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'I'm freaking out,

Where am I now?

Upside down and I can't stop it now.'

Avril Lavigne - Underground

The wind rushed through my hair, blowing it behind in my and tangling it. I knew that it would be a nightmare to comb later but I didn't care. The moon cast silver shadows across the beach turning the sea a shinning grey and the sand almost black. The trees waved lazily in the night and the stars shone brightly.

The scene would have been beautiful if the ropes binding my hands hadn't been rubbing against my skin. I noticed one of the men watching me; I glared at him refusing to look away. He gave in first.

The driver made a sharp turn which made me knock into the car door. One of the men laughed at me, he got a glare.

The smooth road drastically changed to a rough and bumpy gravel road. Smoked blow out behind us from the upturned gravel and dust. A large house, probably a mansion, sat straight ahead, though how big it really was I couldn't tell as it was obscured by hanging tree branches. The men surrounding me seemed to relax slightly; they were obviously familiar with their surroundings while I was not.

The car stopped abruptly. The men piled out of the car and one dragged me with him. The house was massive, the walls were made out of red stone and the door was painted a dark green. There were metal bars blocking the window of one of the rooms on the second floor and I guessed that that was where I would be staying. There was no sign of life in the house. No lights were turned on, no one was moving inside, there was no TV or radio switched on and if it wasn't for the weak heartbeat I would have thought that the house was empty. The men moved towards the house at the same time. They done everything at same time; it was weird.

The inside of the house was dark. No light came through the windows. The furniture was made of dark colours and the walls were painted a dark blue and green. The only light that I could see came from a flickering light a little further down the hall from where I was standing.

'Home sweet home!' Zephyr exclaimed, smiling at me with an evil twinkle in his eye. 'Take her to the med.' He ordered and I was pushed forward from behind.

I was pushed and shoved to an old flight of stairs that looked like they would crumble under the slightest touch. Luck was on my side for now as they did not crumble and I made it to the top of the stairs safely.

The men led me down a long corridor that was painted like the rest of the house, dark, dirty and depressing. We stopped at the end the end of the hall and I was pushed into a room that was the exact opposite from the rest of the house. It was light, the walls were painted a bright blue with a white trim and the floor was carpeted. The room was clean and open. The door shut with a bang behind me. The only bad thing about the room was that it had a hospital bed in the middle and a tray, with syringes and scalpels on top of it, lying on a table seated next to the bed.

I sighed; of course they would put me in this room. Who knew how long it would be before I witnessed the syringes and the scalpels being used. I shuddered at the thought. The door opened and zephyr walked in carrying a small girl in his arms. He placed her on the hospital bed with such care that I thought it would have been impossible for him.

I gasped when I saw the girl properly. Her eyes were sunken and withdrawn, her skin clung to her bones, her lips were so thin they were nearly nonexistent and she was sweating as she shivered. Zephyr wiped her forehead with a damp cloth and stroked her cheek with his thumb. He smiled a worn smile at her but she was too weak to respond. He turned his gaze to me and his were full of a pleading sadness.

I looked away from him; I couldn't handle the hopelessness in his eyes. It was then that I noticed her stomach. It stuck out like a mountain would compared to a mouse. Maybe I was exaggerating but her stomach was huge because of the size of her unborn child, her child who was like me. Half human, half vampire.

'What do we do?' Zephyr asked me.

'Gather bags of human blood and bring them back to me.' He raised one of his eyebrows. 'They will help restore some of her health as the baby has used up the majority of her blood.' My voice came out more confident than I felt, in truth I wanted to curl into a ball and cry but I couldn't show weakness.

'Rose.'

'What?'

'Rose, that's her name.' He looked tired.

'Ok, Rose and I really need those bags. Please.' He squeezed Roses hand gentle, kissed her head and left the room.

A couple of seconds later I heard a car door shut and drive away. I move to the other side of the bed and dragged a stool next to her. I grabbed the cloth Zephyr had been using and took it over to the sink. I re-wet it and rung it out. I quietly took it back over and started wiping her face with it. Her eyes where closed but she was still alive, I could tell by her struggled breath.

'My name's Renesmee.' I knew that she wouldn't be able to respond but I knew that she could hear me. 'I just turned seventeen a couple of weeks ago. I'm half vampire, half human as well as your child. My mum is a vampire now. My dad turned her after I was born. They really love each other. I used to think that it was gross but I don't anymore, I think that it's sweet. I have a boyfriend, Jacob. I love him; we were made for each other, literally.' I paused. 'I'm going to look after you. So will Zephyr, he loves you. I can tell, he has those eyes, you know the ones I'm talking about?' I knew that I was talking to myself but if I talked it seemed less sad.

I sighed and continued wiping her face. She let out a ragged, pained breath.

'Go... on... please.' She whispered.

'Don't speak; you need to keep your strength up. Well, my grandma is one of the kindest people I know. She probably is the kindest.' That was how it continued.

I talked about my family and how Zephyr loved her for half an hour before Zephyr returned with the blood. I could smell the blood as soon as he entered the house. Seconds after the front door shut he was standing on the opposite side of Rose's bed. I held out my hand for one of the bags. He placed it on my hand and I put it in my lap.

'Can you handle it? The blood I mean?' I asked him.

'Yes, and so can everyone else in the house.' I nodded my head as he handed me a clouded cup with a lid and straw.

'Thanks.' I whispered. 'Can you lift her up into a sitting position for me please?' He did as I asked.

I emptied one of the bags into the cup and secured the lid and shoved the straw through a hole in the lid. Zephyr was whispering something in Roses ear and I saw her smile slightly. She opened her mouth a fraction and I placed the straw between her lips and I tilted the cup so that the liquid went down her throat easily.

Five bags later and Rose was regaining colour in her cheeks and she was sitting up with a bit of support from Zephyr. Rose had long blonde hair that fell to her just above her elbows. Her eyes were a sparkling blue that reminded me of sapphires. Her lips were a light pink and full. She was beautiful though she still had slight bags under eyes. She was twenty years old and had met Zephyr when she was 19. They had fallen in love and one year later she became pregnant. Rose had wanted to be a model but when she met Zephyr her life changed.

Rose fell asleep and Zephyr laid her down gently. He stroked her cheek with the back of his hand then signalled for me to follow him as he left the room. I walked behind him, making sure to keep quiet. I silently shut the door behind me and followed him to the room two doors down from Rose. He held the door open for me and I walked into the room first.

It was a light room with baby blue walls and a lavender carpet. There were two windows but they were both blocked off by bars. Still light came through them. There was a single bed pushed up against one of the walls with a small table behind it. My bag was laid on top of the bed. Zephyr had let me pack a bag with clothes as long as he was there to see what I put in it. He didn't trust that I wouldn't try and kill him while I was here.

'How did you know where to find me?' I asked him as I sat on the bed, it was quite soft.

'You are the most famous vampire/human. Everyone knows where you live.' He smiled at me.

'You could have looked for someone else.'

'No, no. I wanted to see my old friend Carlisle.' He laughed then turned to leave.

'Wait!' He paused. 'What did you mean?' He looked over his shoulder at me and sighed.

'Carlisle and I go way back. He was in France when we met. I was quite a new vampire, only twenty years old, and I had left Greece after I had been changed. I wandered for a year; I stayed in Russia for a while before I travelled to France. I was not a vegetarian like Carlisle so I found his methods rather peculiar when I first met him. After a while I tried his methods of feeding and they worked until I met my singer. Like your mother was to your father. Though he could control his thirst, I could not and I killed her. Carlisle could never forgive me for that, killing an innocent woman. We went our separate ways and whenever our paths crossed there was always tension between the two of us. We don't exactly get on especially since the woman was Carlisle's cousin who he was quite close to when they were younger. She was five when Carlisle was turned.' He finished and left the room quickly.

I wasn't expecting that. I don't exactly know what I thought he was going to say. I opened my bag as I processed what I had just been told. Zephyr must be able to control his thirst now because I opened a blood bag and Rose was drinking it right in front of him. He had to have a lot of self control; I mean he did get Rose pregnant!

The moon was high in the sky now so I decided to climb into the bed and try to sleep, tomorrow was going to be a long day.

The street was dark and damp. A fine drizzle of rain fell from the sky and painted the scene gray. No one was around; the darkness was still and the houses lining the streets where quiet. Everyone was asleep apart from the figure that suddenly stepped onto the street.

He had his head tilted towards the ground so that his eyes were covered. He was crept down the road, quieter than the rain. Another figure appeared behind him. A young woman clutched a shawl around herself. A cold breeze lifted her hair and swirled it around her neck. The man stiffened and came to a sudden stop. He tilted his head to the sighed and breathed in the air. His features darkened and his eyes turned black. The woman got closer and closer to him not sensing any danger.

She was only a couple of feet when the man spun round. The girl stopped shocked by the speed with which the man turned. He ran to her and disappeared for a second because of the speed. He grabbed the girl by her shoulders and dragged her down a side street. She didn't have time to scream for help before she was dead, her neck broken and drained of blood.

I woke with a scream. Cold sweat poured down my face. It was just a dream, just a dream. I told myself over and over again. It was so real but. I could feel the rain touch my skin and feel the wind twirl my hair. Zephyr had been the man and the woman was Carlisle's cousin, I was sure of it. There was a sharp knock on the bedroom.

'Come in,' my voice sounded shaky and weak.

'Are you ok?' Zephyr stood in the doorway watching me.

'Yeah it was just a nightmare. I'm fine now.'

'Ok, try and get some sleep. Goodnight.'

'Night.' He left the room shutting the door behind him.

I lay back down and eventually fell back to sleep and dreamed of my life with Jacob.

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