I'm so glad everyone liked Edward's POV! I was going to do another one in his POV, but I decided to go back to Renesmee. So this chapter is in Nessie's POV!

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It seemed to take forever to arrive in South America. I have never been anywhere south of the United States. The island I spent most of my childhood at was somewhere off the coast of California. The Amazon was now my new home. I leaned out the window of our very small plane. We landed in Peru and I stayed glued to my seat.

"It's ok. My sister and father are here waiting. They are very excited to meet you. They have been working hard to get your room ready." Daray took my hand and I let her lead me off the plane.

"Where exactly is your house?" I asked. Not too sure what I was walking into. I was used to having top of the line everything. Now I was going into a rainforest. What's out here besides exotic animals for me to hunt?

"Relax," Daray sighed. "We have a nice house. We each have our own room."

"Welcome!" A tall tanned man held his arms open and I stepped behind Daray. He was very beautiful and young looking. I don't think he was much older than Carlisle.

"H-hi," I stammered.

"Oh, don't be shy! Welcome to our family, Renesmee, My name is Joham." He dropped one arm, but extended his other.

I stepped around Daray and reached out to shake his hand. "My name's Nessie," I whispered.

"Of course," he smiled and gestured towards his car. It wasn't what I was used to driving around in, but this was my new life. I had to get used to it. "Shall we?"

I nodded and Daray linked her arm with mine. The other sister, Fahima, looked a lot like Daray.

I insisted on sitting in the backseat. I was still so uncomfortable being alone with a bunch of vampires who drank human blood. Actually it was Joham I was terrified of. His red eyes were always a symbol of danger for me. I have a lot of adjustments to make.

"Here we are," Joham said as he opened the door to my room. I was barely paying attention--the whole in my chest was burning beyond anything. This house was a spitting image of the cottage that I spent the first few years of my life in.

Thank you, I couldn't say the words. I had to put them in his mind. If I opened my mouth to talk--it would open the flood gates.

"Gah!" Joham jumped away from me.

"Oh, sorry," I mumbled and looked down at the floor.

"Nessie, we're not a gifted bunch. To be fair to your sisters, I think it would be best for you to not use your talent." Great, another adjustment.

"Yes, sir," I whispered, and quickly wiped a tear that escaped. It was probably better I didn't use a gift that was given to me by people who never wanted me in the first place.

He stepped close to me and wrapped his arms around my shoulders. My body stiffened, but I didn't pull away. "Please," he sighed. "Call either Joham or Dad, but not Sir. It makes me feel so old."

"Sorry," I breathed.

"Ness, I know you're upset right now, but we will never turn you away. You are welcome to stay here as long as you would like. If that's forever than that's awesome. We will be more than happy to have you around."

I nodded. "Thank you," I said quietly. "If you don't mind…"

"Of course. I will leave you alone to unpack. The closet and dresser are yours. And the bathroom is right down the hall to your left. You may join us for a hunting trip if you would like. We're leaving in a few hours." Joham said as he left the room.

As soon as I was alone I leaned against the wall and slipped down, hugging my knees to my chest. I rested my forehead on my knees and let the tears flow. I never factored in homesickness. How could I miss something so much that was never supposed to be mine in the first place?

I didn't realize how much time passed until there was a light knock on my door. I looked up and blinked the remaining tears from my eyes. My room was dark. When did the sun set?

"Ness?" Daray said softly as she knocked again.

"Yes," I sniffed.

She opened the door slowly and turned on my light. "Would you like to go back to Boston?" She said as she knelt in front of me.

"No, I'm fine." I straightened out my legs. They were really stiff.

"I don't think you're fine. You have been in here for two days straight."

I narrowed my eyes, confused. "Two days?"

Daray nodded.

"Yes, we've been very worried." Fahima added as she walked into the room and sat down next to Daray.

"I just needed some time. I'm ok now," I lied. "What would you like to do?"

They both threw me a confused glance.

"What?" I asked.

"I think it would be best--"

"Daray!" I interrupted. "I don't want to go back there. There is nothing left for me! This is where I belong."

"Okay then, Dad wants to go hunting. He's been waiting for you," Fahima shrugged. "He didn't want to leave you alone."

"Hunting?" I swallowed loudly. My throat was burning and my stomach was growling.

"We like to go into the city to hunt. Come on it will be fun. I know you hunt like my brother, but trust me," Daray smiled widely. "Human blood is so much better. Live on the edge Ness!"

"I don't know…" The thought set my throat on fire, but that was not who I am…was.

"Well if you want to be a part of this family you have to at least try it. Then if you still prefer that nasty tasting animal blood than so be it." Joham interjected.

Why was I still holding onto my past? I was no longer a Cullen. I was free to do what I pleased. Hunting humans was not a bad thing. It's the natural way for vampires to live. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "I'm in."

"Excellent!" Joham smiled and reached for my hand. I let him help me to my feet. It felt weird to stand up.

They all stayed at my running speed. Fahima seemed a little annoyed, but I was able to ignore her. "You will run much faster once your strength is up. A few humans should do the trick." Joham winked at me.

I was nervous to have to kill an innocent person, but I was starving. "What do I do?" I asked once we entered the city. Again it wasn't like the city I once knew, but there were a lot of people.

"I'm going to let you watch your sister first." Joham nodded towards Daray. Fahima had already walked off towards a group of people. I shuddered at the thought.

"Daray, just do what you normally do. We will be watching from a distance." Joham told her. She smiled widely and walked casually towards a group of guys. They looked a little older than me. They all stopped talking when they noticed her walking towards them. Her beauty did stand out against all the other women around.

"Hi," I heard her say. Her voice was soft and soothing. I could practically see all three of the guys melting in the palm of her hand.

"I'm here with my family, we're on vacation, but I have seemed to lose them. Would one of you kindly escort me back to my motel? I think it was back that way." She pointed towards a dark road.

"Sure," the dark haired boy had a heavy accent. She took his hand and he lead the way to his own death. Again I shuddered. My instincts were to protect the boy, but at the same time I haven't eaten anything in almost three days. My throat burned out of control as I watch her walk away with her meal. It didn't look that hard. I knew how to flirt.

Joham led me silently towards a new set of boys. Their was only two of them. They were speaking Spanish. I could understand most of it, but they were speaking too fast. The younger boy walked into the small marketplace.

"I think I'll wait a little bit." My voice shook and I backed away from the boy standing all alone.

"You want to be part of this family? The first kill is always going to be the hardest. Trust me, honey, you will finally feel alive when that boys blood flows through you." Joham leaned down so his lips were at my ear, his hands tight on my hips. I suddenly felt very uncomfortable. "Use that body of yours to get what you want. You're beauty will lure him in," his hands tightened on my hips. "But you need to use that lust to get him to follow you. That's what attracts the humans to us. Sell it." He hissed into my ear.

"What?" I gasped and tried stepping away from him.

"Have some fun, darling. Don't worry, as my daughter I will not think badly of your actions." Joham placed his hands on my shoulders and turned me to face the lone boy. "Have fun," he whispered and pushed me forward.

The wind blew in my direction and I could smell his scent. I closed my eyes and let my vampire half take over. Before I knew it I was walking up to him.

"Hello?" I squeaked. I was too nervous to control my voice. I was concentrating on his scent more than anything. It took me all my strength to not kill him right then and there.

"Yes," His accent was heavier than the guy Daray had taken.

"Could you please help me?" I asked as innocently as I could.

"Yes," he repeated. His smile told me I had him.

I flipped my hair over my shoulder and shifted my hips. "My family wondered off and I was wondering if you could help me find them?"

"Of course," His dark eyes bared into mine.

"Thank you, I think they went in that direction." I pointed to where the crowd parted, and the forest started.

"But why?" The boy asked me.

"They wanted to look around. Your country is very beautiful." I bit my bottom lip and reached out to take his hand.

The boy nodded and I could see I could probably get him to do just about anything I wanted, but I only wanted to feed.

Once the street lamps gave way to the darkness of the forest I knew I had to turn on the charm. I had to keep him here long enough for him to let me close enough to sink my teeth into him.

It seemed that the boy was already into me. His arm moved to my waist and I held my breath as I let him move me so my back was against a tree. "You very pretty girl," he said softly.

"Thank you," I turned my body so he was pressed against the tree.

The hole in my chest showed it's ugly head again. As much as I wanted to, I couldn't turn my back on Jacob like that. I wasn't ready to show interest in someone else. Not even just faking it. But his scent sent my throat burning more than it ever has before. I couldn't contain it anymore. The boy shuddered under my touch as I slid my hands over his chest and bent my head in towards the pulsing vein in his neck. The tip of my nose touched his neck and I breathed in deeply. I could imagine how his blood would taste--warm and moist as it cooled my burning throat. I tilted my head so my teeth grazed his neck.