Ch. 4.

Ok, Just some FYI, I won't be getting back to the Flock for a while. I will be getting back to them, but it'll be some time from now, so have some patience, ok?

Fang's POV

I was basically seeing the history of this little girl's entire life.

Her name was Renesmee Carlie Cullen. Nessie, for short. She was almost 2 years old and a half-vampire. Yeah, that's right, a half-vampire. Her father had been a vampire, her mother a human. Her mother had been turned into a vampire, too, though. Like me.

That's right, I was now a vampire. The burning in my throat? The thirst for blood. I also now had super-speed, quick reflexes, long-distance hearing, and a myriad of other cool powers. But for some reason, my avian DNA had messed with the vampire venom that turned me into a vampire in the first place, giving me some half-vampire traits, like still eating regular food and sleeping.

All of this, of course, sounded like absolute insanity, but, for some reason, when I watched it from Renesmee's mind, I couldn't not believe it. I just knew it was true. That didn't mean I couldn't have a moment of denial, anyway.

"This is absolutely insane. Immpossible!"

"Yeah, but you know it's all true." Renesmee sent the thought directly into my head.

I sighed. "I know, but it still sounds insane."

She let go of my face. "Don't worry, Fang, it'll be ok."

"How?" I asked. "I'm a vampire, for crying out loud! How am I supposed to go back to my Flock like this?"

She tilted her head to the side, cutely. "Your Flock?"

"Their other winged kids, like me." I answered. "Their like my family."

She nodded. "I miss my family, too."

She looked so sad, I felt like crying. I reached through and stroked her hair. I wasn't afraid of attacking her anymore. After I'd seen everything she'd had to show me, I couldn't even think about harming this swwet little girl. "Hey, don't worry. You're right, everything will be ok."

She smiled and looked up at me. "Yeah, because Jacob will come save us!"

"Who?"

"Jacob and his pack. They're werewolves."

"Werewolves?" What new insanity is this?

"Well, they're shapeshifters, actually, but they shift into the form of wolves. They'll come get me. And Mommy and Daddy will come with them. And they'll bring Grandma Esme, Grandpa Carlisle, Aunt Alice, Uncle Jasper, Aunt Rosalie, and Uncle Emmett!"

I smiled. "You've got a big family, huh?"

"Yep, and they'll come save us."

"Save you, you mean. They're not coming for me."

She looked shocked at my saying that. "Of course they'll save you, too! They wouldn't leave anyone in danger here! Plus, you're a new vampire. Someone's gonna have to teach you how to be a vampire, and I'm sure my family would want to teach you. Besides, they'll teach you to be a good vampire."

"What do you mean 'a good vampire'?"

"Well, lots of vampires drink human blood, and that kills them. But my family drinks animal blood instead."

I nodded. "Oh, ok, I think I'd like that lifestyle better."

"Good. Then when my family comes to save me, you're coming too."

I smiled again. She had so much faith in her family. I surely hoped they were really cominh for her. I couldn't imagine anyone not saving this little girl. And sure, it'd be nice if they'd bust me out, too, but I wasn't gonna count on it.

It wasn't too long after when that freaked-out doctor came back. If I'd been in my right mind, I might have felt sorry for the poor guy who had vampire-feeding duty. But right then, I only had one thougt in my mind…

Thirsty.

My throat burned like hell. My eyes were locked on the four bags he carried. They contained a red-colored liquid that's smell was driving me mad.

The doctor quickly shoved two of the bags, plus a plateful of food through a small slot at the bottom of the cage. I dove at my two bags and bit right through them with my fangs.

Wow, when'd I get fangs?

Whatever, I'd think about that later.

I downed both bags and ate the whole plate of food, but it wasn't enough. I was still starving, but the doctor had left and it hadn't looked like he was going to come back anytime soon.

I looked over at Renesmee. She had had a plate of food and two bags of blood as well, but she still looked hungry, too. She looked at me with her sad little eyes.

"Are they gonna starve us, Fang?"

Ok, my heart, even though it had decided to stop normal beating functions, just broke.

"No, hun, we'll be ok. I won't let them starve you."

Yeah, I wouldn't let them starve her.

Director's POV

Well, it seemed like my plan was going to go even better than I'd planned.

It seemed that Fang, displaying amazing control for a newborn vampire, had been giving all of his food and blood to Renesmee for the past week. She still wasn't getting enough, of course, but she was sure doing better than Fang, who was starting to look absolutely sick with hunger.

Perfect.

I'd wait a little longer, then, I'd take the two out hunting. Well, I would, if they agreed to hunt the people I'd tell them to. That would be the plan. They could go hunting, but they'd have to do something for me, first. And in the meantime, I'd give them just enough to survive. They'd come around eventually, and become great assets to our company, of course.

I smiled. I had finally come up with a foolproof plan to make a successful vampire army. I remembered a couple years ago when some idiot had tried to make an army of newborns. Pathetic. Didn't she know it was better to have a handful of well-trained, obedient, full-grown vampires than a huge army of volatile newborns?

No matter. That was the past, this is now. And thinking of hunting, I needed to go out myself.

I left the Institute in the hands (or paws) of the Erasers and went in search of my next couple of meals.

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