obvious, even to the two of them.

But the young man still felt some guilt as he watched the beautiful Daphne become the unresponsive Galatea. Alec wondered if there was any chance of reviving her.

Oh, but don't you understand?

That's what they had said to her when Demetri and Alec slipped back into the shadows.

Don't you know that we are going to rip out your life, destroy your beauty and kill the love in your heart for anybody you already or could ever love? Don't you know we could slice into your sanity and make you scream until your lungs gave out altogether, detach any sense of human feeling?

Don't you know what we could do to you?

Alec cringed when her face fell into confusion and wordlessly glanced at him. Aro was about to sell him out. It would make gaining Renesme's undivided affections that much harder.

"Do I not understand?" Renesme whisper sounded.

"Of course not," Aro laughed, his eyes closing for a second.

"Alec, did you not tell the girl why she was brought here?" Caius asked, a rare amused smile cracking through. After more than a thousand years, holding an expressionless façade was very easy. But, in that moment when all eyes were on him, Alec found it very, very hard.

"Renesme, you're Alec's mate; that's why you're here," Aro said as though he was speaking to a toddler. Renesme's mouth formed in to a small "o" and she kept her eyes glued to the masters. "I also requested Demetri and Alec seek you out for your talent. Carlisle and Edward don't encourage you to explore it, do they? Like it was with your mother – che perdita."

After this little revelation, Renesme looked nauseas. Aro asked him to take her to her room; Alec had to support some of her weight as they walked towards the door. Suddenly, Renesme whipped back around.

"Why did you just tell me all that?" She demanded of Aro. "What if I manage to escape or tell someone?" A sinister smile formed on the leaders face.

"But my dear, that isn't going to happen," Before anything more transpired, Alec yanked Renesme out of the vaulted room and into the dorms.

"Alec was that true?" Renesme asked as she walked around her new room. It was nicely designed: light grey stone walls, large veranda windows that opened onto the walled gardens, and an interesting combination of white quilted pillows and comforters with pale purple sheer drapes and coal black wrought iron furniture.

"About you being my mate?" Alec looked at her. Seeing Renesme's head bob, Alec continued. "Yes… it was accidental, really. I didn't understand it had happened until we retreated…"

"Love is always accidental when it comes to me," Renesme muttered to herself, tracing the twists of the bed frame's metal with her forefinger.

"I'm sorry?" Alec asked, wanting to hear her say it again. Allow it to sink in. Renesme inhaled loudly and turned to face him again.

"Alec, could you leave me alone for a bit?"

So he left.

The lock clicked.

And it ached.

Author's Note:

Heya! Long time no see there! How are y'all?

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed. This will only be 4 parts, so it really is short…. Any and all comments, rates, likes, subscriptions, questions, and messages in bottles are welcome! Appreciated totally

See y'all later! – Carie Lea 3