Chapter 9
A Dangerous Trait
Renesmee's POV
The twins loved visiting the Cullens, when we made our first trip back to Forks; Ambrogio and I were discussing whether or not if they were ready to see the shape-shifters in full transformation – they had never seen it before, not even Jacob had phased during those first few months. But Gino felt that the more they knew the wiser they would understand the supernatural world; as we adjusted into the small cottage Mom and Dad had built for us, the twins were almost jumping off the walls to see the wolves phase.
"Right, sweeties; are you ready to see Jacob and the shape-shifters?" I asked. Both nodded excitedly.
Taking hold of their hands, Gino and I led them through the forest and came to the giant three-story house; as we entered the door the little ones ran as fast as they could, and naturally Bella and Rosalie were the first to embrace them, followed by Alice and Esme.
"Oh how are my little great-grandchildren," smiled Esme,
"We're fine, Esme. We missed you so much." Replied Anja.
"And we missed you, Sweethearts." Came Carlisle.
Suddenly Carlos asked, "When can we see the shape-shifters?"
"You will my grandson," Chuckled Dad.
Leading them outside, Anja was holding onto mine and Rosalie's hands and Carlos was sitting on Jasper's shoulders; as we brought them to the baseball field, and Daddy took a few steps forward.
"Are you ready?" he called.
Then suddenly Jacob, Leah, and Seth jumped out of the trees and transformed; Isanja latched herself onto my leg, I looked around and Carlos was now standing behind Jasper with Alice trying to comfort him.
"It's alright, my darlings." Came Gino
Gino then turned towards Seth, and with the mirrored cat look on his face I knew Gino was mentally talking to him; Seth then lowered his head and began walking towards us – being the smallest Seth would be the least scary. Seth then started to crawl on his belly to seem even less imposing, and the twins slowly came close enough to touch him. Gently stroking his snout and neck, they then were warily approached by Leah and then finally Jacob.
In their minds, the twins were astonished by the amazing giant creatures; Gino then stroked my cheek and I could see that Isanja wanted to take one home.
Jacob looked at my dad, and then he asked on Jacob's behalf, "Jacob want to ask if they would like to go for a ride?"
The twins looked at their father with large gleaming eyes, "Can we, Father?" asked Carlos.
I could tell that Gino wasn't completely comfortable with it, but he looked at me and I had every confidence in Jacob to keep them safe.
My husband sighed heavily, and then smiled, "Oh, why not."
Seth grinned through his large razor blade teeth and began wagging his tail, my Jacob knelt down and placed Isanja just above his shoulders, and Carlos was kindly taken by Leah; but just to be safe all the Cullens and I travelled beside them as the wolf pack took them on their hunt.
We went deep into the national park and came across a small heard of deer, the wolf pack and the Cullens cut off two small does from the heard and allowed Carlos and Isanja to try and make the kill; at first I could see little Anja was very reluctant as she crouched down to kill the doe but my Carlos, on the other hand, wasted no time. Like a true vampire, my little wild child leapt forward, ran like crazy and managed to leap onto a deer's back; I could see why in my youth I was mistaken for an immortal child.
But as I watched, Isanja managed to gain the strength and leapt at the same doe; Carlos was at its neck but wasn't completely sure where to make the killing bite – but as it was only one of their first hunt, Jasper and I killed the fawns for them. Without a drop spilt they drained the blood from the young deer; the twins had a bit of a play when they jumped on Jacob, Jacob treated them with respect but had fun spending time with them.
Eventually Carlos pounced onto Emmett, and then it turned into a full family brawl; the way Jasper was playing with the twins it looked as though he was teaching them to really fight. Rosalie had taken back what she said about calling them 'demon', she loved and protected them as her own – just as she was with me.
Managing to squirm out of the brawl, Gino came to me and kissed me fondly, but keeping his fingertips on my cheek he shared with me what he could see in everyone's mind; I smiled as I could see that Carlisle and Esme saw my joyfulness in Anja and but much of Aro's curiosity. Just as Carlos had much of Dad's protective stubbornness and determination, particularly with the hunt; he competed with Jacob in almost everything.
I smiled to my husband and was just about to kiss him again when suddenly from the rumble we heard Isanja scream.
"Ow!" she cried, "Carlos that really hurt!"
Rosalie came to rub Isanja's arm; suddenly Isanja fell into Rosalie's arms and began to cry, a rather shocked look came to Rosalie's face, "Renesmee!"
Her hand still covering my daughter's arm, Isanja began crying harder as she collapsed to the ground; as I looked down, we discovered another slightly troubling trait that our dear Carlos possessed, Rosalie removed her hand and imprinted on Isanja's arm was a tiny but visible bite mark scared into her flesh.
"Venom?" came Jasper, seeing the identical scars on his arms. "Carlos has venom."
Gino then gasped, "Oh my god, Isanja is changing!"
I didn't know that was even possible but it seemed that Isanja was becoming a pure vampire; quickly Gino bit down on our daughter's arm and hastily sucked the venom out of her veins, everyone could see the pain was stopping but still Isanja cried for what was a slightly frightening moment for her.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to, I'm sorry!" cried Carlos, in Bella's arms.
After Gino spat out the last mouthful of venom, Isanja clutched onto her father's shirt and gazed at her brother with hurt and fear; now knowing of what he was capable of. I went down and picked up my son, assuring him that it was not his fault; but as I looked at him, I felt a strange mixed emotion of both tension and pride. Tension for my son was capable of infecting humans and hybrids, but with pride because of the simple fact that Carlos actually had venom.
Whereas Gino, Isanja and I didn't; this small fact alone brought my young Carlos into his absolute element when we visited Volterra.
