AN: Okay, so I actually have a lot to talk about in this author's note. First off, thanks for the reviews/comments (whatever they're calling them now), favorites, and alerts. It means a lot.

Second, the length of the chapters was brought to my attention. Trust me, I totally understand this. Let's go back to forever ago when this story was actually started. The chapters were longer. Then as it progressed the chapters just got shorter and shorter, and then the chapters just stopped coming. When they started up again, I wanted to make sure that I actually updated, so I settled and made a deal with myself to have the chapters be at least four hundred words and have them come every day. Now though, the demand is for the chapters to be longer (I was thinking about having them be longer before anyway). It's not that I can't write longer chapters. I can (as I have done in Blue Butterfly (2,000 words per chapter), The Shadows that Drain Me (2,000 words per chapter), and Topsy-Turvy Torture (5, 000 words per chapter) (at Dokuga). So, this is officially going to be the start of longer chapters.

Third, mistakes in the chapters have been brought to my attention as well. Again, realize this story was created a year and a half ago. A lot of the chapters are old and riddled with mistakes. But for the new ones, I will make sure I am more careful with combing out the mistakes from now on.

Fourth, there are different people who want different pairings for Renesmee and Bella. Because of that, I'm going to put a poll up on my profile for those of you who can't stand Renesmee/Jacob and Bella/Edward or for those of you who only want Jacob/Renesmee and Bella/Edward. Please pick one option per pairing/non-pairing.

Now that all of that has been said, on with the chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, and I am not making any money from this fanfiction.

Renesmee POV (I know, I know. I'll change to someone else's POV eventually.)

"What!"

"Calm down," Mother whispered, putting her finger to her lips. "Be quiet." She quickly glanced back at Edward, his eyes still on them. "There are many people listening."

I got the hint and quickly shut my mouth with an audible clip. It was a good thing I had decided to be silent before I gave something important away to our enemies.

"At least you're okay," Mother said, relief in her voice. I could tell that she was indeed glad that I had gained consciousness so soon. That only left me to wonder one thing…what had happened? I opened my mouth to voice my question, but my mother hushed me again.

"We'll talk about it later," she told me, guessing what was on my mind with ease.

I said nothing, just kept quiet. What were we to do now that we were captured and trapped in a strange house belonging to people that we hated? Great, just great. Everything was a mess.

"Come with me," Edward ordered, his eyes had become hard and were filled with a coldness I had never seen before. It was an all-new kind of hatred, a hatred for one's self.

I glanced at my mother for approval, and she gave me a slight and almost unseen nod. I moved fluidly to stand next to Edward, squeezing myself in to get as far from him as possible as I slipped out the door and into the hallway.

My mother flashed beside me, and I figured she was bolder about her exit than I was. Too bad I didn't inherit her confidence. I got my quiet and more peaceful traits from my father, whoever he was.

I was nervous about the Cullen's powers, but then I remembered my mother's shield. There were very few times she took it off of me, so I was almost positive she wouldn't leave me without protection at a moment like this.

"Go downstairs."

I stopped. Was he serious? He wanted us to go down there with all of those strange vampires and werewolves who could overtake us in a moment and rip us limb from limb? No. I wasn't going to do it. It wasn't happening. "No."

"What?" Edward hissed. I realized then that his speech seemed forced. He was a very good liar, and it took me quite a while to figure out that maybe he truly didn't enjoy what he was putting us through.

"I said," I repeated, "that I'm not going down there."

"Renesmee, move it," Edward snarled. But I could hear the pain, the hesitance. Why did he care so much about us?

I moved closer, my nose almost touching his. I let the traits I had gotten from my father be overrun with everything my mother had given me. "I said no, and I know you're not going to do anything about it."

He let one breath out, the warmth tickling my face. Then, he wrapped his hand around my throat and pushed me up against the wall. "I'm serious."

"So am I," I challenged. "Do it if you're so sure you can. Bite me, rip me apart; do anything, Edward."

He was surprised by my forwardness, and to tell the truth, so was I. I had never been like this before, and as I pondered it, I caught my mother smiling proudly from behind Edward. She always was one to support violence and outward misbehavior.

Edward was left to pause once again. He seemed to be contemplating. Then, in a flash, he grabbed me and ran down the stairs, throwing me onto the floor. "I told you to get downstairs. I meant it."

I hissed savagely, but my mother had already beaten me to it. She ran at Edward and threw him into the nearest wall, putting a huge hole in it. "Don't touch her!"

Edward didn't seem amused and was in front of my mother again. "Don't tell me what to do either." He seemed generally frustrated now, but was it because I was misreading his emotions?

I heard growling behind me, and I stood from the crouch I had automatically slipped into. There stood all of the Cullens and the tan man from before. Every one of them extremely beautiful from the tips of their toes to the tops of their heads. They were easily as pretty as my mother, and I felt completely in a shadow next to them. I was half human, and that always made me feel less attractive…especially judging by appearance.

Edward heard the growling as well, but he actually acknowledged it. "Calm down, Rosalie."

The blonde huffed, and it was then that I grabbed their pictures and names out of my mind. Of course the Cullens never truly evaded me, but details about them had. Most of the information came from our last visit, but I had the feeling that some of it wasn't. Some of it was older, much older.

My mother watched them warily, gliding closer to me. She didn't trust them, and she didn't trust them to be near me. I understood her taking precautions, and I knew that I wouldn't be able to fight off seven vampires and a werewolf. My mother and I combined still wouldn't be able to do that.

"Welcome to our home," Carlisle said. Curious, kind, and gentle. Those were the words that came to mind when I thought of Carlisle. I still couldn't help but find myself disliking him though. He and his family constantly interrupted our lives and annoyed the heck out of my mother and I. Why should we just accept all of that? It was our lives, not theirs. They had absolutely no right to interfere.

My mother seemed to see right through the greeting. "Okay, cut all the crap. I know you want something otherwise you wouldn't have captured us. Now tell me what exactly it is you want."

"We want you to understand it our way," the tan man in the back blurted. "We want you to at least listen to us and reason before you make any decisions."

"And why should we listen to anything you have to say?" my mother chided with mistrust.

"Because, Bella. You're part of this family."

AN: Okay, so I know two authors notes is really obnoxious, but if you skipped over the first one, please consider scrolling up and reading it. It's actually kind of important. Oh, and what did you think of the first long chapter that's going to start off the new era of long chapters? Well, longer chapters at least… Also, did I catch most of the mistakes? Are there any that I missed?