New Dawn Rising
This is my first attempt at writing a "Twilight" fan fiction story. It is rated "M" for lemons that I promise will come later, I'm not one to just jump in. I have had this story rattling around in my head for a while. Stephenie Meyers owns Twilight and everything related to it.
The letters in this Chapter did not come up in the right fonts, for fun copy paste letters into word and reformat them in Monotype Corsiva for Edward/Bella's letter, and Tempus Sans ITC for Charlie's. Sub note- All mind speak betweein pack members is italicized. It's not letting me do any of the cool fonts though, sorry.
Jacob's POV (cont)
I sat back in stunned amazement, ME! I was the guardian of a half vampire/ half human monster? What was I supposed to do? I had no experience with kids! Especially not 10 year old girls! What was I supposed to do with her? What did she eat? Was she safe? Was I safe? As all these thoughts ran amok through my mind one sane one finally broke through; Charlie'd had custody of her for 10 years, he wasn't harmed or turned into a vampire by her. A sigh of relief escaped my lips, "What do I need to do?"
"There are some papers in Seattle that you will need to sign, so you will need to go to Seattle first. The lawyer you need to see there is J. Jenks. Here's his address and directions from the airport. In addition there's a letter that has been faxed here for you to read." The letter and the address with directions came across the desk to me.
"Is there anything else I need from you?"
"No, that's all I have. It was nice meeting you Mr. Black."
"Thank you, sir." I left the offices in a daze. The woman I had loved so much that when she chose my worst enemy I had left my pack, family, and only life I'd ever known to run alone, had a daughter. A half vampire daughter, and now I was the guardian of that daughter. Stunned, I sat down on the nearest park bench and read the letter.
Dear Jacob,
If you are reading this, then we are dead, and Charlie is either dead or unable to care for Renesmee any longer. Our first wish was that if we were to pass away for any reason, that you would be her guardian. You were my best friend, and the only one we knew who could handle her unique situation. I was pregnant for only a month when she was born, but not premature. She arrived looking like a 40 week old baby. We have determined so far that she is extremely bright, maturing rapidly, non-venomous, and prefers blood, but will eat human food. Alice arrived just before the battle with witnesses who told us that she would arrive at full maturity by age eight. If I have died, which, if you are reading this the Cullen's and I are all dead, then I don't know how Charlie has handled this rapid aging in Forks. Please care for and love her as if she were your own.
Love,
Bella and Edward Cullen
Jacob,
I have had the care of Renesmee Carlie Cullen for the last 10 years. Currently she is known as Carlie Swan, my niece. After you left Bella and Edward married, had REnesmee, and then were killed in a battle with a group called the Volturi. Before the fight happened Bella and Edward asked that I take her far from Forks for her protection. I stayed in Denver, Co on temporary duty with their state patrol for a year and then returned to Forks. By then Renesmee looked like a 10 year old. I claimed she was a niece that I had taken in when her single mother died. After three years she and I left again for a few months. We cut her hair and dyed it and returned. The story then was that my niece had been claimed by her father, and that Rene Phillipe (Bella's mom's husband with a french twist), who now looked like she was 15 was my foster daughter. After another four years we left, and I returned with Carlie, a new foster daughter. Renesmee has been Carla to Forks for the last two years. Forks accepts her as a 16 year old goddaughter of mine. She attends Fork High School, is popular, and a straight A student. If you are reading this than I am dead or no longer capable physically of tending to Renesmee. If I am in a care home, my house is yours. Please care for her like I would.
Thank you,
Charlie Swan.
I sat back and thought. Was I prepared for this? No one ever is. Should I take on this responsibility? Both the woman I had loved and her father wanted me to. Could I take on this responsibility financially? I thought about that. I was a damn good mechanic, any auto body shop would hire me, and I could maybe even open my own shop. Ok, I could do this. I left town and phased so I could contact Sam, he'd want an update.
"Sam?"
"What's up Jacob?" I let all that I had learned run through my head for him, and my decision to do this. There was a moment of silence. "Carlie Swan is actually Renesmee Cullen? WHOAAA!"
"Have there been any problems that seemed vampire related that could be tied back to her? Will this be a problem with the pack?"
"We certainly didn't suspect anything. She has always smelled different, but nothing that would say 'VAMPIRE' to any of us. There hasn't been any weird disappearances, other than the entire Cullen family disappearing 10 years ago, we thought they'd just moved on, I guess not. So I see no problem with her staying in Forks. What's your plan now?"
"First, I need to get to Seattle and meet with Charlie's official lawyer, he has all the paperwork. After that I need to meet with Carlie and discuss plans with her. Probably find Charlie a good place near Forks and then just move myself into his place will be easiest."
"I like your idea for garage work. We don't have any great mechanics in the area since old Gabe passed away. I know from Charlie that Carlie's pretty good with cars too. Maybe…"
"We'll have to see about that. I haven't even met her yet." Sam's mind flashed on a picture of a tall girl with long brunette hair in bouncy curls that went to her waist and green eyes. Weird, there was some sort of pull there that wasn't Sam, it was me. Huh. "What's that?"
"I don't know, probably just some protective instinct taking over, poor parentless child and all that junk."
"Ok, are you running back?"
"No, I have clothes and papers that I need to bring back with me, the small wallet on my leg won't hold everything. I'll have to fly back."
"Keep me up to date."
"Will do."
I won't be updating everyday, this one took a lot of thought. May not post until Wednesday as the weekend and Mon. Tues. will be crazy. I've loved the feedback keep it up. There will be some interesting things going on later, part of the reason it takes some time is research, so if later on you think no way! It very well maybe based on fact. Thank you.