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Jacob
Renesmee. My beautiful Renesmee. I MUST be dead. Here she was, dancing to an unearthly melody, her long, bronze hair twisting as she spun and shining in the sun. Then the vision disappeared.
Renesmee looked at me. Her body faded.
"No!" I barked, running towards her as fast as my four legs could carry me. I got there too late. Renesmee disappeared. I looked around, and heard Renesmee laugh behind me. I turned around. Renesmee was running away, looking behind her every few seconds. She ran like I was chasing her. As she took another step, she faded. I heard her singing. I phased and looked to my left. There she was in a tree, singing one of her own compositions.
"What if you left,
Me here,
Just left me to die,
to fear?
All of my heart
Would seek out yours,
For that's the only
Thing I hold.
What if...
What if you left me,
here..."
As she finished the chorus, she disappeared. I heard a booming round of applause. I looked behind me to find Mark, well dressed, applauding Renesmee, who was now gone.
"Bravo! She's quite good, isn't she?" he taunted.
"Where is my Renesmee?" I commanded. Mark turned his head.
"Renesmee, hon, come on out," he called. Then the most beautiful figure appeared out of the shadows. She was wearing a flowing, silken dress, similar to what the visions were wearing. The white cloth looked alien. It flowed down her legs and didn't pick up a speck of dirt as it trailed behind her.
"Do you recognize this man? He seems to know you," Mark said.
"Yes," Renesmee whispered. This couldn't be Renesmee. Her pupils changed their size whenever she looked to the light. Her eyes were sparkling whenever she looked at Mark, like she liked him, but was hiding it. Her heart beat... HER HEART.
"What'd you DO to my Renesmee?" I commanded.
"YOUR Renesmee?" Renesmee scoffed. Her arms folded across her chest.
"Renesmee, you're not real. The real you is dead in the Cullens' house. You're just, an image," I explained.
"EXCUSE me?" Renesmee yelled. "An IMAGE?!"
"Yes. Mark made your body, stole your heart, and put it into a mindless shell."
"MINDLESS?!!!" Renesmee screamed.
"Oh, shoot, I meant that you don't know what Mark is, or what he is capable of."
Renesmee wiped her eyes. Tears flowed down anyways. She ran away, crying. Before she disappeared behind the trees, she turned around and yelled, "You didn't DO anything! My real body is in the house. Mark duplicated it so I can live. I'M not DEAD! Mark actually saved me when the vortex closed!" She turned and ran.
I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"Go home," Mark said gently. "I'll talk to her."
I watched as he ran in the same direction. I shifted and ran back home. I thought nothing as I went upstairs to Renemee's room. I didn't want to get Edward's hopes up. I sat down at the piano she had in her room and finished the composition she sang.
"I'll cry,
I'll die,
If I don't have you in my arms.
Please, baby,
Don't leave me,
Alone."
I held her hand as I fell asleep next to her body.
Jacob
Renesmee. My beautiful Renesmee. I MUST be dead. Here she was, dancing to an unearthly melody, her long, bronze hair twisting as she spun and shining in the sun. Then the vision disappeared.
Renesmee looked at me. Her body faded.
"No!" I barked, running towards her as fast as my four legs could carry me. I got there too late. Renesmee disappeared. I looked around, and heard Renesmee laugh behind me. I turned around. Renesmee was running away, looking behind her every few seconds. She ran like I was chasing her. As she took another step, she faded. I heard her singing. I phased and looked to my left. There she was in a tree, singing one of her own compositions.
"What if you left,
Me here,
Just left me to die,
to fear?
All of my heart
Would seek out yours,
For that's the only
Thing I hold.
What if...
What if you left me,
here..."
As she finished the chorus, she disappeared. I heard a booming round of applause. I looked behind me to find Mark, well dressed, applauding Renesmee, who was now gone.
"Bravo! She's quite good, isn't she?" he taunted.
"Where is my Renesmee?" I commanded. Mark turned his head.
"Renesmee, hon, come on out," he called. Then the most beautiful figure appeared out of the shadows. She was wearing a flowing, silken dress, similar to what the visions were wearing. The white cloth looked alien. It flowed down her legs and didn't pick up a speck of dirt as it trailed behind her.
"Do you recognize this man? He seems to know you," Mark said.
"Yes," Renesmee whispered. This couldn't be Renesmee. Her pupils changed their size whenever she looked to the light. Her eyes were sparkling whenever she looked at Mark, like she liked him, but was hiding it. Her heart beat... HER HEART.
"What'd you DO to my Renesmee?" I commanded.
"YOUR Renesmee?" Renesmee scoffed. Her arms folded across her chest.
"Renesmee, you're not real. The real you is dead in the Cullens' house. You're just, an image," I explained.
"EXCUSE me?" Renesmee yelled. "An IMAGE?!"
"Yes. Mark made your body, stole your heart, and put it into a mindless shell."
"MINDLESS?!!!" Renesmee screamed.
"Oh, shoot, I meant that you don't know what Mark is, or what he is capable of."
Renesmee wiped her eyes. Tears flowed down anyways. She ran away, crying. Before she disappeared behind the trees, she turned around and yelled, "You didn't DO anything! My real body is in the house. Mark duplicated it so I can live. I'M not DEAD! Mark actually saved me when the vortex closed!" She turned and ran.
I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"Go home," Mark said gently. "I'll talk to her."
I watched as he ran in the same direction. I shifted and ran back home. I thought nothing as I went upstairs to Renemee's room. I didn't want to get Edward's hopes up. I sat down at the piano she had in her room and finished the composition she sang.
"I'll cry,
I'll die,
If I don't have you in my arms.
Please, baby,
Don't leave me,
Alone."
I held her hand as I fell asleep next to her body.
Russet Noon - The Tribute Sequel to Breaking Dawn
