Since I've had some requests to keep going I've decided that I would…

Chapter 2

Outkasts will never falter!

"Hey! You there you're not supposed to be there! Get down now," An officer yelled through a bull horn.

Edward and Bella glanced at each other; they were both sitting at one the unreachable iron ridges of the famous Eiffel Tower. They both laughed and basked in the cool night air and the white moonlight.

"Are we going to get in trouble?" Bella asked with laughter in her golden eyes.

"Yes," Edward responded with a soft smile. He took her hand and relished in her warmth.

"Perfect, another millions things to do before we die, if that will ever happen…" She trailed off, looking up at the stars. Well the few of them and an airplane.

"We have to go Bella. We have been here to long." Edward pulled her closer and leaned his head on top of hers,

"But it's only been three weeks." She whispered. "That went by so fast Edward. I don't think I can go back. It's too much; imagine Renesmee's pain right now. I don't think I would be able to comfort her again, not while I'm like this." Bella looked down to the streets. "Alright let's go."

Edward nodded solemnly and pulled out a small remote and made a big show of it before clicking a loud button and dropping the remote. When it was half way down they disappeared, climbing down at vampire speed and into the awaiting car.

The story is very simple, someone dies and another take its place. Or is it something different.

The story has all been written somewhere…but how? We will never know.

"Oh I'm so sorry darling, you know he wouldn't want you to be like this," Bella placed a hand on Renesmee's shoulder but she just shrugged me off.

"No he wouldn't, just leave me alone," she whispered wrapping her slim arms around her torso.

The Cullens left her alone, kneeling in front of Jacob Black's grave, the tombstone a big wolf howling at the moon.

The inscription…

To the one who was always there

My love

My friend

My jokester

My russet wolf

May you always feel our love

Renesmee ending up leaving two hours later having been so drained from crying she went to hunt just to see if she could at least look presentable.

After walking slowly in the woods she came across a herd of elk only to be side tracked by human blood, running off to the scent she found a dirty blonde man unconscious on the dirt floor. Not able to keep her vampire side under control she bit him feeling the warm blood on her tongue, feeling the power from the blood made her want more.

The boy moaned softly in pain and his head rolled off to the side as she picked him up and brought him closer to her. The boy gasped, but coming out in a gurgle.

Suddenly Renesmee pulled back and crawled away from the boy. Staring at him in disbelief.

'Do what you think is right,' I heard my mom and Jacob say together in my head. They had grown so much closer ever since the transformation. Then he died. She had pulled away from the family, since her name was Black now she could go anywhere and not be questioned, but it hurt her too much to be far from her home with her deceased husband.

"Years and years that I never drunk human blood, what makes you so different? What…" She trailed off talking to herself. Once again she crawled back towards him and pulled the hair off his face.

"Help me…" he said barely making it out of his mouth. Renesmee nodded and lifted him softly and ran all the way back to her old house.

Most of the family out on the porch because of the smell. Carlisle took charge and took him from her arms. "Change him, please," They all gave her a confused look. "Just do it!"

Renesmee ran to the forest and quickly took down a lonely bear. Old and ready to die. The blood wasn't as good as the boys but it felt better than his. It soothed her racing mind and let her think. After finishing she collapsed on the floor and stared at the ground. Staring very hard at a fallen piece of branch.

She didn't feel someone pick her up or being put in fresh clothes and being put in a bed. She just knew it was happening very faintly. She remembered one thing very specifically. Her mother singing and the boy next to her, not moving but grunting every once in awhile.

Closing her eyes and going to a dreamless sleep. Something that she hadn't done in over thirty years.

"They are mates, not like Jacob was. This is very different," Edward said, his arm around Bella's waist. " He is very smart and listened to Bella when she told him what was happening. Now the only problem is getting Renesmee to accept him. It was her that told us to change him and we respected her wishes, whether it was sudden or not, she is his mate and would not live without him."

Bella heard her daughter rustle and ran up the stairs. "Are you okay," Bella questioned her daughter and sat next to her, kissing her forehead and smiling kindly.

"I'm fine, what about him," the girl answered looking at the blonde boy. "His eyes were green, now they are going to be just like mine, for awhile. Stained red, a murderous color." She mostly whispered to herself.

"He'll be fine, in two more days. Now let's go downstairs and get some human food in you."

"Fine," Renesmee let her mother pick her up and kept her eyes on the boy. Curious to what happened to him.