My holidays end tomorrow so my updates might be a little slower because I have four different stories currently being written but I will only have time to update one a day. Because this story is second place in popularity with the readers, I might be updating every 2 or 3 days.

Disclaimer: I do not own twilight

Carlisle's POV

I pulled out my phone with my free hand to call Esme. If I was bringing a wild boy into the house, I had no idea what would happen if he saw any of the others. If he was able to bite me, it was possible that he would hurt them too if he got startled so I chose to be safe.

"Hello Esme. Could you keep everybody upstairs for a while? Well, excluding Alice. Tell her to stay in the kitchen with the door shut until I say she can come out. I'll explain later. Bye".

The boy looked at me strangely again as he heard Alice's name. This is why I decided to keep her downstairs. I wanted to see how the boy would act as soon as he entered the house as I wasn't sure what to expect because it's not every day you come across a boy living in the wild. Once I am satisfied with his reaction, I will let Alice come out of the kitchen and see him. I wanted to see how he would act around her since he was already familiar with her.

The boy halted to a stop, pulling me back too. I looked at him and he appeared to be absolutely terrified as his eyes were glued to our house in sight. He let out a small growl as I tugged at his arms, refusing to move any further.

"You'll see Alice" I tried.

This seemed to make him want to move but forced himself to stay put. Just like the look you would get from a dog when you throw a stick but tell him to stay. I didn't understand what he wanted. He growled again after another faint tug but I decided to stop since it would be easy for him to bite me if he felt the need to. My wrist still hurt from the last time he did it. The fact that this boy was feral had turned him aggressive meaning I was making a risk if I was bringing him back with me. I will probably have to mention this to Chief Swan and see if he could gather any information about this child. Maybe he had run away from home.

A different idea occurred to me as I pull out my phone for a second time but this time to text Esme.

Change of plan. Can you tell Alice to step out of the door?

It only took a minute of waiting until I saw the door open and the boy's head had quickly turned in the same direction as he heard the sound of the door click; good hearing. In an instant, the boy had managed to escape my grip and run in Alice's direction. Once there was about 3 meters distance between them, he turned around to face me, crouched down and began to growl. I think he was trying to protect her.

Alice looked very surprised but didn't move since she knew that she would get a negative reaction from the feral being but she gave me a shocked look. She hadn't expected me to bring him back. Or did she think I just wouldn't be able to find him?

I wasn't sure what to do next. If I got any closer I was clearly going to make myself seem more like a threat and Alice couldn't move either. This was all down to him. Please don't run off I silently begged. It was a good five minutes of hope when the boy had finally stopped growling and the next thing I knew, he was at my side again; strange.

I didn't grab hold of him this time. I trusted that he would walk by me as I walked forward. As I began to walk, the boy waited until he was satisfied with the distance between us and then followed, warily behind but he kept stopping for a quick look around; a thing that deer tend to do. It seemed like this boy had a bit of every animal habit in him.

Once I was at the door, I noticed that the boy was crouching again with his eyes on Alice. She seemed to know what he wanted and walked ahead of him and into the house. I followed but left the door open, waiting for him to make his way inside too.

He did...eventually. It was weird really. One minute, he had poked his head around the door to have a quick glance around and the next, he took a big step backwards before repeating his action god knows how many times. Once he was fully in, he had ran straight to the dining table and jumped on top of it, followed by a small growl which seems to be a regular noise coming from him.

He raised his head to sniff around. Could he actually smell better than us or was this another animal habit that he has picked up? His growling returned as his eyes were drawn to the ceiling. Surely he hadn't just caught a scent of the others. This kid really was good. I didn't know what to do. The boy clearly felt vulnerable because there were unknown people to him that hadn't shown their faces but I didn't want to risk my wife and kids getting hurt if this ends badly.

He stopped growling again once his eyes landed on a fruit bowl on the coffee table so he jumped down from the dining table and quickly ran to the fruit, grabbing an apple and then back to the dining table; his eyes were on us as he ate as fast as he could. He had finished it within two minutes but then Alice grabbed a bunch of grapes and reached out her hand so that she could give it to him.

He was clearly tempted to take the bunch from her hand but he didn't like the close distance so instead, he jumped off the other side and ran around her to grab a pear from the bowl this time before running into the kitchen to jump onto the sides, eating it there. Well he liked eating somewhere high.

Walk down the stairs slowly on your own. Don't let the sight startle you.

I messaged Esme. I couldn't keep them upstairs all night. The sooner this boy gets use to the others, the easier it should be. Esme had began walking slowly down the stairs not much longer after I had sent the messaged and I knew that she would be confused. The confusion will increase once she lays eyes on him.

Yet again, the boys growls were heard as his eyes glared at my wife as she slowly took her steps. Despite my message, Esme appeared to be very shocked and I knew I was in for a lot of questions.

"Ignore the growls. Just come to me" I instructed.

She did so making the boy's growls fade as he continued eating his pear again.

"Carlisle, what's going on?" She asked.

"Remember Alice's friend? That's him" I stated.

Shocked, she turned around to look at him again as he jumped off the side, ran to the food bowl to get his third piece of fruit which was an apple this time and then jumped back onto the dining table near Alice as he focused on her. Esme looked back at me with her eyes wide.

"How did...what's wrong with him? Why is he acting like that?" She asked.

"I suspect that he's been surviving on his own in the wild for quite some time. I brought him back with me because I can't leave him on his own out there. It's cold and there is hardly anything out there for him to eat; he needs caring for" I explained.

"You mean you want to keep him?" She questioned even more surprised.

I wasn't sure if it was a good surprise or a bad surprise. She loved kids but then again I have just brought home a feral child that was currently climbing all over the furniture in replacement of the trees. And she doesn't even know about the violent habit yet.

"I don't know. I want to help him so much but I don't even know how he got to be like...this" I gestured to the boy who was now crouching in the window sill as he watched Alice while she was having a one sided conversation with him. "Besides, even if I wanted to keep him, I would need everybody to be okay with it. Plus, I can already tell he's going to be a handful".

"Carlisle, if he came from pretty much nowhere, then the police are obviously going to track down his parents to see how he got there. They might even give him back to the parents" she replied.

It was true but I wouldn't bet on it. If the boy had run away, there must have been a reason. He might have even been ditched there as a young child. I was sure that the parents were the fault of this. How could a boy just end up living in a forest?

"We'll figure something out but for now, I need to get him cleaned up and fed" I explained to her.

She nodded in agreement as she looked back at Alice and the blond boy. "What are we going to do about our own kids? They can't just stay up there. It's not fair".

She was right. I needed them to come down stairs the way Esme did without scaring the boy away.

"Wait here" I instructed her as I slowly made my way up the stairs. The boy took a quick glance at me but then he looked back at Alice.

I found my children together in Emmett's room since his was the biggest of the kids.

"Dad, what's going on?" Edward questioned.

"This might sound strange but the friend that Alice had been talking about had actually been a person. He seems to have lived in the wild for so long that he acts like an animal. I need you to come down stairs so that he knows who you are so that it will calm him a bit. He is easily scared so I need you to move down the stairs one by one" I explained.

"Was he raised by wolves?" Emmett questioned.

He had quite an imagination. "I doubt so. There are no wolves in that part of the woods" I answered.

I turned to Rose, waiting for a question from her. "How filthy is he?" She asked grimly.

"He isn't actually that bad. His skin is a little muddy, so is his hair but he's done well considering his situation" I replied. "Edward, I want you to go first and then you, Rose. Emmett, as difficult as it sounds to you, I need you to go down as carefully as possible" I told him.

Like Alice, he was very enthusiastic and I knew with his size, it would make the poor boy feel threatened. I made my way down the stairs with Edward trailing behind me with his eyes searching for the newcomer. The boy spotted Edward first as he began to growl again which made my son freeze.

"It's alright. He does that. It only means that he doesn't want you to get too close" I informed him.

He nodded and began to walk forward again. This time it was the boy's turn to freeze as he eyed the staircase. Rosalie had just begun walking down too. His growls had stopped as he jumped off the window sill and back onto the dining table. It confused me because the table was actually closer to the stairs. I would have thought that he would get further away but he hadn't. He appeared to eye Rosalie, watching her every movement.

"Tell him to stop looking at me like that" she whispered annoyed to me.

As she reached the bottom, Emmett began to go down stairs too. The boy hadn't even noticed my larger son as he tilts his head when Rosalie makes eye contact with him. He jumped off the dining table and actually crouched about 2 meters near my eldest daughter.

"He's really freaking me out dad, do something" she ordered.

The boy didn't take any notice to her words as he moved a little closer and stared at her in a very strange way, like he was trying to figure her out. His mouth then began to open like it had earlier when he tried to say Alice's name.

"Rose"

Only this time, he had actually managed to speak. It was obvious that he had hardly ever used his voice but I was even more surprised as he said my daughter's name. I never mentioned it so how did he know? Coincidence maybe?

"How do you know my name?" She demanded for an answer.

The tone scared him back, causing him to growl a little in defence. Not at her but Emmett, Edward and I whom he just realised were close to him. He rushed back into the window sill, looking extremely vulnerable.

"Well that was...weird" Emmett commented.

"He's not actually staying here is he?" Rosalie questioned.

"I'm not confirming anything" I answered.

I had no idea what had just happened. In fact, I had no idea about this boy or what his future would end like. Will I ever be able to take away his growling habit, climbing over the furniture habit, biting habit and any other animalistic habit he had? Unlikely, but I will try to see if I can change his future for him whether it's by taking him in or helping him in some other way.

I want to say well done to 'Jules Ann' for guessing right Jasper's only known word. A little explanation for that is he was only four when he last saw her so he doesn't have a clear memory of her but the name just left his mouth when he saw her.

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