Hi! My name is Emma and I'm 13. I've been 13 for five years now. I've been stuck with the mindset of a 13 year old for five years. Too old to be an Immortal Child, too young to be anything but. It's infuriating!
Anyway, we finally arrive at the Denali's. The moment the car stops, I'm out of it. I can't stand sitting still.
This is the second time we've been to their house and the third time I've seen them (they came down the summer I killed Aro).
"Emma!" Kate squeals. She likes me the most and vice versa.
I run up to her and hug her.
"It's so nice to see you again!" she says.
"You too."
"There's my little monster!" someone says.
By my nickname, I know who it is.
"Garrett!" I squeal.
I run to him and hug him too. He spins me around.
"You haven't changed a bit," he says.
Garrett's my favorite too.
"You haven't aged a day," I joke back.
We start laughing.
"We are the others?" Carlisle asks.
"Oh. They're out hunting," Kate says.
"Carmen, too?" Renesmee asks.
They really bonded at the first battle, and seem to get closer every visit.
"Carmen, too," Garrett mocks. He impersonates her in a voice she doesn't have.
"I don't sound like that!"
"I don't sound like that!"
"Garrett! Stop!" Renesmee whines.
"Garrett! Stop!" he mocks.
This is starting to get annoying.
"Garrett, did you remember to not eat my polar bears?" I ask.
There's a family of polar bears that I befriended. Every visit, I spend at least a day with them.
"I remembered, little monster."
"Good."
"Edward!" someone squeals.
"Tanya's back," Kate says.
Tanya runs and slams into Edward, hugging him.
"Hello, Tanya," he says.
Kate walks over to Tanya and zaps her.
"He's married Tanya. Get over your obsession," Kate says.
"No need to shock me. Oh. Carlisle, this came for you," Tanya says.
She pulls a letter out of her back pocket and hands it to him.
"What's it say?" I ask.
"Grazi."
"What?"
"Grazi. It's Italian for thank you."
Ah. Because why send a letter in English when you could send it in Italian?
"It's from Aro," he says.
That makes sense. Aro's Italian. And dead.
"But I killed him."
"For some reason, I taught them how to heal, centuries ago."
I snarl and say, "Well I have to check up on my polar bears. Tell everyone I say hi."
I run for hours until I get to the water. I sit down in the snow and sink my teeth into my wrist. Cutting only made a God awful noise. My venom makes my arm hurt, but it does the job. The stress goes away. I look over my arms. There are almost as many scars as Jasper has.
I stand up and sniff the air. No trace of a polar bear.
And the wind blows, I get a trail from my left.
I pull the garbage bag out of my pocket and strip. I put my clothes in the bag and throw it in a tree. I phase into a polar bear and follow the trail.
"Where are you, Nanook?" I growl.
I see a hole and I hear whimpering coming from within.
I stick my head in and whimper, "Nanook? What happened?"
"They killed her, Emma. They killed Nasa," he growls.
Nanook knows our secrete, but can't tell because he's a polar bear.
"They swore they wouldn't!" I roar.
"Well, they did. And the cubs ran off."
"I have to find them."
Nanook says it won't work, but tells me where to go anyway.
I find Nasa a mile away.
They couldn't even take the liberty to bury her, I think.
I snarl.
I find the cubs trails, heading into the woods.
At least the three of them are together.
I get five minutes into the woods, walking, and find two lifeless cubs.
They killed the cubs!
I roar out loud.
But where's the third?
I hear a small whimper and look behind a bush.
I look and it's the runt of the litter, Pneuma.
"Pneuma?" I whimper.
She lifts her little head and looks up at me.
"Emma, they killed them. They killed mommy, and Nalai, and Nagra," she whimpers in a rush.
"I know. Come on, your daddy is worried sick."
I gently bite the scruff of her neck and carry her back to the hole.
Nanook is just how I left him.
"I found Pneuma. They killed the others. They won't get away with this," I say, the first part is a sympathetic whimper and the latter is growled through my teeth.
"You have to take her. I can't feed her."
"And you think I can?"
"I don't know. Just please, don't let my little girl die."
"Alright. I'll be back tonight."
I grab Pneuma by the scruff of her neck and carry her to the tree where I left my clothes. I change back to me, get the bag with my clothes, pull them on, and run back to the house.
When I see the house, I yell, "GARRETT!"
"Don't break a window," he says.
"Do you know what this is?" I ask.
I hold out Pneuma.
"A polar bear," he says with a hint of question in his voice.
"Do you know what else she is?"
He shakes his head.
"She's alone! You killed them! Her mom and siblings! You killed them! You lied!" I yell.
"I didn't! I swear! Yell at someone that isn't me!"
Fine. I'll yell at someone else.
"KATE!"
"Emma, please stop yelling."
"Someone ate my polar bears and I want to know who it was."
"Ask Edward."
"He has loopholes. Make them answer."
"I'm not hurting my family."
She turns and runs away.
"But someone ate my polar bears!" I whine.
I run to the house, into the living room, where everyone is, and demand to know who ate my polar bears.
Tanya says she did.
"I didn't know they were yours," she says.
"How many other polar bears live here?"
"I don't know. But I'd like to see you control yourself when you hunt. Oh, wait, you don't hunt."
I have a pretty high tolerance level, but that does it. She crosses the line.
I set Pneuma on the ground and sink into a crouch, ready to lunge.
"Take. That. Back," I snarl.
"What? Want me to get you a bottle?"
I go to lunge, but someone wraps their arms around my waist. By their strength, it's Jasper.
"Emma, calm down," he whispers in my ear.
I snarl and try to wiggle free.
When that fails, I try to bite his arm.
I learn quickly that I can't bend like that.
Jasper tightens his grip and drags me outside. Once we're outside, he picks me up and runs. He runs until I can't see the house anymore.
He sets me on my feet and says, "Emma, calm down."
As I start to pace, he watches me go back and forth.
After over an hour of pacing, I'm not only mad as hell, I also get incredibly stressed.
I snarl and sink my teeth into my arm.
"Don't do that Emma," Jasper says.
I let go of my arm and look him dead in the eyes. I have never seen anyone look so scared in my entire life. After a few seconds of taking in Jasper's horror, I sink my teeth back into my arm. I let the venom spread and I enjoy the incredible pain that follows.
"Emma, please," Jasper whispers.
I'm not sure if it's his tone, or the pain, but I come to my senses and fall to my knees and start dry sobbing.
Against my will, I phase into a lioness. When my emotions go crazy, that happens.
"Emma, please phase back. I'm trying to help you."
I look up at Jasper. He pulls his shirt off and offers it to me.
I phase, take the shirt, and slip it on.
I calm myself down enough for Jasper to help and he does the rest.
He offers me his hand and I pull myself up.
We run back to the house, but stop at the cars first.
Jasper pulls a jean jacket and a pair of sweat pants out of Alice's Porsche and my duffle bag out of the back of momma's Jeep.
"Put these on, you can change in the house," he says and hands me the jacket and pants. I slide them on.
As we walk inside, Jasper puts his arm around my shoulder and guides me inside.
As we walk through the door, I tense up and Jasper grips my shoulder.
"Try not to kill anyone," he whispers in my ear.
He leads me up the stairs and into one of the rooms. He points to the bathroom and tells me to get changed.
I hear someone knock on the door. It smells like momma. She hands something to Jasper and walks away.
I zip and button my pants (as far as I'd gotten in getting dressed before momma knocked) and pull on an undershirt.
As I walk out the bathroom, Jasper hands me Pneuma.
I sit on the bed, put Pneuma in my lap, and pull out my phone. I go to the search engine and type in 'milk formulas for polar bears'.