My darling readers, how are you today?

This is my first twilight fanfiction, so don't be too hard on me…I think Jacob is utterly awesome, and I think Stephenie Meyer really ended the story much too happily, so put it all together and what do you get?

Let's go along with my thingy and see how it ends ok?

Disclaimer: I have no claim on Twilight.

Aro Decides

"I suppose I cast the deciding vote then."

Aro's feathery voice was still calm and amiable, but it seemed threatening to me.

My heart was pounding with rage and fear. All our lives depended on this filthy, power-hungry bloodsucker's choice. Particularly the life that mattered the most.

I could hear her heart flutter away like a frightened bird. Her little hands were grasping my fur, just as hot as my body. I wanted to phase back into my human shape so that I could cradle her in my arms and comfort her. But how could I comfort her when I could barely hold myself together? I felt her lay her head into my fur. She was afraid. A growl rumbled through my throat. Edward suddenly hissed. The menacing sound echoed through the clearing. I turned my face to his, fearing the worst. And I could see it. Though his face was still composed, I could see the raw fear in his eyes. He barely turned to look at me. But I heard his words.

"Run, Jacob!" They were low enough that only the ones nearest to him could hear. I saw Bella's shoulders tense. She turned to Edward with a frenzied expression on her face. He gave her the most imperceptible of nods. That was enough for me. I was creeping away backwards, waiting for the woods to give me cover so that I could flee. Flee to save her life. My Renesmee…

As I backed away, I heard Bella call to me, very quietly.

"Jacob…" Her voice wrapped around my name like a caress. I felt my heart wrench in her direction. But the stronger, more powerful pull was in the other direction, to save my Nessie.

"Jacob, take care of my little one…" A huge tear slipped down my furry face as I reached the darkness of the woods, turned around and started running as I'd never run before- for this time it was not for me, but for her.

I heard the battle begin behind me, but I did not pause. I heard the battle-cries and smelt the smoke, but I did not look back. I heard Edward's scream of rage, but I carried on, trying hard not to think of what the cause might be. I could not go back- I was saving Nessie.

Long after the sounds of the battle faded behind me, Edward's scream echoed on in my head. I couldn't bear the thought that something might have happened to Bella and that I might have saved her if I was there. So I didn't. I concentrated of the regular thumping of my soft paws on the forest floor.

After a while Nessie was showing me pictures. Bella and Edward first. A lot of them. Always with a question. Would she ever see them again? Would they be hurt in the battle? Could we save them? Would they win? Would they be able to find us if they won? Was this her fault?

The last uncertain, guilty question made me growl deep in my throat. It pained me to think that she would blame herself for this one day. Soon she wasn't asking questions about them anymore. She just flicked through memories of them, showing me as well. I could feel her sorrow, and it made me even sadder. I tried not to see her memories, but they each hit me like an icy dagger to my heart. There were a lot of the Cullen family, a few of Charlie, but most of Bella: Bella stroking her cheek, Bella cradling her in her arms, Bella reading her a story, Bella kissing her nose, Bella laughing- like bells pealing through the air.

Oh! The pain! It felt like someone had ripped my heart out of my chest and was tearing it apart, slowly, sadistically, bit my bit. Each memory ripped the pieces further. Tears were flowing thick and fast down my face. I had thought it was bad to lose Bella to Edward. It was worse to think that I might have lost her forever. Would I ever see her again? I didn't think so. The dagger stabbed harder. I was suddenly exhausted, though I had no reason to be tired. My run was no longer smooth; I was jolting forward- just as fast, but very unevenly. But then I felt a little hand stroking my fur, comforting me. The memories were no longer coming. Slowly I regained focus. I had to do this. For Nessie.

I carried on running, focusing on the movements and retreating deep inside myself. After a while, more pictures started coming. But this time the questions behind them were curious, rather than filled with pain.

Where were we going? Was it far away? Would she like it there? Would we be eating soon?

I suddenly realised how long I had been running. Lost in my pain, I had not thought that Nessie would be hungry. Come to think about it, I was hungry too. I slowed to a halt. Nessie understood, and slid off my back. She touched me, showing me her memory of our last hunting competition, but I shook my head slightly. I could tell her heart wasn't in it either. Neither of us was in the mood for fun and games, with our loved ones left so far behind. I started off into a slower run than before, keeping pace with Renesmee. I let my mind be taken over by my wolf-side, allowing my senses to rule me. It was better this way- not having to face the pain. I would have stayed wolf forever, if not for Nessie. I had to take care of her, give her a normal human life. Well- as normal and human as a half-vampire's life could be…

I pounced on my prey, knocking it out with a clean blow to the head. I ripped its head off with all the fury of one who has lost too much. I tore each chunk of meat off violently, channelling all my rage into the hunt. When I was done, I looked at Nessie. She was standing watching me with an impassive face. Her dress was totally spotless- she bore no sign at all of the meal she had just eaten- or rather sucked.

"Let's go Jacob." Her voice. Aaaaah… the most beautiful sound in the world. Suddenly my pain diminished. Her voice acted as a balm for my wounds. I looked into her eyes, and I knew I could do this- I could live the rest of my life, even be happy- if only I was with her. She reached out her hand towards me, and I took a step forward. She climbed onto my back in one swift smooth movement. And then I took off- running towards our new life.