The Twilight Saga

The story is set about six years after the events of Breaking Dawn. Renesmee has grown up quite a bit and her feelings for Jacob have changed. She understand the situation well but is not too sure how to express them. But a little vacation will change that...

Okay, this my first piece of fanfiction ever. I'd appreciate it if you could read and review. Thanks =)

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Chapter 1: Vacation

I looked down at my pray. The baby elk stood no chance against my speed and strength.
I leaned in and began extracting the blood. Ugh, elk blood wasn’t nearly as good as mountain loin. I wondered if mom or dad had caught any. Or if Uncle Emmet had caught a good grizzly.


When almost all the blood had been drained from the animal, I felt something warm brush against my leg. I caught the familiar, woodsy scent and smiled.


I spun around to find myself face to face (or rather nose to nose) with my russet brown wolf. My werewolf. My Jacob.

“Hey Jake,” I laughed, patting his head.

To return the greeting, Jacob licked the side of my face.

“Ewww, Jake. Gross!” I complained, wiping the side of my face with my sleeve, “I’ve told how many times not to do that.”


He just yelped with laughter, ducking his head to dodge my incoming nudge.


“Not funny,” I said, attempting to suppress a giggle.


I stuck my tongue out at Jake and ran off in the opposite direction. I knew he’d follow me, he always does.


Thanks to my supernatural speed, I was halfway across the forest in a few seconds. Green greeted me from every side as the trees passed me at lightning speed. Birds circled above me, creating a bright rainbow. I caught scent of more elk, but I was satisfied enough not to turn in that direction.


I came to a halt and looked around.
Jake was nowhere to be seen. Strange…
Turning in a 360 degree angle, my eyes searched every acre for sign of my werewolf.


Then I caught the smell of Jake’s woodsy scent, but just a tad bit too late. He sprung out from behind a tree and launched himself onto me, causing us to roll around on top of each other. Our favourite game ever since things had gotten back to normal and I was allowed out again. Mum and Dad had been pretty protective over me after the fiasco with the Volturi so I couldn’t be seen in public for a while. They didn’t want another misunderstanding…


But that was almost six years ago. Now I had the body of a sixteen year old, but the mind of a nineteen year old and this was due to my accelerated growth (which was due to the fact that I am a half-human and half-vampire). I had to be home schooled by Carlisle in order not to make anything look suspicious about me. Although a couple of month’s time I’d be going to school, to high school.


I was both excited and scared. Excited because I’d never been to school before and I’ve always wanted that experience. Not just the learning part, but also to be around people. This was probably going to be the most I’d been in the “public eye”.


But I was also very scared. I suppose this was because of all the books I’d been reading and movies I’d been watching of teenager’s first days at high school. They always seemed to be picked on; the one no-one wants to sit next to. Of course, what with dad reading my thoughts and Uncle Jazz sensing my emotions whenever the talk of my future came about, my family (including Jake) had tried to calm me down, telling me that I was worried for nothing.


I suppose attending school on reservation was going to make this all easier. There was talk of sending me to Forks High School, but we had decided against it for several reasons. It had only been six years since most of my family had been there and it would seem rather strange to have me (Bella and Edward’s daughter) start there. They could say I was a family member, but then I wouldn’t have anyone who’d be able to go with me. By attending school on reservation, I’d be able to be with Jake, Quil, Embry and the rest of the pack. Of course it was Jake’s idea – he hated being too far away from me. Like now.


When we were all rolled out, Jake and I lay on our backs, laughing ourselves breathless.


“We should be getting back home,” I murmured softly, rubbing Jake behind his ears. He moved his head up and down as if to nod and then got into his take off position. I knew that position too well – he wanted to race me. I chuckled and took my place beside him.


“And as usual, I’m going to beat you,” I said. Jake rolled his eyes. “One, two, three. GO!”

Of course I reached the edge of the forest a few seconds before Jake did, but that was he let me win. He went back into the forest to shift back into his human form.


It took him a while, but at last he came back. Jacob Black, my Jacob, walked out from behind the trees. As he came towards me, wearing just his cut jeans and that grin of his that made my own lips curve upwards, I took in everything about him. His deep set skin tone, his dark eyes, his hair – which was cropped the way I liked it. My eyes traveled down his neck, across his shoulders to his arms which supported biceps. Traveling south, my eyes noted his abdominal muscles – ooh, the ripple mounds of goodness. My Hands so desperately wanted to reach out, to touch, to feel, to…


“Ness?” Jake said, sounding unsure. Crap, he must have noticed my ogling. He looked down at himself self consciously, “is there something on me?”


“No – I mean yes. I meant I thought I saw something… Never mind,” I flustered, trying to cover up. Jake grinned again and pulled me into one of his bear hugs. “I hear your mom and dad calling us. We should go.”


Dad! Urgh, I’d forgotten about him. I hope he wasn’t close enough to hear my thoughts about Jake earlier. I dread to think his reaction…


Jake led me up to my grandparents’ house. Inside Uncle Emmet had his arms around Aunt Rose as they sat on the couch, watching T.V. Aunt Alice was crouched on the floor, her head between her hands, as though concentrating. She was probably “looking” for something in the future. Uncle Jazz was rubbing her back, as though soothing her. Was something wrong?


“No, honey, nothings wrong,” answered my dad’s voice. He and mum stepped out of the kitchen, smiling. “On the contrary, things are about to get more exciting.


“Oh great, it’s all gone!” complained Alice. She pointed at Jake. “Oh right, that’s why. Mr. Wolf is coming along.” She smiled at me, “I should have seen that coming.”


“You wouldn’t have been able to anyway,” Jake teased, kissing my forehead. A shiver of pleasure ran down my body.


“Well, the two of you better get packing,” said Dad. Then looked at Alice, “Oh right. You’ve already picked out their clothes for each day and packed them.”


Alice smirked.


“Dad, what’s going on?” I asked.


“We’re going on… ‘vacation’, Renesmee,” answered Mum.


“Really? Where too?” Weird, we’ve never done something like this before.


“To Africa,” answered Carlisle, my granddad. He and Grandma Esme were coming down the staircase. “We’re going to book the tickets now. I assume you will be joining us, Jacob?”


“Yes, doc,” answered Jake, as he squeezed my hand, “I’d never leave my Nessie.”


I felt the heat rush up to my cheeks, causing me to blush ferociously. His Nessie. I liked the way he said that.


Dad cleared his throat and gave me a stern look, though it seemed as though he was suppressing a smile.


“So, is everyone going?” I asked in attempt to change my thoughts.


“Of course, shorty,” grinned Emmet, “You didn’t think we were going to let you guys enjoy all the cheetahs and leopards.”


I frowned, “Cheetahs? Leopards? I’m guessing we’re not going to Egypt to visit the vampire clan there?”


“No, honey. Carlisle wanted to pay South Africa a little visit. He has some medical business he wanted to sort out,” answered Esme. “We thought we’d make a bit of a vacation out of it. At least then you and Jake will have something to tell your new friends at school.”


School… Right. I gulped as the fear caused a horrible feeling in my stomach.


“Ness, you’re going to be fine,” said Dad soothingly, “your friends are going to love you.”


“Of course they will. Otherwise they’ll have to answer to me,” said Jake, rubbing my back. He glanced at the clock on the wall. “Well I need to go and finalize things with the pack. How long do you think we’ll be gone for?”


“About a month at the most,” answered Mum, “Don’t worry, we’ll be back before September.”


“Alright. I’ll be back in ten minute. Don’t miss me too much,” teased Jake, pressing his cheek on my head.


A bear hug later, I stood and waved by the doorway as I watched him run out the house towards the forest, towards La Push. I hated moments like this.


“So, where about in South Africa are we going?” I asked as I turned around to face my family.


“Well, we’ll be residing on the Easy Coast,” answered Carlisle, “but for hunting we’ll go up further north.”


“Yeah, that’s where all the good stuff is,” said Emmet menacingly.


“But we’ll have to be careful,” warned Jazz, “Most of their wildlife is protected. We’ll have to find a less conspicuous spot.”


“And Jake can’t be in his wolf form for most of the time,” said Mum, “South Africans aren’t accustomed to seeing wolves among their wildlife.”


My knowledge on South Africa was minimal, so this was all news to me.


“Right, the tickets have been booked,” announced Esme, as she turned to face us, “We’ll be leaving in an hour.”


“Come on Ness,” Alice came over to me. “I can’t let you go like that to the airport in that.”


I looked down at my clothes. Right, going to the airport with blood stained clothes wasn’t exactly normal for a human – then again I wasn’t exactly a normal human either.


I let Alice drag me up the staircase, towards my slow torture…

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AWW this is so cute !!! Keep writing.Just one question.
When Nessie says " these stupid teenage, human hormones were interfering with my feelings and thinking." What does she mean? What is she feeling that is interfering? I know she is worried about getting lost but that doesn't really have anything to do with hormones. I mean if she was thinking of Jake ... then that I would think is more dealing with teenage hormones. And even then, it's not like the vampires don;t feel things either. They get distracted a lot easier than humans do, so I think their hormones would be a lot more problematic. Anyhow Im just thinking out loud. lol I dont really know what im talking about anymore. I do love how different this story is than the other Nessie and Jake stories ... it's very creative!
GREAT JOB ... hope the next chapter is up soon :) (Hint Hint ;) :P )
Basically she is refering to the fact that her hormones are "influenicing" the way she thinks and feels. Because she is half vampire and half human, everything for her is different as compared to the way humans or vampires would think and feel. (This will be explained in the next chapter! Hopefully it won't be too confusing then =) ).

Here, you can see Nessie's "human side". She tends to worry about things that concern her family and Jake - much like her mother when she was a human =) She is also very particular about everything and worries about small detail.

I hope this helps!
oh ok I think I see where you're going with that! just like Bella (lol) Can;t wait for the next chapters ... hope they're up soon ! Good luck on your tests!
hahaha i just love the family bond and this story hope to read more soon
I realy like your story.
pleeeeaassseee keeeeeeeeeep writing :)
SOOOOOON :D
Haha, most of my tests are over now; so I'll be able to will be able to post up more soon.
omg good! lmao!
i hate tests ughh lol
the story is great by the way!!
amazing job...
=)
PLEASE WRITE! UR A REALLY GOOD RIGHTER! c{:
lol write more plz!! i love this story
Hey guys!

I'm soooo sorry that I didn't post this weekend, but it looks like my pc has contracted a virus or something and I don't know when its gonna be back to normal!

Hopefully I'll be able to post soon!

Mishka
A/N: My apologies for the DELAYED update. Blame modern day technology!
Chapter Five: Reflections

All ten of us took off through the night, leaving a trail of dust behind us.

Carlisle, Esme and Emmet ran a bit faster than us; so as to lead us in the right direction. Mum could have easily overtaken all of them, seeing that she was the “youngest” vampire, but she and dad stayed close to Jake and me.

Jake yelped and turned his head towards me, as if to say “You call this a race?”. That tease awoke my competitive spirit and I started to pick up speed as we ran. He, of course, had no problem keeping up.

Hormones are so powerful that they make you forget about everything else. They tend to fuel one emotion at a time; be it rage, love or even fear. Dad and Jasper say I fell them very strongly because I’m half human – half vampire. I experience all human emotions – like jealousy earlier – but they are powerful because of my being part vampire. And now it’s much worse due to my accelerated growth. Hormones have kicked in big time and Dad tends to keep a close check on my thoughts – probably because of Jake and the imprinting.

When I was born, the first thing I’d seen was my mother’s face. A fragile little human, she was. Her face had exhaustion etched all over it. And even though I was just a new born, I remember the pain and guilt I felt, to realize it was me who had caused her that pain. I’d never quite forgiven myself for doing that to her. I felt even worse when I’d bitten her by mistake. I’d make it all up to her again one day, I promise.

Aunt Rose had taken me out of the room to the lounge. I heard another set of footsteps follow and another beating heart. And being as curious as babies are, I looked around to find the source. And that was when I saw him.

Jacob had been looking at me, his eyes filled with hatred, heartbreak and destruction. He looked ready for a fight.

But when we made eye contact, it all disappeared. There was an instant connection between us; one that leaves you speechless. Nothing else in the world mattered, just that one person. He glowed.

The connection was strong that it literally pulled us closer together. Jake started walking towards us, his footsteps much softer, his movements cautious yet determined. He asked Aunt Rose to let him hold me. I was more than willing to stretch up and allow Jake to take me, but, of course, Aunt Rose had refused. They got into an argument and I could see Jake’s body begin to tremble. I sensed some kind of danger, so I did the only thing I was capable of doing at the time.

I reached out and touched both Jake and Aunt Rose’s faces, sending them images of their arguing, trying to tell them to stop and that I wanted Jake to hold me. That shut them both up.

Naturally Aunt Rose couldn’t deny me what I wanted, so handed me over to Jake. He seemed very stunned, probably because of my gift, but Jake held out his arms, his eyes never leaving mine. Once I was in his arms, I pressed my face against his chest, inhaling his scent – so I’d be able to identify him. Ah, the woodsy smell was mouth watering… so I bit him.

Mmm… he tasted good. I looked up to see Jake’s expression – uh oh, what if I hurt him the way I hurt mum?

But he just chuckled at my reaction. I looked down to where I had bitten him, expecting to see teeth marks. But there was absolutely nothing, not even a scratch. My eyes met his again and he laughed “Rensemee” in my ear. From that day on, he was always near, to be there when I needed him. My Jacob.


The howling winds were dying down to a gentle breeze. We were now running on open land so it was easy to spot everyone. Jake was right next to me, while Mum and Dad had decided it was safe to run a bit ahead of us. That was a good thing, because I was trying to make sense of something that had been troubling me for a while; Jake’s imprinting. And I don’t think Dad would appreciate seeing his daughter’s thoughts revolve around a boy like that.

I found out about Jake’s imprinting a while back, about two years after I was born. I had walked in on Jake, Embry and Quil talking at La Push about Imprinting. I was trying to sneak up on Jake, just being playful, when I heard my name in the conversation.


“Quil, you’ve got Claire and Jake’s got Renesemee,” said Embry, “When am I going to finally imprint?”

“When the right one comes,” soothed Jake.

“Yeah, and maybe it’s worth the wait,” said Quil, “Then you won’t have to wait I like have to with Claire, not that I mind. Jake has it easy, what with Nessie’s growth. In a few years she’ll be yours.”

What does he mean? And what’s “imprint”?

“Jake, what is imprinting like?” asked Embry. “How did you know that that was imprinting. That you had finally found her?”

“Embry, how many times have I told you this?”
“Just please tell me again. So I know when I do imprint.”

“You forget everything else. The only thing you see and hear is her,” said Quil.

“And you don’t tremble, you glow.”

Glow? Like when I first saw Jake?

I tried to get a bit closer to hear, but had forgotten to be quiet about it. Of course Jake had realized it was me, hiding behind the door eavesdropping, and later he had asked me what exactly I’d heard. That’s when I asked him.

“Jake, what’s ‘imprinting’?”

He was silent. I reached out and touched his face, sending him images of the conversation.

“I… I don’t know if I’m allowed to tell you right now, Ness,” said Jake worried.

“Why?”

“I’ll have to speak to your parents first,” he replied.

So, when we went home, I ran straight to Mum and Dad and, without saying a word, I sent them images of my eavesdropping.

“Mum. Dad. What’s imprinting?” I asked.

Dad looked straight at Jake. “How much does she know?”

“Whatever she overheard, but that’s it. I didn’t tell her anything.”

“He said he had to ask you first,” I pitched in. “Please tell me.”

And I put on my sweetest puppy dog face I could come up with.

“Alright,” sighed Dad, “we knew this day would come – but not this soon. Jake, this is your thing to tell. Would you like us to leave the room?”

Whether they did or not, I didn’t care. All my attention was on Jake. He told me that imprinting was when a werewolf found their soul mate, the one they’re meant to be with. He told me that the werewolf would become anything their imprint needed – be it best friend, brother or lover. He would be their protector. Jake described to me the feeling of imprinting. It reminded me of the first time we’d seen each other, and how we had connected instantaneously. He had been avoiding the part I’d wanted to know, so I asked him

“Jake, who did you imprint on?

I held my breath.

“You, Rensemee, I imprinted on you. But you need to understand something, right now I’m what you need; your best friend. I don’t have a choice, but you do. You mustn’t feel obliged to do something you don’t want to do.”

He looked a bit pained when he said that. So, to break the tension, I asked, “Jake, you said that the wolf would become anything their imprint needed, right?”

“Yes,” he answered unsurely.

“So, Jake, would you be my best friend?” I asked, smiling.

The corners of his lips turned up, forming my favourite grin. “Of course, Ms Cullen.”



I was ecstatic when I found out that Jake had imprinted on me, but I tried to hide it. Of course it made me more possessive of him.

There was only one problem now. I now thought of Jake as more than a friend, and I wanted to take it to the next step. But I wasn’t sure how Jake felt about it. I mean, what if he “got over” me over the past few years and only thought of me as a friend?

“Renesemee Carlie Cullen, what did I tell you earlier?” murmured Dad, low enough for just my ears. “He only has eyes for one person. And don’t doubt the power of imprinting.”

I smiled, being comforted by that thought. Maybe I should actually speak to Jake about how I felt now, about how my “needs” have changed.

“And you can speak about you ‘needs’ later,” said Dad in a stern voice, though he was smiling. “Right now though, we need to get across this border without needing to get into too much trouble. We’ve reached the border now.”
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