A.N. I wrote this story a very long time ago – when I was ten years old, actually. It's incredibly rough and ready, and it's also from when I was a bit of a Renesmee fan.
Still, I hope you like it.
The Calm before the Tempest – The Cullen family has yet to loose a member of their coven. Strong, immortal vampires are strong yet weak, and this coven are no different. When Renesmee Cullen goes missing while pregnant, the family is thrown into turmoil. There might not be such a happy ending as they thought…
Rating – K+
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Chapter 1
Nothing in my world ever made sense, I thought bitterly to myself, and it probably never would. My good luck didn't stretch that far. Because I was the half breed, the weaker one, even with emotions, the half human, half vampire, if you want to be that picky, I didn't understand anything as quickly as the smatter, prettier and happier vampires in my family
They weren't telling me anything about my life at the moment, and it was starting to irritate me a lot. Usually, they didn't control my life. Momma liked to know where I was, and my plans, but that was it. She didn't control it, or protest against anything.
My life now, however, had been turned upside down and taken out of my own hands. Usually, I hung around with Jacob all the time. It wasn't because I didn't have any school friends; that wasn't true; it was because I generally preferred to be around him.
Now, I wasn't being told anything. Usually, if any problems to do with family, school, or even something trivial like newborn Vampire armies in the area came up, my family would tell me. But not anymore. Not even Jacob would tell me anything.
I'd asked him what was going on a few weeks ago, my irritation was almost to a breaking point then, but now it was beyond that. He had only said 'don't worry about it Nessie, it'll all be over soon.'
I almost growled in my irritation with the big twenty three year old man in the white chair opposite me, but I quickly gained control. It never felt right to be mad with Jake, not for anything, even if it was his fault. Besides, he probably wanted to tell me, but Momma and daddy told him not to say anything dangerous to me.
Again, I had to quickly catch myself before my temper snapped. It probably wasn't their fault; they were just being the overprotective people they were, trying to keep me safe, and all that rubbish.
I didn't want to be taken care of though. I was a big girl now, I was fully mature, and I could manage myself. Jacob was my werewolf guardian and I knew I would always be safe with him.
I was in the body of a nineteen year old teenaged girl now. It was about right, I supposed. Jacob was twenty three, and he looked it, too, so if I looked any younger, it would be plain creepy.
Because Jake imprinted on me, he couldn't stay away from me for any period of time. Then again, none of my family could – nobody could resist me, apparently, not even Jacob. But he wasn't telling me anything, and I knew for a fact it hurt him to refuse me.
But he couldn't tell me this secret yet, because it was 'too dangerous'. The whole family of Vampires and Werewolves alike knew about it – even Leah knew, and she hadn't said anything about it. I knew it must be pretty dangerous, and it must be about me, because I was never left alone.
Before, when there was no danger, and we had defeated the Volturi, snapped at them and sent them away with revenge in their eyes, I was played with a lot, but I was allowed time alone.
Now, however, there would always be somebody there. When I had one of my clumsy moments, somebody would catch me, warm or cold. I knew they loved me, but I wasn't the defenceless, huggable kid I'd been for too long now.
It was driving me slowly mad, because they all knew something I didn't, and they wouldn't spill. If it was dangerous, I deserved to know, so I could be on my guard.
But even that was too dangerous, according to know-it-all Jacob.
I looked across at Jake, who was sitting lounging in his chair. His hair was tousled, and he looked dead beat. His eyes were half closed, but his normally slow and steady heartbeat was uneven and jump. My wild, fluttering heart took off in response to his nerves.
Jacob really was my Jacob now. We'd been married for about a month, and the wedding ring shone on my finger as I wiggled them, smiling to myself. We'd had a proper honey-moon, just like Mum and Dad had, but I definitely wasn't pregnant, which was a relief.
Dad chuckled in a low tone from the other room. It sounded strained, not like usual, and I scowled fiercely. He was always eavesdropping, and I wished he would just leave me alone for once.
The chuckling cut off abruptly, and I smiled in vindictive satisfaction at his discomfort.
"Can't you just tell me what's going on?" I asked quietly, leaning forwards, towards Jacob. His eyes snapped open, and he looked very nervous. My Aunts, Rose and Alice, and my Uncles, Emmett and Jasper, had been gone for too long now. I missed the betting that was continual between my Uncles and the booming laughter when Emmett won.
I missed the squealing of Alice when I said I would go shopping with her, and I missed Rose and Jacob's bickering and blonde jokes. The house was oddly quiet, and I sighed quietly.
"Nothing's wrong Nessie," said Jacob innocently, though his heart was flying in his chest. Something inside me snapped, like an elastic band that had been stretched for far too long.
OK then daddy, I thought. Let's see what's really waiting out there for me, hey? Let me try myself.
I sprang up, dodging Dad's arms, but only just, and darting nimbly out of the door. Thank god I'd inherited Dad's speed. I sprinted into the forest beside the house, across the little river. Forks was beautiful, I thought.
I could feel the exertion of running wearing on me a little, and I could also hear Dad and Jacob's yelling merging together.
"NESSIE!" Jacob and Dad yelled together, both agreeing on something for once. I chuckled hardly. "COME BACK! WE'LL TELL YOU WHAT'S GOING ON, IT'S DANGEROUS FOR YOU TO BE OUT THERE!"
I was far too past that. I thought Dad would have realised that, and I thought blew raspberries at him. They'd probably lie to me and fasten me down with metal bars so I couldn't escape. For the first time in my life, I was picturing them as true Vampires.
Jacob was behind me; I could feel my longing for his blood playing with me. I hadn't been allowed to hunt either, so even the wet dog blood scent was appetizing.
I shot faster, darting nimbly around the trees, changing direction, leading west towards the little cottage. I sped past it, watching the light of the sun fade as I went deeper and deeper into the forest.
Suddenly, something cold and hard fastened around my ankle, like a leech, clinging very hard. I stumbled, and flew up into the air, spinning, and landing face first in the mud.
I scowled fiercely, rolling nimbly onto my back and glaring up at Dad. My heartbeat faltered when I realised it wasn't Dad who had pinned me down. I remembered what he had said about danger.
I realised who it was instantly, as I stared at my capture. She was blonde, and clearly a vampire. Her skin and hair sparkled in the dim light filtering through the canopy of trees above. Her eyes were dull burgundy, and they analyzed me with pure interest.
"Ugh," said the too familiar vampire, wrinkling her perfect nose in distaste as she caught a scent. "Werewolf?" she asked critically.
Her eyes focused on a point, a bush a little way off. I heard a yelp of agony, and the russet wolf I knew as Jacob appeared, rolling on the floor in something worse than pain. It hurt to watch him.
"Jacob!" I shrieked, diving forwards towards him, to stand in front of him and comfort him. The vampire sent her arm back into me, flinging me into a tree, leaving an indentation in the wood.
"Melissa?" enquired the Vampire carefully, and I recognised her smile instantly as she focused on Jacob. She was Jane.
Jane.
No, no, no, no…
"Jane," I whispered in horror. My voice wasn't working properly, it sounded like I was choking. Dad appeared through the trees, defiant to the last, his eyes sparkling in pure rage.
"Please let go of my daughter, Jane," he commanded with authority clear in his voice.
"Oh Dad, no," I whispered. "Don't, just go."
Suddenly, he was on the floor, rolling in obvious agony. My head felt fit to explode now, and I realised that I was close to passing out from horror and pain. Dad's head was on the ground, screwed up in pain against Jane.
"Stop it!" I shrieked, flinging a hand into Jane. She glared at me. "Just take me, don't hurt them."
"You are in no position to make bargains with us, half breed," she sneered critically. "Melissa, come!"
Another vampire, one with dark indigo hair shaped into a perfect bob, with bright violet eyes and a serious face appeared from the trees. She smiled gently at Jane, and spoke in a deadly serious voice, which still managed to be beautiful.
"Who shall I do first, the half breed, or the werewolf?" asked Melissa carefully, looking from Jacob's limp form to me. I prayed silently that he would be OK, even if I wasn't there to see him.
"The half breed, of course," replied Jane, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Aro wants her, not the werewolf. Do him later, once we are gone."
Melissa nodded, looking towards me with her violet eyes. Dad looked horrified on the floor, and he crouched, preparing to spring.
Suddenly –
"GET AWAY FROM MY DAUGHTER, YOU BITCHES!" Yelled the very familiar voice of Momma.
Jane and Melissa flew backwards across the field, at the same time as a large bang
issued from where Momma's voice had come from. Momma emerged from the opposite side of the clearing, her brown hair ruffled, her eyes blazing furiously. Another Vampire was behind her, but I couldn't see him.
"Momma," I said in relief. I sank to the floor, exhausted, horrified, and worried about my Jacob. I couldn't bring my feet to move towards anybody. So this was the danger they had been saving me from, I couldn't help but think.
"Nessie," Momma said, running forwards at Vampire speed. At the same time, I heard a ghostly whisper from the trees, and I only just caught it.
"Oh no you don't," whispered Jane's voice.
Suddenly, I was rolling on the floor in agony. White hot knives were piercing my body again and again, and acid was being poured over me slowly, burning me. Suddenly, it stopped. I could only focus on Momma's face, before everything swam in and out of focus slowly, and then went black.
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I awoke in a dimly lit room. Everything was white, and I could see Emmett's face – for once, he didn't look joking, he just looked pretty nervous about something. His face widened into a grin as he realised I was waking up, and he crowed something I couldn't hear.
"…she's waking up…." Somebody murmured.
The volume was being turned up slowly, like a badly tuned radio, crackling and fuzzy. Jacob appeared in my bad vision, grinning, but he looked serious too. Very serious, for Jacob.
I was glad to see he was OK, and suddenly, everything went back to its usual crystal clear quality.
"Hey Ness," he said, smiling. "How're you feeling?"
"Just great," I said sarcastically, my head pounding. I remembered what I'd done, and my sarcasm vanished to be replaced by worry, and I started talking frantically.
"I'm so, so sorry that I ran off, I didn't mean to, I just got irritated, you hadn't told me, and I just got frustrated, are they after me? They are aren't they, they're going to kill me aren't they, and I'm going to die aren't I?"
"Nessie," Jacob said, cutting me off. He placed a warm finger to my lips, and I felt my easy blush travel up my cheeks. His eyes burned with sincerity of his words.
"They aren't going to get you. I promise; we won't let them take you. We'll tell you everything now, right Edward, Bella?"
"Yes," replied Dad seriously. Momma gathered me into a hug, and so did grandpa
Carlisle and grandma Esme. Once everybody had hugged me, they stepped back, and Jacob spoke quickly.
"They don't want to kill you, OK? They want to kidnap you, and hold you as bait, because you're the… weakest, sorry Ness," he added, looking down as if he had offended me.
"Don't worry about it," I replied. "Go on."
"They want us all to join the Volturi, including all of the wolves, my pack and Sam's. If we don't they'll kill you, if they get you. Which they won't."
A low whimper escaped my self control, and Momma rubbed soothing circles against my shoulder. Jacob hugged me gently and my fighting spirit I had from Momma came back.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" I scolded. "I could have been on guard, and I would never have run off."
"We didn't want you to think about giving yourself up," said Jacob, after a pause. Momma and Dad nodded carefully, watching me. I guessed Dad was reading my thoughts so hard it hurt, and his lips twitched.
"Why would I?" I wondered aloud. "I'm not going to give them the satisfaction of winning."
"Atta girl!" laughed Emmett, clapping me on the shoulder, and knocking me off of the bed. Jake caught me and set me back down and Emmett had the grace to look abashed.
"Sorry Ness," said Emmet, grinning slyly. "You're too much like your Momma when she was human. It's pretty amazing, I've gotta say."
"Thanks, Emmett," I said, blushing furiously. My face was stained a bright crimson, and I thought of something.
"What happened after I blacked out?" I worried.
"They scarpered," replied Jacob. "According to Bella and Edward, that is. I bet you scared them off, guys. Pulled your scary face, Ed?" he teased my Dad, who chuckled.
"Sammy's coming around later," Dad ignored him, speaking to me alone. "She got pretty worried when we called her and told her about you almost getting caught."
Sammy was Leah and Alec's daughter. Leah had finally found love and they had had Sammy but not without a price. The Volturi found out, and killed them both, but Sammy survived. She was half werewolf, half vampire. The ultimate being really. Suddenly, I gasped. It was as if I wasn't where I was, and everything spiralled. I wondered if I was passing out again, but my vision changed to somewhere else, somewhere different.
Sammy's limp wolf form was alone in the forest. Her grey and black speckled wolf form was cowering on the ground, whimpering pitifully. She looked scared, but strong at the same time. A feral growl ripped through her bared teeth, as two Vampires appeared.
Jane and Melissa stalked forwards, and Sammy braced herself, her eyes flashing wildly between both Vampires.
"They want her," I whispered. I didn't even remember saying it, and suddenly, I snapped out of it, landing back in the study.
"Sorry, what were you saying?" I asked, abashed. It just wasn't like me, to zone out while somebody was speaking.
"Nessie, what was that?" demanded Dad. "That was very fast – what did you remember?"
"What was what?" I asked, confused. Everybody gave me weird looks, and I flushed, staring at the ground.
"You just said, 'they want her', Nessie, I'm sure you did," replied Dad. He examined me carefully, as if I was sickening for something.
"No, I didn't," I said, realising that he must be joking with me. "Way to lighten the mood Dad by pulling my leg."
"She doesn't remember saying it," said Dad, speaking to the others, not me. He stared at me curiously.
"I don't remember saying what?" I said, starting to get irritated. "I didn't say anything, I was just daydreaming!"
"Hmm," murmured Carlisle, tapping his chin with an expensive fountain pen that must have cost more than a thousand dollars. "What did she think, Edward?"
"She saw Sammy on the ground, cornered. She was fighting Jane and Melissa, and then she forgot it all."
"Curious," murmured Carlisle again, his thoughts far away. He picked up a phone from the cradle and disappeared out of the room, probably to his work study. I could hear him speaking into the phone upstairs.
"Try thinking of Sammy," suggested Alice. She started bouncing.
"What, why, Alice?" asked Mum in confusion.
"She might be psychic, of course!" squealed Alice, clapping her hands together and grinning.
"Try it," suggested Jacob thoughtfully. He held my hand, so that he could see too, and I smiled.
"Ok…"
Two figures emerged from the gloom. Melissa and Jane stalked forwards and Jane pointed at Sammy obviously. Melissa focused on her, and Sammy seemed to fall forwards, snoring but twitching in her bewitched sleep.
Jane stalked forwards purposefully. She was going to pick Sammy up, to take her.
"STOP!" yelled a voice. Mummy.
"Half breed," sneered Jane. "Melissa, take her," she commanded, flicking her fingers towards mummy.
Mummy dived –
"Oh god," breathed Dad. I shook my head, clearing it. I couldn't remember anything, but Dad and Jacob's expression were both matching appalled expressions.
"Do you remember that?" whispered Jacob, his hand vice like on mine, though I was sure he knew the answer. "Tell me you remember that!"
"I don't, sorry," I said, turning pink again.
"You're having visions of the future," said Alice, smiling, a dimple popping in her pale cheek. "Yay! I won't be so lonely after all!"
I felt a stabbing pain in my midriff as Alice started to speculate about the future, getting bouncier and bouncier. I tried to stop my hand from flying to it, but Jacob noticed, his eyes flashing in suspicion.
Why didn't I think of it before? It was so darn obvious! I raced upstairs, muttering an apology to my family, and slammed the bathroom door, yanking up my designer shirt from Alice, breathing hard.
And there it was a small but defined bump between my hips. I took a deep breath to keep from screaming, but my thoughts were just as loud.
I was pregnant.
A.N: I didn't think that was bad for a ten year old me : ) I haven't edited this one at all, but I'll change the next chapter a little.