Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, Stephanie Meyer does. I only own this story! Most of these characters and their personalities come from her! My OC's however are my own.

Warning! This story has blood and violence!

A bit of a long Chapter, I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 37 – Forgiveness

I could feel the blood leaving my body, my strength was drained with it. I tried my best to fight, to push my way past the darkness clouding my mind and break the invisible barrier holding me still. But I couldn't. My veins still burned with the pain the unknown heat had inflicted.

Suddenly my body was being lifted, carried. With my blood nearly gone I couldn't fight back, I couldn't even manage to open my eyes.

I was dropped on a cold hard surface, some more voices entered my mind but I couldn't make out any of the words. Cold steel was clamped down on my leg, is was tight, too tight for me to get out of. Inside my mind I cursed Kent, that bastard had betrayed me. Now I was stuck in the vampire hunter's lair. Some part of me wondered if my family would figure out where I had gone, if they would come save me, the other part of me hoped they didn't. If everyone I loved came here to rescue me and got caught along with me then I would never forgive myself.

"Renesmee" A woman's voice called my name. "Renesmee please wake up."

I forced my eyes open, what should be a simple task already felt painful. A plain stone ceiling greeted me, an incredibly dim light filled the space but it was enough that I could see. I took a deep breath and tried to sit up, failing miserably I slumped back to the ground.

"Thank God you're alive." the voice spoke again. This time it sounded more familiar.

I forced my head to the side and saw three more people sitting around the room all with thick chains on their legs. All human.

The woman who had spoken tried to crawl closer to me, the chain stopped her just shy of touching my outstretched arm. Despite the dirty clothes and blood stain on the side of her face I recognized her instantly, "Barbra?"

The girl smiled at me, her eyes seeming to water, "Yeah, it's me."

"Are you alright?" I asked looking at the dried blood matted in her hair.

"I'm better off than some of the others," She allowed glancing in the direction of the other humans in the room. "and you."

I raised my arm and slowly placed it on my head, even the small motion felt draining. "I'm sorry, I'm not strong enough to get us out of here." I admitted. My head was pounding and with so little blood running through my veins a hunger was stirring inside of me. The chains might be keeping us here, but they also kept me away from Barbra and the others. In a way that was a blessing.

Barbra's eyes shinned with new tears but she blinked them away, "As a little girl I was always told that there are monsters in the world. Funny, it took me meeting a real monster to realize that humans are the true villains. They claim superiority and spout nonsense about ridding the world of vampires. But if you don't agree they chain you up and drag you away." She didn't bother to hide her tears anymore and they dripped down her face as she glared in the direction of what I assumed was the door.

I was silent for a moment, letting her cry without comment seemed like the right thing to do. She finally spoke again "I don't know what they're doing but those of us who leave this room… don't come back."

A chill ran down my spine, they were most likely food for the few vampires mixed in with the humans. The irony of vampires running an anti-vampire group was not lost on me.

"I'll find us a way out of here." I tried to assure her. Though I couldn't think how. Unless I got some blood in me and fast I wouldn't have the ability to help anyone.

I tried my best to glance around, as much as it made my empty stomach turn even a rat would be helpful. To my disappointment and relief there was no sign of any rodents as far as I could see.

"If you need…" Barbra paused, shaking her head as if dispelling her own fears "If you need something form me, I'll do what I can to help."

"You'd let a vampire drink your blood?" I couldn't curb my curiosity and her breath caught in her throat the moment the word vampire escaped my lips.

"If it's you, helping us get the hell out of here, then yes." Barbra snapped back. I focused on her face, I could see the fear in her eyes. However despite that fear she was willing to give herself to a vampire? Did she really know what she was offering?

"So will I." one of the other humans spoke up. I recognized him as the clerk from the local gas station. "I don't believe in the hate these nut jobs are trying to spread, if you can get us out of here you can have my blood too."

"As generous of an offer you both have given me, I can't reach any of you in these chains. Besides I'd rather have animal blood." I said, all this talk of blood was making me crave it. No matter how willing the victim, I would have to be careful not to drain them completely. An animal would be better, feeding on humans was something I would rather avoid.

"Then we'll find another way out." Barbra smiled. "And when we do if you need my help, in any form, I'll freely give it."

"I'm not sure about giving a vampire my blood." The woman chained to the furthest corner finally spoke up. I didn't recognize her. "But I'll help you beat the hateful bastards that put us in here."

Barbra nodded in her direction then turned back to me. We sat there in silence for a while. There wasn't a whole lot to say beyond our desire to leave.

I was surprise and grateful that the others in the room didn't hate me. Is this what my grandpa Carlisle was always talking about? A future where humans and vampires could live together in peace? A world where we fed on animals not humans, and therefore they didn't fear us? Could vampires truly one day step out of the darkness and into the light?

On the other hand the humans who knew the truth but decided to act on their fears where all around us. They would see any and all vampires destroyed if they could. All that hatred, where did it come from?

"Hey Renesmee." Barbra's voice penetrated my thoughts.

"Yeah" I answered.

"I'm sorry I was so mean to you." She nearly whispered the words but I could hear them.

"It's okay" I told her. She sighed in contentment and leaned back against the wall, she seemed relived at my forgiveness.

"I didn't tell anyone what happened at school, I promise." She added.

"I believe you." I responded, figuring it was probably just a crazy coincidence she was even here. Had she been the one to still hate me and tell everyone what she had seen at the school then she would be out there with the vampire hunters, not in a dungeon with me, offering her blood if I needed it.

Suddenly the door opened and a large male human stormed into the room. The flood of light hurt my eyes, but I didn't even have the energy to lift my arm and block it out. Then a bag was thrown over my head. I felt large hands grab me and the metal biting at my leg slipped away.

"No!" Barbra snapped. I heard a chain ratting as she must have fought her own restraints. "Don't take her!"

The man didn't even acknowledge her as I was carried out of the room. I heard the door slam shut behind us.

I tried to gain enough strength to struggle but knew it was useless.

The man holding me chuckled low in his throat, "Don't worry, you'll see her again. Maybe I'll throw you back in there after a day or two, with no chains on this time. I wonder what will win out, your feelings or the thirst."

Pain welled up within me, because I already knew what would win. The thirst, the thirst always won.