Ambassador

In a mini mansion in the forest of New Hampshire, a young girl was doing everything she could to not go to bed yet. The two year old looked much older, but her parents still wanted to be sure she got plenty of sleep.

"Nessie, you need your sleep. I'm not telling you again. Emmett quit laughing its not helping!" Bella was beside herself with ways to trick her daughter into bed.

"But Momma! I'm not tired!" A look from Edward silenced that complaint. "Can Grandda tell me a bedtime story at least? Please please please??" The young girl turned to Carlisle eyes so big that only the cruel could deny.

Carlisle appeared to think, "Hmmmm, maybe just one. Then you have to go to bed. Doctor's orders."

Carlisle picked up Nessie and carried her to her extravagant bedroom. Pulling the covers back with one hand, he set her in the bed with pillows propping her up. He glanced toward the bookshelf. It was a one of a kind along with everything else in the room. Studiously, Jake had attended his wood-working class and this was his end-of-the-year project. It was eight feet high and four feet wide. Wolves were etched into the flat surfaces. Then, much to Bella's distaste, the walls were pink, along with the carpet and the curtains, the bed linens and Nessie's bath robe. But the bed frame was intricate brass roses that Emmett and Rosalie had worked on together. On the wall was a painting that Nessie herself had done. It was a pink sky above a deep green sea with, yes, the Lock Ness Monster sticking his, erm, her head out.

"So cutie lootie patootie, what story would you like tonight? Beauty and the Beast? Cinderella? The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe?"

"I want to hear a new story Grandda, one that I've never heard before. One from your head, but it needs to be real, not made up. Please?" Nessie inquired with a smile that will one day break hearts.

Carlisle was surprised by this request. No one other than Esme had ever asked. Edward had told her some of the more humorous stories but one that she'd never heard before? That was a tall order. Looking at her books, he was reminded of a friend he had not heard from directly in years, and a smile crept over his face.

"Is it a good one Grandda?" Nessie was expectant.

"Yes it is sweetie. I'll call it Young Grandda and the Not-So-Little Mer-"

"Grandda! It has to be real! Merpeople don't exist!" Nessie shook her head and placed her hand on his cheek. She showed him a picture of him beside a mermaid, then the mermaid poofed out of existence.

"It is a real happening Renesmee. Now let me finish. Its Young Grandda and the Not-So-Little Merman."

"A long time ago, when I was just 40 years old, I lived with Aro, Marcus, and Caius. They were the most civil vampires I had found, and they had an expansive library. I had spent as much time as I could learning about health and how to be a doctor. I was working so hard that I hadn't hunted in weeks. The whole time the 'brothers' would argue their point of feasting on humans, but I would resist them and show that I lived just fine on animal's blood and there was no reason to harm humans. At the end of a long night, Aro called me up to the tower for a conference. But when I reached the top of the tower, they had humans there and were feasting on them. I was infuriated! How could they try to tempt me like this! It was beyond disgraceful, it was shameful! I tore to my room, gathered my belongings, and left without another thought.

"I headed to the coast, where I knew that the locals were having quite a time with a lion terrorizing the village. In no time I was full and over the worst of my anger. Sitting on a cliff over-looking the Mediterranean, I saw a young girl who had been to the local healer with her mother a few weeks before. She was out swimming in the moonlight. As I watched her, I noticed three sea creatures rushing towards her. Two looked like serpents, the other looked like a fish, but I was certain my eyes were fooling me. Certainly he didn't have the torso of a man and the trunk of a fish. There was no way. Then the serpents had reached the young girl. Without really thinking, I jumped from the cliff into the sea, swimming faster than I ever had before. I was at the beasts in seconds, and there saw that, yes, the third creature was indeed half human half fish. I grabbed onto the closest serpent and began squeezing with all my might. I just hoped that it would work. Sadly, the beast wiggled out of my grasp, and wrapped his tail around me. I began struggling with it, and happened to see the young Mer, who must have already known what I was, trapped in the same manner. But he was acting like he was biting the serpent. Then he said 'Do what you must to stop him, or they will kill the human.' So I bit the beast instantly wishing that I hadn't. That blood was the most disgusting I had ever and will ever taste! It was as if I was drinking gasoline, though I think that would taste better. As soon as my beast was dead I swam over to the young man, and helped free him. Only to be pushed out of the way and threatened!

"He armed himself with a staff that looked strangely like a pitchfork, and prodded me to the beach. Once there, he lost his fins, gained legs, and said 'If you set foot in this water again I will have no choice but to kill you!'"

"Oh no Grandda! How did you get out? Did he kill you?" Nessie's eyes had grown to saucer plates, and she was sitting straight up in bed.

Carlisle chuckled. "No he didn't kill me. How could I be here if he killed me? Now can I get back to the story?" Nessie settled down immediately and lifted her hands to her ears as if unlocking them.

"In response to his threat, I asked his name. 'Why do you want to know my name?' he asked taken aback.

'Because, I was taught that any time you fight towards the same cause you should know the name of your ally. My name is Carlisle. Now you tell me yours and we shake hands.'

'I know how to make an introduction! I was raised in the royal house hold of Eric and Ariel of Spain! (AN: I do not know if this is were Eric was prince or not, but it is mostly surrounded by coast which is what I wantJ) My name is Habakkuk.' The two of us shook hands and sat down.

'I have a question for you Carl-isle, why are your eyes a different color from other vampires?'

"I laughed and laughed and laughed! I told him a limerick that I do believe his people still use today. 'Yellow eyes, good at heart, red eyes, tear them apart. Black eyes, fast depart.'

"And that was a start to a long friendship between two different races. The Vampire and the Mer."

"Wow. That's like what daddy and Seth did, right? They became allies for a common cause then became friends in spite of their differences?" Nessie snuggled deeper into her covers as questions kept coming to mind.

"Yes Nessie that's almost the same thing, how smart you are to pick that out! Now we have time for only one more question." Carlisle said wondering what in the world his little only granddaughter would come out with next.

"Hmmm, Have you ever met any other Mer?" her eyes started drooping gradually.

"Yes sweetie, but that's a story for another night."

Carlisle kissed her on the forehead and left the room. As he walked back to the den, he thought over all the different times that Habakkuk had come through for him. He had a whole slew of stories for his grandbaby.

"No! This can't be happening! NO!" Alice wasn't even in the house and yet they all heard her scream.