Heeya everyone! No excuse for not updating sooner (except that school started. Good enough? Yeah, didn't think so!). Anyways, just wanted to warn you that I made a mistake with the age calculations (like the years aneverything) so the ages aren't exactly canon (that is to say that in Breaking Dawn it was said that half human/half vampire stop aging at 7 years and they look about 17/18.) so yeah. Also, in case you did not notice, this story reeeeealy bashes Renesmee... Yeah. Don't like her very much ^.^
Anywhore (RWJ : ] ), thanks for the reviews and I shall TRY and update more often 'cause I'm running out of pre-written chapters! :S

Third Person POV

The years went by and the Cullen's soon moved on from losing their daughter. They did care about her, but that didn't mean that they wanted her. They were fine with just having Renesmee, besides Renesmee didn't seem to want to have a sister. Everyone thought that she didn't want to have a sister because she was bad news, you know, twin telepathy. They think that Renesmee saw into the other girls mind and saw that she was trouble and didn't want her as a sister. Edward didn't pick up that this was not true because Renesmee easily blocked his mind reading abilities when she wanted to and they didn't realize this because she would replace her real thoughts with something else. The real reason Renesmee didn't want a sister was because she didn't want the attention on anyone else.

The wolf pack slowly got over little Rayne, Paul moved on. He was now happily in love with Jacob's older sister, Rachel, Paul even believed that he had imprinted on her, the guys agreed too thinking that he had in fact broken Rayne's imprint. The wolf pack soon figured out that as long as they kept phasing they would stay the same age and as soon as their Imprint reached the same physical age as them they stopped aging too. Sam and Emily had a child together, a little boy named Levi Jackson Uley, Levi after Sam's deceased father.

The Volturi and Felicity found that for every human year Felicity would age two human years in looks, the little girls mind was already beyond that of a genius who had spent their whole lives collecting information.

It's been seven and a half years since her birth and she now looks like a fifteen year old. In Felicity's mind her favorite year was when she looked six. That was the year that Caius, who she refers to as her father, and her 'mother', Jane, took her on her first hunting trip. Seeing as since she arrived with the Volturi she has refused to drink human blood they took her hunting for deer. She managed to drain two dear and even a mountain lion. This had unsettled both Caius and Jane, seeing their little six year old draining those huge animals but they knew she could handle it.

Felicity's POV

"Just try it! Pleeeeeeease." I begged.

"No." Refused my grandfathers, mother and father, Alec, Demetri and Felix. Yeah, they all refused. All seven of them!

"Pretty please with sugar on top…" I pouted and gave them the puppy dog eyes. My green eyes smoldered at them and I knew they would have a hard time saying no. I had been persisting in this argument for months and I have yet to get even a single one of them to agree.

"Will you shut up about this if we try it?" Groaned Demetri.

I nodded my head feverishly.

"Give it here then." He muttered, holding out his hand. I squealed excitedly and gave him the cup.

"If he can do it, then so can I." Sighed Felix.

"Don't let your people do what you're not more than willing to do." Huffed Grandpa. Dad and Pop nodded their heads in agreement. Mom and Alec looked at each other and shrugged.

By this point all seven of them had a cup and so did I. They all looked inside the cups at the thick red liquid. They were all skeptical about drinking it, so I downed mine all in one go, like it was a shot of alcohol that humans were so fond of. They all watched me as I drank it and Felix sniffed his, scrunching up his nose in displease.

"What kind is it?" Muttered Felix in his deep voice.

"Mountain lion." I smiled. "My favorite."

Grandpa shrugged. "Bottoms up." He murmured, drinking his like I did, as a shot. His equals and the four members of his guard that were here followed by his example and drank it. Their faces screwed up in distaste and it seemed that they started gagging. I laughed hysterically at their faces; they were faces of pure horror and disgust.

"What? Mountain lion got your tongue?" I doubled over laughing. Dad grumbled at my joke.

"Well… That was foul. At least we can say we tried and now you can't make us do it again." My Grandpa grinned at me.

"So, none of you liked it?" I pouted. They all shook their heads in unison except for one.

"It was… alright." Alec smiled at me. I blushed and put my head down shyly. I may have developed a little, itsy, bitsy crush on Alec. He's my best friend and I know, I know. He's a centuries old vampire, but he's got a fifteen year old body and I've got the hormone levels of an fifteen year old! Came you blame a girl?

He's my first crush and he's really nice to me. Like now for instance. He's so obviously lying, but he's doing it to make me feel better.

I grinned at him. "Liar." I sniggered at his shocked facial expression. It was priceless.

"W-what? I wasn't lying!" He stuttered, his eyes flying around suspiciously.

"Yeah, so not lying." I smirked, extending the sound of the 'o' in 'so'.

"I wasn't lying!"

"Liar! Liar! Pants on fire!" I sang in my soprano voice as I skipped away. I skipped through the door of the throne room and to the kitchen.

"Filly! I'm not lying, Filly!" Alec called desperately after me. I chuckled at his lame attempt of trying to cover up his fib. I love it here with the Volturi. With my family. I have a great memory but I couldn't remember why the word 'family' left I pang in my heart. I shrugged it off, continuing to skip to the kitchen to get another cup of blood; I don't get to go hunting much so I always have a large stock of animal blood. I want to go hunting again soon, it's so much fun! I'll ask Daddy or Grandpa tomorrow if we can go. Those two just can't say no to me.

Aro's POV

"Bottoms up." I muttered, taking the blood like a shot, just like Felicity did. The bitter taste touched my tongue and I resisted the urge to spit it out. It was horrible. Bitter, salty and coppery unlike human blood which was sweet and seemingly sugary. Felicity doesn't know what she is missing by drinking this… insult to blood instead of human blood.

"Well… That was foul. At least we can say we tried and now you can't make us do it again." I grinned at my 'granddaughter'.

"So, none of you liked it?" She pouted. We all shook their heads vigorously, none of us liked it. I noticed that Alec didn't shake his head.

"It was… alright." Alec smiled at her. She blushed and bowed her head slightly, whether it was from shyness or from trying to hide her blush, we didn't know. If it was the latter, it wouldn't matter if she had a box over her head, we would still be able to smell her blood rushing up and pooling in her usually pale cheeks. Over the last few years, Felicity and Alec have gotten extremely close. They were best friends and we all realized that Felicity was at that age when you first start to notice the opposite gender. She obviously had feelings for Alec and I'm assuming he returned them.

The fifteen year old grinned at him. "Liar." She sniggered at his shocked facial expression, catching his lie easily.

"W-what? I wasn't lying!" He stuttered, his eyes flying around suspiciously.

"Yeah, so not lying." She smirked in a way that suggested she was older than she looked.

"I wasn't lying!" He lied again.

"Liar! Liar! Pants on fire!" She sang in her soprano voice as she skipped away. She skipped through the door of the throne room and presumably to the kitchen. She never stops eating! She also doesn't like using her teleportation or her fear and dream inducing abilities unless needed. She really just wanted to lead a normal life. Although she would never admit it to us, I had heard it in her thoughts once when we were playing tag and she tagged me.

"Filly! I'm not lying, Filly!" Alec called desperately after her, trying to convince her of his lie. Everyone heard Felicity chuckle at his lame attempt of trying to cover up his lie.

Heidi burst in the doors before we could discuss some matters on my mind.

"Heidi! Didn't I tell you to knock before you came into the throne room unless the doors are open!" I scolded.

"Yes, master, but there is no time for formalities right now!" She assured.

"Well, what is it then?" I growled, getting impatient at the brunette in front of me.

"The necklace—" She began, but I cut her off.

"The crown jewel one that I gave to Isabella as a wedding present?" I asked.

"Yes, yes, that one."

"What about it?" I questioned.

"If you stopped interrupting me then I could finish telling you!" She growled at me. I raised an eyebrow at her and she looked mortified. "Sorry, master. Isabella gave the necklace to her daughter, Renesmee. Corin put in the chip like you asked of us before you sent it to her. Renesmee never takes it off." She blathered.

"Is this story going anywhere?" Jane asked, bored.

"Yes, it is, Jane. Just shut up." Heidi replied stonily. "As I was saying, the chip hasn't been transmitting anything lately. We can still get their position and we still know that it is Renesmee wearing it, but we don't get anything else. We think something may be going on."

"Is that all?" My expression was neutral, maybe even a little bored looking.

"Yes, sir. It is."

"You are dismissed." I muttered to her. She looked appalled. She obviously thought that by telling me this I would be most pleased with her and maybe promote her from being the 'lowly hunter' for us to being part of the high guard. Not going to happen.

"Are we going to do anything about it, Aro?" I asked Jane. I sighed heavily.

"What do you think, brothers?" I asked Caius and Marcus. They gave me their hands and I saw their thoughts on the matter. "It looks like we're going to visit the Cullen's."

"Is Faye coming?" Caius asked.

I thought about it for a minute. "No, no I think not." I replied.

"When are we leaving?" Alec grumbled.

"In a few days time." They all nodded.

Felicity seemed to have no recollection of the Cullen's or anyone associated to them. I didn't want her to have to remember all of those horrible things that they did to her. I had seen her memories about they had done and I had never been more relived to have Afton in the guard. He had the power to take away any memories that he so chooses from anybody, so long as he is touching them. I asked him to take away her memories of them and I think she was already starting to forget them anyway. I don't want her to see them or even hear of their names, because depending on who the person is, they can remember if the memories are triggered, usually by the names, a picture or even a scent. I hope that she never remembers.

Felicity's POV

I gasped silently outside the door of the throne room—yes, I was eavesdropping, not on purpose though!— as the words 'Cullen', 'Renesmee' and 'Isabella' infiltrated my mind. The memories came rushing back to me. Those evil sons of bitches. I glowered at the floor as I remembered all the awful things they and the wolf pack did to me. That's why I felt a pang in my chest every time I thought of being in a family.

I didn't care what Grandpa or anyone else said, I was going to see them whether they liked it or not.