Blue Moon
Disclaimer: This is a spin off fan-fiction story based on the TWILIGHT series written and completely owned by Stephanie Meyer. I do not own any of the mentioned characters or their personalities or characteristics. I only write for entertainment purposes, and appreciate Stephanie's beautiful mind which created this amazing story. Thank you, and enjoy. – Ciara
Fire and Ice
Written from Jake's perspective first, then Renesmee's.
JACOB:
As if it wasn't bad enough, Renesmee almost seemed excited about the impending war we were looking between the eyes. I guess she didn't understand the relevance to the few words I'd shared with her: Damn, blood sucking, power hungry, beedy red eyed, asshole, leeches… I thought it was clear I didn't like this situation. But she sat, wide eyed and wonder struck by the group gathering outside of the Cullen's home, bounding around with incredible speeds and strength around the trees, making like we were fighting each other. We'd been in this position before, the pack and the Cullens, but that time hadn't exactly been for fun. I paused at that, thinking back to the night Renesmee was born, and Sam was on the verge of attacking her and Bella. I cringed. That had been the night I almost fought him, claiming my alpha position among the packs.
Of course it'd been dually decided shortly after that that I would allow him to keep his pack. Of course we've gained several other pack members since then, but back then we didn't have much to fight over. Leah and Seth had been my first members, and at the time, I didn't want them at all. They just kind of showed up and pushed me into it, but looking back now, I'm glad they did. I really needed their help those days, and I probably wouldn't have gotten this far if they hadn't stuck around for me.
I gasped lightly as a flash back of Renesmee standing knee deep on a secluded beach slipped into my mind, blurring all other memories. I groaned, and found the cool hand pressing into my bare stomach, and turned to look at her, my dark eyes focusing on hers. "Okay, Ness, listen. You can't just go around doing stuff like that…" But she cut me off, giggling. "Like what? This?" She drug her hand further down my abs, stopping at the top of my jeans. Every cell in my body was burning alive, but my muscles cramped up at the excitement she caused, making me wince and jump away, chuckling myself. Since our little kissing expirament, she'd been like a wild fire, trying to burn every last bit of my resistance away. It was kind of scary, to be honest. The truth was, she was kicking my ass in this game, and it was getting very hard to turn her offers down… if they even counted as offers, and not demands.
I wouldn't lie; my biggest fantasies here lately had been involving us tangled together in a writhing, sweaty mess of tan and fair skin on silk sheets, having the most amazing, heart pounding love making session I could imagine. But something kept pulling my emotions back from the situation, making me think. We weren't ready for something that incredible. It was far too easy to just dive in without thinking about things. That was how she'd been created, after all, and look what kind of mess that made. Oh those royal leeches would have a hay day with that. I caught her hand, holding it against my thudding chest, my heart ticking away behind it. "One day… but not now. And not any time soon." My face turned serious with my last words, and I turned away from her, moving into position to face the big Cullen, oh what was his name?
"Emmett, right?" I asked, my tone light and playful. He gave me a crooked grin. "Well you should know that by now, dawg." His chuckle ticked me off when he added it behind the "dawg" comment, and I phased so fast I caught him off guard. Renesmee gave a gasp, jumping up next to Edward, who was just as surprised. No one, and I mean no one, ever got a jump on Emmett like that. I was almost proud, but now was not the time to be gloating about that. We were locked in some sort of makeshift death grip when out of nowhere, Renesmee all of a sudden wanted in on the fighting action. Edward stared at her dumbfounded, and in my immediate shock, I was flung like a rag-doll into a tree. There was a sickening crunch, and I whimpered, pain shooting through me. It was only ribs, but damn did they hurt like a bitch. Emmett gasped, though unnecessary for his kind, and ran to me. "Oh shit, Jake, are you okay?" He seemed sincere enough, so I gave a nod and stood up. I'd just have to wonder around like this for a little until the bones corrected themselves. To phase now would just make it worse. Sending a glare to Renesmee, which matched Edwards, I slowly made my way to them. Edward mirrored my thoughts, and shook his head. "Absolutely not." And then, that's when Renesmee lost it.
Renesmee:
I didn't understand why they were fussing so much. I wasn't worried. Look, these Volturi, whoever they were, were probably a bunch of bullies who wanted me to themselves. But my family was unstoppable, and there was no way they would win. Thus, I didn't see why this fighting for practice was so important. Jacob stood shirtless in the clearing we called a back yard, arms spread across his strong chest. His eyes were narrowed, focusing on the blindingly fast movements of Alice as she danced around Paul, really ticking him off. He was snapping here and there, trying to catch her in his wolf like jaws, but to no avail. I was proud – Alice was like lightning. And so small. I just thought it was perfect for her and her personality. Edging towards Jacob, I slid my hand over his stomach, relaying to him my dreams of being on the beach with him, our bodies intertwining after that, but was short changed when he danced away from me. He had been really touchy lately, and I had to wonder if it was me.
Wasn't this part of dating, the touching, and the mushy stuff? And the sexual tension? It was so thick inside me, I probably could have coughed some up for him. He began laying down rules, and naturally, my defense was to shut him up with another touch. But he dodged again, shutting me down with something very painful. "Not anytime soon." There was a pulling feeling in my stomach, mixed in with regret. Was I not attractive enough? I knew he kept giving the excuse of "we're not ready" but that didn't make sense to me. We were soul mates, so why wouldn't we be? I guess this is the part that I shared with my mother, according to Dad. I had to manipulate to get my way, I guess.
Jacob was into the fight with Emmett now, but I didn't think it would go by all too fast. Sitting next to my dad, I sighed. This was so boring. I was tired of all of this practice. I was more worried about hunger, for both food and blood, and possibly Jacob. He and Emmett started with word play, but Jake had a short temper, and burst into his wolf form, catching Emmett off guard. We were all on our feet, shocked but excited. I felt it welling up inside me, and I was almost jumping up and down as they got locked into a power feud. "Dad! Hey, I want to fight too! Let me try!" As soon as those words left my mouth, it was like everyone dropped what they were doing, except for Uncle Emmett. He slung Jake so hard and so fast, I almost screamed in fear. Jake hit that tree hard enough to crack it, but something in him cracked too. Emmett seemed to realize what he did, and was immediately there to help Jake. I was proud that my family was getting along so well, finally. Maybe war was good for something, but I highly doubted that it would be a war. More like a servere argument.
I felt instant panic when Jake was slow to move, but it faded when he gave me that go to hell look. Everyone had that look, now that I gave them all a glance. I frowned, suddenly feeling small compared to everyone else as they gathered around me. Jake gave my father a look, which I figured was to relay his thoughts on the matter. I expected some sort of concern, but the complete denial really got under my skin. I let a snarl leave my mouth, though it was nothing compared to what I figured I thought it sounded like when I did it, and let loose a scream. I gave Jacob a glare and pointed a finger at him. "YOU! YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE ON MY SIDE! THAT IS WHAT PEOPLE IN A RELATIONSHIP DO! I HATE YOU JACOB BLACK!" As soon as I screamed the words, I wished I could take them back.
Had I known how that would have sounded when it came out before hand, I never would have said anything at all. Jacob was right, I wasn't ready for a serious relationship when I acted so childish. Tears welled up in my eyes, but he just stared back at me, unreacting. Edward went to reach for him, but he was suddenly alive, snapping at the hand my father moved towards his shoulder. I instinctively stepped forward to, but he shied away. I let a sob leave my throat at that action, and tried again. He snorted, and pulled away once more. His eyes… oh god his eyes. I almost heard my heart shatter in my chest when I met his eyes. He gave a low whine, and then whirled so fast, I didn't have time to even breathe as he dashed off. The first sign of snow started, and I gave a shiver. I hoped he came back soon. It was going to be a cold night without him.
My eyes stayed on him, and everyone began to move away. Seth took off after Jacob into the trees, and the rest of the wolves parted ways. I don't remember how long I sat there, but when my father finally placed a hand on my shoulder, I was shrouded in snow flakes. I shook them from me, my heart only beating once, or so it felt, as I stared at the last spot I'd seen Jacob. "What have I done?" I whispered, my voice cracking. My father pulled me to my feet, but I wavered, and he held onto me. "You may have just broken his heart? I'm not sure, that time he didn't say goodbye." I sobbed again at that, everything going black.
Author's Note: Well, I promised more issues, so here they are. Jake's one worry is that Renesmee is not an adult yet, and this shows it. She still has a little growing up to do, as you can see by her sudden showing of childlike jealousy and behavior. But when she told Jake she hated him, it really cut him deep. Will he come back in time? Or is this going to take a turn for the worst? Review, and keep checking for the next chapter!