Two whole days have past and no nightmares, even though it was two in the morning. In fact sleep didn’t even ‘summon’ me!
I suddenly felt the urge to go into the forest, it was so powerful. Even my instinct told me to go. I hopped down the stairs and right into the wonderful nature, I felt like in some sort drama film where the girl start to sing about how happy they are. But of course I’m not going to sing. I wondered around the forest that I knew better than the back of my hand. I walked into the field I knew so well, and all my happiness just melted and the fear grew inside me, taller than any skyscraper, taller than any plane could fly. The wind battered me, my imagination worked overtime, it sounded like the voice whispering my name. My instincts made me turn, the trees all looked beautiful, even though they were blurry from the speed I was turning; the trees the, the bushes, the dark spot in the moonlight- the spot?! I stopped dead in my tracks… fear completely froze my body, it froze my stomach, I could feel it whilst breathing.
“Cynnddylan.” I whispered. I knew this was no dream, this was solid reality.
“Renesmee…” he whispered softly. It all made sense, the urge was his power.
“Why…?” I whimpered, no. I wasn’t even going to try and sound brave.
“I want you,” he said coldly, before he even finished speaking he was less than a metre away from me.
“..Dead!? Is that why you’re here? Why didn’t you do it earlier?” I yelled angrily, I has relieved that didn’t sound like a whimper.
“No, no, no. That not it. I shall make all the Cullens suffer; and you’ll watch.” He explained.
“You pathetic moron!” I scoffed. His evil smile faded and replaced it with pure anger.
“MORON! MORON!? I AM IMMORTAL! I HAVE INSIDE ME BLOOD OF KINGS!” he yelled so loud, I bet the even Charlie heard.
“Every one in your world is! Duh!” I said. Where did that come from? But, then again, it’s true.
“I HAVE THE GREATEST POWER OF ALL; MIND CONTROL!” he roared.
“Well we’ve got a shield that block your power.” A voice shouted from behind. It was my mother hissing to the vampire attacking her daughter. Me. I held my breath. Behind my mother were Jacob and Edward. Their faces showed no expression only their eyes showed pure anger and hatred towards Cynddylan. I collapsed towards the ground when my knees bailed beneath me. My hands were scraped and they stung. Why us? Why them? I thought angrily. Jacob’s face crumpled into my rage. He was brave enough to show it, I however, was not. Behind the trio of vampires came Esme, Jasper, Alice, Emmett and Rosalie. They all had their no expression expression on. Their eyes burnt the same golden fire as my mother’s and father’s. The golden flames danced angrily showing their true expression deep within them. Their bodies were stiff and frozen. The Cullens and Jacob army stood together menacingly. Their faces frightened me. The moon disappeared into the skies and my heartbeat increased. Jacob took the first step towards Cynddylan and spoke dangerously, “And we intend use it.”
“Intelligente cane.” Cynddylan spoke in Italian with the same amount of venom as Jacob had. Jacob started towards him but Edward put a hand on his shoulder. Jacob sighed and retreated back towards the Cullens. My spine felt a slight tingle run up and down it. The shiver was nothing to do with the cold but Jacob thought it was, naturally. He held out his arms and gestured to come and get warm. I obeyed but Cynddylan put his cold black cane with a round silver ball on it onto my shoulder. Nobody gasped or moved they just stared. Jacob however, lunged towards him but Cynddylan held up his free hand. His face lightened and Jacob fell to the lush grass in the forest. The smile on Cynddylan’s face became smug and ethically wrong. My stomach churned. I felt sick. My mind was twisting violently and I saw two of everything. I suddenly remembered the breath I was holding a let it out in a gush. It danced away in the cold air. My mind steadied and my dizziness slowed. The tree’s leaves rustled and fell elegantly through the darkness that constituted the frightened atmosphere. Cynddylan lifted his cane and put it back in place next to his right leg. His black gloves squelched. “I think it would be better if you didn’t come any closer, don’t you?” Cynddylan teased. “I will let her go if you leave now and come back tomorrow.”
Jacob shook all over. He stepped closer to Cynddylan. Cynddylan lifted one pale hand and clicked his fingers. I cried in pain and horror. Jacob had fallen to the floor with a bite at his neck looking a shade of white under his warm, russet skin. He lay there like a strewn toy. Broken. “JACOB!” I gasped, too any thoughts came to mind. I had to do something. I ran to him and knelt beside him. I shook him and screamed his name. No reply. I cried into his chest and shook him violently. I looked up at the place where Cynddylan had been standing to see nothing. Darkness. I became numb. I couldn’t feel the cold air nipping at me. I couldn’t feel pain that should have hit me like a bullet in my back. Nothing. I cried Jacob’s name several times. The moon and stars seemed to disappear behind the grey fog that was the clouds. I sobbed for Jacob to wake up. To stop dreaming. Emmett eventually grabbed my arms. “NO!” I screeched trying to pull them free. I was unsuccessful and was dragged away from him. Emmett dragged me over to my calm mother. Jasper looked as if he was trying his hardest to calm me down, but I defied him. I remained panicked. My mother grasped my shoulders. She was trying to sooth me like a baby and asked me to look at her. I tore my eyes from the half dead body on the floor and looked at my mother. She looked into my wide, tear filled eyes. “Renesmee, you can save him. You can. I’m just as scared and heartbroken as you but you have to pull yourself together. All you have to do is suck the venom out like your father did to me.” She explained what I needed to do. I took a deep breath and let it out. I ran to the half dead Jacob lying on the green grass. I took his poor, wounded neck in my hands. His head flopped over my arm. I brought his neck to my lips and I started sucking. After a while I pulled away from his cold throat to look at his dead expression. I had to suck the blood out, be a TRUE vampire, but I can’t do it to MY boyfriend! I had to.
I pressed my lips against his neck and began to suck; it felt like sucking from a giant straw, I felt Jacob’s blood slither down my throat again. Some of it slid down my chin. Yuck! I couldn’t lose control. If I did, I would kill Jacob. My heart felt frozen. Jacob’s body was as cold as a winter night’s breeze. His normally 101 degrees heat that radiated of him had evaporated into ice. The rapid awareness of thirst would take over more often than not. I would just ignore it. When nothing happened and Jacob’s heart rate decreased, I started to panic again. I pulled my mouth away from his un-moving body and cried. I had made it worse. Jacob was going to die. All because of me-trying to save him. I lie on his chest to try and listen for his heartbeat. My father ran over to me and stroked my hair. He picked the broken doll Jacob easily and carried him to his silver Volvo. He lay him in the back of the shiny car and shut the door. He then called my name and pointed to the car. I ran over as fast as I could. My legs felt like rubber and my heart pounded. I climbed into the back of the car with Jacob and shut the door. If he wakes up at all,” I started but was interrupted by my father shaking his head and stomping his foot on the accelerator.
I suddenly felt the urge to go into the forest, it was so powerful. Even my instinct told me to go. I hopped down the stairs and right into the wonderful nature, I felt like in some sort drama film where the girl start to sing about how happy they are. But of course I’m not going to sing. I wondered around the forest that I knew better than the back of my hand. I walked into the field I knew so well, and all my happiness just melted and the fear grew inside me, taller than any skyscraper, taller than any plane could fly. The wind battered me, my imagination worked overtime, it sounded like the voice whispering my name. My instincts made me turn, the trees all looked beautiful, even though they were blurry from the speed I was turning; the trees the, the bushes, the dark spot in the moonlight- the spot?! I stopped dead in my tracks… fear completely froze my body, it froze my stomach, I could feel it whilst breathing.
“Cynnddylan.” I whispered. I knew this was no dream, this was solid reality.
“Renesmee…” he whispered softly. It all made sense, the urge was his power.
“Why…?” I whimpered, no. I wasn’t even going to try and sound brave.
“I want you,” he said coldly, before he even finished speaking he was less than a metre away from me.
“..Dead!? Is that why you’re here? Why didn’t you do it earlier?” I yelled angrily, I has relieved that didn’t sound like a whimper.
“No, no, no. That not it. I shall make all the Cullens suffer; and you’ll watch.” He explained.
“You pathetic moron!” I scoffed. His evil smile faded and replaced it with pure anger.
“MORON! MORON!? I AM IMMORTAL! I HAVE INSIDE ME BLOOD OF KINGS!” he yelled so loud, I bet the even Charlie heard.
“Every one in your world is! Duh!” I said. Where did that come from? But, then again, it’s true.
“I HAVE THE GREATEST POWER OF ALL; MIND CONTROL!” he roared.
“Well we’ve got a shield that block your power.” A voice shouted from behind. It was my mother hissing to the vampire attacking her daughter. Me. I held my breath. Behind my mother were Jacob and Edward. Their faces showed no expression only their eyes showed pure anger and hatred towards Cynddylan. I collapsed towards the ground when my knees bailed beneath me. My hands were scraped and they stung. Why us? Why them? I thought angrily. Jacob’s face crumpled into my rage. He was brave enough to show it, I however, was not. Behind the trio of vampires came Esme, Jasper, Alice, Emmett and Rosalie. They all had their no expression expression on. Their eyes burnt the same golden fire as my mother’s and father’s. The golden flames danced angrily showing their true expression deep within them. Their bodies were stiff and frozen. The Cullens and Jacob army stood together menacingly. Their faces frightened me. The moon disappeared into the skies and my heartbeat increased. Jacob took the first step towards Cynddylan and spoke dangerously, “And we intend use it.”
“Intelligente cane.” Cynddylan spoke in Italian with the same amount of venom as Jacob had. Jacob started towards him but Edward put a hand on his shoulder. Jacob sighed and retreated back towards the Cullens. My spine felt a slight tingle run up and down it. The shiver was nothing to do with the cold but Jacob thought it was, naturally. He held out his arms and gestured to come and get warm. I obeyed but Cynddylan put his cold black cane with a round silver ball on it onto my shoulder. Nobody gasped or moved they just stared. Jacob however, lunged towards him but Cynddylan held up his free hand. His face lightened and Jacob fell to the lush grass in the forest. The smile on Cynddylan’s face became smug and ethically wrong. My stomach churned. I felt sick. My mind was twisting violently and I saw two of everything. I suddenly remembered the breath I was holding a let it out in a gush. It danced away in the cold air. My mind steadied and my dizziness slowed. The tree’s leaves rustled and fell elegantly through the darkness that constituted the frightened atmosphere. Cynddylan lifted his cane and put it back in place next to his right leg. His black gloves squelched. “I think it would be better if you didn’t come any closer, don’t you?” Cynddylan teased. “I will let her go if you leave now and come back tomorrow.”
Jacob shook all over. He stepped closer to Cynddylan. Cynddylan lifted one pale hand and clicked his fingers. I cried in pain and horror. Jacob had fallen to the floor with a bite at his neck looking a shade of white under his warm, russet skin. He lay there like a strewn toy. Broken. “JACOB!” I gasped, too any thoughts came to mind. I had to do something. I ran to him and knelt beside him. I shook him and screamed his name. No reply. I cried into his chest and shook him violently. I looked up at the place where Cynddylan had been standing to see nothing. Darkness. I became numb. I couldn’t feel the cold air nipping at me. I couldn’t feel pain that should have hit me like a bullet in my back. Nothing. I cried Jacob’s name several times. The moon and stars seemed to disappear behind the grey fog that was the clouds. I sobbed for Jacob to wake up. To stop dreaming. Emmett eventually grabbed my arms. “NO!” I screeched trying to pull them free. I was unsuccessful and was dragged away from him. Emmett dragged me over to my calm mother. Jasper looked as if he was trying his hardest to calm me down, but I defied him. I remained panicked. My mother grasped my shoulders. She was trying to sooth me like a baby and asked me to look at her. I tore my eyes from the half dead body on the floor and looked at my mother. She looked into my wide, tear filled eyes. “Renesmee, you can save him. You can. I’m just as scared and heartbroken as you but you have to pull yourself together. All you have to do is suck the venom out like your father did to me.” She explained what I needed to do. I took a deep breath and let it out. I ran to the half dead Jacob lying on the green grass. I took his poor, wounded neck in my hands. His head flopped over my arm. I brought his neck to my lips and I started sucking. After a while I pulled away from his cold throat to look at his dead expression. I had to suck the blood out, be a TRUE vampire, but I can’t do it to MY boyfriend! I had to.
I pressed my lips against his neck and began to suck; it felt like sucking from a giant straw, I felt Jacob’s blood slither down my throat again. Some of it slid down my chin. Yuck! I couldn’t lose control. If I did, I would kill Jacob. My heart felt frozen. Jacob’s body was as cold as a winter night’s breeze. His normally 101 degrees heat that radiated of him had evaporated into ice. The rapid awareness of thirst would take over more often than not. I would just ignore it. When nothing happened and Jacob’s heart rate decreased, I started to panic again. I pulled my mouth away from his un-moving body and cried. I had made it worse. Jacob was going to die. All because of me-trying to save him. I lie on his chest to try and listen for his heartbeat. My father ran over to me and stroked my hair. He picked the broken doll Jacob easily and carried him to his silver Volvo. He lay him in the back of the shiny car and shut the door. He then called my name and pointed to the car. I ran over as fast as I could. My legs felt like rubber and my heart pounded. I climbed into the back of the car with Jacob and shut the door. If he wakes up at all,” I started but was interrupted by my father shaking his head and stomping his foot on the accelerator.
