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Down the Rabbit's hole

Chapter Seven: The Cellar Door

I was sick and tired.

I was sick of Jacob's undying love for me, when it is obvious I would never love him as a lover. I was sick of my Mother's fawning over me, just one little thing can get her hysterical. I was sick of my Father's fierce protectiveness. I was sick of my Aunt's and Uncle's warmth and laughter. I was sick of my Grandparent's kindness, no matter how much trouble I caused.

I was sick of it.

But most of all, I was sick of hearing Alec's laughter. I was sick of knowing that I could only be a worthless rag doll to him. I was sick of being weak in his eyes, I wanted to be strong. Like him. I wanted to be cold, and heartless. Literally.

Instead I am this weird thing, called a Half-Blood in Harry Potter terms. Yeah, I'm the bloody Half-Blood Princess, how bloody perfect. A mix of both world, it's a curse. I hate being constantly being used by my family, to fulfill their mundane dreams.

Mundane dreams are like fairytales.

They don't come true for vampires, and if they come true it turns out to become very twisted.

My parents got a half-blood, instead of being the normal childless vamps they should be. Let's face it, I was never meant to exist in their world.

So when Alec pushed me through the door, and those almost-corpses looked at me like I was a saint or a demon, I smiled. I kind of snapped. I closed my eyes, and let my senses guide me. I walked towards a woman, whose wild eyes were in a state of panic. The kind of eyes a deer may have before it becomes road kill. Her hair was in disarray and her skin was chalky white, her eyes jaded and dull.

Then my lips met her throat, and my canines sunk in.

Hot, warm blood filled my mouth. Deliciously sinful, I don't understand why my family is drinking animals? We aren't humans anymore, so why bother? It tasted like a giant ice cream Sunday with a cherry on top. Absolutely mouthwatering, like the Christmas feast my family makes for Jake, the pack and me. But it tastes so much better.

I can't describe it.

It's like sunshine and clouds, and moonlight and stars, and the entire Milky Way. It makes me feel like I'm in a chocolate induced coma. But it's even better, it's blood.

It stopped suddenly. And the woman, dropped dead from my grasp. I just stood there staring at her dead limp body as Alec begins to applaud.

"That was brilliant." Clap. "It's such a shame you killed her." Clap. "She was my favorite." Clap. "What a fighter." Clap. "I'll miss her." Clap. "But." Clap. "If." Clap. "You." Clap. "Didn't." Clap. "Follow." Clap. "The." Clap. "Rules." Clap. "I." Clap. "Would." Clap. "Have." Clap. "Missed." Clap. "You." Clap. "More."

"So if I didn't kill her, I would have been killed?"

"Killed. Mentally Destroyed. Or in a coma. One of those three, take your pick."

I ignored the comment, and stalked right passed him, only to halt a moment later, when he questioned, "Tell me Doll, did you enjoy it?"

He paused for a moment, before continuing, "Well, you looked like you were in pleasure and seemed like a child. Locked in a trance with a pool of chocolate." He walked towards me, and stroked my cheek, "And speaking of chocolate, did you know your eyes resemble of a pool of chocolate? My eyes resemble a pool of blood."

I looked at him, disgusted by his idiotic statements, and continued to walk.

"You are getting much colder Darling," he said after a moment, and after a moment's pause a smile begin to creep up his face, "I wonder how you will become when I drag your family's helpless bodies here?"

"You killed them?" I growled my eyes in flames. "No…no…I haven't done anything yet. I'm just wondering if you will care when they die. I'll let you do the honors. You get to kill the mutt."

"Tempting, but no."

"Tempting, eh?"

"Tempting as in: I would never do such a thing. I was being sarcastic."

"But it is tempting isn't it; you aren't even in love with him. You didn't even dream of him. You're too good for him." He explained, with mirth. "…I'm not in love. I don't believe in fairytales."

"Fairytales? The little happily ever after stories don't make your heart melt, like those Disney movies, do they Renesmee?"

"I happened to love Lion King, Lion King II. Where Kiara falls in love with Kovu, who is Scar's adopted son and Simba, Kiara's father doesn't approve their love, because Scar killed his father and-"

"Hold on, I didn't want to know the whole story. I never even wanted to know it in the first place. So Renesmee, likes forbidden romances? Romeo and Juliet?"

"Romeo is a weak, spineless fool and Juliet is a love struck idiotic teenager; Paris is just annoying. And it isn't a fairytale. It doesn't start with, Once upon a time, and doesn't end happily. It isn't even like Grimm's Fairytales."

"You are contradicting yourself, Renesmee. So do you or do you nor like a happily ever after?" He questioned, amusement hidden in his voice.

I halted abruptly and turned so that I could face him. "I like fairytales, but I don't like them for myself. I don't deserve them."

It was quiet for a minute, before he started laughing. "Are you a sinner, Renesmee, because it seems like it from what you are saying?"

"We all are sinners. We all are damned creatures aren't we."

"Now you are thinking like your father, don't do that it's disgusting." Alec practically sneered, with complete distaste.

"You don't like my father?"

"I hate anyone, who I can't kill."

"So you hate me?"

He was silent for a moment, I was sure he could hear my heart flutter in anticipation. I recall him getting permission to kill me, but he didn't. My mother's shield saved me and everyone else. He tried to kill me. I don't recall much about him, Alec. At that time, with my ridiculous brother complex for Jacob and the constant fawning by my Aunts, Grandmothers and my mom, I really didn't think about it much.

"Renesmee, I don't hate you, but I don't like you either."

I just looked at him with relief, yet fear as he continued speaking. "It was your mom's fault I couldn't kill you and the rest of them. And besides you were only a child, a smart child, but still a child. What could have you known about the world then, besides the fact the Volturi are the bad guys. All you knew was not to trust those with red eyes, who kill without mercy."

He paused for a minute, before continuing, "You didn't get raised by the Volturi. You don't know the importance they posses to me. They are a government. They keep the vampire world at check. Without us, vampires would be running around killing people. Chaos will ensure. That's the way life would be without them. Unless you are an anarchist or crazy like your family, you would actually respect us. We would have killed you if you were an immortal child, which clearly you are not. Immortal children are dangerous, and are easily exposed, we have to kill them. You understand don't you?"

He remained silent after that.

As we both stood there in the mist of the silence, I knew that I had seen a part of Alec's soul.

Even those it was a tiny crack of emotion, it was beautiful.

OH MY KIRA! I FINALLY UPDATED.

It has been an eternity I know. And Kira is the name used by Light Yagami when he took the Death Note and started killing people. People called him Kira, kira sounds like killer ya know. When it reality it means glitter. I should know I read a book called Kira Kira 2 years ago. And he displayed a passion to become god of the new world. "I am Justice." I am not a Kira supporter, I just like him out of pity. He isn't a bad guy, he has good inside of him. Shame the world is blinded by L' s cuteness and love of sweets.

About this chapter: Uh...You get to see the real Alec. He ain't a spineless Romeo, I rather die then write a spineless Alec. You can see a transgression from evil to good. I mean he obviously is intrigued by her. He doesn't like her yet, but he is intrigued. And signs of Pet, (Seph Meadowes thanks to you I subconsciously call her that now). Those who haven't read Seph Meadowes fanfic Dusk, do it now. It's a much lighter version of Alec there than here, and he is AWESOME! Anyways, babydoll happens to like him now, well there are hints that she is beginning to like him. "Fluttering" is a key word to that. Also she admires and wants to be like him. Look back up to where she says I hate him. And she goes on and on about it.

Other random facts, Renesmee killed. She broke down mentally and stuff. Her family is horrendously kind. They are so sweet to her it makes her and me want to throw up. So for a moment, she threw away all her morals and killed. I don't know if she will kill again. I was planning on making this story much more darker in this chapter, but it had a change of plans. So you got to see a good Alec. Hurray!

Harry Potter fans! I put a Harry Potter reference there. Since Pet or Babydoll or Nessie or whatever you want to call her is a girl, I changed it to Half-Blood Princess.

Lion King fans! I put Kovu and Kiara and Simba and Scar in there. I love them so much, don't you? My dad called me Simba when I was little, I AM a GIRL though, but whatever. I loved that time of Disney. Disney sucks now, except for Phineas and Ferb. That show is AWESOME! And the Princess and the Frog! Best Disney movie of the decade that is in animation.

Song of this chapter: The Cellar Door by Escape the Fate. I don't know if it inspired me, but it seemed to be a fitting title.

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