AS MUCH AS I WISH IT, I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS FROM HARRY POTTER, PERCY JACKSON, OR TWILIGHT :( :(
P.S- This story has been uploaded before, but I deleted it because I wanted to start something new. I've rewritten some of it, and I hope it's a bit better.
Vampires
Carlisle stiffened. His hand froze over the discharge letter that he had been writing for one of his patients.
He had smelt something... an unknown scent... could it be? No... No, they needed more time...
"EDWARD!" Carlisle called. "BELLA! EMMETT! JASPER! ROSALIE! ESME! ALICE! RENESMEE!"
Edwards materialized next to Carlisle, with Bella right behind him. Jasper and Alice appeared with Rosalie and Emmett. Esme strolled gracefully into the room, tugging ten-year old Renesmee by the hand.
"What is it, Carlisle?" Alice asked. "I didn't see—"
Edward gasped, and everyone turned to face him.
"What is it?" Emmett asked, eagerly. "More newborns? Or are the Volturi coming back?"
"No," Edwards said. "Much worse."
"What's worse than that?" Bella asked, shakily.
"Mummy, my nose hurts," Renesmee said softly, and everyone turned to face her.
"Is this Quileute pack looking for a war?" Emmett asked, flexing his over-sized muscles.
"No," Carlisle said firmly. He then turned to Edward, "Will you warn them?"
"Yes," Edward replied.
"Will someone please tell me what's going on?" Rosalie asked impatiently.
Carlisle stared at Rosalie for a full minute before replying, "It seems we'll have a full-fledged war on our hands" (Emmett cheered so loudly that they almost missed the next words out of Carlisle's mouth) "that none of us will come out alive from."
There was a stunned silence in the Cullen residence. Finally, Esme had the guts to speak, "We thought that about our encounter with the Volturi, too. If we round up a few of our old comrades, we might be able to take the Volturi down this time. Bella tells me that the pack has grown to over twenty-three."
"It is not the Volturi that we face this time," said Carlisle. "but if we are able to get the Volturi to help us this time..."
Jasper said, "Who is strong enough to withstand the power of vampires in those numbers?"
Carlisle sighed, then told his family of what was coming. When he was finished, no one spoke. Even Emmett looked close to frightened. "We do not have much time," Carlisle said. "Edward, please warn the Quileute pack."
Edward disappeared, but his furious running was heard deep in the forest. "Emmett and Jasper," Carlisle continued. "I need you to hunt something for me."
"Bears?" Emmett asked, back to his eager self.
"No," Carlisle said. "I need an owl."
"An owl?" Jasper asked. "Why?"
"You do not think that we'll stand any chance against what is coming with just the eight of us and twenty-three werewolves? I need to alert an old friend of mine, and ask for his assistance."
"Who's this friend, Carlisle?" Esme asked, as Jasper and Emmett left.
Carlisle smiled, "He's name is Albus Dumbledore."
Alice gasped.
"Something wrong, Alice?" Bella asked.
"No," Alice replied, turning white. "But that's the Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, right?"
"Correct," Carlisle said. "If we could get him on our side, that would make a huge difference. Dumbledore is the leader of a secret society called the Order of the Phoenix, and he could rally many of them to fight with us. In the Order is Kingsley Shacklebolt, who is currently the Minister for Magic. If he were on our side, then half the wizarding world would be, too.."
Just then, Edward reappeared beside Bella, "I told them, Carlisle," he said. "They thought I was joking, but in the end, Sam believed me. They're afraid, but they'll help protect Forks."
Carlisle chuckled, "It's not just Forks that need protecting. Civilization as we know it might even end within the next two months."
Suddenly, Emmett and Jasper reappeared, carrying a grey owl.
"Fantastic," Carlisle said, and began writing to Dumbledore.