Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or it's characters as I'm not the great Stephanie Meyer. I do own my own creations however.
Summary: This is the story of a family of vampires, not quite as good at Carlisle and his family but not evil either. They would have liked to help when Carlisle and Esme asked but they had their own reason for staying under the Volturi's radar, for staying away. This is their story.
Warning: Violence and slash (later on). You no likey, you no ready. Kay?
A/N The first five chapters are completely about the OC's I have created but have no fear, our favourite vampires and werewolves will be in this story!
Where Loyalties Lie.
Chapter Ten: Home Movies.
"So when was the last time you all fed?" Carlisle asked after a moment spent watching Thomas sleep. Daniel's almost completely black eyes turned his way.
"We three?" he asked, gesturing to himself, Cossette and Thomas, "Almost a week. We'll be fine, even with the smell of those delicious humans in town. We're quite good at resisting, at waiting for the opportune moment. Her?" He pointed a finger at Clara who looked down at her feet a little guiltily, "She fed two days ago. Don't worry, when she wants to she can resist. But she can also be as stubborn as a mule when it comes to something she wants." Clara looked up indignantly at that but then winced, agreeing silently with what he said. When she wanted something no rules would stop her from getting it.
"Well…would you two like to come hunting with my wife and I?" Carlisle offered with a smile, "We were going to go hunting anyway and this way you can see and experience our way of life for yourselves. The others will be perfectly alright here." Alice nodded along as he spoke.
"We'd love to," Cossette said warmly.
"Before you go," Alice's voice stopped them before they could leave by the front door, "Can we have permission for Clara to watch a little television with us?" Daniel looked from the dark haired vampire, grinning brightly as she already knew his answer and the hopeful looking Clara. Finally he nodded. "Thank you!" She hugged the startled vampire and then rushed over to Clara as the four 'adults' left, "It's time."
"Time?" Clara and pretty much everyone else asked in confusion.
"Time to watch the film," Alice explained with a huge smile.
"Huh?" Clara asked with a frown.
"Your film," Alice explained a little slower, "You know the one I mean."
"Oh! How'd you know about that?" Clara asked, sounding a little suspicious. Emmett laughed deeply and she glared at him. Ilsa took pity on Clara and reminded her little sister,
"Alice can see glimpses of the future, remember?"
"Oh yeah!" Clara gasped, feeling a little foolish. Carlisle and Esme had told them all about them when they had visited.
"But Clara? What film does she mean? It had better not be the one I'm thinking of," Ilsa said slowly, making Clara meet her eyes, "You know the one I mean. The one that you made without our permission. The one that had Daniel so mad we worried he'd dismember you."
"It's not that one," Clara said shortly, "And I still don't see what all the fuss was about. It was just a bit of fun."
"Fun?" Ilsa asked incredulously, "You secretly filmed us on hunts and when we were feeding and turned it into a music video." All the Cullens stared at the little girl in shock as Ilsa said this, Edward a little before the others as he heard Ilsa's thoughts, "It was disgusting. It was wrong!"
"It was good," Clara pointed out, "And my dance was brilliant."
"Your dance was the only bit of it that wasn't about killing humans!" Ilsa snapped at her, "If you ignore the fact that you were dancing in blood of course."
"That sounds…horrible," Bella said quietly.
"It wasn't horrible or disgusting," she glared at them, "It was art."
"Like hell it was art!" Ilsa snapped.
"What's this one Alice has seen us watching about?" Rosalie of all people asked before the fight could get any worse. Clara ran over to her suitcase, lifting it easily to lay it on it's side and open it. As she started searching the girly contents for the home made DVD she spoke quickly,
"I made a video about us and our life in England. I started it when we decided to come here. I thought they'd like to see what we are like when we're at home. Got it!" She hurried back over, handing the little DVD to Alice who put it into the DVD player quickly, "I used old footage and photo's. Don't worry; I didn't use any footage from 'Façade'. It's mostly pictures." The second to last thing was said specifically to Ilsa who glared at Clara once again.
"What's 'Façade'?" Emmett asked.
"That other video," Ilsa said coldly, "It's the name of the first song she used."
"Oh," Emmett said, wincing as Rosalie smacked him for bringing the subject back to the one she'd managed to get them to drop.
"It'll be lovely seeing what you're life in England's like," Bella said gently. "It must be quite different to our life here." Clara nodded, eagerly sitting beside Rosalie who she thought to be more beautiful than anyone else in the entire world.
"Everyone get comfy, it's starting."
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(Right this is a little un-orthodox but hopefully if you follow this link/type in this address you'll find a youtube video called 'The Gilbert Family - My Twilight Fic'.
.com/watch?v=xuWJ7N6vXuo
If they decide to delete it or it doesn't work this is the script of the video and just imagine that there are pictures and videos to go along with it.)
Hello.
I'm Clara Gilbert and this is a video…well more a slideshow really about my family.
We've lived in Bournemouth since just after World War Two.
Of course we have to move a lot just like you, people get a bit suspicious of you when you don't age. They're always suspicious anyway about the 'no sun' thing. I bet no one really believes our lie, allergic to sunlight and all that.
Sorry, rambling.
So these are a few pictures of some of the many houses we've lived in.
This one was my favourite. 1984-87. It rocked!
Now this is our current house. We've been there a year and a half now.
Isn't it nice?
Well I like it.
So anyway that's the house.
Now onto us.
This is Cossette, my vampire mother.
Doesn't she look amazing?
And then this is Daniel, my vampire father.
See that look? That's his strict look.
I get that a lot.
Ooh this one I found in their room he he. I bet it's Cossettes favourite.
Ok so, Thomas is my older brother.
He's a weird vampire, he doesn't glow!
And he eats and he sleeps and he does all the annoying human things that I kinda want to be able to do too.
Not glowing meant he could like go outside and which meant he could fight in the wars.
He doesn't know I found his war albums.
But I did.
They make him sad sometimes.
He must be in this one somewhere but I can't find him.
This is my favourite of Thomas.
Now Ilsa is my sister and she may not look it but she is the younger one.
Ilsa doesn't like cameras but I'm very sneaky.
These are the ones that turned out alright, the rest were a bit blurry.
Now me!
When Cossette and Daniel found me my house had just been bombed.
They saved me.
We managed to save these snapshots from when I was little…well littler.
That's my human family.
I wanted to be a ballerina and since dying I've kinda kept it up.
It's easier now I don't get blisters and stuff like that.
You don't wanna know that.
Now this is the only photo of me learning to dance as a human.
I was the best in my class.
And this was my first and sadly only role as Cinderella.
I cut it out from the programme.
The rest of these are later, once I was vampire.
These are my favourite point shoes, they're baby pink.
Oh and this, this is my dream tutu.
And before any of you say it I know I look like Shirley Temple.
That's it, or rather that's us.
I've got more video's should any of you want to watch them.
Lot's of me dancing actually.
Well, bye!
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"Hello Shirley," Emmett laughed, looking at Clara as the DVD ended. Clara growled, her head turning ever so slowly to glare at him with her red eyes. "Never saw you do that face before. How about a rendition of the 'Good Ship Lollipop' for old times sake?" Emmett roared with laughter once again. The growl was repeated.
"Um Emmett, don't call her Shirley or provoke her," Ilsa said quietly to her new friend, watching her little sister with wary eyes, "Or she might rip something off that you quite like having." She nodded to his crotch and Emmett's laughter stopped in an instance, wincing along with every other guy in the room.
"Quickly changing the subject before Emmett puts his big foot in it…Clara, that video was great and I see us watching many more of your movies and I see us making some of our own. Oh it's going to be such fun!" Alice clapped happily.
"It's always fun making videos!" Clara giggled happily. "We could start with making one for each of you on your stories. I've done all of ours."
"You have?" Ilsa asked suspiciously, "I don't remember agreeing to that."
"That would be because I didn't ask you," Clara said slowly, "They're like mini-documentaries. I did mine first and then Cossette's and then Daniels and then Thomas' and I didn't want to leave you out so I did it without you knowing."
"Clara."
"I'm sorry but it's really good. Thomas helped me with the final edit and he cried all the way through it," Clara said defensively.
"And that makes it good?" Jasper asked with the frown.
"It means it's serious. It doesn't make light of the story," Clara explained sounding much older than she looked, sounding her age, "I wouldn't have made it if it wasn't going to be taken seriously. The story…your story doesn't deserve that."
"Alright Clara, I forgive you," Ilsa said, "But let me know next time."
"Promise," Clara put a hand over her heart as she nodded. Then suddenly she jumped up and rushed to her suitcase, rooting around and pulling out a Dictaphone. "So? Who wants to go first? I'll get your stories recorded on this and then I'll start work once I'm ungrounded."
"Er…" everyone mumbled awkwardly.
"I will," Alice volunteered quickly, "Mines the easiest to make."
"Ok. Tell me all about it," Clara smiled at the bigger vampire, clicking record on the Dictaphone. And so Alice told her story with as much detail as she knew. She started with waking up alone, a vampire. She described her first ever vision, of Jasper's smile. Of her second vision, the Cullens way of life. And of her long and often difficult quest to find both. And of course, a huge chuck of her story was about her love of Jasper. "You've never tasted human blood?" Clara asked when the story was over. Alice shook her head. "Not ever?"
"No."
"That's…weird," Clara said softly making everyone laugh.
"I'll take that as a compliment. Emmett, you should go next."
"Why not Jasper?" Emmett asked, pointing out the natural link from Alice's own story. It would make sense for her husbands story to be told next,
"His story isn't told now. Later," Alice answered calmly, a knowing look in her eyes, "Neither is Ilsa's or Rosalie's but everyone else gets a turn. And I've seen you going next so talk."
"Fine," Emmett grumbled slightly about being put on the spot but once he go into telling his story he was soon back to his usual self, filling the tale with rude jokes and innuendo's. Only once did Rose look uncomfortable even though he pretty much told them all about their sex life, she took the rest of it in her stride. He finished with a basic summary and proudly declaring that he was the happiest man on the world because he'd been found by Rosalie and she loved him back. Clara looked thoughtful,
"So basically what your saying is that your entire existence revolves around sex, the having of and the talking of," she said at length.
"Clara!" Ilsa gasped as Emmett roared with laughter.
"No Shirl-" he caught himself before he gave her cause to castrate him, "No my existence revolves around the woman I love. Rosalie Hale. And I plan on keeping it that way." A wicked grin slowly broke out on his face, "If great sex is involved, well that's one heck of a bonus." Clara laughed loudly before looking around expectantly for the next speaker, she really couldn't wait to be ungrounded to start on these videos, hell the research alone was going to great!
"Wait!" Alice said quickly before Edward could start to tell his story, staring at the peacefully sleeping Thomas. As they all automatically turned to see what she was expecting to see Thomas woke up. It started with a slight change in his breathing, then his shifted his shoulders, his eyes cracking open. He blinked a few times and then tried to sit up only to frown and look down at the sleeping little girl in his arms,
"Alice?" he asked sleepily.
"No, this is Alice," Edward said, pointing to his sister. The sleepy gaze moved to him, then to Alice and then back to Renesmee.
"Different Alice," he mumbled, gently moving his hand through Renesmee's hair, "But it's not that Alice either." He shook his head slightly and when he looked around them this time he looked a bit more awake. Everyone was startled by the loud sounds of a stomach rumbling in protest, "Uh oh, I need chocolate."
"On it!" Clara cried happily and then in a blink of an eye she'd opened his case and was back at his side with a huge bar of chocolate in a purple wrapper. "Here you go." He smiled his thanks at her and sat up, expertly keeping Renesmee in his arms. The little girl mumbled a bit in protest but settled again, snuggling her face into his neck. Clara opened the wrapper and broke of a huge chunk of chocolate, handing it to Thomas who whilst holding Renesmee to him with only one hand took it with the other and bit off a huge chunk.
"Ah Clara you're a life saver," he mumbled with a mouthful of the Cadbury's Dairy Milk Chocolate, his favourite of all Chocolates.
"I know," Clara beamed happily. Everyone watched him with wide eyes as he proceeded to eat that chunk and then another chunk, envious of the fact that he was able to do something so entirely human. Well everyone except Jacob of course whose hands were itching with the desire to pull Renesmee away from him now that he was awake. "I'll get you some water."
"Actually I'm gasping for a tea," Thomas said quietly.
"Er…" Clara bit her lip.
"I'll make you one," Ilsa said with an affectionate smile.
"Thank you Ilsa," Thomas smiled up at her. The others were noticing he was much nicer now that he'd a) slept and b) eaten chocolate. "So…what are we up to?"
"We watched a video of mine and now I'm taking down their stories so I can make videos of them," Clara explained happily as Ilsa disappeared into the kitchen. They heard the tap and the then the click of a plug as the kettle was turned on.
"Not 'Façade' surely," Thomas said quickly.
"No, we've already been through this. It's 'Façade', it was the one about our lives in England," Clara said rather sulkily, "I'll only show them 'Façade' if they want to see it. I know they're vegetables."
"Vegetarians," Thomas corrected.
"Same thing," Clara snapped.
"Thought you were grounded. No TV," He nodded to the huge screen.
"Un-grounded temporarily thanks to Alice," Clara smiled at the other vampire. "Now I believe that Edward was just about to start telling us his story." She picked up the Dictaphone from where she'd dropped it earlier and clicked record, "I have a feeling this is going to get complicated."
And it really did. Ilsa returned with Thomas's cup of tea as Edward reached the point in the story with the family leaving Bella and the wolves looking after her. All three of the Gilbert children stared at him in shock but then stared at Jacob with something else, fear. It was the natural first response of a vampire to a wolf.
"They're our friends," Bella said quickly noticing their fears.
"Your friends, not ours," Thomas pointed out.
"If you are with the Cullens you are our friends," Jacob said quietly.
"And you can decide that huh?" Thomas asked.
"Yes. I'm the Alpha."
"The whoofa?" Clara asked.
"The Alpha wolf is the one in charge of the pack. Then there's the Beta and then all the others. The Alpha makes all the decision and their word is pretty law," Ilsa said knowledgably to her little sister. Clara made an 'oh' of understanding as Ilsa smiled nervously at Jacob, "Discovery channel." He chuckled and nodded. Her explanation had after all been correct.
"Good cuppa Ilsa," Thomas said softly after taking a gulp of the steaming liquid, made just he way he liked it (white with one large sugar). Edward carried on with the story then and Victoria was discussed.
"That bitch!" Clara gasped. Everyone chuckled at that.
"Yes, she was rather," Bella agreed softly, "Revenge never gets anyone anywhere." Ilsa snorted,
"I wouldn't bet on that."
"What does that mean?" Bella asked with a frown.
"Revenge can be good, very good," Ilsa shrugged, "I lived off revenge during my newborn years and even then I didn't feel like I was finished." Rosalie said nothing, after all she'd taken revenge on her 'killers'.
"I don't understand," Bella said quietly.
"Lots of people contributed to me death and the death of family. I merely killed them in return," Ilsa shrugged, "So, on with your story?" After a second of staring at the girl who had just revealed a new piece of information to them Edward continued, bringing them right up to date.
"Bella? Anything you want to add for yours or is it pretty much the same?" Clara asked, not stopping the recording just yet.
"It's pretty much the same except I would say I was bit more insistent on the turning thing and a little less agreeable on the marriage thing," Bella admitted softly, "Don't mind so much now but at the time…"
"I'd love to get married," Clara breathed sadly. A moment of silence fell before she smiled brightly, "But who's gonna marry a twelve year old vampire? Now Alice said that I wouldn't get your story Rosalie or you're Jasper so that's everybody for now. Time for best behaviour to get permanently un-grounded."
Everyone was laughing at her matter of fact way of saying it when the front door opened and the adults stepped back into the house…
A/N There we go. Hope you liked the random bit in the middle either way you did it. Let me know what you think. Next Chapter - 'Settling Down.'