A/N: Okay, this is the last chapter. I have recently finished reading the Percy Jackson and the Olypians series and I highly recommend it. Anyway, I am planning to do a crossover between Twilight and PJO, so that's why I'm ending it here. NOW ON TO THE STORY!
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Twilight…yet. I have a plan that includes four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves, and Obama =P
Song choice-Who Am I Living For-Katy Perry
It's never easy to be chosen,
Never easy to be called,
Standing on the front line
When the bombs start to fall,
I can see the hevens,
But I still hear the flames,
Calling out my name…
I woke in a dark tent. There were matches and lighters everywhere. And I mean everywhere. They were on the counters, they were strapped to the walls. The only place they weren't were the largely decorated thrones in the middle.
And on those thrones were three men. One with long black hair that blended with the long black cloak he wore aroung his shoulders. One with a face that looked like he hated everything about everyone. And the last looked well…Bored, like he had seen this too many times already. They were vampires. I could tell because of their red eyes. But there was something wrong about their eyes. They had a sort of milky hazy look to them. It scared me. I wish mom was here, she always had something to do or say to make me feel better.
Even though I could do nothing to help her. When she told me about my father I tried to help her in everyway I could, but she never got any better. I can still hear her sobbing during the night when she thinks I'm asleep. Of course she had Angela and Tori, but even they couldn't seem to help her.
But one of the men on the thrones spoke, disrupting my thoughts.
"The Sleeping Beauty awakes, how wonderful. I have been waiting to meet Edward and Bella(my mom)'s child for ages! Bella did seem to keep you hidden for the most part. Now, what is your name half blood?"
On impulse I answered, "Renesmee." Something made me answer, I didn't know what. Maybe it was their eyes that seemed to stare straight to my soul when I looked in their eye.
"What a beautiful name. Unique, just like you. Do you know who we are, little one? Surely your mother told you about us?"
Something hit me. I remembered overhearing my mom talking to Angela on one of Angela's first nights as a vampire. She had just put me in bed and they were talking outside my door.
"There is one rule you must never break." Bella had said.
"What is that?"
"Never tell a human your secret. Unless you plan on turning or killing them afterwards. Never kill conspicuously. Never exspose yourself to humans."
"And if I do?" Angela had asked, not really wanting the answer.
"The Volturi will kill you without blinking. They're the closest thing our world has to royalty. Anyway, you don't upset the Volturi…unless you want to die." Her voice had cracked on the last sentence because that is the exact same thing my father had said to her a few days before he left. Bastard.
"How many of them are there?"
"Three leaders. But, they have a very strong guard with them at all times. Their guard is gifted. Do not try and attack them, you will lose. Oh, and one more thing. Be careful of their eyes. They will trick you into speaking the truth. Act like their eyes are Medusa's, though I hope you never have to meet either one of those people."
"The Volturi." I made sure to avoid their eyes.
"I see Bella taught you well. She is a very interesting person. She's got…how do I say this modernly? Spunk, that's it. I can see why Edward took a liking to her. Speaking of them, your coven will be here soon, hoping to get you back. But they will be surprised when they come and discover you dead."
Then they attacked. Two of them holding my shoulders to the ground with one had, holding my legs with another. The black haired one, had Bella called him Aro? He pounced on top of me, his teeth within a few millimeters from the skin on my neck. He was about to bite when I cried out and a blur of long blonde hair tackled him. Rosalie. The others, taken by surprise, were being torn apart by blurs of white skin and black hair. Who were the others?
Soon body parts were being flung out the tent, it smell like a fire was burning outside. A hand hit me in the face, practically slapping me. "Sorry," the other girl called. She was short and thin to the extreme with spiky, pixie like black hair. "I'm Alice, your father's sister. I hope you will-"
She was cut short by the struggling person in her arms biting her. She cried out in pain and the other ran to help her as he finished. He helped her finish the one in her arms and looked at the wound though she said it didn't hurt so much anymore. They were finished, but Rose wasn't.
She was fighting a losing battle. The others joined in, but this one was obviously the fastest. He was about to finish off Rosalie but I jumped on his back and literally bit his head off. "How you like them apples?" I asked. It was something everybody in the movies said. Nice way to use it huh?
The guys head was now rolling on the ground trying to find its body. His black hair was getting twisted when his hair got caught on the lighters and matches that had been thrown across the room during the fight. It was hilarious.
"Thanks Rose. That was awesome!" I said because they had really saved my butt. "Where's mom?"
They all exchanged a look that said something was wrong. "What? What is it?"
"Edward is talking to your mom, they'll be here in a few minutes," said the big one. He looked like a serious weight lifter, but he had a slightly joking face. Like he never really took anything seriously.
"I don't want him talking to her. Don't you think he said enough one hundred and sixty years ago? He hurt her, and if he does again I'll get Ja- I'll get the wolf pack." I almost started crying right then and there. Jacob had died just a year ago. He couldn't stay a werewolf forever…Our children had been born six months ago.
Alice looked like something just hit her. "How did you know Rosalie's name? She hasn't seen Bella in over a hundred years, right Rose?"
Rose looked nervous. "Of course. I don't know, maybe Bella talked about us?"
"No offense Rosie, but why would Bells talk about the only Cullen that never liked her? She probably talked about Alice or me the most." The big one was obviously the jokster.
She never got a chance to answer. Bella rushed through the tent flap with him right behind her. She pulled me onto her lap and held onto me tight. She told me that all the fighting was over. The people who survived had run off and scattered around the world already. They're fast! I sat there and glared at my so called father. Ugh, I thought that with disgust.
"Bella, I think its time to take her home." Edward said. He was still aloud to talk to her? I got up and ran out of the tent, making sure to hit his arm roughly on my way out. Giving him my special evil eye. If he ever tried to talk me into forgiving him I would run and never come back. Probably go back to La Push to talk to the wof pack.
Mom caught me when I was half way to our new house. "Nessie, come on talk to me. Please?"
"You're really going to let him back in again? You remember what he did? Or did you forget already?" I felt bad yelling that in her face because she flinched and looked like she was going to cry. "He left you once. How do you know he won't do it again?" I asked a little softer this time.
"I don't," she murmured. "I don't know, but I'll never know if I don't try right? Look you don't have to like him, or even speak to him. But he is your father and he wants to speak to you. You don't have to talk, but at least listen. For me?"
"Fine," I wasn't happy about this. Not at all. But when she used the 'for me' thing I had to say yes. So I walked back to the tent with my hand in hers.
I sat there waiting for my Bella to come back with my daughter. Wow, I can't believe I have a daughter. A beautiful daughter at that. She looked so much like me. Except for the eyes, she had Bella's eyes. At least I wouldn't have to miss those.
As they came in the tent Bella gave me a look that told me Renesmee still didn't like me that much. Not that I blamed her, I had hurt her mother to the point that it affected her too. Bella sat her down in the chair next to me and whispered something in her ear. "Be nice, I don't want him to disappear like the others." Renesmee giggled and Bella left us alone.
As soon as she looked at me Renesmee stopped laughing. Her face turned serious. "Mom said I don't have to talk to you, so this is all I'm going to say. So what do you want?" She said, her voice a high soprano. Beautiful, just like the rest.
"I know you don't like me very much. But if you knew my reasons for leaving your mother you would understand. She was human I wasn't. She was a constant temptation, and when my brother Jasper almost killed her…It made me realize just how dangerous it was to have her around me and my family. And-"
"Why didn't you just change her? That would have taken care of everything!"
"I didn't change her because I couldn't take away her soul like that. She deserved much better than that. But I have to ask you something. Now that you know my reasons, can you ever forgive me?"
I really wanted her to, but I could see why she wouldn't. But as I listened to her thoughts I could tell she was arguing with herself. She finally came to a decision.
"Not right now. With time I will forgive you. But I need you to prove to me that you won't leave us again." My heart beat once. That was the best news today, other than that Bella forgave me.
"Thank you. You don't know what this means to me. I won't ever try and leave you two again."
They came out of the tent after half an hour. I heard the whole thing. When they came over to me I smiled, a real smile. I hadn't really smiled since the day Nessie was born.
We went back to the house. I smiled a lot that day. Things were back to the way they were 160 years ago. As soon as Nessie got home she ran to Chris and Melanie and took them to our house. Apparently they needed to sleep in their own beds or they wouldn't go to sleep.
Things are the way they're supposed to be. Finally.
A/N: Just to be clear, this is the last chapter. I'm starting a crossover so I need time for that, okay? So did you guys like it? Hate it? Review so I know. Do you think I should do a sequel? I have an idea for one, but I'm not entirely sure. So click the little blue button down there, it make me happy! =D