Disclaimer - All Characters and Copyrights belong to Stephanie Meyers. Just borrowing for the ride.
Author's note: Here is an idea I've had for a while. I read a lot of a Fan Fiction, and often grow tired of Jake and Renesmee stories, where Jake is treated like a beaten dog by the Cullen's. I thought what would happen if he ever went off on them in an articulate argument of who truly was the more healthier species to be around?
Chapter 1: The Departure
JPOV
Renesmee (as I was now forced by the Cullens to call her, as Ness was no longer dignified enough a name to use on their child), and I were walking up the main steps to the Cullen House. We had moved up to this cold region near Denali several years ago in an attempt to keep up of their guise as normal human teenagers. I honestly couldn't believe I had allowed them to drag me to yet another desolate location while they continued to play these stupid games. This time around, just as I had on previous moves, I did not attempt to directly live on the Cullen main property. No, I lived in my own condominium, about 10 minutes away from there on the edge of the forest, for when I needed to phase unnoticed. Even after all these years, I still could not defuse and adjust to the smell of them and that sickly sweetness that all vampires had. But of course I tolerated it for my imprint. As long as she had needed me, I still felt compelled to follow her.
During Nessie's first six years in life, we were inseparable. We did everything together. If we weren't at the Cullens, then we were in La Push having fun. You could find us playing on the beaches, jumping off Cliffs with the rest of the Packs. She was like this joyous sponge that drew you to her, and she was not one to shy away from a challenge. And god was she smart, smarter than me when it came to schooling. When we were at the Cullens, then we were less carefree. We had fun don't get me wrong, but we did it playing by their rules. When we hung out with them, we did, well we did Vampire like things. It made life a little uncomfortable at times, but for her it was worth it. I never thought twice about going hunting with her and any of the Cullens. We were all try to soak up as much time with her as she flew through her childhood. I could always count on having Ness, and Bella on my side when I got into arguments with the other Cullens. Bella was still my best friend, well when she wasn't fawning over Edward. But we were all happy, and I was content with my life. For a while at least this was the case, but like all things the good times had to end. The years passed by quickly, and soon enough time had passed, so that Nessie's growth changes had begun to slow down enough to go unnoticed. She could now go to high school by herself, without drawing suspicion to her unnatural growth or her Vampiric nature. So, they allowed her to go to school. I also noticed during the years that Bella's and my relationship had shifted as well. She was always reluctant to be out of Edward's presence in the past, but now it was hard to find quality best buds time, and I began to find us drifting apart. And now that Nessie had High school to occupy her time, I also decided to make some changes in my life. The members of my Pack and myself had opened our own auto repair garage. We had built quite a successful enterprise. We had immediately refused any help from the Cullens, and had self funded the endeavor ourselves. It was a tough going at first, but through our solid reputation, we soon had the customers filling our empty repair bays with a constant flow of work. While the guys and I worked in the garage, Leah ran the shop and managed the main office. If you were lucky, you could sometimes see the dangling legs, of our sometimes apprentice Nessie, changing an oil filter or two. Everyone loved having her around. She could sling insults and jabs just like anyone in the Pack, and her laugh just lit up anyone's day who heard it. She loved learning anything she could from us. At least she did, until Edward and Rosalie put a stop to it, as they no longer deemed it lady like enough. Although, I found that argument to be a bit hypocritical, as Rosalie was the wrench monkey of their household. I'm sure the main goal was to keep her out of our influence. We were doing really well, and once again everyone was content. At least until the Cullens dropped the bomb they were moving, and a lot of tough decisions had to be made. They apparently had spent as much time here in Forks as they could, and needed to relocate.
At first, we were torn on what to do. We were told that they would be relocating to Hanover, Delaware so that Bella and the Cullen's could attend Dartmouth college there. I, of course, couldn't resist the pull of the imprint, as I still felt that despite living in a house full of vampires, I was still needed by Nessie. I had moved from being like her big brother, to being her best friend. So for me, the hardest part of my decision was going to inform my dad that I would be leaving. Which of course he took with a grain of salt. Dad wished me well, and he made me promise to visit as often as I could, which I did, any chance I got. He was going to especially miss Nessie, who had become like a daughter to him over the years. She was tearful when she said goodbye to both Billy and Charlie. For the others, the choice was a little harder, but at the same time easy. Quil despite the desire to go with, had to stay on the Rez because of his own imprint Claire, who was still only 8 years old physically and mentally. The others, they decided, would take the trip with me. So my remaining pack, of Embry, Seth and Leah traveled to each of the Cullens destinations over the first few location changes in the following years.
With the decisions made, we hired some of the wolves from Sam's Pack to work at the garage while we were away. In the meantime, after applying for some grants, and sending our own applications in, we soon found ourselves also being accepted into Dartmouth. Once again we refused to let the Cullens pull any strings for us, or to help cover any of the cost of our education. For me it was a pride thing, and for the others, I guess they just felt wrong about accepting too much from the vampires. Now while the Cullens viewed this as just another degree, another part of the act to appearing human, we wolves truly saw this as a chance to improve ourselves. Embry decided to study law. Leah choose to get a degree in Sports medicine. Seth's desire was to become a veterinarian. Always the optimist, he figured it would come in handy if we ever got hurt in wolf form. I was going to get a degree in mechanics and engineering. I always enjoyed tearing something down and building it up again. The Cullens all decided on various fields to study this time around. While we were there, both Embry and Seth imprinted on girls they had met in their classes. We were all delighted to hear of the great news, Nessie had jumped up and down with excitement when she found out. Although, she was worried that Leah still hadn't found anyone, and she was always afraid of the boogeyman of an imprint, who would one day steal me away from her, her Jacob. No, I never did tell her about the imprint, she never had acted on us being more than best friends. If it ever came up, I wanted her to choose naturally. I didn't want her to feel obligated to love me. While we were attending college, Renesmee had been enjoying her high school experience again as well. She totally embraced life outside of the stifling life found inside the Cullen household. At school, she could be who she wanted to be, without feeling like she was being babysat. As I noted before, her and mine relationship was that of best friends. She openly told me everything about who she liked at school, how isolated she felt sometimes in the house being one of the only breathing people there. Us wolves choose to live on a compound on the other side of the latest estate here in Hanover. Renesmee was an oftentimes visitor of our domicile. Here she could eat and hangout like a normal teenager. When our time at Dartmouth had ended, the Cullens were ready to move to a location in Oregon. Once again we had a choice to make. Embry and Seth decided they would be heading back to LaPush with their imprints. Both had become engaged shortly before graduation, and they looked forward to returning to a normal life, and to stop phasing. While I took it hard, I could certainly understand their desire to head home, and to live in a world outside the supernatural. Since Leah still was not 100% over Sam yet, she decided to go along with me and the Cullens. Renesmee was disappointed to learn that she was going to be attending high school again with the rest of the Cullens. They felt she still was not yet ready for the college experience, and wanted her to get more exposure to playing human. I thought they were being foolish. But she was promised that next time she would be able to go to college after the next move. Leah and I were not interested in playing make believe high schoolers, and decided we would actually use the degrees we obtained, and get real jobs.
So, after we had said our goodbyes to our former Pack mates, Leah and I boarded the plane to head to Eugene, Oregon. Nessie cried as she hugged both Embry and Seth, her other big brothers goodbye. Bella didn't think it was a big deal and avoided the send off. By now, we rarely talked to each other unless we had to. She had begun to take on too many of arrogant behaviors of the other Cullens, and we often found ourselves on different sides of the fence when it came to Nessie. Once in Eugene, I had decided I was going to open a small engineering shop designing engines, and Leah had managed to secure a position on the University of Oregon's athletics sports medicine training team. Once again, we choose to live slightly away from the Cullens. Despite all the help, that I and both Packs had always given to Bella and the Cullens, relations never did warm up between our parties. I had tried to remain open to my imprints family, but their sense of superiority over the years never did cease. The fact that I had imprinted on their treasured jewel, never won any prizes over the years either. But I grinned and bared it for her sake. The Cullens over the years, kept throwing potential suitors her way, hoping she would take an interest in them. Renesmee, as I now was forced to call her, and I would just laugh off some of the choices that were rolled out in front of her. The only one that had ever piqued her interest was the half vampire Nahuel. I never did become the jealous type with her as she explored the world of boys. I truly believed, if and when Renesmee ever developed feelings for me, then I would just let things run their course. It's not that I didn't think she was developing into a quite lovely young woman, but I still only saw her as a little sister. Even though physically she had now reached her full mature status, I could not get passed her actual age of being a ten year old girl. While the vampires seemingly had no moral issues with pursuing children, I however did, regardless on how old she may look. I had always told the Cullens that I would never force a decision on her, the way it had been done to me. If she choose someone else, then I truly would be happy for her. That was the choice of the imprintee, to accept the imprint or not. With my flexible schedule, I was able to give Renesmee rides to and from school often. She was embarrassed to be seen with her parents, and she had to blackmail me with those damn puppy dog eyes to save her from their torment. Despite the fact we were not a couple, Renesmee had often asked if Leah and I were dating. But I would just laugh her off, and assure her that we were just great friends. She often got a look of wishfulness whenever Leah and I were together. Sometimes that look seemed to be of jealousy. Nope we indeed were just good friends. So much so, two years later, I was the first person she ran to when she imprinted on the starting quarterback for the Oregon Ducks. I couldn't be happier for her, and yet sad as well. I knew now that this was the end of the road with my Beta. I knew she would not being going to the next location when the Cullens were ready to relocate, and indeed she did not. In fact, she would be staying where she was, at least until her imprint graduated, and if he was drafted into the NFL, she would follow him there as well. Renesmee seemed over the moon excited with this latest development and never brought mine and Leah's friendship up again. I had developed quite the reputation as an engineer, and was thankful that I wasn't tied down to a location. I often worked from home, but had an office with a staff for client meetings. When the Cullens, announced they would be moving to Denali, I knew I had to pack up shop again. I regretfully informed my staff of the move, but assured them they would still have their jobs. I had left an associate in charge of this location, while I prepared the move to my new Arctic home.
After the move to Denali, the Cullens along with Renesmee attended the University of Alaska in Anchorage. I continued to grow my design firm. I rarely made it to the big house anymore. To be truthful I only cared for three of the Cullens. Doctor Fang was cool. I had no real quarrels with him. I liked Esme, if only she was human, she'd be one of my favorite people ever, but as a vamp, awe heck, she was still great. The biggest shock over the years, has been my deteriorating relationship with Bells, or as as I now referred to her as Isabella when we did speak. The person I new as Bella, might be deep in there somewhere, but I rarely saw it. She had achieved her lifelong dream, she was a Cullen, and everything that went with it included, self entitlement. For a girl, who refused to let people buy her even a simple gift when she was human, she was sure loose with the money (which she had no help in earning) as much as any other Cullen. After, we had left Dartmouth she even stopped visiting Charlie because the "need to know" factor of their relationship was starting to become strained and tiresome for Isabella. As much as Charlie loved Renesmee, the changes in his daughter's facade was too hard to not notice now, and he often got into arguments with her about these changes. I was just thankful over the years, I had learned to guard my own thoughts from papa leech. Oh, I slipped occasionally but after all these years my mind was almost a vault. Thankfully my years as Alpha, had prepared me for the challenges of living with that mind reading jerkoff. The other Cullens, were just plain cruel or ignorant, whenever I was around. I've had it with the insults and put downs. I'm glad I never discussed my business with them, I'm sure if they ever cared to look, they would find that Black Russet Wolf Designs was one of the top engineering firms in the Oregon-Washington region. I like the separation on my life from theirs. I often returned home for visits or emergencies to the Rez. My business often had me traveling as well to meet and go over client projects.
I had just come home from being out of town for a few days on business to walk into the shock of my life. I walked in my front door to see a half dressed, South American, walking around my kitchen. As I stood there, I was then assaulted by the vision of Renesmee walking out of my guest bathroom wrapped in a towel drying her hair. I cleared my throat and asked if she cared to explain what was going on. Caught like a deer in the gaze of a hunting Vampire, she stood there unable to say anything. From the smells that assaulted my nose, it was not too hard to figure out what they had been up to. I calmly asked Nahuel to get the hell out of my condominium, and I also mentioned he may want to start the run back to South America now, cause once her father figured out she was deflowered by him, I was sure he would be on the hunt. That got him on the run quickly. I asked Renesmee to please get dressed and I would talk to her after she had cleaned up my guest room. I walked into my bedroom and closed my door. I proceeded to take a shower, and then got dressed. I was not angry at her for what she had done, I had never developed romantic feelings for her. She was beautiful just as her mother had been. I have always loved her, but I was never in love her. I didn't understand what was the purpose of the imprint. If we were not supposed to be together, then why had I just lost 17 years of my life. I went over my life in my head, and where I saw it heading. Now as I sat here, I came to an epiphany. Happy for the first time in a long time. Perhaps not since that day 17 years ago when she had entered my life and helped center me, I knew what needed to be done. I walked out of my room, and I ran into my bashful imprint. I smiled at her, but noticed she was still not fully dressed, she explained that things kind of got out of control with Nahuel, and her clothes were ruined from the events last night. God really, I thought. I went back into my room and grabbed one of my shirts and handed it to her. She left for a moment, then came back. We spoke for a while and she attempted to tell me her side of events from last night. She explained that she had had yet another fight with her parents. Nahuel was at the main house visiting for a few weeks with them. I seemed to remember them mentioning it. She was complaining about how they were smothering her, and that at her age, her mother had a stalker vampire camped in her room all the time. I laughed, Renesmee always knew how to make me laugh, and her mind was one of the quickest I knew. Harsh words were screamed all around by both parties, and it got worse when the others family members started chiming in their opinions. She had finally had enough of fighting against them all, and she asked Nahuel if he wanted to go for a ride. He of course jumped at the opportunity. However, the moment she got away from the house, she had to pull over. She was upset and crying and she didn't know where to turn since I wasn't home. She came here to hideout only. However, the events of the night had her wanting to lash out at someone or something. However, she knew she couldn't tarnish the Cullen name or blow their precious cover if something bad had happened. Finally, it all came to a head, and it all just exploded inside of her, and she kissed Nahuel out of frustration. Sensing she was vulnerable, and being a filthy dirty male half leech, he took advantage of her frazzled state. Well one thing led to another. The worst thing was to be caught by me. She was deeply embarrassed and ashamed, but knew she could not turn back the events that transpired. She only hoped I didn't hate her. I told her that that could never happen. I would always love her and be there for her, no matter how far away I was. She gave me a puzzled look after I made that statement. I quickly recovered and gave her a big grin, and hugged her deeply. I could feel her thoughts of relief and gratefulness that she transmitted to me through her gift as we hugged. I have never held her on a pedestal. I have never judged her for her thoughts or actions, and I wasn't about to start now. After a while of trying to console her, I tried to break the tension and ask her if he was any good? She snorted and punched me in the arm, and then called him the 5 minute man. She wasn't sure what she was supposed to have experienced, because she had never done that before. All she knew was that it really had hurt, and when it was over, she didn't feel like sunshine and rainbows. All she really felt was an intense sense of being so cold inside. Again, I cradled her and let her cry for awhile until she ate a little something, and then was feeling somewhat better.
Knowing that it was time to face the music, I proceeded to grab my keys and we made our way back to her parent's house. I cleared my thoughts and placed them behind the veil of my mind vault. I certainly did not want Edward learning about his daughter's indiscretions from me. I prayed that Bella had her shield up until Renesmee could explain what had happened. And as much as I would love for that South American ass to get the shit kicked out of him, I hoped he had had the good sense to get out of dodge. Well needless to say, the only thing on my wish list that had gotten fulfilled was the weasel had gotten out of town. The only problem was, he left me standing there holding the bag. I don't know what Renesmee was thinking, but as soon as we entered the house, I was pulled out of my thoughts as I was thrown across the room, and was slammed into Edward's precious piano. I don't know who got hit worse, me or the piano. I went to stand up only to be lifted up by my neck as I slowly had my air squeezed out of my throat. While this was going on, I had to listen to seven vampires shouting at me about how dare I defile their innocent child. Renesmee was screaming at them to stop her father, that they had it all wrong. I saw Isabella restraining her, as I was then thrown back across the room where I was slammed into a glass coffee table. I could feel the pieces of broken glass digging into my back. I was then picked up by Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dumb, or as the rest of them called them Emmett and Jasper. They held me up until Rosalie got a shot in. Shit, that sucked. Throughout this all, I resisted the urge to phase. However, I didn't now how much longer I could hold on. Once, again I felt myself being thrown through the room right through the back window wall. It looked like it shattered marvelously. I wish I had a different view than the one I currently had. Before anyone else could lay another hand on me, Renesmee finally was able to escape the hold of whoever had been holding her and threw herself on top on me. She tried to shield my body as she was crying and screaming for them to listen. I heard Edward warn Isabella to get their daughter to safety. As Isabella was about to remove Renesmee as my human shield, I looked through my impaired sight to see the look of disgust on her face. Eh too Bella, eh too, I thought. Before Renesmee could be removed completely off me, we were all hit with a wave of visions and emotions. I'm not sure how or why, but it appears as Renesmee develop a new power, for she was projecting everything that had happened in the last couple of days including the hookup with Nahuel. Everyone was shocked at what they just experienced. At least Carlisle and Esme looked mortified about what just transpired, and the wrongful actions of their family. Emmett, Jasper, Alice and Rosalie just shrugged it off, and said they were sorry. Uh huh, I thought. Isabella turned shocked looking at her daughter first and then Edward. "Edward you said he slept with our daughter. You said you heard it in his mind. What did you have us do." "Love, I heard her say she regretted sleeping with him, and I saw the image of a russet skin man leaving the bedroom. With her wearing his clothes, I thought it was him." I finally managed to get myself on my feet. Renesmee had tried to help me, but she was still being restrained by her family. I smiled gently to her and tried to reassure her without words that I was ok. However, I could feel the collapsed lung I had sustained as my breathing labored as I stumbled my way back through the broken glass wall. They tried to get me to sit down until the doc could examine me. I refused his treatment, I felt satisfied as I bled all over their fancy rugs, and made sure to lean and touch everything, thus leaving little bloody hand prints all over the place, as I made my way to the front of the house. I heard Bella begging me to forgive them and to please accept some medical help. I just kept walking straight ahead not saying a word. I finally made it to my car and crawled my way in. Once settled I pulled out of their driveway as quickly as I could.
I received multiple phone calls and texts, from not only Renesmee over the next few weeks, but also most of the other Cullens. All the messages apologized profusely for the confusion, and begged for my forgivenesses. I was glad I had come to the decision I had made on my own before the events that transpired later at her parents home those couple of weeks ago. All my bags had already been sent ahead of me, I just grabbed the last couple of items I needed to complete this final trek. I knew that all the Cullens would be at the College tonight for a fundraiser. I was supposed to escort Renesmee to the event, but after the beating they gave me, well they understood my backing out. I only had a short amount of time to do this, if I was going to do it. I had three notes prepared, and only two would be delivered. I still wasn't sure how I wanted to end this, I guess I would find out once I get there. My plane was scheduled to leave in a few hours. I took the first letter out of my jacket and placed it on her pillow. Next I walked downstairs and got a couple of bowls out of the cabinet, I then grabbed the packets out of the cooler I carried them in and poke a couple small holes into each bag. I then placed them in the bowls and staged them around the main congregation room. I made sure to put one near his piano. Well, I guess I committed to this, but they deserved it after the way they've treated not only me, but my people over the years. Satisfied with my handy work, I walked to the front door and taped the second envelope onto the front door. I got into my car and went on my way to catch my flight. In a few hours I would be back on my native land, and perhaps find the peace that has been missing from my life over these last few years.
The Cullens arrived home later that evening and the first thing that hit them was the stench of wet dog. Only to Renesmee it was the greatest smell ever, the smell of pine trees, campfire smoke and motor oil. She ran to the door, but could find no other trace of her Jacob. In fact, as the rest of the Cullens entered the house, they noticed that the odor was at least a few hours old, but then they were all slammed with the most delicious smell ever. Not even the stench of the mutt, could over power this mouthwatering smell. In fact, despite having just feed the day before, this new smell was turning all their eyes black with thirst. They began to edge into the room letting their senses over power them. They even snarled at each other to protect the aroma. Jasper needed to be restrained quickly. Carlisle was the first to see the bowl and source of his family's behavior, he told the family to hurry up and step outside. They reluctantly began to withdraw, some more so than others. Only Renesmee remained to help Carlisle collect and clean up the bowls of human blood. They quickly disposed the contents of the bowls and just as he had once done with Bella, he used alcohol to burn the contents out of the bowls. After the rooms had been aired out, the family was finally allowed to re-enter the house. Carlisle was handed the envelope that had been taped to the door and opened it. He gave it a quick read. Once he was done reading it, a look of shame came across his face, he sighed and asked for a pen. He signed the last part of the letter, and cleared his throat unnecessarily, and proceeded to read the letter aloud:
To the Cullen Coven,
I write this note as a final thank you and farewell.
But before I proceed any further, I was wondering if you enjoyed the treat I left for you. Were you able to control yourselves? Or did one of you give into your basest desires and attack the treats I left for you? Or was Carlisle able to stop you all before anything tragic happen, like you turned on each other? It was a cruel gesture on my behalf, but so often your treatment of me and my people have been cruel as well. You have often referred to me and the rest of the Pack as "mutts" or "beasts", "uncouth" or "irrational". "Dangerous," was always your favorite descriptive. You held the accident that had occurred to Emily Young as your standard for you to justify your prejudice on my race of shifters. And yet, one among you nearly attacked a human in your home because of a single drop of blood. One of your coven snuck in each night to an underaged girl's bedroom, and then stalked that same young human while she slept, all in guise of love. Your family constantly put that same girl's life over and over again in jeopardy. You rationalize yourselves as the more civilized of our two species, and yet your actions continued to prove just the opposite. You claim to want to protect, and yet, ask yourselves, ask Isabella, how many times did she she almost die before your family entered her life? I think we all know the answer to that question. She was no danger magnet, your kind has always been the bringers of death.
And then there was the cruelest action of your family to date, the transformation of several young men and a woman into creatures only spoken about in their tribes legends. You knew what your presence around my tribe would do, but you came anyway. And knowing the transformations had begun again, you stayed anyway, thus not only robbing those young people of their futures, but also those of their families and their loved ones. You continued to take from those you could, and gave little back to the communities you reside in. In fact only one member of your coven comes even close to being an active member of any community you have entered. The rest of you waste your time and money only contributing to your own happiness, leeching off the community that hides your lifestyles. You managed to take one of the most thoughtful person I know, and in 17 years made her as much as a useless empty shell as the rest of you. Going through the motions of hiding in school, and buying your expensive toys. Even in your disguises you have contributed nothing to the schools you have entered. Do you participate in school activities, or donate time to school functions? Nope, just race to your cars at the end of the day, all the while snickering about the lowly humans you must associate with, and all to get back to your own self absorbed lives. In our tribe, we protect the community and work for helping those around us. And yet, you hold yourselves above us.
Isabella, you were easily once my best friend. But like everything this family touches, over the years you have become as conceited and full of yourself as the rest of this coven. When was the last time you checked in on Charlie? Did you know he had a stroke? Did you even care? I know you did not visit when I did, but by then you could care less about my movements as long as it was away from your daughter's presence. I guess all things must change, and you certainly have. My sincere best to you in the future, and hope you continue to enjoy your presence in the coven you have always put ahead of others.
At the start of this letter, I promised you some thanks. So here it goes. I want to thank you for giving me the motivation not to be like you. You always claimed I was not worthy of your Renesmee's affection or being around your family. It was with this thought to prove you wrong, that I was truly transformed. It started just after Renesmee was born. I knew to be a better role model for her I had to complete my high school degree. Once that was done, I proceeded to earn a living opening the Wolf Pack's Auto Body Repairs with the rest of my pack. By working hard and pulling together, we became the premiere place for auto repairs around Fork's and LaPush. With the money we made, some of us had the opportunity to go to college with your coven. While we were in school, we would return home on breaks and vacations and continued to build up the business. We reinvested what we didn't spend on school back into the shop, which then helped contribute to the welfare of the tribe. We were soon able to open several shops around Forks, LaPush, Port Angeles, and soon into Seattle. All hired staff are from the tribe or communities in which we reside. Now once we graduated from College, as you know, Seth and Embry, returned home and built up their practices back on the reservation. When we moved to Oregon, I opened a small engineering and design company, Black Russet Wolf Designs, which I have kept open since. My firm currently employs a couple of hundred people in Oregon, and in Seattle, the location of our new headquarters. With the money I have made over the years, I have created scholarships for the people on the Rez to get college degrees as long as they agree to return to rebuild the community once they graduate. We have already been able to rebuild the infrastructure of the tribe by improving roads, new communication towers, and beefing up our tourism. In fact, our new Chief of Police, is married to one of the tribe Elders. So, as much as you have ruined our lives, in a round about way you have also improved it. Though no improvements have been done by your direct interactions, but thank you nonetheless.
And finally, while your actions a few weeks ago did in no way reflect poorly on myself, as I was the only one who remained calm during a beating he did not deserve. It only proved to shine a light on a fact you try to disguise with your fancy packaging, that you all are the greatest threat to the young lady next to you. And that day, you showed her your true colors, and who the greatest monsters she should ever be afraid of truly are, her family.
I leave you with a couple of thoughts brought to you by some of the great minds of our times, to think about as you prepare to move unto your next place of residency. On your prejudice, and superiority over us wolves I leave you with this thought, "We have doomed the wolf not for what it is, but for what we deliberately and mistakenly perceive it to be –the mythologized epitome of a savage ruthless killer – which is, in reality, no more than a reflected image of ourself." ― Farley Mowat. One more thought for you as you sit up high on your pedestal of superiority above us (both animals and human, both prey to your bloodlust). "The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated." ― Mahatma Gandhi
I have nothing more to say, and feel no more kinship to any of your coven for your personal attacks, actions and words both against me and my people. However, if you truly are sorry for the wrong you committed against me several weeks ago, and the damage you have caused my tribe, I would ask one thing from you. I would ask you to rescind any rights invoked in the treaty our people signed with each other. Do not subject any future descendants of my tribe to the heartbreaking changes, or experience the same transformations that ruined several young lives this last time around by being forced to become Wolves. I ask that your coven never settle anywhere near the areas of Forks, LaPush, Port Angeles or any neighboring community. I have enclosed a revised copy of the treaty agreeing to this stipulation. You are not welcomed back here. We will allow safe passage during the lifetime of Charles Swan, but upon his passing, any impingement on our lands by your coven, will be considered a violation. I thank you for your consideration and truly wish you all well. For myself, I will soon hopefully stop phasing, and place my faith of protection in the next generation of wolves should they be needed.
Sincerely,
Jacob Ephraim Black
BPOV
Carlisle finished reading the letter, and looked around at the shocked faces of his family. Carlisle cleared his throat again and announced that they would honor the wishes Jacob had discussed. He had already signed the treaty and would mail it back to Jacob in the morning. He asked Jasper and Esme to take care of any legal matters with liquidation of their remaining assets in Forks. Bella had not moved throughout the whole reading. She never imagined Jake would say or mean those things in his letter. Had she really been that cruel not only to Jake but also to her own father? When had she lost her path? And what about Renesmee? What would happen when Jake stopped phasing and died? What impact did that have on an imprintee? She lifted her shield and reached out to Edward to voice her concerns. His eyes darted out to hers as he picked up her thoughts. He himself had been happy about finally being rid of Black, but never had put together the possible ramifications for his daughter. Immediately the family gathered together to discuss this turn of events.
RPOV
Renesmee stood up with what little strength she had, and made her way up to her room. Each step felt like she was lifting 500 hundred pounds of cement. She could not make out the phrases the family was discussing. There was something about imprints, and how dare he only think of himself. She felt so cold, so very cold. He left her. He promised never to judge her, but he must have been disgusted by her to leave without even saying goodbye. Her best friend was gone. Who would she turn to now for comfort and support? No one else understood what it was like to be different. She walked straight to her bedroom, past her bed and began preparing a hot bath. She never saw the letter lying on her bed, placed there by her Jacob. All she knew was she was cold, and nothing would ever warm her up again the way that he could. She realized then that her feelings for Jacob had changed after the event with her family. When she saw him bravely walk out of the house that day, she knew then why the act with Nahuel felt so wrong. He was just a poor man's version of Jake. She knew after that how much she really loved Jake. It took almost loosing him that day to make her understand her feelings for him. But he refused to see her after the event. So she never got a chance to tell him, and now, now he was gone. And worst of all he was going to stop phasing, and therefore he would not be immortal like her and her family. How could she live in a world without him? The answer was simple, she wouldn't. She bit into her wrist and soaked herself in the hot waters in an attempt to feel some warmth before she left this cruel world. As her eyes drifted closed, she swore she could hear the bathroom door being smashed open as she drifted into oblivion hoping to meet her Jacobthe afterlife.
JPOV
Jake sat in his First Class seat talking to the woman next to him. He was in between text with Embry, and the woman wouldn't leave him alone. As always, he had found another fan to join the Jacob Black fan club. He was oblivious to her attempts at flirting. He has found himself talking to this woman about how excited he was to be heading home. But suddenly all conversations ended. She gasped and yelled for the stewardess, as she saw Jake drop in the aisle and have a seizure. Locked in his mind, he could not believe the intense pain he was feeling in his wrists. He felt his heart beat rapidly, and his anxiety climb the charts. He was using everything in his power to prevent himself from phasing. Eventually they were able to give him tranquilizers to calm him down. His last coherent thought was of him floating above Renesmee as she laid in a tub filled with a red substance, and then it was all black.