A/N; Wow guys! I'm lost for words.. So many reviews! I had a goal to get 100 reviews by chapter twenty five. Chapter twenty got me to 98. Thats amazing, and I cannot thank you enough.
I hope that this chapter clears everything up.. seriously hard chapter to write, and you all have my amazing beta FailCullen to thank for it. If you could see the before and after products, you would be amazed at the wonders she does.
I'm going on holiday tomorrow for a week, so chapter will most probably take a while, so you guys should think yourselves lucky I didn't leave you with a cliffy! :)
"No, no no." I whispered.
"Nessie?" Jake asked once more, moving to stand in front of me. I looked up at him, my eyes showing my fear. The rain was getting heavier and I had to squint to see through it's presence.
"It's the building," I swallowed. "from my dreams." I whispered, my voice shaking. In seconds Jake has his cell phone out and to his ear.
"Edward, I need you down here, now." Jake spoke quickly and urgent. My legs were shaking and they eventually gave out. I went crashing to the wet ground, sobbing. I didn't know why that place freaked me out so much; there was just something about it. I saw Jake look down at me and his eyes widened when he took in my appearance. He hurried over and wrapped his arms around me. I buried my head in his chest and could feel it vibrate as he spoke.
"The building," he said with regret, "from Nessie's dream? It's here." I heard Jake hang up the phone and seconds later my dad burst through the trees.
"Nessie," he said focusing on me immediately. I felt the temperature drop rapidly as he took me in his arms and I couldn't help but shiver.
"Daddy," I whispered. "Why is it here? Why did I dream a real place?" he looked down at me, and brushed my bangs out of my face.
"I don't know honey," he sighed. "But I'm going to find out."
"You promise?" I whispered, barely hearing my own voice.
"I promise," he nodded. I smiled and leaned into his embrace. Just then, the rest of my family burst through the trees. I'd forgotten how much faster my dad was then the rest of them.
"Renesmee!" my mom shouted, running towards me. I was pulled into my mother's arms.
"Baby are you okay?" she asked, hugging me to her chest. I nodded feeling myself relax now my family was here.
"We need to go inside," I heard my dad speak. I felt myself tense. I shook my head, looking up.
"You can't," I all but shouted. Several heads turned to look at me. "I don't know what it is in there," I explained. My eyes flickered to watch my dad frown.
"You told us about the boy, but there's nothing to worry about. He is nothing we cannot handle." My dad assured me. I wasn't convinced but I nodded nonetheless.
"Okay," Carlisle said. "Jasper, Emmett. You go in first. I and Edward will follow. Esme, Alice, Rosalie and Bella, stay here with Nessie. I don't want to put any of you in danger. Jacob, you can either stay with Nessie or come in, it's up to you." He explained quickly, probably eager to get inside.
"No wait," I all but shouted. "I'm coming with you." I decided, jumping to my feet.
"Ness," my father began but I cut him off.
"No dad, this is something I have to do." I said, reassuring myself more than anyone else. He nodded before stepping out in front of me, protecting me. Jasper and Emmett stepped in front of us, and we all walked towards the door. My mom, aunts and grandparents all followed behind. Jasper stepped forward and wearily opened the door, peering inside. I held my breath as I watched him step inside. Everyone followed, but I hung around, bracing myself. I knew what was in there; I knew what I needed to do. I had to go in there. I had no idea why but I could feel a pull towards the building, like I needed to be in there. I was suddenly aware of Jake standing next to me, glancing at me. I looked up to him and smiled, trying to reassure him.
"Are you sure you're ready for this Ness?" he asked, looking down at me. I nodded, before stepping into the building.
Inside was much the same as my dreams. The room was a lot lighter than what it had been, but the far eastern wall was still covered in shadows. I knew that my family's eyesight was much better than mine, and that I was thankful for. I could see the stacks of boxes piled up all around the place, like I had created. It was weird seeing it in reality. In the dream it had seemed so real, but now I could really see it.
My family was investigating the dark corners, checking out every single place where the boy could be hiding. I felt so stupid for making such a fuss out of everything. I didn't know why the dreams had scared me so bad. Hell, I didn't know why I had freaked so much when I saw the building. It was a huge wave of déjà vu, overwhelming, powerful. I sat down on a stack of boxes sighing. I closed my eyes and buried my head in my hands. I suddenly had a strong headache, pounding on one side of my head. It was strange, I rarely got headaches.
I was suddenly very aware of someone watching me. My head snapped up, but to my confusion, I found no one looking at me. I looked around the place, my eyes searching for something that they couldn't find. Growing more and more paranoid, I jumped up, spinning around, still searching for something I couldn't see. Out of nowhere, a force so strong knocked me backwards, sending me flying against the wall. I hit my head hard, and I groaned in pain. In seconds my whole family was crowding around me, all looking confused and concerned.
"What just happened?" my dad asked me frantically. I closed my eyes trying to block out the pain. My hand rose to my forehead, where the pain was the worst. I felt the warm wetness of my blood running down my face way before I smelt it. Quickly, Carlisle's medical training kicked in. He crouched in front of me, pressing different places on my head. I hissed in pain when he hit a tender spot, and recoiled away from him.
"Sorry," he mumbled. "Nessie?" he asked. My eyes fluttered open in response, and I was met by two grandpa's staring down at me, concern etched onto his ageless face. I blinked, my vision quickly returning to usual.
"Keep your eyes open for me," he said, whilst looking around. "Jacob, give me your shirt." He asked. Despite everything, I still managed to blush, before remembering that Jake was wearing a checkered shirt over a black t-shirt. Jake quickly removed his shirt, throwing it swiftly over to Grandpa. He caught it and ripped a large strip from it, before tying it around my head. I bit my lip to keep from making any noise; the strip had been placed right over my gaping cut on my forehead.
"I'm sorry Ness, but pressure needs to be kept on it until I get to any medical supplies." He explained sympathetically. I nodded my head, quickly regretting it before leaning back against the wall behind me.
A crash from the other side of the room made me jump. Everybody whipped around to where the sound had come from. I could just about make out a pile of boxes on the floor. I watched as Jasper and Emmett stalked over to the fallen boxes, and looked around.
It all happened very quickly. First, another pile of boxes came crashing to the ground. Second, I heard a chilling growl. And third, I saw Jasper leap into the air, and land on the boy. For seconds there was a silence before everybody started moving. Jasper and Emmett suddenly had the boy pushed up against the wall, and the boy was struggling fiercely. My dad ran up over to them closely followed by Carlisle. My mom and Jacob stayed with me whilst my aunts and grandma lingered between the two groups.
"Who are you?" I heard my father growl, his voice bouncing off the walls. There was some kind of silent exchange through him and Carlisle because my dad mumbled something along the lines off "okay okay."
"Help me up." I mumbled to Jake, who pulled my up before wrapping his arm around my waist to steady me. We wandered over to where everything was happening. I couldn't help it; I had to be closer to the boy. As much as I didn't want to admit it, there was an urgency to being near him. As I got nearer I could see the sickening color of his eyes. The crimson color was one that had haunted me for years. They were the eyes of the Volturi, the only vampires I knew who hunted humans. The boy was young, his face still childlike. He looked no older than me, and his dirty blond hair complemented his cute face.
"Who are you?" I asked again, my voice barely above a whisper. His eyes meet mine and I couldn't help but shiver. He looked away from me and looked around at us all.
"My name is Damen," he answered. He spoke with a heavy southern accent, and it reminded me of Jasper's slight accent. I had been told many stories by Alice about him, but apparently, over time his accent had faded. I smiled. Carlisle soon took over my quizzing and began bombarding him with questions.
"I'm a half human, half vampire hybrid, like you." He said looking at me. Jasper and Emmett decided to release him from their grip. I assumed that Jasper had decided he was safe enough to be trusted.
"What are you doing here?" my dad asked, getting straight to the point.
"I'm here for your help. I know I shouldn't ask you, but I have no one else to go to," he explained, pleading before he had even begun. "The Volturi," he muttered, "don't believe I am like you Renesmee. They think that I am an Immortal Child, as they did with you." He paused looking around at my family.
"Word has spread of how you stood up to the Volturi, convinced them of what you were. Believe it or not, but you are famous around the world, Renesmee. Most of our kind has heard about what you had to do." He said sincerely. I smiled; despite everything I was beginning to like Damen.
"So you decided to put my family in danger?" my dad snarled, pushing him up against the wall once more.
"Edward," Carlisle scolded. My father let him go and his hand rose to pinch the bridge of his nose, something he did out of anger.
"Of course not!" Damen defended himself almost immediately. "I had no intention of coming here to harm any of you! I panicked; they found me and my family. They killed my family. I ran away, you were the first people I thought of! Please help me." He begged the last part no more than a whisper. I was already sold; of course I would help him. He was just a boy. He was alone, and scared. My father glanced at me having just read my thoughts. I ignored him, trying not to let it get to me. Despite the compromise we had come to, he had made no effort to give me any of that privacy.
"How did I know you were here?" I asked, cutting off whatever my father was about to say. I felt several eyes on me, but I ignored them keeping my eyes on Damen.
"I sent you the dreams." He said simply. I felt my eyebrows furrow in confusion, how can he send me the dreams?
"I have a gift," he explained. "I can send dreams to people, make you experience them."
"But they were so real," I whispered. I was so sure that there was something more to it then Damen's gift. Damen smiled.
"Rumors were so right about you." He said, watching me intently. I felt myself blush. My father growled.
"Don't you think about my daughter like that!" he shouted, lunging towards him. Damen caught on pretty quick, and disappeared from the spot he was standing at. There was a deafening crash as my dad slammed into the wall. I spun around to see Damen standing across the other side of the room. My Uncles and Jacob seemed to follow my dad's lead and began chasing Damen. Damen seemed to be faster than them, and that confused me. My dad was the fastest vampire I'd ever seen, and Damen wasn't even a full vampire. I watched in disbelief as they thought over nothing. It annoyed me when my dad got possessive like that, why couldn't he act like a normal father? I was growing increasingly annoyed, with no apparent reason.
I watched as Emmett caught hold of Damen's arm and span him around, smashing him into the wall. I jumped at the sudden violence my uncle had used. Jasper caught hold of his other arm and I couldn't bear to look. I suddenly had the chilling feeling that we weren't alone.
"Stop!" I shouted, wanting them to listen. No one responded to me, they didn't even look up. It was like I was invisible, they weren't listening, no one ever listens. I closed my eyes and thought of me putting the thought inside their heads. I could do it, I knew I could. I felt the familiar strange feeling overcome me, I couldn't explain it. It warmed me, comforted me. I clenched my teeth and shouted "Stop!" in my mind. I felt the strange energy inside of me leave my body, and travel over to where they were all standing.
It stunned them to say the least. They all stopped what they were doing, and looked over to my in disbelief. My eyes widened. I'd done it! I'd finally managed to release all of that energy I had had inside of me for months. I had felt it before. Whenever I got mad or upset, everything was so much stronger. It was something that my uncle had picked up on before, however never said anything to anyone. Sure, we'd spoken about it, but he didn't know what had been going on and had dismissed it.
"Renesmee?" my dad asked, walking over to him. I looked up, remembering he had just heard everything I had been thinking.
"I'm sorry," he apologized wrapping his arms around me.
"For what?" I asked, shaking my head.
"For not listening to you. For not giving you the privacy you wanted. For being an idiot." He laughed. I smiled.
"It's okay, I forgive you." I mumbled, burying my head in his shirt and holding him tight.