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A/N Hey there guys,, Another chapter for you. And I know I said I'd give the first five reviewers a mention, but by the time I was writing this, five people hadn't reviewed, so nevermind.
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Chapter 3
"Come on," Carlisle said, patting Bella's shoulder, let's go find Jacob and Renesmee, shall we?"
Bella's POV:We all headed into the lurking forest, Edward and I hand in hand.
As I ran, I imagined holding my daughter again, something I hadn't expected to be able to do for a while. We would laugh, and return to our cottage; return to normality. I looked up at Edward, and he seemed to be agreeing with me, enjoying my imaginations of a happily ever after. He slowed for a few seconds. Long enough to kiss my forehead, before continuing deeper into the trees.
We were only running for a matter of minutes before we saw him, lying in a crumpled heap on the forests floor. His hands were in fists, beating into ground beneath him, his eyes a puffy mess, bloodshot and filled with tears. He was breathing in gasps.
Jacob.
Jacob?
I couldn't move. My legs were suddenly stiff with fear and confusion. Where was Renesmee, my beautiful daughter?
I opened my mouth to speak, bu nothing came out. I had turned mute with anxiety. Looking up at my husband, he was in the same state too; his mouth gapping open, his eyes wide in panic.
"J-J-Jake," I managed to splutter out, "wh-what happened?"
He looked up at me from the floor, but not in the eye. No, he couldn't look me in the eye.
We stayed like this for what seemed like a century.
Eight of us, staring at Jacob, waiting on answers. But none came. Not for a while.
When his whisper came, I wasn't sure I'd heard correctly; it was so quiet. I wished I hadn't heard correctly.
"They took her."
As the reality of the situation hit me, Edwards pulled me close, and I sobbed into his chest, my tears never to escape the confines of my eyes.
"I'm so sorry, Bella. I tried. I tried to fight back," Jake began to mumble, speaking quickly, "but they took her, there was two of them, I couldn't fight back, they were too strong, they took her, I'm so sorry, I should have tried harder."
When Edward let me go I saw Carlisle walked over, and helped Jacob to his feet. Next thing I knew, Rosalie was over at them glaring deep into Jacobs eyes.
"What the hell did you do, mutt?" She growled at him, cracking her knuckles angrily.
"Rose, calm down. It was nobody's fault." Carlisle's voice was calm, but you could hear the panic fighting through. Rosalie growled again, but stepped back in defeat, fighting between us would do no good. It wouldn't find Renesmee.
"Who was it, that took her, it couldn't have been long ago, they were all in the clearing five minutes ago," Edwards voice was shaky and quiet.
Jacob shook his head. "No, it was at least twenty minutes ago. The leader of the group, um. . Aro? It was him. Him and the other guy. . The blonde one."
"Caius?" Carlise asked.
"Yeah, and. . Aro. . Took her, and he left and the other one, he was going to kill me, Aro told him to kill me, but he said I should suffer. So he left me, and followed Aro."
"Twenty minutes ago?" Emmett frowned, "But Aro was in the clearing five minutes ago, that's impossible. . ."
Edwards brow creased and he pinched the bridge of his nose. "How was I so stupid?" His fist crashed against the tree we were leaning on, and it shook. "The person we saw in the clearing. . wasn't Aro."
"It was Baldassare." Carlisle said, sighing as he understood what Edward meant, though no one else had a clue.
"Baldassare?" Alice asked, as confused as everyone else.
"He's in the Volturi guard," Carlisle replied, "His ability is very. . . special. . . unique." Another deep sigh. "He makes you think he's someone else. . He can make you think he looks like anyone. . Or anything."
"So, in the clearing, it was this Baldassare. . Not Aro?" I looked between Edward and Carlisle. They both nodded. "So what now?"
Four Years Later . . .
Aro's POV:
"They came again." Caius was walking behind me, as we headed for the main hall.
"Who came?" I asked, though I was sure I knew the answer.
"The Cullens." He scoffed. I stopped walking and turned to face him.
"What happened?" Did they not realise by now there was no way to find her?
"They tried attacking. We lost two of our guard, Valentino and Arval. But they didn't find her, of course. They've left now." Oh well, the two guards were never much use. Mere humans.
"Where is she?" We'd had to flee with Renesmee the last time her family had 'visited', but this time, she had left with Delilah, her 'mother'. She didn't know about the Cullens. It was going to stay that way.
"In the Swiss Alps. Demetri is leaving in the morning to find them."
"Very well. Good job Caius."
Renesmee's POV:
"Why must we keep hiding, mother?" It was cold at this time of year in Italy, let alone the bloody Alps.
"You know why." Mother slipped another blanket around my shoulders, in the futile attempt to keep me warm.
"Why are people always looking for me, what have I done wrong? And we never go where I want to go when we have to leave. Why can't we go to America, I'd love to go to America. Uncle Aro says there are too many bad people in America, but I don't believe him. Mother, are the people looking for me American? Is that why we can't go there?"
My mother smiled, and stroked my cheek. "So many questions, for such a young girl. Come, you must be tired. Your bed is right by the fire, you will be warm enough there."
I stood up, stretching my legs. "Good night Mother, I love you."
"Good night." She smiled again, but there was a sadness in her eyes. "I love you too."
Delilah's POV:
"Good night Mother, I love you." Renesmee stood up, and began walking towards the bedroom door.
She looked back at me expectantly.
"Good night" I told her, trying to smile. Like the millions of times I'd told her this before, I thought of her real mother, where-ever she was. Had she too told Renesmee she loved her before her daughter went to bed?
I tried not to let the tear escape my eye. I had to be strong, Renesmee didn't have to know, it would only bring her heartache.
"I love you too."
As I spoke the words, I thought of the lack of justice in the world.
I shouldn't be telling Renesmee that I love her, her mother should. Not me, a poor, weak human, hired by Aro to look after Renesmee. I thought again about how I would feel, if my daughter was taken from me viciously, to be hidden away forever. Bile rose from my stomach as I remembered that I was a part of the vicious blasphemy concerning my 'daughter'.
As I thought about what to do – what was right to do, and what Aro wanted me to do – Renesmee could be heard in the bedroom, shrieking and squealing. Nightmares.
I walked through, sitting on her bed and stroking her face calmingly.
"Shh, it's okay, it's just a bad dream, just a dream Renesmee, it's okay."
"NO!" she kept shouting, "no no no..."
I pulled her upright, so she was sitting next to me, and I wrapped my arms around her shoulders as she wept in to my chest
"Renesmee it's okay, I'm here, nothing's wrong."
"The wolves! They're everywhere! Mum help me! The werewolves are everywhere!"
Well, there you go hope you liked it :D please review, because I might chose one of you to have a character. . . but you have to review ;)
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Okayy. . . . too many happy pills, back to my padded cell. It rocks!
FailCullen, Over and Out x
