Chapter 3... sadly. Sorry that I'm ruining you with this crap.

But... I need a hobby, so...

Sorry!

-Eris

Renesme POV:

My birthday. Wow.

It stared a bad day. Well, not that bad. Well, sort of.

First, Leah saved me. Then she devoured my cake with my future hubby. I mean, I probably won't marry him. But I love him. Don't tell Edward.

So, after everything, the party sort of simmered down. Until, of course, the party-crashers.

But this time was different.

Embry and Quil ducked out after a few slices of cake to go peruse the perimeter and they came back, all distorted and limping.

Edward POV: (It might not be so medieval-y, like the way S. Meyer makes him talk, but that's beside the point)

The stench of the wolves increased as Embry and Quil staggered in. But they're thoughts were empty.

Not the insulting way, as if they were stupid, I mean empty. As if they weren't thinking anything.

I've only seen that once before.

This is not good.

"Guys..." Leah said. Seth and Jake directed them to the couch.

"What happened?" Carlisle asked. They both exchanged glances and groaned.

"One of yours attacked us," Embry groaned.

"Ours?" Alice asked.

"Vampires."

"Ah, yes, because we own all vampires..." Alice grumbled, turning away.

"Did she/he/it bite you?" Jasper questioned, stepping forward.

"She did something, and suddenly, we couldn't move. She had knocked us unconscious, and dressed us in this!" Quil exclaimed, emphasizing his attire. Now that I truly looked at them, they were both dressed in matching tuxedos, the expensive kind. But the bow-ties were red and blue.

Carlisle got a wicked look in his eye, and stared at me in fear. I awkwardly shifted and tried to shuffle backwards.

"Edward, what's wrong?" Bella asked, in her soft voice. Everyone turned to me.

"Nothing, I'm just wondering what's going on. It's probably nothing, a passing vampire. Do you know how she hurt you?" I pondered.

"I don't remember..." Quil answered, and Nessie leaned down, touching his neck. She had a blank stare on her face, then turned to us.

"Renesme Carlie, what did you see?" Jasper asked, in a stern but whispering voice. He always called her Renesme, but when she was in trouble, he would use her middle name.

Nessie swallowed, and answered.

"Nothing."

Ooh, a mystery!

I love mysteries!

Do you like it? The secret vampire is-

you'll have to read and find out!

-Eris