The Twilight Saga

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Preface: I needed to get out of this blackness. My eyes finally opened, relieving me from this nightmare. Everything became clear, and I stared at the two before me. I finally saw who the beautiful voice belonged to. Like his voice, he too was beautiful. He had light brown hair, impossibly pale skin and something that caught me off guard: his brown-red eyes. A mixture of emotions zipped through me, fear, hope, sadness, happiness, and pain. I stared deep into his eyes, feeling strangely reassured.

Chapter One

Alice’s POV

I couldn’t wait for tonight. I was so excited, I was thrilled beyond belief. I was even getting a little restless. That NEVER happened to me. Not to a vampire. I spent the entire afternoon searching the future, my special gift. I searched my family’s future, especially my half-vampire, half-human niece, Renésmee’s. I was pretty sure she was going to say yes to the proposal that awaited her tonight, but unfortunately, I couldn’t see her in my visions. She was a blind spot as was werewolf/shape-shifter Jacob, her hopefully-to-be-fiancé or any of his wolf pack for that matter. Not being able to see them was a pain, but I was learning to cope with it and it was beginning to be manageable.
I had seen my mind-reading adopted brother, Edward, talking to his wife, my favorite sister-in-law, Bella. They were talking about Jacob asking him to marry Renésmee, and if that was okay with her. She said it was okay. I was suddenly filled with anticipation. I was dying to ask Renésmee if I could plan her wedding. I already had run a mental picture of my entire layout. It was going to be perfect, of course. All of my weddings were.

Slowly, the hours ticked by. My entire family had gone hunting. I was the only one that stayed behind. I knew that as good as an actress I was, I would not be able to hide my excitement. Besides, I didn’t want to spoil it for anyone. Edward knew what was going on, and told the rest of our family that I needed to finish some designing projects (which was partly true, I hadn’t finished Emmett or Jasper’s wardrobes). Jasper didn’t want to leave me, but I argued and told him he needed to hunt. For a fraction of a second, he looked like he suspected something was going on (he knew me well), but shrugged it off. Reluctantly, He gave in.

I had managed to pass the time planning the wedding. I had almost everything laid out and fitted just right and then re-fitted again, when my eyes focused on what was neither the past nor the present: the future. Suddenly, I saw Rosalie and Emmett, my other adopted siblings, driving to an orphanage. I smiled. They finally had made up their minds to adopt a child. Even before Rosalie had been transformed into a vampire, she had wanted a baby of her own, but vampires could not change in anyway, therefore, could not get pregnant. That left Rosalie desperate. So after many childless years they decided to adopt. I searched for specific information about the future member of our family (boy or girl, blonde or brunette etc.) and when they were going to announce it to us. I was thrilled. I was going to have another niece!

Esmé’s POV
Chapter One (Continued)
We were just finishing an exciting hunting trip. Jasper, Edward, Bella, Renésmee, Jacob, Carlisle and I had finished up and were waiting for Emmett and Rosalie. Jasper was getting anxious, and wanted to get back to Alice. So did I. I loved having my family together, and missed every second when we weren’t. I didn’t like seeing Jasper so worried. “Don’t worry, Jasper. Rose and Em will be here soon enough. Alice is perfectly fine by herself.” Jasper mumbled something I couldn’t understand, and then he gave a big sigh and sat down rather flustered and nearly crushed the boulder under him. I smiled. I turned to my adopted son, Edward. Any sign, yet? I thought. He shook his head in response. “No.” He said un-emotional. Then 2 seconds later, his face grew from un-emotional to awareness. “They’re coming. Emmett tried a new technique he has wanted to try on a grizzly. It took them awhile to find one, and even longer to master the technique.” Edward informed us. “How many grizzlies did they try this technique on?” Renésmee questioned suspiciously, putting emphasis on “technique”. “13.” He replied, with a hint of annoyance. Jacob moaned. I started wondering on how many cubs they had left motherless when Rosalie and Emmett burst into the clearing. “Took you long enough!” Jasper snarled. “Hey guys! Guess what! We tried that technique you showed me, Jasper. We caught 13!” Emmett said enthusiastically. “Remind me never to give you advice again. Let’s go already! Jasper demanded. Emmett looked surprised at his reaction, then looked at Rosalie and shrugged. Carlisle gestured for my hand, and I slid my hand into his, Emmett grabbed Rosalie’s, Edward took Bella’s and Renésmee already had hers into Jacobs’s, and we were off.
I spent our time running, thinking about each of my family members. I loved them so much. My husband, my adopted children, my granddaughter, even Jacob, who wasn’t exactly in our family –yet. Every one of them was unique in their own way, special. My thoughts turned to Bella, a shield, a mental defense, who came into our family, brightening up Edward’s life, put meaning back into it. I will be forever grateful to her for that. Edward. My talented, mind-reader son, kind, generous and not only that, he was a marvel when it came to piano. When he played his piano, it was like painting the sunrise for me, so beautiful. Edward interrupted my thoughts. “Remind me to paint you another sunrise when we get home.” He whispered smiling. He could read my thoughts. I beamed at him. Carlisle looked at me questioningly. I mouthed the word “piano” at him and he immediately understood. He knew me, and he also knew what Edward’s playing meant to me. My husband, Carlisle, my other half, the reason of my existence, my entire world and my true love. He was sweet, kind, handsome, generous, compassionate, gentle and loving. I squeezed his hand, and he squeezed it back. A gentle smile was on his face. I was blessed to have Carlisle. I turned my attention to my beautiful Rose and fun-loving Emmett, a perfect couple, two halves of a whole. It might not seem that way, but it was. She needed him and likewise he needed her.
I next turned my attention to Alice and her Jasper. They came to us out of nowhere and we adopted them as we had Rose, Em and Edward. Alice could see the future based on people’s decisions. Jasper could change your emotions. Jasper was in a way a complete opposite of Alice. She was artistic, bright and cheerful; he was shy, quiet and experienced. I loved them both terribly. My granddaughter, Renésmee, who looked like I could be her older sister, was Edward and Bella’s daughter. Also, my namesake, my name combined with Bella’s eccentric, gorgeous mother, Renée, who I got to know at the wedding. Her Jacob, a tall, kind young man, who hopefully would join our family soon. I already loved him as if he were my own. I had difficulty finding wrong with my children, I loved them so much. It was a joy to be able to call them my own.
We arrived at our home at twilight. I felt secure in a way, in the comfort of my own home, with all of my family. There was this reassurance that everything was going to be okay, but there was something different about tonight. There was excitement in the air.

As soon as everyone was together, in various places in the living room, Jacob cleared his throat. We all turned. I saw Alice squirm, out of the corner out of my eye. What was Alice nervous or excited about? I dismissed the thought. Jacob got down on one knee in front of Renésmee. Renésmee’s face was full of surprise and delight as he told her how much he loved her and if she would marry him. She said yes! Everyone started clapping and congratulated the two. I was so happy for them. I cried tearless sobs with a smile on my face. “You okay, Grandma?” Renésmee asked me with just a hint of worry crowding her overjoyed face. I nodded. I gave her a hug as did everyone else. It was a happy evening for all of us. Alice was talking wedding plans with Renésmee, Bella and I when her face went blank. We all stared at her when her face didn’t come back to normal. Jasper was by her side in an instant. “Alice?” He asked, worry on his face, as was on mine. I looked at Carlisle and then at Edward. Is she alright, Edward? What’s happening? I thought at him. A second later, her face came back to normal. “Alice, what did you see?” Jasper demanded. Alice and Edward looked at each other, then at me. “Looks like we’re going to have a new member in our family.” Alice declared. Everyone was stunned. “Who?” We all asked at the same time.

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Chapter Two
Matthew’s POV
I had been running for days now. I was pretty sure I had crossed Europe by now. Trees swished by me in a blur. Although I could see them in perfect detail, they were in a fog. I was in a fog. Leaving my vampire coven was hard enough. I couldn’t just keep running forever. Or could I? Ever since I joined Maria, Gabriel, Julianne and Mark, I was unhappy. It wasn’t that I didn’t feel accepted or unwanted. When I joined, they welcomed me with open arms, literally. I had gotten to know them very well. Gabriel was my best friend now. Unfortunately, I knew them too well.
Even now, I wasn’t exactly sure why I had left them. Was I just tired of having people around all the time or did I just need a break? I left anyway. Even without knowing the reason. I rembered their faces as I told them I was leaving. Gabe knew it was coming. He could tell. He just looked sad, now that the time had come. Maria was filled with unbelief and shock. Julianne was surprised and concerned, while Mark looked hesitant and doubtful. I put their faces out of my head. I needed to concentrate on where I was going.

To tell you the truth, I had no idea. I was just running, running to escape my past. This running was getting a little old. I slowed down to a walk for a while. I caught a scent from north. Human. It smelled good. I had been trying to avoid hunting for the past few days. It didn’t feel right. Sucking the life out of a person just didn’t sit well with me anymore.

In spite of my choice, it was still hard. I held my breath, but even the thought of warm wetness flowing through my flaming throat was too much. Suddenly, I felt myself running in the direction of the human. No! I shouted at myself. I strained and pulled, all to no avail. I kept moving in that direction. The need to quench my thirst was too strong. I was getting closer. I continued to fight, refusing to let myself be completely taken in by this mouth-watering scent. The scent was getting stronger. I pulled against it even harder. Then, when it got to the strongest point, there was an inner battle going through me. I focused all my energy, strength and reverence for human life in stopping myself. Not running away, just stopping. I won. I skidded to a halt, and looked what lay before me. A girl, covered in blood, in a heap on the forest floor. A million thoughts raced through my head. Is she okay? Was she dead? Did I do this? What happened? Before I knew what I was doing, I had picked her up and was running towards the nearest sign of civilization.

Alice’ POV
Chapter Two (Continued)
My gift was a pain. Sometimes. The fact that only I had it was also a pain. Sometimes. Everyone kept nagging me to see if there were any updates on our future member of our coven. The real pain was that I couldn’t see anything about him or her, not even if it was a he or a she! I could only see someone coming to us, wanting our help or needing a family, probably both. I continued to search, despite my annoying family.

We continued on with our week, without any more news on the mystery member. I focused my attention on Nessie and Jacob’s wedding. I had formatted their wishes into my plans, and we had finally come to an agreement. Good thing Nessie and I had almost the same tastes. That made it easier.
Rose and Emmett had finally announced us their decision of adopting. They were going to the orphanage within a month. All the arrangements had been made. They were going to get a baby girl. Everyone was excited about the upcoming adoption and wedding. There was still the mystery of the arriving member. This made us nervous.
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Chapter Three
New Place
Ada’s POV

Something didn’t seem right. Everything was black. No color. It felt uncomfortable. It was a nightmare. I racked my brain to try and remember how I got into this blackness. Nothing came to mind. I struggled to open my eyes. At first, everything was blurry and shaky, and then images started to form. Two people were standing facing each other. Voices reached my ears. My eyes shut on me again. “How did you say you found her?” A sweet female voice inquired with an accent I couldn’t quite place. “I was walking in the woods and happened upon her. She was covered in blood and lying on the ground, unconscious.” A beautiful, dazzling voice answered with a more familiar accent. “Ah, well that was a very noble thing you did, Sir, coming to the aid of the miss.” The sweet voice said. The man didn’t respond. I stirred. I wanted to hear that beautiful voice again. I moaned. “Looks like she’s coming to.” The female voice said quickly.
I heard a rush of movements coming towards me. “Can you hear me, dear?” The kind female voice asked gently. I moaned again, this time in annoyance that it wasn’t the dazzling voice speaking. I struggled even more to focus. I needed to get out of this blackness. My eyes opened, relieving me from this nightmare. Everything became clear, and I stared at the two before me. I finally saw who the beautiful voice belonged to. Like his voice, he too was beautiful. He had light brown hair, impossibly pale skin and something that caught me off guard: his brown-red eyes. A mixture of emotions zipped through me, fear, hope, sadness, happiness, and pain. I stared deep into his eyes, feeling strangely reassured. I forced myself to look at the owner of the kind voice, an elderly lady with gray hair, pretty blue eyes and an encouraging smile. Then everything went black again.

Alice’s POV
Chapter Two (Continued)

We were lounging on the stairs, just Jasper and I. I was humming to myself and Jasper was pretending to take a nap. Not that he could if he wanted to. No sleep for vampires, one part of this life I did not care for. Edward and Bella were sitting together on the piano bench, Edward playing softly to her. Emmett was looking at a newspaper in the Sport’s section. Rosalie was glancing at her nails on one hand and with her other hand ran her fingers through her hair. Carlisle was in his office, probably reading one of his books. Esmé was probably sketching. I laid back on one of the steps and closed my eyes for an hour. I got bored eventually and sat up thinking of something to do. Suddenly, my eyes focused on the future.

Jasper’s POV

We were just laying there, Alice and I, when I felt her start to tremble. I bolted right up. Her eyes were blank, she was trembling quite violently now. “Alice! What’s wrong? What do you see?” I said with worry showing in my voice. Edward and Bella were right next to me; Em and Rose were looking at Alice, worried as well. I started shaking her shoulders. “What do you see?” I repeated, looking up at Edward. He was reading everything she saw. Finally she snapped out of it. Something was not right.

Esmé’s POV
Chapter Two (Continued)

I had devoted my entire afternoon to my sketch. I was designing another house. Who the owners were, I had no idea. Yet. I would probably know when the time came, but for now, I would just keep sketching. I poured my heart into my drawings, making sure each little detail, from doorknobs to paint colors, was perfect and just right. I hoped this house would bring joy to its future owner. Future. That rang a bell. My curiosity turned to the announced future member of our family. I was wondering if there were any updates, when I heard a piercing scream that went right through heart. Alice.


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