RENESMEE

"Renesmee, may I speak with you outside?" asked Nahuel.

I didn't answer him at first; I was still trying to force my thoughts through my mother's shield, hoping that my dad would hear at least a few chosen words I was thinking at the moment.

"Sure," I said through gritted teeth.

"Edward, let's go home," said my mother, pushing him towards the door.

My father, with a smug smile on his face, put his arm around her shoulder.

"Alright, let's go then. Alice left a new present for you there anyways."

Mom rolled her eyes.

"Clothes again?" she asked.

"A sundress," he answered, stroking her cheek lovingly as her lips formed a frown. "Renesmee has one too."

My mother and I groaned. Just what I wanted, matching dresses. My dad laughed.

"You two are so much alike," he said admiringly. "Now let's leave the happy couple to talk amongst themselves."

I shot him a glare as he and mom walked out in front of us, arm in arm. As soon as they were out of sight, Nahuel began talking.

"You and the werewolf are good friends?" he asked politely.

"His name's Jacob," I said. "And he's my best friend."

"How long have you known eachother?"

"Since I was born."

"I see."

"Why do you ask?"

"I was just curious as to how you were able to withstand that… odor… of his." He wrinkled his nose.

It seemed as though the rest of my family, even my mother was aware of a "stink" that Jake gave off, but I never smelled it. If anything, his blood smelled sweet to me, not that I had thought to try it, but constantly biting him as a child had left a nice taste in my mouth.

"I think he smells fine."

He looked at me closely.

"You two are nothing more than friends?"

I glared at him.

"Not that it's any of your business, but, yes, we're just friends," I huffed.

"Of course, of course," he said quickly. "It's just that, as lovely as you are, I'm surprised he hasn't staked a claim on you."

"I don't see why he would," I said, trying to keep my face calm, emotionless.

"Renesmee, I don't think you realize exactly how intriguing you are."

I had the feeling he was about to tell me.

"I've seen female vampires before, including my sisters, but you are absolutely stunning. Your eyes especially, they seem so… intoxicating," he said, stepping closer to me, his teal eyes looking at me slowly up and down before reaching my eyes.

"They're brown," I said uneasily as I took a step back. He grasped my hand, pulling me closer.

"Yes, but they shine like nothing I've ever seen, like diamonds," he said, reaching out to touch my burning cheek.

"They're my mother's, when she was human," I said as I tried to casually pull my hand back. He held it with a force that would have broken my wrist if I was human.

"They were probably similar," he said, moving his free hand to the back of my neck to pull my face closer, "but they are yours alone."

I prayed for an apocalyptic event that would force him to let go of me. His face came closer still, moving extremely slowly while still staring into my eyes.

My head spun as I realized what he was about to do. I curled my free hand into a fist, ready to put full force into the blow. His body wouldn't go that far since he was holding my hand with a death grip but at least his face would be a bit farther than it was at the moment. I pulled my fist back and was about to throw it towards his nose when I heard my mom calling for my dad.

Nahuel and I both turned to see my father running at full speed, my mother following with worried look on her face.

Something was wrong though. My father's eyes, practically glowing with killing intent, weren't focused on us, but ahead of him. They ran into the forest.

I looked at Nahuel and he nodded. We simultaneously turned and ran after them. We weren't as fast as they were though and it took a bit to catch up to their speed, our hearts beating a bit faster from the exertion.

I was startled to smell Jake's familiar scent close to us.

What did he do now? I sped up, horrified at what dad might do to him in his state of mind. To my annoyance, Nahuel matched my pace.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

I ignored him as I caught sight of Jacob's giant wolf form ahead of us, Seth and Leah on either side of him. My father stopped abruptly in front of Jake, his fists clenched. I was about to jump in between them until I heard my dad speak.

"Show me where she is," he hissed.

She?

"Bella, stay with Renesmee," said my father as he sped off.

My mother turned to Jacob.

"Who's here?" she demanded.

He was silent.

"I don't care if you have to phase back naked, answer my damn question!" she said angrily.

Nahuel grabbed her shoulders to try and calm her as Jake stepped behind a tree to change. He came out with a pair of jeans on, his face dark. He looked in my direction before he spoke.

"I can't say," he said hesitantly.

"Liar," I muttered, furious. He was hiding something.

"Who is he looking for Jacob?" my mother repeated.

Again, he looked over at me. My mother followed his gaze and quickly turned back to Jake, a sudden realization spreading across her face.

"Is it…Volturi?" she asked slowly.

He nodded. Nahuel's face froze.

"Why are they here?" she looked at me, fear apparent in her eyes.

I remembered their last visit all too well. I remembered having to greet them, then asking them politely to not kill me, to not slaughter my friends and family. They had agreed, but back then we had many allies. If they were here now... I had a vision of the house in flames, my parents, my aunts and uncles, my friends, all dead, thrown into the fire.

I tried to shake the thought from my head. Jake walked over to me, concerned, and cupped my face in his warm hands.

"Nessie, they're not going to touch you," he said fiercely. "We won't let them."

"Who was my dad looking for?" I asked as I placed my hands over his.

As soon as I touched his hands my vision blurred for a moment, then refocused, though something had noticeably changed.

I couldn't move, couldn't speak as my body moved on its own. Emotions that I hadn't been feeling became present in my heart, though I felt them as if they were next to me, something I could observe. Thoughts ran through my head that were of a different, separate mind that I could hear.

At that moment my separate mind was feeling very anxious, cautious, crouching behind a bush, looking at a woman sleeping under a dark gray blanket. She was vampire. A sleeping vampire? My other mind was confused. The blanket looked odd. Then a sudden realization hit. It wasn't a blanket, it was a cloak.

The cloak the Volturi's wore, I thought to myself. I could never forget the ominous gray cloud that had swept towards the Cullen house.

What if Nessie is being hunted again? my other mind thought. The body ran the other direction, towards others.

Are you alright Jake? asked a familiar voice.

I turned to see Seth, in his wolf form, looking straight at me. I gasped as I realized whose eyes I had been looking through.

Jacob, I whispered softly in my head as I felt a tiny jolt of excitement.

Again, my vision blurred momentarily and standing in front of Jake again, breathing hard. My hands were tightly gripping his and everyone was staring at me.

"Renesmee?" asked my mother, worried.

"Are you alright?" asked Nahuel.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"You…blacked out," said Jake, looking at me uncertainly.

"You saw a woman sleeping…with a cloak…" I said slowly, looking at him.

His mouth fell open in shock. So it had been real.

"How did you…?"

"I saw it, like how I show you things, except I was the one looking at a memory," I said slowly, quickly working out what I had seen in my brain. "I asked you who my dad was looking for… and you answered me."