Full Sum: There is a prophecy that claims that a child of a human and a cold one will posses so many powers that it will cause uproar with mythical creatures. Most of those creatures want one thing; power and they'll stop at nothing to get it. But the Cullen's are unaware of that prophecy and when a pregnant Renee shows up at their home, asking them to take her child, they agree.
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Bella
I stretched my arms over my head and rolled over in my comfy bed. "Mommy?" I called out, sleepily. "Daddy?" I called out when there was no answer.
I jolted up in my bed and looked around. I realized right away that I wasn't on the Island with my family anymore but I didn't know where I was either.
"Hello?"
I could hear a heartbeat, it was slow but definitely human, and I could also hear a faster one, like me.
I sniffed the air and went rigid, as I smelled another vampire. It wasn't anyone I recognized so I knew I was in trouble.
The door swung open and in walked a man with black hair and bright red eyes. I flinched back as he moved closer to the bed.
"Don't be frightened, child."
"Where's my mom?" I asked.
"She's dead," he smirked.
"You're lying."
"Nope, I killed her. I had a blast ripping her to shreds," He told me.
I growled even though I knew he was lying to me. If he even tried to hurt my mom, I'd kill him!
"Where is my mom?" I asked, again. "Tell me the truth."
"Calm, child," Another man said, soothingly. "Your mother, along with the rest of your family, is safe on their Island."
He was telling me the truth.
"Why am I here?" I asked.
I did have hunch. What I didn't know was how they found out about me. My family made sure that I was kept hidden, no one but the selected few they chose to tell should know of my existence.
"You've heard of the prophecy, yes?" I nodded, curtly. "Well, I need you to help me out."
"I don't have any powers," I said. "For all you know, I might not be the one in the prophecy."
Joham seized my wrist and brought it up to his face.
"You have the mark," Joham smirked. "It means you are who I know you are."
"I still don't have any powers."
"But you will, little one," He smiled as he seized my chin in his hand. "When I look into your beautiful brown eyes, I can feel the power that lies dormant in you. It's amazing."
I pulled myself from his grasp and looked away.
"What I want isn't too terrible," Joham continued. "I just want to be in charge, on top, if you will. With you, I will challenge the Volturi and give the Supernatural's what they've craved, what they deserved, for the last thousand years."
"Oh, God, Joham!" I heard a woman scream. She was the human with the slow heart, which means the fast heartbeat I'm hearing is another hybrid being born.
"Quiet, Addison," Joham roared.
"Please," she whimpered. "Someone help me."
"She sounds like she's in pain," I told him. "You have to help her."
"She's having a child," Joham said. "A child which is of no need to me. Hector, dispose of her."
"NO!" I yelled. "You can't do that. You can't hurt her,"
I didn't know this girl at all but I wasn't going to stand by and let them throw her away like she's trash. That would go against everything I stood for.
"Hold on," Joham said, stopping the other man, Hector. "Why not?"
"Because..." I didn't know what to say. I couldn't tell him that I favored humans and that I didn't want harm to fall upon them because surely he wouldn't care.
Joham cocked an eyebrow, "Well?"
"She must want a meal," Hector summed up, leaning against the doorframe. "Are you hungry, little one?"
"Um...no..."
"Then why do you want the human alive?" Joham demanded.
"She deserves to live," I said.
"I hate to be the bearer of bad news, not really, but she's going to die anyway," Joham said. "My son is forcing his way out of her as we speak. I'll dispose of him momentarily."
"No! I want him,"
I had to protect him. He was just a baby, an innocent one. He didn't deserve to die for being born.
"Do you wish to have him as a servant, my dear princess?" Joham asked as he sat on the end of the bed.
"Yes."
"Very well," Joham held out his hand and I just stared at it. "I won't bite." He said, flashing me a grin.
I took his hand and he led me to the front room. A very pregnant woman was lying on the floor, convulsing, as her stomach moved around wildly.
There was so much blood. The smell made my mouth water and my eyes darken. I wanted to taste it so bad.
I can't hurt humans, I can't hurt humans, I can't...
But it smells so good, Another part of my brain reasoned. "No," I growled out.
"She's dying anyway, my sweet," Joham said. "Feel free to have a taste."
"No."
"Go on," he urged, pushing me forward.
I fell to my knees in front of the writhing woman and she grabbed onto me as if her life depended on it. The smell of her blood was so much stronger but I had to resist...I had too!
I heard a tearing sound and looked to her stomach. I would've found the scene before me disturbing had the blood not completely wiped my train of thought away.
The babies hand stuck out of her stomach and clawed at the skin that remained in its way. I shook my head to snap myself out of it and reached to help the baby get out.
I was trying not to cause the woman any harm but too much had already been done. I wasn't a doctor like my dad was but I knew that there was no way to recover from this.
"What...is it..." The woman asked as she fought to keep her eyes open.
"It's a boy," I spoke.
And that was a mistake.
I could taste her blood in the air. My teeth clamped down on my bottom lip as I fought the urge to bite.
"My...little...Christopher,"
She barely managed to finish that sentence before her body went limp and her heart stopped.
"I told you," Joham said. "She was going to die anyway."
"If my father was here, he could've helped."
"If your father was here, you wouldn't be here," Hector retorted. "Now eat so that I can throw this shit outside."
"No." I said, firmly.
"We're traveling soon, Isabella," Joham crouched beside me. "You need to eat." He trailed his finger in some of the blood before placing it on my lips.
I tried so hard not to taste it but my tongue darted out and the taste of her blood seeped into my system.
My eyes fluttered closed and I let out a growl.
"I've got him." Joham took the baby just as I lunged forward. I sank my teeth into her wrist and sucked the blood, what was left of it anyway, out of her body.
When her blood was gone, I sat back, disgusted with what I had just done. I knew that I didn't kill her, she was already dead, but I didn't feel right about it.
Joham handed me Christopher and hoisted the lifeless girl up in his arms.
I watched in horror as he threw her outside as if she was nothing to him.
"What are you doing?" I yelled.
"Disposing of her," he said, shutting the door.
"She deserves a proper burial," I said. "She gave her life for you. Don't you think she deserves that much?"
"Would it please you if I buried her properly?"
"Yes, it would," I said.
I could tell that he was acting nice and trying to appease me because he wanted me to cooperate with him.
"Hector, go dig a hole,"
"You're kidding, right?" Hector growled.
"No."
"Dig your own fucking hole," Hector said. "That bitch meant nothing to me."
"Do as I command!" Joham roared. "Or face the consequences."
"If you let this little bitch push you around, you won't rule anything," Hector said, getting in Joham's face. "You need to show her who the fucking boss is. Watch and Learn,"
Hector turned and stalked toward me. I winced as he grabbed onto my arm and hauled me back into the bedroom.
"Listen up, from now on, what I say goes. Don't fucking ask for a thing because you won't get it. If you break any of my rules, I will not only kill you but I'll go after your family too, got it?"
"I'm not scared of you."
He clenched his jaw shut before swinging his hand and slapping me across the face. It stung and made my eyes water so I didn't say anything else.
"Doesn't feel good, does it?" I didn't say anything. "Are you going to be a good girl and listen or should I go kill...Hmmm, who's your favorite...Oh, yes, Edward. Would you like me to bring him here and rip him to shreds in front of you?"
I shook my head.
"I didn't think so." He turned around and left the room. He slammed the door so hard the wood splintered.
Hector's heavy footsteps stalked back to the front room before I heard him start screaming at Joham.
I tuned them out and set the bloody baby on the bed. His wails had since stopped and he was looking at me in fascination.
"I'm gonna get us out of here," I mouthed to him, though I knew he couldn't read my lips just yet.
I pulled off my long sleeve over shirt and wrapped him in it. I then looked around me and saw several windows that I could manage to get out of but I had to be fast.
I shielded Chris's face against me and leaped through the window, shattering it. The glass nipped at my skin and cut me but I brushed it off and took off into the woods.
The ground was cold and wet against my feet but I continued to push myself as hard as I could. I knew I was faster than most vampires were but I also knew I wouldn't be able to get away.
I was leaving a trail of my scent each way I went. They'd find me eventually. I couldn't even hide because my heartbeat would alert them to my whereabouts within seconds.
My plan wasn't thought through that well.
I didn't know where I was, how far the Island was from where I was, or even where the hybrids home was. I was lost, running in circles, hoping that Joham and Hector wouldn't catch me.
Especially Hector, I shuttered. If they caught me, I couldn't even comprehend what they would do to me.
"Isabella," Joham yelled. "Come back, sweetheart."
They were gaining on me, and so I pushed myself faster. I shifted Christopher so that he was cradled between my neck and shoulder and used my now free arm to latch onto a tree and climb.
I moved through the trees now. It was a lot hard but I could tell that it through them off for a couple moments.
Christopher shifted his face closer to my neck and I felt his teeth sink in. I cried out and missed my next step, which caused me to plummet back to the ground.
Thankfully, I landed on my feet.
"No, Chris," I pulled him away and he started to wail.
"Come out, Come out, wherever you are," Hector laughed.
"Please, Chris, they'll hurt us if they find us."
Christopher continued his wailing and so I knew what I had to do. I cradled him in my arms and pressed my wrist to lips. His teeth sunk into me once again and he was quiet.
I took that time to start running again.
But I was slower now. Christopher was sucking down big gulps full of my blood and making me tired, and hungry. I knew I couldn't go on much longer.
They were going to catch me in a matter of seconds and there was nothing I could do about it.
I looked up, hoping to find a place good enough to hide, and my eyes landed on a tanned skinned man with brown hair and brown eyes.
"Ssh," he said. "Come with me. I'm here to help you."
He was genuine and since I didn't have any other options, I took his hand and let him pull me toward a large tree. He searched the ground for a second before pulling a door up.
I looked down the dark hole and then back at him.
"It's safe, I promise," he said. "Quick, they're getting closer."
I rushed down the steps and the mysterious helper followed. I was consumed in darkness as he closed the door behind us.
I felt safe and so I sank to the ground, the wall behind my back, and let my eyes flutter closed.
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