Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight and I own the plot X) Mild Swearing.
AN: Hi! I'm really glad you all like my fanfic on Bree. I've had a suggestion about a Fred/Bree pairing and I thought that was a great idea for maybe another fanfic, but not this one. It seemed very typical for Bree to end up with Fred, so I didn't make them a pairing. Later in the story i was also hoping i could put some funny stuff in there, because humor is a well needed thing in stories. Also, the chapters will be much longer, but i got massive writer's block and decided it really didn't need to be longer. Okay, so i'll stop talking now and you can read the story!
"Pain." I looked helplessly at Fred, who was actually...well, he wasn't doing anything. He wasn't writhing in pain like i had been and he wasn't screaming like he should have. Fascination passed briefly over Jane's features and she seemed oddly impressed.
"That's a first," the redheaded mind reader muttered as he read my thoughts. Fred looked amused and started to whistle, while he shoved his hands in his pockets noncholantly. Jane's fascination had now been exchanged with a very pissed off look.
"Who the hell do you think you are!" She screamed wildly as she pounced on him. Fred fell to the floor on impact and had a very love-struck look on his face.
"Oh god," I groaned as i buried my face in my hands. The vampire with the battle scars grimaced at the sight and all the other vampires looked on stunned. This was the first time Fred had acted like, well, i guess like a normal person/being/vampire thing. Fred looked at Jane with such an intensity, that i blanched.
"Well, my name is Fred." he said grasping her hand. Jane looked just as stunned as all of us. "And well, i think i'm in love with you." I groaned again, as I absolutely hated mushy-gushy talk. Fred's eyes flickered to me briefly and his features took on a stubborn look.
"And I also believe that Bree Tanner should be spared." He said loudly, his deep baritone voice echoing through the forest. Jane stood with Fred by her side, fingers entwined and looked directly at me.
"Bree Tanner your life shall be spared. As punishment you must never drink from a human, regardless." my eyes widened, but i remained silent. Jane turned to face the blonde haired leader. "Carlisle Cullen, do you wish to accept responsibility of Bree Lee-anna Tanner and teach her the way of the Yellow-Eyes? Swear on your existence." she said as Carlisle nodded.
"I, Carlisle Cullen, accept responsibility of Bree Lee-anna Tanner. I will teach her the way of the Yellow-Eyes. This I swear on my existence," he said in a strong voice, his eyes blazing with commitment.
"The I, Jane Volturi, hold you to your oath. But if this young one draws blood of any human, the Volturi won't be so lenient. We will destroy her on the first act." Jane said glancing my way briefly. A rush of gratitude surged through me and rushed up to hug Jane.
"Thank-you," I breathed as I hugged her fiercely. Jane stood frozen for a second, unsure what to make of my sudden act. She hugged me back hesitantly and whispered in my ear "It is I who should thank you, for I would of never met this ass-hole over here," she stepped back grinning and was embraced by Fred who had a proud air to him.
"Yes, but now i'm your asshole." he said grinning broadly. I found myself grinning too, despite the circumstances. I was happy for Fred, he needed someone for him, even if it was Jane. I heard a chuckle from behind me and looked at the redheaded mind reader curiously.
"I agree, even if it was Jane." he laughed. Someone cleared their throat and everyone looked at the black haired boy, who clearly looked uncomfortable. Jane's laughter stopped abruptly as her eyes met with the boy and she nodded.
"It is time for us to return to Volterra. Aro will be delighted to hear about you Bella," she said dryly before turning in the other direction along with the other Volturi guard and disappearing into the shadows. Fred was the only one who stayed and looked at me sadly.
"I guess this is goodbye for now," he said shyly before hugging me. I nodded and hugged him before kissing him on the cheek.
"Thanks for everything," I said and grinned. He started off to where the Volturi set off. I couldn't help my self and shouted out to him.
"Seeya...Freaky Fred," I laughed as he shook his head and disappeared into the shadows.
I felt a burning sensation on my palm and looked at it curiously. Imprinted on my hand was a lion, a hand, shamrocks and a chevron. What the hell?
"It's the Cullen crest," the redheaded mind reader said in a matter-of-factually tone. I was starting to get annoyed at calling them by their looks. Okay, if I was to become a Cullen, i needed to know the names of the vampires in the coven.
"I am Edward, like you said, the mind reader." he chuckled briefly as the image of a gypsie came into my head. "This is Isabella, my-" Bella cut off Edward with a sharp glare and looked at me and smiled hesitantly.
"Call me Bella. I'm Edward's fiance." her face twisted into a grimace on the word fiance. I was momentarily shocked. A human engaged to a vampire? Well, that's something you don't see everyday. I thought and was earnt a chuckle from Edward and the battle scarred guy. The air was knocked out of me as I was crushed in a hug by a girl who was a head shorter than me.
"Hi, I'm Alice. We're going to be great friends," she said in a soprano voice, jumping giddily on the spot.
"Alice, do you use that on everyone?" Bella muttered and rolled her eyes.
"I'm Jasper, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm sorry about, before. How about a start over?" he said putting out his hand. I cautiously shook it, scared he might attack me. Jasper frowned at me, and suddenly I felt very relaxed and calm. "There's nothing to be afraid of." he said and suddenly the relaxed feeling vanished. I felt more confident and less intimidated and smiled genuinely at him.
"Hello Bree, my name is Esme." she said slowly, not sure of how to approach me. I felt guilty and rushed over to her.
"Is it okay if I call you mom?" I said shyly, embarassed by what came out of my mouth. Esme smiled widely and enveloped me in a warm hug.
"Welcome to the family daughter," she said into my ear and I smiled. I stepped back and looked at the man standing next to her.
"Hi dad," I said as I hugged him.
"You don't have to call me that. You can call me Carlisle like the rest of them." he chuckled jerking a finger in the direction of the other vampires. I shook my head stubbornly.
"If she's my mom, you're obviously my dad." I said grinning up at Carlisle, who smiled warmly at me. I was thrown up in the air and I screamed in surprise. I was crushed into a massive bear-hug when i was caught.
"Can't breathe," I managed to choke out.
"Emmett," A lady with platinum blonde hair said disapprovingly to the burly man.
"Hey little sis. Can I call you that? Or do you prefer Bree? Or how about Bree likes tea, or maybe Bumbling Bree?" he said in one big rush. All i could do was nod and he boomed a laugh. The lady next to him nudged him and gave him a I-can't-believe-you-did-that look.
"My name is Rosalie, Emmett's wife unfortunately." she said rolling her eyes in the process.
"That's not what you say when you scream my name baby," he grinned at her and she glared at him. I stuck my finger in my mouth and made a puking gesture which Emmett laughed at.
"Emmett that's gross," Edward said with a disgusted look on his face.
"Shut up virgin," he said before punching Edward in the arm playfully. Esme looked on at the boys and shook her head smiling.
"I believe I have some business to attend too," Carlisle said sadly before looking at me. "Bree, you must come with me. I have to introduce you to the wolves." I looked at him confused but nodded and followed him to a shiny black mercedes. Before i slid into the car, i could hear Bella and Edward arguing and it seemed like Edward was winning. I buckled my seatbelt and Carlisle looked at me questioningly before slamming down on the accelerator.
We travelled a few miles, with the radio on. Carlisle was whistling along to the music, a song probably from the 1950s and me looking out the window at the blurring trees. Carlisle stopped infront of a tiny red house and motioned for me to get out with him. I slammed the door shut and walked up the porch with an uneasy feeling. Carlisle knocked on the door and was greeted by a tall, muscly native Indian. His eyes zeroed in on me and a growl erupted from him.
"Now is not the time Sam," Carlisle said before entering the house. The man named Sam never took his eyes away from me. I stood near the entrance awkwardly not sure what to do. I could hear Carlisle muttering something to someone before I heard a snapping sound. A pained cry bounced off the walls of the small cottage and I rushed to where Carlisle was. I stopped dead in my tracks. Carlisle was standing beside the bed and a tall boy about my age had his right arm and leg bent at different angles.
"What the hell is that smell?"
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