A/N: Hello! Thanks for reading my story. I hope you have a lot of fun reading it, because I sure had fun writing it. You probably don't like it when people add their own characters, but I promise Dalia ain't the main character. Renesmee and Jacob will be the focus of this series. Okay, I don't own anything but Dalia and Dalia's mother. Also, the Plasma idea later belongs to Charlotte Webber, go search her up :3
I crept through the shadowy forest that I lived in with my parents. I overheard them talking, but they couldn't hear, see, or smell me. I was special.
"Joham, this is wrong! The entire Volturi will come after us and our baby girl! They'll kill her!" said my mama. Who're the Volturi?
"You think I care? She's my experiment. Success, experiment went well, I'm leaving you for a new human. I'm leaving in a week to create my army, come with me or don't. I honestly do not care," snapped Papa. My heart ached.
"I'm going with you, Papa!" I screamed.
FOUR DAYS LATER
My mind was laced with fear, doubt, and something I could not quite place. Fear was the most prominent.
The tall vampires in the black cloaks stood around me, getting ready. The Volturi were going to kill me for a crime. My existence was the crime, and since my parents were… they… I clenched my tiny fist. I was the only one left to punish. My papa's dream had failed, and I was the only one left. The enemy had found us, and it was up to me now.
"Stop!" said the leader with the dark hair and the feathery voice. He knelt before me, the fading sunshine glinting off his slick teeth and translucent skin.
"I want to see if she truly is gifted. We shall see, little one," he murmured, so softly it was as if he was speaking to me only. Our little secret. They brought me into a clearer area and made sure that the other vampires- I think he called them his guard- weren't in my way. I realised that if I could at least sort of show him my gift then maybe I would survive and carry out my papa's final wish, instead of being burned like my family before me.
I clenched my fists, squeezing my eyes tightly. I concentrated on pulling the sweet, serene blanket of my gift over my body like a cloak. Everyone gasped, and I knew I had done it. I had vanished. Mama didn't like me to show my gift, she said it put me in grave danger. My father thought otherwise. They didn't agree on a lot of my upbringing.
The night I was born was not a happy night. My mama decided I was ready to come out of her, so my papa bit her a lot of times, and then proceeded to cut her womb open and lift me out. This was only about two weeks ago. In that time, my papa told me such things. I became very smart, growing rapidly into a toddler, but still knowing more than the average high schooler. Well, no, but I was smart for a two-week old. I was conceived when my mama was human. She carried me as a human, and then when I was being born became a vampire. My papa told me we were going to Washington, to find this special group of vampires that only drink the blood from animals. He said that the night before I was born, another little girl was brought into the world. I asked him how he knew, and he said that a wolf told him so. I thought that was really silly because wolves are animals and can't talk. I did believe that there was a coven that had different feeding habits, just not that they had a little girl.
These vampires called the Volturi busted into our area of the forest and wanted to take me away, to research what I was and decide whether I was a danger. Mama didn't like that and she ran at them, they killed her first. Papa didn't even look sad; he just shoved me behind him and told them that I was his. They killed him. Now here I am, trying to save my life, alone in the world with only the name "Forks, Washington" in my head and a map in my pocket.
The vampires huddled close together and tried to decide what to do about me. I realised that nobody was touching me, or near me. They assumed I'd sit still. I tried my hardest to vanish, to melt into the grass and disappear again.
"Where did she go?!" someone hissed. I looked up, and they were all gazing around me, trying to see me.
"She must have run off! Find her!" Aro bellowed. I almost let out a giggle, and silently lifted myself into a tree to watch them struggle. I felt like I had a shield around me, a blanket. But the blanket was too tight and hard to hold onto. I sprang through the treetops away from the bad vampires that killed my papa. I wondered why he didn't cry when Mama got burned. I pushed the thought away from me and kept going. I knew this direction, Papa told me that if we ran straight that way we would hit the water, and if we swam straight we'd hit Forks. About an hour later, I did hit the water. I paused only to tie my shoe, and then made to dive into the channel. I really didn't want to get wet and cold. I jumped anyway, closing my eyes tightly, keeping my blanket around me. The cold water hit me. Kicking my legs, I floated over the channel. I was so tired, keeping my blanket in place that my eyes drooped and I hit the other shore very ungracefully. Oh great, a face full of dirt. I dusted myself off and started running, not caring enough to pull my lovely blanket back. I needed the energy to get to Forks!
I stood in the forest, dripping wet and alone. Hot tears flowed down my dirty face onto my ravished dress. I was so tired, but I had to keep following this beautiful scent, a mix of two scents. One smelled like… love! It smelled of hugs and mommy stuff. It was so warm, but it had the sweet tones that my parents and the bad vampires also had. The other smelled like a warm fire, and the color white, and the mildest spices. It smelled soft. It also had the sweet tones that I realised was the scent of vampire. I followed it, fighting to keep my eyes open. I came to a beautiful house nestled in the woods. It was large and modern and was drenched in the vampire smell. I noticed a door opening in the front and people rushed out onto the porch looking at me.
"Help," I whimpered, and then I fell into the blackness that was tugging at the corners of my mind.
Alice POV
"Jazz, something's wrong!" I shrieked, frustrated. He was at my side instantly. "I can't see!"
He gave me a funny look, saying "Ma'am, I know you can't see Renesmee,"
I smacked him on the chest. "No! I can't see! Like, I'm even blinder suddenly! I think the wolves are coming, but I can't be sure. No, if it was the wolves we'd disappear completely… it's as if Renesmee has doubled herself and is causing two different holes..."
His look turned from confusion to worry. Carlisle and Esme walked into the room, flanked by Emmett and Rosalie. They all had the "what's going on" look on their faces. I knew they heard us talking, so I didn't bother filling them in. Then, Jasper tensed.
"Someone is here. I just got new emotions! Tired, worried, upset, alone, lost… they all have a childish edge to them, a little girl! She's in the yard, move!" Jasper yelled. We all flocked to the porch, just in time to see a toddler stumble in. Her heart fluttered, but she was impossibly beautiful. There was only one other girl we knew like that. The girl had shiny black hair in curls that fell to her waist. She had curious, icy blue eyes and a very round, blushing face. She was barefoot and by the looks of her knees, she spent a lot of time in the forest. Her red and white dress was in tatters, and she whispered "help... me…" and fell to the ground.
Esme was the first to react, gasping and running to the child. She held the girl in her arms and murmured to her as we brought her inside the house. This girl was a half vampire, no doubt about it.
Dalia POV
As I slept, free of worry, soft tendrils of the cold darkness caressed against my arms. It felt like swimming in water with cold patches, and the patches stroked me lovingly, welcoming me back to the land of sleep. They filled my mind with sweet promises and whispers. I saw images of mama and papa, but only for a second. The darkness was melting away into soft white light.
I awoke with a start, sitting bolt upright on the cushy couch. A beautiful golden-haired woman with the face of an angel was sitting next to me. Behind her, a dark muscly guardian stood.
"It's okay," the angel crooned. "We're here to protect you and take care of you."
"Are you…?" I choked out, stunned by her striking yet maternal features.
"Vampires. Yes, yes we are," said the man behind the angel. "Are you one?"
I knew he knew very well what I was. I nodded at him. "But only half of one," I mumbled.
"Well that's good, if you were a full vampire you'd be too cute for us to handle," said a voice from behind the couch. I looked up and saw a tiny woman with fairy features and dark spiky hair. I tried my hardest not to giggle. I felt drawn to the fairy lady. Instinctively, as if she were my mama, I reached out for her and made grabbing motions with my hands, a small toddler-esque sound forming in my throat. The fairy seemed hypnotised by me, and lifted me into her arms. I settled with my cheek against her throat and my hands around her shoulders. I blinked my eyes at the tall, confused looking blonde man standing next to her. He reminded me of my papa, and I wanted to sit on his lap and bounce and have him tell me stories. A gasp came from the back of the room and I spun to look at a bronze-haired man, staring at me intently. Another gasp came from the fairy holding me, and another from the blonde haired man. The rest just looked confused.
"Alice… she has parents…" said the blonde man.
The fairy snapped, "I know that!"
"No, I don't. The bad people burned them." I spoke looking at the necklace the fairy, Alice, was wearing. Everyone gasped.
"How did you escape?" The guardian wanted to know.
"Emmett!" The angel said. "You're going to traumatize her, leave her alone!"
I only grinned at them. "I did the thing!" I giggled, happy to be surrounded by these golden-eyed people. They all looked bewildered, which only increased my giggles. I wriggled out of Alice's arms and stood in the middle of the living room, laying my eyes on every person. There were seven in total, and I noticed that everyone had a match of the opposite gender, all but one. The bronze haired one stood alone. I closed my eyes and imagined pulling a security blanket over me, shrouding every part of my body. Everyone gasped.
"I can't smell her!"
"I can't hear her!"
"Where did she go?!"
I pushed the blanket away with ease and grinned at the folks around me. I remembered mama telling me not to show off, her face angry and twisted that I had made my arm vanish. Why did she look so angry? But then I remembered papa walking over to us and telling me to flaunt what I had so people knew I was better than them. I didn't like flaunting, so I sat down and shut up before they thought I was a brat.
Alice and Emmett started clapping wildly, followed by blonde-haired and angel, and then bronze haired, and then a lady with a motherly face and caramel hair, and a man with a gentle composure.
"I suppose it's time we all introduce ourselves. I am Carlisle Cullen; this is my wife, Esme. You know Alice and Emmett already. On the couch is Rosalie, Emmett's wife, and beside Alice is her husband Jasper. Over by the window is Edward. I'm afraid we're missing Edward's wife, Bella, and their daughter, Renesmee. They should be back shortly," said the gentle man, Carlisle. I waved and smiled at everyone as he mentioned them, and they smiled back. Alice was captivated with my every move and Jasper not far behind. I suddenly remembered my manners.
"I'm Dalia Ferncrest. My mama and papa were Millie and Joham Ferncrest. My mama got pregnant with me, and as soon as I was being born, Papa changed her. Then these men and women came and told Papa that they'd been looking for him. They burned Mama because she ran at them, and Papa because he said they'd never stop him from having an army." I sniffed, remembering. All the adults looked around, tensely. Just then, a beautiful chocolate-haired woman walked in, holding a little girl about my age. The girl had big brown eyes, creamy white skin, and bronze ringlets down her back. She looked at me, shocked, but waved her fingers at me. I waved mine back, and that was how our friendship started.
The vampires filled the new girls, Bella and Renesmee in. I liked the name, Renesmee. I tried it out.
"Renesmee…" I said, mostly to myself. Everyone turned to look at me, including the young Halfling. I looked around at everyone. "He told me about you. A clan of golden-eyed vampires who were famous in the supernatural world. Everyone knew that these vampires interacted with humans, and that one of them was in love with a human. He told me tales of a little girl, a half vampire like myself."
They all stared at me.
"She's so intelligent… obviously her father, Joham, has been teaching her," Edward murmured.
"But here's the question, what are we going to do with her? Her parents… she's alone. We can't let her be alone she's a child!" said Alice, her voice rising. "I don't know about you, but I feel… like she was sent to me. Us," she amended, looking at Jasper.
"I feel it too. Not just from you, but from me too. I feel the need to destroy anyone who wants to hurt her, I don't want her to grow up, and it feels like love," Jasper said.
Edward smirked. "That's the feeling of being a parent," he said.
Alice POV
I walked slowly over to Dalia.
"Could we… adopt you?" I whispered, hardly daring to hope. Dalia's eyes filled with tears as she reached out for me.
"Mama and Papa didn't love me," she sniffed as I pulled her into my arms. "I just want a mommy and a daddy that will love me!"
She looked as if she'd just realised. The looks of uncaring on her parents faces. She was probably an experiment. That broke my dead heart into pieces.
"Dalia, we love you. It feels like fate brought you out of their hands and into ours," I crooned to her. She held me so tight; it would have hurt if I'd been a human.
"Mommy," she whispered. Remember my dead heart? It never felt so alive in this moment. Jasper walked over, and sank to his knees to be at eye level with us. He wrapped his strong arms over us both, and Dalia leaned her head on his chest.
"Daddy,"