Disclaimer: This does not belong to me…. Sadly. These amazing characters belong to Stephanie Meyer. TRIGGER WARNING: Abuse and Spanking, They Are Different! (This is FICTION; I don't justify this in real life!) Don't Like please just don't leave any Hate.

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A New Cullen – Chapter I

A New Beginning

JbPOV

"Whoo!" I was out running around by myself. The sensation of running through the forest as a wolf or even as a human always gave me thrills, but my speed as a wolf was something else. A year has passed since our official adoption into the Cullen Clan, and while difficult at first, Seth and I had settled into the new dynamic pretty well. Unfortunately the time of the Cullens back at Forks was running out, and we had moved here to Brazil around 6 months ago. Fortunately Dad had money too spare, and doctors in far out towns were always appreciated.

While most of the time I took advantage of the situation to enjoy a quick snack, or even take a nice bath in the rivers and ponds deep in the forest a very loud scream distracted me for a moment. I got distracted by the scent of some deer however an even louder scream cleared my head, so I cautiously began running towards the direction of the screams.

I began to get closer to the sound, thus the yells were beginning to get higher and my sensitive wolf ears began ringing a bit, however I still edged forward making sure I stayed hidden among the trees. I had reached a point where there was a clearing, thus I couldn't progress; my wolf vision was good enough however, to allow me to see what was happening. Standing at the clearing were a man and a women. The man looked overweight, and in his early 50s, with greying hair and wearing a golf shirt and sweatpants, the women looked to be of similar age but had bleached blond streaks on her hair, she was thinner and stood in a similar "Sporty mom" getup. Besides them curled on the ground whimpering was a dark haired boy, he looked younger than me, but he probably was around Seth´s age, 15 or so.

What I saw was extremely shocking, it seemed straight out of those TV cop dramas Emmett had become obsessed with lately. Those programs that made Mom sad when she glimpsed them when she entered the room while we were watching.

The men and the women were hitting the child. Please note the emphasis on hitting. Ever since I was little I was thought the difference between hitting and to my utter shame, spanking. I was raised with spankings until my mom died, my dad (Billy) stopped after that even though I think sometimes he regretted the decision. However after I became a Cullen, spanking had come back full force into my life, Dad is old school and firmly believe in a good smacking if any of us boys step out of the line. He is always fair but he never let us get away with anything if we get caught, and we always do! We can never get away with anything! Now, this was very clearly not a Spanking, they were beating him. They kicked him all over while spitting at him and saying how worthless he was, and how he was disowned. The boy looked a mess; he looked worse that I did after I had fought with Paul back in Forks when I had just turned. The kid seemed to be exhausted, and had stopped shouting at this point spent, he just stayed silent, and it was then where I smelt the rotten flesh. I had not noticed the bright electric blue lighter a few feet away.

They stopped, then left him there spent and on the floor. The whale telling him that if he ever came back, they would kill him, I shuddered at that last remark, cause he sounded dead serious. This was a full contrast after one of our smacking's with Dad, after he did, he always hushed us, held us, hugged us, and told us how he loved us and how we were forgiven. I could have left, and maybe I should have, the Adults had left, and failed to notice the giant wolf in the trees a few feet away, laughing as they did.

I swiftly turned back into human form and approached him. When I turned him around to get a better look at him, I almost fainted in shock for the second time. I had heard of this boy through my brothers. I remembered him being discussed at the dinner table. Edward had mentioned how the boy always sat alone in the cafeteria, not talking to anyone. Edward has also complimented his performance, since they shared a couple of AP classes, even though he was just a freshman. Edward, Bella, Alice and Jasper were all juniors, I was a sophomore, Seth was a freshman and Em and Rosalie were seniors.

I took a good look at him. He had raven colored hair and deep black eyes. His eyes actually looked like my brothers' when they had not fed. His skin had a bronze tone but at the same time he was pale, a very weird combination. His clothing was torn letting me see bruises and cuts all over him. He held some glasses in his hands, and around his neck was a chain with a 'Y' on it. He was unconscious and rapidly losing blood. I again thought maybe I should let him be, but something in me just couldn't let him die and I just knew that if I left, he would be dead in a couple hours. He didn't have a phone on him or something that could get him out, especially in that state; I could guess he may have had some broken bones as well.

I Went on automatic and Rang Dad on the "Family Only" Emergency Line. He picked up as fast as he always did.

"Yes, son, what is it?"

"Dad, you need to come, I was running in the forest, and I have just witnessed a kid being abused by some adults"

"Are you sure, son?"

"Positive, Dad. Please hurry."

He was here in about 3 minutes, I wonder how he did that without someone noticing him, I still cant believe it.

He quickly kneeled next to kid, and quickly took his vitals. He frowned, gave a long sigh and then turned to me.

"He is dying, son."

"No, Dad! Don't let him die!"

"Well either help me or Let Me Die Please!" Snapped a new voice. It was the kid!

"Ok, now please turn me, or let the wolf that was here earlier come back and eat me. But if you could decide quickly?" The Boy has sass, what a mouth on him, even on his deathbed.

Dad looked shocked, and that is something not easily achievable. If this weren't such a serious situation, I would have fallen over laughing.

"You know what I am?" Dad looked incredulous.

"Yes, Mr. Vampire. I know what you are." He did not say it with animosity, only sarcasm, but he was panting heavily, something telling me he was using his last ounces of strength.

Dad asked carefully, a weird look on his face but seemed determined and did not seem to find it in his heart to let a kid die, consequences be damned.

"Do you really want it?"

Too weak for words, the kid simply nodded.

CePOV

I just felt it. He made me feel just as I had when I met Emmett, Edward, Jasper, Seth, and Jacob. I could feel it; he would be my son, no matter what. This kid will have a real family. I cant stand seeing hurt children, and I one more kid would be far from a strain in my crazy family.

I did not have time, so I just instinctively dug my teeth into his neck then carried him back to the house, motioning Jacob to follow me. We arrived at the house, which fortunately for me was silent, indicating no one was home.

I quickly took the kid to the room next to my study where I had set up a small room, similar to a doctor's office. I tied him to the bed, just for his safety when the venom began burning away inside him. I gave him one last look before leaving the room.

I then sent texts to all my kids, telling them to meet me at the dining room as quickly as possible. I headed down to the living room, waiting for them to arrive.

JbPOV

I saw dad bite him, and I knew that the Cullen family had just become a member larger.

I switched back and followed dad in wolf form to our house, which was actually located a bit deeper into the forest, through a more recognized area so it didn't look as suspicious. The kid had been bitten, thus I expect that if everything goes according to plan he will be fine in a few days, at least as far as physical damage, the venom will take some time to repair his body and then he will transform, at least I hoped so. I was very glad dad decided on turning him; the kid may just get a new family, he just struck me in a special way, and I just was able to picture him as my brother so easily. I was feeling extreme rage over his so-called parents. I was feeling very overprotective, just as I did with Seth. I noticed dad text and decided on a quick shower and change, as well as grab some snacks while I waited on my siblings to arrive back home.