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Chapter 1 - Humans
(Renesmee POV)
It had been four years since they'd been stolen and I was half dead. I refused to eat so Carlisle had tubed me then fed me a constant supply of blood because it was easier. Jake avoided me whenever possible because he blamed himself. Bella sat with me every day and only left to hunt. She almost knew how I felt, but she would never truly understand it. Not really. I felt cold and empty. Like a piece of me had been ripped away from my soul so that I was no longer whole. I was a broken spirit with no hope of returning to the girl I was before. Until my children were returned to me I would drift in the universe until balance was restored. A poem I memorized from my English lessons growing up was about losing yourself and being unable to find the path fate had laid out for you. It was by a woman called Kathy Hood. She'd lost both of her parents and struggled to find herself afterwards. I felt like she was talking to me it explained how I felt so well:
The struggles I face
from day-to-day
Are struggles that won't
seem to fade away
I wake in the morning
and what do I see
A lost little girl
mourning to be
I struggle with loss,
pain and anxiety too
But most of all I
struggle from not having you
Time will heal
So they say
So I watch the clock
As time fades away
I felt tears well up in my eyes and my Mother's cold hard arms wrap themselves around me and crush me firmly to her chest, like she had when I was a baby. It wasn't fair to put her through this but I couldn't allow myself to try and fix myself when I didn't know the future of my children. I projected the pain to my mother and she rocked us backwards and forwards, murmuring soothing nothings to me, even though she knew nothing she could do would placate me.
(Phoenix POV)
I heard Sam crying in her room again and I knew that it had happened again. She'd seen another person dying, she'd felt the pain and agony of their final moments and been unable to save them. I opened the door and saw her leaning against the alcove window, tears streaking her face.
"How long ago was?" I asked, shutting the door and walking towards her.
She looked at me and shrugged, opening her arms and I stepped into them.
"It happened at three this morning. I don't know what time it is now, but they're getting worse, Nix. This was about a girl, only two years old, who coughed her lungs up because of lung cancer and her mother sat there smiling whilst she died. It was horrible. I felt like hell was ripping at my throat and the blood burnt me. Her name was Caroline Jones, she lives down the street from here. Her mother's the evil Witch who nearly threw Kaleb into the moving truck. I didn't know she had any children" Sam said, her tears beginning to soak my black top.
"I'm sorry, Sam, but I can't help you. I have to hide my mutation too, remember. Everytime, Mama yells at me, I lose control. I can't stand it. Then I come home and you've usually seen something. You really think this is fair for either of us? Do you think Mama knows? She doesn't say anything about me running into the woods then running back here at eight AM when I left at midnight the night before. Don't you think its strange that she home tutors aswell? We aren't allowed to interact with anyone except from her three friends and their terrified, whipped children" I whispered, clutching her close, trying to ignore the raging heat that was climbing up my spine and spreading over my shoulders. It was like fire but it wasn't painful; it was like when you slept on your arm and it went numb, then as the blood returned it tingled.
"But Nix, you know, Mama doesn't like us asking too many questions. She says that's the way to allow the Devil to enter the home. His Demons will begin controlling your mind" Sam said.
I growled quietly and she shoved me away.
"You may turn into a giant dog but I am not allowing you to wreck my room as you do it. Jump out the window if you're about to lose control" she snapped, the tears literally drying up instantly. I could see her heating up internally and it was hot enough to make the water boil.
"Do you think we're Changeling children?" I asked, abruptly, my thoughts moving out of my mouth impulsively.
Fear struck my sister and she froze, terrified then demanded, "Why would you ask that, Phoenix?"
"Because we're either Changelings or Witches and I would rather be a Changeling than a Witch. At least then we wouldn't have a choice but to be evil" I retorted.
My voice broke at the end, because I couldn't face the truth in my own words. Mama had drilled it into me enough times that I was evil, that I was the Anti-Christ incarnate. Samantha was the fallen angel daughter of Lucifer who was sent to guard me from myself.
"You aren't evil, Phoenix. Who the heck told you that? They lied whoever they are" His sister said softly but with a deep passion.
"Then you're callin' Mama a liar. I'm the Anti-Christ. You're my fallen Guardian Angel. You're the daughter of Lucifer. That's what she told me. She told me to never tell you. She wants you to turn away from the darkness and into the arms of God. I'm ruled by impulse and anger, there is no hope for me. I'm not screwing your chance at heaven" I whispered, then turned and walked out of my sister's room. I leant against the dark purple door with my eyes closed for a few moments then heard my Mama cough to my right and my eyes flashed open.
"You damned child. You have told your sister the one thing I swore you never to utter to her. You know I will have to punish you for that. I'm taking you to Mrs. Jones at the end of the street. You will remain under her care for the next thirty-three days. She is free to do what she wishes to you" Mama said coldly.
Although terrified I shook my head defiantly. I couldn't go to the child killing Witch.
"No. I'm not leaving. You can't make me. I have weapons that you are unaware of" I snapped weakly.
Mama raised her eyebrows and said,
"You mean your weapon of sharp teeth and claws. I know you turn into a white wolf, I'm not a fool."
I flinched and she grabbed the back of my top and threw me down the stairs. I fell willingly and launched myself out of the door then ran straight into the child killing Witch. She grabbed me by the wrist and dragged me down the street towards her lair. I looked up and saw Sam watching me through the window. I knew she was terrified but I could see no tears in her eyes. I wasn't going to die. At least not yet.
(Samantha POV)
I watched my Brother get dragged away with the Witch and I screamed internally, crying out for anyone to help me, to save us from Hell.
Samantha a voice in my head uttered, sounding astounded
I don't know who you are, or if I'm going crazy but please, you've got to help me. My brother's being taken to the home of a murderous Witch. He needs to be saved because she only just killed her own child I thought back to the voice, feeling absolutely absurd doing it.
Hang tight, Samantha. I'm on my way the voice said Where are you?
I'm in Coulterville, California. Please hurry, he's going to be kept there for thirty-three days I replied.
I knew he wouldn't live that long but I hadn't seen how she'd kill him yet. I could only see it when it happened.
(Renesmee POV)
I heard Jacob run up the stairs. I could hear his excited heartbeat and wondered why he'd returned in the middle of the day. He didn't come home until midnight and then he left at dawn, always running as a wolf or doing something to keep him busy. But away from me. He'd left me, forever, like the babies I held barely once.
"What is it Jake?" Bella asked, staying still.
"I know the Twins are. The girl, Samantha, she broke into the pack mind. She must be part Werewolf. She's safe but Phoenix is in danger from a murderer. She'd killed her own daughter that day. They're in Coulterville, California. You can't come Bella, none of the Vampires can but the entire two packs will come and help" Jacob replied.
My head snapped up and I stared at him, disbelief playing on my face. She wasn't a Werewolf. I knew that much. She must have a strong connection to her father that was all.
"I'm coming" I stated firmly.
Jacob shook his head and took both of my hands in his. He felt boiling, even though our temperatures were the same. His face hardened and he whispered,
"Nessie, I can't let you be let down. Not again. Besides you're not strong enough to go anywhere for any length of time. Nessie, you've let yourself fall apart and I'm sorry, but I'm not putting you in danger again."
I stared at him then realized that he was right. I wasn't strong enough to do anything. I also realized that I would never be a fit parent for anyone of any age.
"Just get them safe, Jacob. I don't care if they come back, maybe its best they don't come home. I can't parent anyone" I murmured.
I dropped Jake's hands and pushed away from Bella then ripped the tube off of my face. I laid face down on the bed and fell asleep until I was barely conscious.
So that was chapter 1 please R+R, I love to know what you think. Thanx y'all
