Chapter One; settling the score

Bella:

I guess you could say things are better than they were. Renesmee's grown up into her full self and now she's immortal just like Edward and I are. I'm glad that I don't have to worry about my daughter hurting or dying on me. Edward's been equally as happy and I swear every time I catch him looking at her he's always got that same wistful look on his face. That face that said it right there; "I love you". I'm glad he finally gave in and loved his daughter. Renesmee was ever so thoughtful but her ability leaves her a bit handicapped. She's gotten so used to the ability that she scarcely speaks. It'll attract attention one day, her silence will. That's what attracted me to Edward and him to me but in different ways. He was in solitude whereas my mind was shielded from him so that's kind of different but in a way it's not.

Renesmee and Jacob have finally accepted the imprint as pure love seeing as she gives off the appearance of a seventeen year old girl, one year younger than my own appearance. She and Jacob…they're like Edward and I. But that doesn't mean they'll go through the same troubles. Edward, the Pack and I'll make sure of that. Renesmee's got to be the most protected girl in the world, the most loved ever. She just has you wrapped around her little finger every second of the day whether it's the simple act of smiling or sleeping. Edward and I are still as mad about each other as ever, keeping our love strong and bold. I'd thought he'd give up on me and my boring self but he's staying persistent. Emmett and Rosalie…well, that was awkward. Rosalie left Emmett because she was in love with a vampire who was struggling. However Alice and Jasper are as strong as ever and maybe even stronger than Edward and I if that's even possible. Basically everyone's in love. Except Emmett. He's taken it upon himself to make everything a light mood whenever we feel sorry for him because he's alone.

Emmett knows what it's like to be in love so I guess he understands that we all just want to love each other. Esme and Carlisle have been taking "trips" to Esme Isle a little more often. It's great to see that after such a long time they can keep themselves bold and strong. Sure, they get flustered about it whenever Emmett jokes about it. Sure, they get flustered whenever Alice giggles at their futures (which she does often). But that just means they're still as new to this as us. And that's what makes us know that Emmett's hurting. He was hurting so much… Sometimes Jasper even had to leave the room because the hurt was so much. Emmett and Rosalie had been so…in love that it makes us all worry. They were the most in love out of all of us. If I could cry I would.

We were now playing baseball in the field. It was Alice's pitch (per usual; she's the best pitcher out of all of us because of her visions) and she was winding up to the pitch when suddenly…something happened. In the single flash of lightning she was on the ground, curled into a ball and clutching her head. Jasper was there faster than the lightning and he held his arm around her shoulder. I knew how he hated to see her like this. The visions…they sometimes got a bit intense with all the emotions and it even sometimes got to Jasper. I rushed to Alice's other side and found her eyes were sprung open in shock but something was happy in her. "What is it?" Jasper asked softly.

I placed a comforting hand on her head, gently stroking her hair to comfort her. "What did you see?" I asked then glanced back at Edward. He seemed confused, shocked even. "What was it?" I asked. Alice looked up, still in shock then glanced at Emmett who was only worried about Alice's safety of mind. She gave a soft reassuring smile. "Rosalie won't be happy," She giggled softly. I felt my brow furrow as I looked back at Edward for an explanation. "She saw Emmett…with a mate," Edward said, blinking unnecessarily. Renesmee was suddenly in front of all of us with Jacob behind her slightly. "What?" Emmett suddenly cried out, looking at Alice for reassurance. She nodded eagerly and Emmett broke into a wide joking Cheshire grin. It made me worry; what if Alice was wrong? What if his mate didn't come? Or what if he lost her the same way he had with Rosalie? Jasper sensed my worry and sent over waves of content. I smiled in thanks to him. But Emmett was my brother; he was my jokester. If Emmett got hurt…I don't think he'd be able to stand it.

I glanced back down at Alice then remembered something. "Had you ever seen Rosalie with Emmett before?" I asked her. She shook her head realizing my point quickly. This meant that this was Edward and I all over again. I smiled up at Emmett who was punching the air as if he had won a bet rather than found out he was destined to be with his mate. "How long?" Edward asked. Alice furrowed her brow. "I'm not sure; the date is unclear and even her appearance is blurry. She's like a shadow in my vision but it's the emotions from both of them that tell me she's his mate." Alice said excitedly. That meant no one knew what this girl looked like and she was meant to be with Emmett forever. I frowned slightly at this then nodded seriously. "That means we'll have to inform Carlisle and Esme as soon as they get back. We'll talk then." Edward assured me. Whenever Carlisle was gone, it was as if he had taken the role. However no one could replace Carlisle. Not even Edward. I smiled and nodded. "For now," I said as I gently helped Alice up. "Let's play some ball!" Emmett boomed before me, catching the thunder right then. Oh, great; another Emmett was coming.

Mars:

"Yo, Mars!" A voice cried out behind me. I whirled around, grinning as I kept on dancing to the song. It was my 15th birthday/Goodbye party. I was supposed to be leaving tomorrow and starting school in my new town on Monday. Forks, WA; that would be where I'd finish my high school life. My cherry red hair was spiked at either side of my face and I was wearing special contacts to give my green eyes multi-colored specks. I was currently wearing my black halter top and a snake-shaped cuff around my upper-arm along with a pair of black skinny jeans a pair of sandalwood and black satin wedge sandals. I was currently dancing to Jericho by Hilary Duff. My friends were all around me, each one attending the rather large party. I'm not one of those people who claim to have all these connections when actually she doesn't know half the people there. I've actually met all these people in the brief fifteen years of my life. I shouted a whoop over the music at my second best friend, Hank. My first best friend, Harper, was beside my side, dancing right along with me. I reached out and yanked Hank's arm so he was dancing right along with us. The party was the best.

There were black balloons all over the club and the bar and floor was covered in shimmering multicolored confetti and the DJ knew all the right songs to play. I had on body glitter on my shoulders so my already luminescent snow white skin was glimmering in the multicolored lights. Suddenly "Did It Again" by Shakira came on and I grinned as I began mouthing the words. "Smells like danger; even better," I shouted over the music, singing along. I raised my arms overhead as my body naturally jerked to the right beat of the music. I laughed as Hank decided to play the attitude and his pinky to the right side of his mouth and winked at me. Suddenly Hank grabbed both Harper and my hand and spun us out on the dance floor, playing the guy in the middle as he spun us back in. "It may seem to you that I am in a place, where I'm losing the direction of my life," I sang along and jerked my shoulders and hips to the sway of the music. "But I am sure this is nothing but a phase; right back at ya 'cause I survived," I sang.

I guess the song was on repeat because it played over and over again. I didn't mind; this was the best song of the entire playlist. Eventually I ended up noticing that all three of us (Harper, Hank and I) were sweating our asses off. "Propel," I cried out as I led them by the hand to the bar where they were only serving age-appropriate drinks for the night. I refused to drink regular water; it was too bland and gross. I rose up three fingers breathlessly to the bartender who was working for the two for the night. They had turned out to be not only my best friends, but the best surprise-party-planners ever. "Damn, Washington's going to be so dull without you guys!" I groaned over the music as I accepted the grape flavored Propel. For some reason Grape seemed better than the rest of the flavors. I was young but I was a partier! I didn't part from my parties until the crack of dawn. "Plus these shoes will only make it worse," I groaned as I took of my shoes and gently tossed them away, making sure not to hit anybody or anything. "That's better," I said and sighed in relief as Hank and Harper laughed. Harper was my best blondest friend. She had stick-straight cornstarch blond hair and peachy blush skin that could turn tomato red if you said any type of compliment that she deserved. Her bright blue eyes always seemed so bright yet so shy. She was wearing a white and gray snakeskin halter top and a pair of jeans along with a pair of silver high heeled sandals. Her hair was as usual and hanging over both her shoulders and down her back.

Hank was a different matter. He was cocky, arrogant but also the most thoughtful person in the world. He was tan, unlike me, and had short spiky brown hair and bright luminescent green eyes. He wore a black dress shirt over a white undershirt and a pair of casual/formal jeans. Jeans were never just jeans anymore. He wore a pair of brown leather loafers and he was about a head taller than both Harper and I who are 5'3. But what they both didn't know was that they both painstakingly obvious about their infatuations of each other. They both obviously were madly deep in crazy love shit. If they didn't hook up while I was gone I'd come back and beat their sorry asses together. Harper grinned as she sat down on the stool and began to unbuckle her shoes. Just to be in the loop Hank gave a sigh of defeat and tossed his socks and shoes in the same corner as my shoes and Harper did the same with her shoes. I rose up both my hands as they gave me simultaneous high fives.

I rolled my eyes as instantly there was someone who was obviously not welcome. The snob of the school; Debby Trey. I'd love to have her head on a "Trey". I knew why she was here and so did Harper, apparently, seeing as she instantly let a snarl rip through her. I swear; Harper's scarier than fuck when she's angry. Hank chuckled, obviously intrigued by the reaction, as Debby instantly walked up to Hank and gave a flirtatious smile. "Hey, Hank," She said in a low, admittedly sultry voice. I rolled my eyes and gave Harper a warning look that told her not to start anything. Who was going to stop her from shaving Debby's head when I was gone? Oh, I can't wait to see the pictures! I smirked at the thought as Debby kept looking up at Hank through her eyelashes. Debby was an overdone Barbie doll who didn't deserve to be "played" with.

I snickered at the thought and exchanged a glance with Harper. I mouthed the inside joke and merely mouthed the words "Barbie Doll" to her. Harper scoffed and snorted albeit attractively as she glanced at Debby. "I didn't know you were going to be here," Debby was saying then gave a fake shy smile. How she managed that blush was beyond me however I knew everything that went on with Debby's body was fake. "Really? I helped plan the party though," Hank said slyly, obviously trying to foil her evil plans. For some reason, Debby always took that as a challenge. While every other guy was eager to get in her pants, Hank was all eyes for Harper as she was for him. "Oh, really? That's generous of you," Debby said, shooting a glance back at me. I understood why she was always so snide and crude to me. Remember that "shaved head" comment? Well, Harper and I tried it once the first week we met her. We snuck into her house and we even got a little strip off her head before the dog barked at us and we freaked out that someone was going to wake up. Sure she looked like a freak but then she invented the comb-over. "I know they need…as much help as possible." Debby remarked. I opened my mouth in shock then I had to give a snide grin to appreciate her handy work. She'd got a reaction from me which is more than I can say for all the guys out there that have hit on me.

I snickered, shaking my head in disbelief. Then I stood up and placed a hand on Hank's shoulder as I spoke to her. This was a battle of the bitches and I was definitely going to be head bitch. "Yeah, we do need help. We need help with the witch hunt. Changing your nose doesn't mean we forgot about the wart," I said as she gaped at me and Harper burst into hysterics. Debby snapped her mouth shut with an audible 'snap' and her nostrils flared in anger and she began to walk away. I couldn't stop myself. "Oh, and 2nd bitch," I called to her, naming her rightful place in the bitch standards. She stopped and turned to glare at me. "Next time tell your doctor to do a little better on the nose. The nostrils are a bit…uneven," I said, smirking. Debby let out a cry of outrage and stomped out of the club. I snorted before turning back to my best buddies. Who were now making out. I blinked. "Okay, really? I turn my back for literally thirty seconds and you two go at it like monkeys." I said, rolling my eyes. Seriously? How on Earth did I miss that? "Sorry, Mars," Harper murmured but she certainly didn't look sorry. Not with the way she kept attacking Hank like he was a piece of meat and she was a forced vegetarian finally off the hook and allowed to finally eat meat.

"Okay, I'm going back to my party," I said awkwardly as I turned back and smiled at someone who was waving me over. Time for the mingling!

I groaned as my cell phone buzzed and beeped with its alarm. "Stop it! Stop it! You're making my mind hurt!" I groaned as I curled back into my sleeping bag. I had been sleeping in a sleeping bag since we sent our beds over to the new house already. "Get up, get showered and get changed, Maria!" My mom shouted at me as she banged on my door. "Stop it! You're making my mind hurt!" I repeated. I was still kind of hung-over from the dance music of last night. "Well, I'm sorry, honey, but we need you to get up and get ready." Mom said as she gave my door a final pound before heading off. I groaned and rolled over. My hair was back in its usual natural ringlets and I groaned as I looked at myself in the mirror. Sure, sometimes it was a cute look but not today. "Stop it," I said, pointing at the mirror. It was nothing but a small tabletop mirror but it was funny as hell. I stood up and went to the bathroom, grabbing my first-day clothes on the way. I wasn't going anywhere for the first day but the second I stepped off that plane I'd be in my hometown for the next two years at least. I groaned again as I stripped of my pajamas and stuck them in the duffel bag I had open on the toilet. I took care of my shower and as soon as my hair blow-dried it was back to being plain and straight. My hair was confusing with a moody life of its own. I rolled my eyes as I spiked it and finally pulled my bangs to the right side of my face so that it shadowed over my right eye. Finally I pulled on the outfit and checked myself over. I was cool.

I was wearing a pair of dark wash skinny jeans and a black T-shirt with an artsy cross design on it along with a pair of fishnet arm-warmers and my black sports bra peeking through the top of my shirt. Finally the morning routine kicked in with James, my older brother, shouting at Celeste, my younger sister, for stealing his socks for gloves. I chuckled as I pulled on my own pink and gray Argyle socks and my pair of black and white high tops. Celeste was adorable, doing adorable things. James was just James; he liked to get things moving so he could just get over with it. James was his hard rocker self and yet responsible at the same time. Celeste was six years old in kindergarten and barely able to pronounce it. She was a cute little blond girl with bouncy Shirley Temple curls and was now wearing a pair of kiddy jeans and a red T-shirt with Elmo's face on it. I cringed at the sight of it and rolled my eyes. I had a bad experience once with an Elmo doll in a butcher shop. She also wore a kiddy duplicate of my own high tops but hers had little pink butterflies embroidered on the sides. She was wearing James's black slipper socks as gloves again and running right into my room, giggling for my protection. I picked up Cell and held out my hand for her. She tried to give me the puppy dog eyes with her little blue eyes but it only made me cock an eyebrow. Eventually she just giggled and handed over the socks. I tossed them to James who promptly caught it and nodded in respect. He could never even catch her.

James was pale just like me and he always had the same spiky black hair but with some bangs in the front so that it hung in front of his eye just as mine did for me. It showed an emo look. He also had both ears pierced at both the lobes and the tips; one silver stud in each lobe then three silver hoops in the tips of the ears.

James was wearing a gray t-shirt and a black leather riding jacket that girls swooned over along with a pair of black skinny jeans and his own pair of black and white high tops. His own eyes were the same green as mine and his skin was obviously the same paleness of mine. Despite that he was seventeen and I was fifteen that didn't mean that we had no similarities. In fact he and I looked more alike than Cell and I did. The only similarity that was between Cell and I was our usual paleness but that was probably because she was a kindergartner and didn't go to tanning booths or to the beach every so often. I sighed as I zipped up my bag with Cell still in my arms, seeing as she wasn't going to let go until we were leaving. She was slightly afraid of being abandoned in the airport so we already "discussed" that I would be carrying her onto the plane, sit next to her and carry her off. Basically our "discussion" consisted of her bawling her head off as she admitted her fear and me coming up with a solution.

Mom was a great mom, really. But she wasn't Cell's older sister and I was. I pulled on my own black leather riding jacket and pulled my duffel bag over my shoulder and over my chest so it dangled on the hip opposite of the shoulder it hung on. I had to swap Cell into different arms every so often but I still managed. I eventually set her down to help button up her small wool jacket that she was so proud of. She squealed in excitement and finally I picked her back up, grabbing her carry-on backpack and rushed out the door, leaving the house behind for the last time. I rushed to the car in the rain and finally pulled open the sliding door to the minivan. I buckled her into her car seat and crawled in beside her and in between her and James. I reached over only to have Cell beat me to pushing the button. She was in awe as the door automatically shut on its own.

I sighed as I leaned back onto my seat and buckled my seatbelt. We arrived at the airport far too soon and I had to get out yet again. I didn't like moving this early in the morning. I don't mean moving to another state; I mean moving my body! I should be asleep! I reached in and unbuckled Cell before carrying her inside. God was obviously grateful for my sisterly act seeing as she was already asleep and I didn't disturb her sleep. I made sure I had both our bags before I entered the airport behind James. Mom took our bags from me and I smiled in thanks seeing as I was the one carrying Cell. After going through the metal detectors silently and begging the officer to be quiet so Cell would sleep peacefully we made it through to the terminal with our bags and everything. I finally got outside to the rumbling of the plane and this was where Cell woke up with newfound energy.

We spent the whole sixteen hour ride sleeping, playing tic-tac-toe, and watching movies. Finally we got off the plane and I carried Cell all the way off the plane with her yet again asleep in my arms. Then dad came around, honking at us in a rather large ostentatious yellow minivan rental. Cell squealed along with my mom and instantly jumped out of my arms. She ran to the car along with mom while James and I exchanged a panicked glance. "No," We said at the same time. "Fine, you two can walk to the new house." Dad said happily. I smirked, accepting the challenge and held up my fist in agreement for James. He bumped his fist against mine while I tossed Cell's backpack through mom's open window and smiled.

"Alright you two but call us on your cell phones if you get lost or you need something." Mom told us. I rolled my eyes as I tugged on James's sleeve in a sign for him to follow me. Mom gave us a map as we walked around the ostentatiousmobile and quickly found ourselves going down a separate road. And yes, we did get lost. Several times. We fought several times. We got lost several times. And we got rained on several times. "Jeez, do we even know where the hell we're going?" James suddenly cried out in the middle of E Division road. I snorted as I rolled my eyes and stopped in front of him. "Well, we're supposed to go…" I started and began to explain where we were supposed to go. Sigh.

Edward:

"There are a couple of teenagers down at the road." I told Alice. She nodded and let her eyes go unfocused as she decided to look. "They're blurry. They're trying to find the way to their new house. They're new to the town." She told us. Emmett glanced at me with a smirk and a raised eyebrow. He wanted to screw with their minds. "No, Emmett. They're human. We will not scare them away." I told him. Bella smiled at me and I instantly faded. It was always a shock what Bella's simple act of smiling did to me. She always called herself boring and uninteresting whereas she's the most interesting subject in the world. The most interesting person in the world. I smiled back at her. "Maybe we should help them," Bella said, her expression and tone taking on a worried glance. "Who wants to go help the lost humans?" Jasper chuckled jokingly. Emmett instantly stuck up his hand and I sighed. Despite his thoughts of pranks and practical jokes (that could be very unhealthy to their mental health and quite possibly their safety) he wanted to be generous. He was always one for helping humans.

"Emmett and I will go help the teenagers." I said as I stood up straighter and nodded to Emmett. He punched the air as if he'd won a bet and jumped to his feet. Bella smiled at his excitement and I smiled at that. She was always the selfless one. She and Esme were so alike whereas Alice….well, Alice was Alice. She did most everything just so that we could all be happy but she could be happy at the same time. Bella would do anything that would make someone else happy. I blinked unnecessarily as I shook away the thoughts and was once-again grateful that I was the one with the mind-reading ability and not the others. I led Emmett outside where we took off in the direction of the teenagers' scents and stopped a few feet away. "What do you want to do with them? Chop off their heads? Gut them?" Emmett said, loud enough for the teenagers to hear us. I shot a glare at Emmett. He was trying to scare them half to death whereas we were supposed to be helping them. I heard a snort and turned to see the girl laughing softly to herself with her hands on her hips.

"Oh, please," The girl said, giving us a wave of her hand and rolling her eyes. "That is so last year. 'Chop off their heads'? Puh-lease, that is so a pathetic attempt to scare us." The girl scoffed. Emmett seemed disappointed for a second then raised an eyebrow seriously. "But didn't you at least hear the stories of this forest?" He said with a dark tone. The boy of the couple looked suspicious whereas the girl just seemed bored. "Let's see what you got, pretty boy," She smirked.

The boy of the couple rolled his eyes and sighed, obviously knowing this was going to take a while. I watched carefully as Emmett stared at the girl curiously. He was wondering what'd made her so aware of attempts to scare people. Maybe she was a joker herself. Emmett suddenly grinned sadistically and rubbed his hands together. "This forest once had a group of teenagers walk in there," He said and tilted his head downwards to get full predator mode into his eyes. The boy flinched and glanced at the girl who refused to react. She was wondering why he was trying to scare them. Then she seemed to realize he was just another prankster who wanted to scare an innocent little girl. She wasn't afraid of Emmett's predator instinct at all that he was showing loud and clear. Meanwhile the boy, James, was wondering if Emmett was on steroids and ready to go on 'roid-rage. He feared for his sister's life because he had dealt with jocks that had gone on 'roid-rage.

I sighed as I watched Emmett with a wary eye. Would he push things too far?

Mars:

I stared at the large jock-looking boy. He was cute, I'll admit that much. He had short black hair (A/N: like in the movie) and pale luminescent skin along with a pair of bright golden eyes that were steadily growing darker. He had a large build like a football player mixed with a grizzly bear. He was wearing a dark gray t-shirt with a pair of jeans and a pair of black loafers. What'd he been doing in the forest with a pair of loafers? Then I remembered; this was E Division road. His house was probably hidden in the forest. The boy went on with his story while his companion watched him with a wary eye. The bronze-haired companion was alright but not my type. "The group of teenagers started out as a group of six. One person went disappearing on the first night. It was a girl. She was a junior in high school. The teenagers found her body deep in the forest…mangled and hanging from a tree. She had two holes…in her neck…" The boy drifted off dramatically. I rolled my eyes. I'd heard this story a bazillion times. It was an old vampire tale that originated in Italy or something. "Yeah, yeah, yeah; the vampire got to them and ate them up. Yum, yum. Now can you help us? We're kind of lost," I said, cutting him off. The bronze-haired companion smirked as if he had known I'd have this reaction. Truthfully I wanted to go home and rest in my bed, unpack then go to sleep. I had school tomorrow. "Oh, sure," The boy said, suddenly losing the predator glint in his eye so fast it was comical. I snorted as I handed him the map with the X that marked the spot. "Damn, you went in the completely opposite direction," The boy snorted as he glanced up at me. I rolled my eyes as I saw James smirk. "I'm Edward, this is Emmett," The bronze-haired companion said. I nodded.

"I'm Mars, this is James," I said, flicking my finger in the direction of James. "'Mars'?" Emmett snorted, glancing up. "Short for Maria," I said and shrugged. Emmett only chuckled as he observed the map. I refused to respond. "We should've just gotten into the ostentatiousmobile," James grumbled. "Hey, you chose to come along," I said. "If I didn't you'd be stuck out in the middle of nowhere, going 'round in circles." James said. I raised my eyebrows and flung my arms out to gesture our surroundings.

"Shut up," James grumbled as he looked away from to Emmett. I sighed as I peered at the map from where Emmett was holding it. He glanced up at me. I admit, we were a bit close but that didn't mean anything. Besides I had no problem with close proximities. "Can you tell us where to go or not?" I asked. Emmett nodded as he swallowed and looked down at the map again. He suddenly pulled out a pen and began to mark the map with directions. When he was finished he smirked and pulled away. "From the master of maps himself," He claimed. I rolled my eyes as I took the map and smirked myself. "Alright, thanks, oh grand Master o' Maps," I said and gave a fake curtsy before turning my back.

"I pulled the fire alarm three times, placed a pile of dead bugs in my teacher's desk drawer, and stole all of the track team's clothes all in one week." Emmett suddenly cried out. I smirked as I faced the opposite direction and I spun halfway so I could face him. "I made a chemical explosion, placed a stink bomb in my teacher's desk and stole all the girls' gym shirts and bras all in two days." I said, my chin held high. Emmett smirked, taking this as a challenge. "First week of school this week," He said casually, his own chin held high. "Battle?" I suggested. He smirked. "Exactly," he said and held out his large hand. I placed my seemingly delicate hand in his hand in a handshake. "The one with the most pranks against the other at the end of the week wins," I stated. "What does the winner get?" Emmett asked. I thought about it for a second then tapped my chin thoughtfully. "The title of all-time prankster and the ever-so-dreamy twenty bucks," I scoffed. "Just a friendly competition," I said, smirking. It would be. Hopefully. I didn't need another Debby Trey.

A/N: I do not own Twilight. I wish I did but I don't. Please, sorry about the Rosalie bashing but I seriously think Emmett deserves better.