Yay! I'm so glad people like the story! Remember, the MR characters are two years older, and the Twilight characters are six years older. Reneesme looks like she's 16. Now, on to the story!

Bella POV

"Beellaaa."

I looked up, to suddenly see Alice's face right in front of me. I jumped a bit, but she grinned innocently.

"You know, I just got back from Macy's not to long ago." Her grin widened. "You know what that means?"

I looked over to my husband Edward, for help. But Emmett was currently distracting him on some weird debate. I think he was saying something about cheese being made from mustard. I don't know. I looked back at Alice, trying to think of a way to get out of Bella Barbie.

"Alice if you let me off now, I'll… let you dress me up next time without complaining."

She frowned. "Do you really not like it that much?" I was saved from answering by Nessie's yell.

"Mom! Dad! Guys hurry!" I heard Jacob's low growling, some other yelps, by people I didn't recognize, and something else… what was that? It was some kind of growl… or was it a hiss? I couldn't tell. We all jumped up, Jasper came down from the stairs, Rosalie came out of the kitchen, and we all ran into the forest to where we heard Reneesme yell. When we arrived at the scene, I was in complete shock. Jake was crouching down, growling at this, thing. It was large, black, scaly and smelt terrible. It doesn't help that I have a highly induced sense of smell.

I looked over to see Nessie was tending to a young, African American girl, along with a little blond headed girl. Another boy, that looked like the blonde's brother was explaining something to another boy, while cradling his wrist. I looked at him again and saw he was blind. I saw Leah and Seth come out of the woods in full out wolf form. Jasper, Edward, and Emmett ran to help Jacob, while Rosalie went to help Nessie, and I followed Alice over to the two boys.

"Is your wrist alright?" The younger one jumped, he apparently didn't hear me or Alice come over. It didn't take long for him to regain his posture.

"It's fine, I've had a lot worse." I looked at how his wrist was bent. I was skeptical. He's eleven. How could he have worse pain than that? He's not even wincing!

"Who are you?" I looked up at the blind one's voice. I guess he's more paranoid about who he talks too. I was going to answer, but Rosalie spoke from her spot next to us.

"We're people who're trying to help." She sounded annoyed, and I look over her shoulder to see a bandage wrapped around the African American's head.

Well, not exactly people. I thought. We don't exactly fit in that category. The blond girl gasped.

"You guys are vampires?" Our heads swerved toward the girl. How did she know that?

Her brother blinked. "So you're like Dracula?" He's not even fazed? Geez, what's wrong with him?

"Gazzy look out!" I looked over from where the voice came from, and saw a different boy that I hadn't noticed before. He was tall, with a large build, and looked like he had stepped out of a magazine. The young boy, Gazzy, immediately started to back away, but he was to slow. One of the creatures hand's hit him full force and he was knocked into a tree, crumpling to the ground in a heap. His sister stood up and started to run towards him, but the blind one shouted out to her to get down. She did so, but reluctantly.

I turned to the blind boy as Alice ran over to check on Gazzy.

"You should probably get out of the way, too."

"Why should I," he asked and started fishing something out of his jeans.

"You're blind," Rosalie told him.

He smirked. "That's never stopped me before." He held something in his fist and jumped up to join the fray.

"B-before?" Nessie choked out, voicing my thoughts.

"Where are the Nephilim," I heard Jasper shout out.

"The what?" My voice was droned out by an explosion that the blind one had set off. I understand now why he does well in battles. Then another thought ran through my head. How did he even get a bomb? The beast hissed and gurgled before evaporating away.

The boy that had been fighting the whole time stood up and glared at the blind one.

"I little warning would have been nice, Iggy." (A/N: How is Figgie a word, but not Iggy?)

Iggy stuck his hands in his pockets. "Well, sorry for saving your butt. Next time I'll let you get beat to a pulp."

The young one, I heard Iggy call hear Angel, stood up and brushed of her shorts.

"Guys please don't fight. We need to go find Max."

"No way." Alice walked over with Gazzy on her back, out cold. "You guys need Carlisle to check you out."

"Alice is right, you took a pretty bad beating." Edward walked over to stand next to me as he talked to them.

Iggy shrugged. "Not really."

"Well, you'll still getting checked out," Rosalie said as she stood up.

He turned his head in her direction. "Make us."

Rosalie's eyes flared, but she calmed down as Emmett put a hand on her shoulder.

"C'mon, don't be stubborn. We just wana make sure you're okay," he said, as innocently as possible.

Iggy crossed his arms.

"Iggy, we can trust them. They only drink animal blood, if that's what you're worried about." Then began even more chaos.

Sorry it took so long, my teacher gave me a turtle report, a major social studies report (it doesn't help that my partner is lazy), a major state report, and the science fair (also a major grade). And it's only the first nine weeks of school.