PROLOUGE
"Go my princess! Be free!" Shouted the last remaining born vampire as her small child, no older than a few hours, drifted down the narrow stream in forks. The Voltouri had tracked her this far without knowing of her small redheaded daughter with crystals for eyes and a heart of pure gold.
The Voltouri grabbed the female vampire and tore her to pieces, without suspecting anything. Once she was dead they would rule with out the fear of vampire civilisation been the last vampire queens and they would be the full supreem rulers and none of the other vampires would have known.
The girl drifted down river and at the edge, a redheaded pale girl, 5 years old, picked the basket up and looked into it.
"Mom! MOM!" She shouted.
"Renesmee, be quiet, were hunting!" The woman said before laughing at her small daughter.
"Mom there's a baby in the bag, she has the same hair as me!" Renesmee giggled.
"Give me the basket." Bella wispered. A baby lay in the basket, a baby as perfect as her own Rensemee. Her heart filled with a warmth and she dropped the basket, taking the baby out.
"Her names Katy and she will be living with us, she is your new sister." It registered in Bella's mind that the girl had no heart beat and that she smelled no human on her at all. This girl was a vampire... but how?
