Chapter 7- Reborn
In too Deep and lost at time
Why'd you have to go and let it die?
Beautiful veins and bloodshot eyes
Why'd you have to go and let it die?
Heart's gone cold and hands are tied
Why'd you have to go and let it die?
Why'd you have to go and let it die?
Foo Fighters- Let it Die
Renesmee's POV
I watched curiously as mommy ran from person to person, asking if they needed anything and if they were okay. After about an hour of this, daddy had to finally sit her down and relax her. Aunt Rosalie didn't let me see how, however, because she whisked me away towards the kitchen to eat the yucky human food that Grandma Esme, Grandpa Carlisle, and Uncle Emmett were making for Jacob and his friends.
I knew something was wrong with Katelyn. But, I couldn't place my finger on it. Everybody else seemed to know, though, because everybody was grim except for Auntie Alice who merrily skipped across the room, asking people if they wanted a refill for their drink. No one could really find Uncle Jasper except for Auntie Alice. Except for the handful of times he appeared in the last day, his face was scrunched and eyes glowing bright. He was always hunched over, and daddy had to often help him walk out of the room.
The kitchen was filled, with vampire and werewolf alike. My daddy was sitting in a chair across from Jacob. Quil and Embry sat at either side of them. They were playing…poker. Daddy could have won easily, but his face was clouded with frustration as he looked at his cards. Only then did I realize that mommy was in the room, placing her shield on everyone inside.
"Hey, Nessie," Jacob mumbled as he placed three of his chips in the center. Quil and Embry smiled at me as I walked over to daddy to sit in his lap. He invited me with open arms as I placed my hand on his face.
Jacob's bluffing, I heard my voice reverberate through some unknown space as I thought the cards out in my mind. At this, daddy started to laugh and threw in ten of his chips. Jacob looked puzzled at this move because he did not see me secretly tell daddy his cards. Quil and Embry had already folded, so they eagerly watched. I jumped down from the table and went over to Grandma Esme and Grandpa Carlisle who were coolly preparing a meal for me and the werewolves.
"Hi, sweetie" Grandma Esme said as she gently ran her hand through my hair. Grandpa Carlisle smiled at me brightly and handed down to me secretly a cup of warm fluid: blood. Nobody noticed yet, because the cup was covered several times with some plastic wrap. I flashed a smile at him and hugged his leg before I ran out of the room, through the door, and to the front lawn. I eagerly sipped the drink before I put it down on the step. Too late, I realized I was not alone. Leah was lying on the ground in wolf form glaring up at me with fangs visible.
Seth's POV
Misery. The only thing I knew, felt, and saw at the moment. Why did this have to happen to me? Some mangled stranger that was now a vampire was my soul-mate. The sad part was, I didn't care. I could feel her pain from two stories and I could smell her too. I didn't mind at all. What was I? Some unfeeling creature? But, I felt oddly comforted at the same time at the prospect that she could live. I sighed and turned around.
In any other circumstance, Edward would probably be comforting me for my sorrows, but Bella was in the room bringing her shield along with her. So, for once, my thoughts were safe and private inside my head. Nobody was watching Katelyn because it was already a day into the transformation. Everybody was distracting themselves from the new danger that could threaten Washington if not handled correctly. I cringed at this and eagerly stepped away from the scene of the kitchen and swiftly walked up the stairs.
When I got to the third room in, I carefully opened the door, nervous that I interrupted some conversation. I hadn't. Katelyn was pale and her gaze drifted to nowhere as I walked in. The blankets were curled around her body and her face was dripping with sweat.
Her heavy-lidded eyes managed a quick glance before they fell shut. She lifted up her hand slowly and I took it. I flinched at her skin which was now ice cold. I closed my eyes imagining her healthy and well again. How many more years that were in front of us! Just her and me, us against the world.
Suddenly, I heard something that sounded like a croak. I squeezed my eyes tighter. Before I could do anything else, Katelyn's grip got stronger. I realized that she was trying to talk. I bent my head closer to her so that I could make out her words. Her voice was hoarse, but the message was clear: Renesmee. I shook my head.
"What?" I asked. She repeated Renesmee again. But this time she said Leah. Then downstairs. "H-how?" I stuttered. She was in her room for almost a day. The windows were shut along with the doors. She didn't respond.
"Go," she wheezed. I wasted no more time as I ran down the stairs towards the entrance. As I jumped through the doors, I quickly transformed. Hatred and rage filled my mind and I crumpled. My head was pounding. "Leah?" I asked hesitantly before my eyes could register the scene before me. Renesmee was backed against the house, blood spilled down the front porch. Leah was approximately seven feet away from her, her gaze piercing. I quickly ran towards Renesmee and blocked the path. I couldn't attack Leah, she was my sister! But, I could stop her.
Her mind was frightening, though. Through impulse, I leaned back my head and howled. I could then sense a disturbance for within. Soon, the front lawn was swarmed with friends, who were now going to fight against my family.
Carlisle's POV
What was happening? Renesmee was backed up against the wall, fear evident in her eyes. Seth, in the middle, looked very protective. Leah, on the prowl, had her eyes wide and menacing. Foam was coming from her mouth. Leah didn't wait for anything. She quickly lunged for Renesmee while howling in anger. Seth straightened his shoulders and jumped up to block Leah. They both collided into each other and were sent flying: Seth through our window, Leah into a tree. Renesmee stayed where she was.
But before we could move, they were back at it again. Leah was now roaring in rage while Seth whimpered from the house. Leah hesitated for a moment before I saw something flash from the corner of my eye.
It was Bella, moving as fast as lightning. She tackled Leah and pinned her down even though she was several feet bigger. Emmett and Jacob ran to them at the same time before Leah would do something she regretted. "What the hell are you doing!?" screamed Bella as Emmett dragged her off of Leah. Jacob soon turned into a wolf, making pitchy growls which clearly were a warning. "Get the hell off me, Emmett!" Bella screamed as she fought as hard as she could against Emmett's restraining arms.
Edward soon came over to Bella and replaced Emmett's grip with his own. He gradually pulled her away. Rosalie sprinted towards Renesmee and scooped her up in her arms cooing various reassurances in order for her not to cry. Leah was about to make a run for the forest until Jacob blocked her path. It was now my que as the peace maker. But Jasper could not assist me this time because he needed to be far away from Katelyn and her pain.
"Alice, Esme!" I called as they ran over to me. "Go inside and help Seth to see if he's hurt. Bring Sam and Embry with you," I ordered as they ran inside. Groans could be clearly heard as somebody stepped on glass inside.
"Jacob," I said as he trotted over to me, still in wolf form. "Talk to Leah and try to maker her calm down. I'll do the same with Bella. We'll talk later," I said quickly. Bella was still fighting Edward's strain and Edward was clearly losing. There was now wrath like a woman scorned, of course.
As I walked over to Bella and Edward, I realized she wasn't fighting him anymore, but she was hunched over. Her back seemed disfigured as Edward still held her in his vice-tight grip. "Edward! Stop!" I yelled. But I was too late, I realized. She had already screamed and fallen.
Edward's POV
"Bella, you need to calm down," I said in a soothing voice. Her arms were shaking, and her breathing became labored. "Love, please, calm down," I asked again as her muscles began to shake. She arched her back so that I could see her face. Her hair was tangled and messy, her hands were shaking, but the worst was her eyes: they seemed cold and vacated.
"Renesmee, where's Renesmee?" she asked repeatedly as her shaking became more violent. My thumb rubbed circles over her forearm: a futile attempt at calming her. "Where?" she asked again as her head swung around and around. Her breathing became more rapid. But before I could utter a word, Bella screamed.
"Bella?" I asked fearfully. "Bella?" I asked again. But she crumpled to the ground in response. Severel moments later, I could hear Carlisle's warning. Shock, I realized. She wasn't angry, but fearful. When she tackled Leah, something must have hit her diaphragm, possibly Leah's paw. That would have provided enough force for her diaphragm to stop moving. So now she couldn't breathe and she was panicking for that and for Renesmee. It was a double dosage of shock. If I only realized sooner, I thought as I looked warily at the beautiful woman who lay unmoving on the ground.
If she was still human, she would have passed out. However, she wasn't. She would probably be paralyzed for a few hours. I picked her up gently as Carlisle arrived. "I'm sorry, Edward," he said sincerely. I shook my head in return, wondering why she had to bear so much in her short life on earth.
"Let's go inside," I muttered as I approached the others. They said nothing as they looked at Bella. Some just stared, but others, like Paul, gaped.
"Is she…?" asked Jared before I cut him off. I allowed no others to speak then.
"I SAID TO GO INSIDE!" I bellowed as everyone ran in except for Jacob and Leah who were both human now. Jacob walked up to me and sighed.
"Oh Bells," he murmured as he kissed her forehead lightly. "Why are you so tangled in this web?" he asked.
He shook his head as he walked somberly in front of me into the house. I stood still, waiting for Carlisle to walk in. After a few minutes, he did.
Leah glared at me after they left, but I did not return the favor. She stood still as I thought to myself about going inside the house. Maybe everything would turn back to normal if I did.
But instead of following and checking on Seth, hugging Renesmee, helping Bella, and apologizing to those I yelled at as I should, I ran. I ran to avoid my troubles. I ran to avoid my fear. I ran to free my burdens. I ran to be free of the world. And with Bella in my arms, I did.
A/N: So, in honor of Thanksgiving (U.S. time) I decided to put this up. I would really, really be thankful if you reviewed this, so make my Turkey Day a happy one, please. Happy Thanksgiving to you, too! Oh wait! My partner, Axelle (check our page for details) may upload a fanfic! After much begging and pleading, she just might! So, be sure to read it when it comes out! And due to many asked questions, yes, she is still alive and no, she is not my twin/myself. Thanks, and don't forget to review!
-Daisy