Blaed is pronounced like; Blade. Short for Blaedon. Pronounced like; Blay-don

Mackenzie is courtesy of Madeline Vogel. I changed her life a lot but if you would like to hear more about her, go to zukaddy, the author, and the story Blue Moon! It's very good. Love ya Mad-E!

Chapter 1

Bella's POV:

"Dylan Elizabeth I'm not going to call you one more time! Now get in here, its lunch time."

"I'm coming," She sang to me. I smiled. My daughter had turned into a fine young lady over these past years. She loved to sing, and was amazing at it. She also loved animals which were weirdly drawn to her. She enjoyed running, and was fantastic at that too. She was smart, supermodel beautiful, and gave me everything you could want from a 16 year old. I loved her dearly, but she hated time indoors, and it was tough to get her to eat, and sleep, because no one around her ever did.

"Dylan honey, do what your mother says," Edward strolled into the kitchen, wrapping his arms around my waist to kiss my neck. He had never once yelled at Dylan, and as a baby he had been shamelessly proud of her. Showing everyone who was around how she was starting to get her teeth!

"Get a room," Alice walked in too. She had fully re controlled her powers, and they were annoying as usual, but useful at times.

"Jealous Jasper's not around?" Edward asked, not releasing me. I turned around in the loop of his arms to face him, "Are you still going out hunting tonight with the Wolves being so weird?" Wolves were our code for Werewolves when Dylan was around. We didn't want her to be confused by the different magical species she didn't even know existed. She, of course knew about vampires, but not about werewolves, and my past with Jacob. From what I had heard from my father, it sounded like Jake had imprinted on a woman named Mackenzie. They actually had a pup around the same time I had Dylan. I was happy for him, but I still didn't want to see him.

"I don't see why not. We live here now, it's our land." He listened for Dylan. Not hearing anything, he said quietly, "He should just move on. I don't know why they're acting so weird. It's not our fault they don't like our presence."

"I know, but I'm still not sure it's safe, because Alice can't see them in her visions."

"Don't you worry about me; I'll always come back to you." He kissed me softly on my lips.

"Gross," Dylan said. "You expect me to eat now?" She laughed a twinkling laugh, and sat gracefully down at the table, after snatching her sandwich off the island.

Dylan's POV:

I finished my sandwich, and ran back outside, with my mother calling something after me about shoes. I ran and ran, the air whipping my face and hair, my white hippie skirt flowing behind me. I was faster than an Olympic runner. I was as beautiful as a runway model. I had a better voice than Beyonce. I was strong, and smart, and free, the result of two special vampire parents. But something was missing. I felt empty inside. I stopped to sit on a large, moss covered log, and began to sing my bird song. Birds fluttered around me, not nervous at all. They landed on the log, and in my hair. On my shoulders and hands. I released them from my spell, and sang the deer song. I heard their light footsteps quickly flowing my way, and soon three does came along with their young fawns trailing behind. I stroked their face, and ears. Squatting to scratch the little fawns' chins. I released them too. I loved this part. I called to the wolves for the first time since moving to my new home. Usually this called animals from a mile or two around, and I wasn't sure there were any wolves in this area. I closed my eyes, and continued to sing. I prayed a wolf would come. They were one of my favorite to sing to, and they had so much personality. I finished the wolf's sad song, and opened my eyes. Before me was one, huge, snowy white wolf with wide golden eyes. It was so odd. I had only see wolves with pure white fur in Alaska, and they were much smaller than this. I approached with no sound, barely breathing. The wolves were always the most cautious with me, but I had never seen one with such wide, beautiful eyes. But I knew mine could match them. He looked like he wanted to run, but couldn't. Like I knew he would. My eyes held his, as I came to sit a foot from him.

"Don't be scared. I swear not to hurt you." I stroked his shoulder, and he shivered. I had never seen a wolf with so much personality, like a human was stuck inside the wolf's body. I started humming the wolf's song, and he closed his eyes. I stroked his face with my long, white fingers, and rubbed his ears. He hummed, a strange sound for a wolf, and I smiled. When he opened his eyes again, they showed trust, just like I had hoped. I stopped humming, and stood. I released him, and let him make his own choices. "Follow me." He did as he was asked. I ran, and he matched my pace step for step, also unusual for a standard wolf. I just ran, no direction, just running. But when I started trialing through the forest, I realized where I was taking him. The meadow where I was made. I burst through the last line of brush, and sprawled on my back like an eagle, panting in the noon's spring sunlight. I always ran. Rain, snow, I ran. It was sometimes hard to sit at school, because I wanted to run. But on summer days like these, I could run whenever I wanted, and the sun accompanied me sometimes. This was forks after all; it rained almost all the time. But when the sun made an appearance, it was lovely.

I had expected the wolf to leave now, but instead he came to lay by my side, looking in my eyes, and almost glowing in the sunlight. His eyes had a look of wonder in them, and I couldn't look away. This close to him, I felt radiating warmth. Was I getting sick form all of the running in the rain? He stirred, like he had heard something, and stood. I ran my fingers down his chest, tangling them in the long, soft fur. "Goodbye," I said in almost a whisper. He sighed quickly, and ran. Disappearing into the brush. Wolves, sooooo mysterious.

Blaed's POV:

This was all wrong. I was supposed to spy on her. No fall in love with her. I had been wandering in the woods, trying to catch a glimpse of the enemy. The Cullen's daughter. She was a few hundred yards away, and I was in my human form, wandering through the woods in sweats, and no top. My dad's favorite ensemble. But then I heard this music. It was like nothing I'd ever heard before, and the wolf inside me howled back to the song. Before I could stop myself, I had burst into my wolf form, and was sprinting towards the heartbreaking sound. My feet carried me to the most beautiful person in the world. My soul's match. I could barely breathe, and when she stopped singing, and opened her eyes, I couldn't think. She made my chest burst with joy, and my heart swell with love. Then she slid off the log, and made not one sound when she sat right in front of me. "Don't be scared. I swear not to hurt you." She stroked my shoulder, and I shivered as electric coursed through my body. As she started to hum again, I closed my eyes with the effort of not turning back into a human, to hold her, and kiss her. I concentrated on the soft strokes she placed on my face, and when she pulled her fingers through my fur, I hummed with pleasure. I completely trusted her. I couldn't convince myself to think of her as the enemy. Even though Sam, the pack, and even my own father had told me what bad news vampires, and their spawn were. But she was human. Even though she must smell like vampire, all I could smell was the wonderful floral scent radiating off her skin. She stopped humming, and I could think a little better. Then she murmured "Follow me," and began running. I ran for all I was worth. I could have followed her to the end of the earth. We ran for a long time, then burst through some brush into a small, pretty clearing. I lay down next to her, not wanting to leave, never wanting to leave, and she seemed surprised. Blaed? Where are you? Sam. Blaed Jake needs you. Seth. Son, I'm going to hunt you down if you're not here within the next ten minutes. Dad. Oh my god. Dad. He was going to kill me. I had been gone for hours, and I had to go home. She tangled her snowy fingers in my matching fur, and said, "Goodbye," Very quietly. I debated on staying longer, just to be with her, but the voices in my head would just spoil my remaining moments with her, and I didn't want any of the others hear my thoughts about her. I sighed, and started home. I rolled in some lush moss to rid myself of her scent when I was a good distance away from her. When I got home my father was angry, and my mother worried.

"Blaed, I sent you out to get milk from the store. Milk! You're gone for hours, no phone, not wolf form for me to talk to you through your thoughts, no message! Where were you?"

"Jake. Stop. I'm sure he has a reasonable explanation. Blade, where did you go?" My father crossed his arms across his huge chest. I didn't know what else to tell them besides the truth. Or part of it anyway.

"I wanted to get a glimpse of the Cullen's daughter." My mother gasped, and my father looked like I'd punched him in the gut.

"What did you say?" He asked.

"The Cullens daughter, remember? They had her like a while ago. She's probably like 15 or 16 by now." I said matter-of-factly. Just my age too.

"I remember Blaed." My father looked a little green.

"You didn't talk to her did you?" My mother asked.

"No." Not technically.

"Good. You're not to ever go near there again. Do you hear me?" My father asked.

"Why?" I almost yelled. "She doesn't do anything wrong." I had been through my father's thoughts on the whole Bella thing. "Just because you couldn't hold on to Bella doesn't mean her daughter's a two-timer also." He looked like he wanted to hit me, but he just turned and stalked out of the house.

"That was below the belt, man." My best friend Landon walked into the house.

"I don't care. It's not my fault she left him, and he's so damn bitter, let's go. Bye Ma."

"By Mrs. Black." Landon said politely. I snorted, and slammed the screen door on the way out. We walked to the beach. Talking all the way.

"Landon, she was perfect. Absolutely perfect. I can't even explain it. It was like, like Christmas morning." I blurted out. "When you see all the presents around that big glowing tree, and you just want to explode, you're so excited, and happy. I have to see her again. I have to speak to her." He laughed.

"You're hooked, dude." I smiled.

"Like a fish."

Edward's POV:

Dylan seemed distracted. I hated to see my little girl unhappy. Her long, stylishly messy hair hung around her face as she plucked at the strings on her acoustic guitar.

"I've been awake for a while now
you've got me feelin' like a child now
cause every time I see your bubbly face
I get the tingles in a silly place" She sang Bubbly, and I just listened for a while, sitting in the biggest chair across from the couch she was on. When she finished, I went to sit beside her.

"What's the matter? Are you upset? Sad? Please tell me." Just like her mother, I couldn't read Dylan's thoughts. She looked up at me, surprised.

"Nothing, dad. I'm just thinking."

"About what, baby?"

"Just about some animals I saw in the woods today." She shrugged. I hoped that she wasn't hiding anything from me.

"Nothing dangerous, right?" I trusted her, but sometimes she was to brave for her own good.

"Nope."

"Okay. Time for bed then." She glanced at the clock over the fireplace, 11:30.

"Dad, its only 11:30." She looked at me frowning.

"I know. But school starts in three days, and I'm leaving to hunt soon."

"Ugh, school. Don't remind me."

"What? You should like school. In your old school you were on student council, and in all the plays, you had plenty of friends and-much to my dismay-lots of boys on your tail." I smiled at her.

"Don't worry, daddy. None of those guys interest me. School is just so bothering. I hate having to sit still for like 8 hours! It's extremely annoying. You're lucky you don't have to do it. Well, anyway, I'll go to bed if you want me to," She kissed me on the cheek, "Goodnight daddy."

"Goodnight baby." We stood, and I ran out the door to meet up with Jasper, Carlisle, Esme, and Emmett. Leaving Bella, and Alice to watch over my little girl.