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It's EDWARD on BREAKING (but not the whole BREAKING DAWN)

Submitted: April 16, 2010

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Submitted: April 16, 2010



What was Edward thinking during the time he and his whole family and friends, not to mention his wife, Bella, and their daughter, Renesmee was in grave danger?


Well this is what I think was going on his head. Hope you Twi-Hards like it…



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 Bella was in my arms, her face strained. Either she was having a hard time on her shield or she was just plainly angry and undecided on the outcome, afraid for what will happen to our only daughter. Just like me.

I felt all hope was lost, I can read in Aro’s mind, he was more than regrettable for letting me, Bella, Zafrina, Kate and Benjamin be, our talents were something he wanted, he was even having thoughts about little Maggie, but for him, her talent was minimal. But he wanted Bella; her gift was something he wanted dearly, almost as much as he wanted Alice.



Wherever she is now, killing Demetri is the only thing that will make her and Jasper safe now. That’s all I can do for her now.


Edward! I shuddered. This voice, it could not be. I had no words, all this time, I never imagined to her this voice – even it was in her mental voice. Still, I never expected this. Alice. She was here.

I can vaguely hear her; she was still out of range for me to hear her clearly. Four minds ran with her: two females and two males. The other female was Kachiri, Senna and Zafrina’s sister; I have heard her mental voice before, the other male was Jasper of course. He was beside Alice, running with her, not letting her be in any danger’s way. Even so, his thoughts ran to our family, our friends.

The other two were new to me, I never heard their voices before, and what made me wonder was that they were linked, connected in a bond similar to me and Bella and Renesmee. A bond of a true family: a loving and caring family.

Edward, I have something here. Alice’s mental voice said in a calm and sure voice, no sign of distress.


Her thoughts ran through what she and Jasper had been looking for, and why they needed Kachiri. Kachiri, was somewhat was a tracker, she can find someone, but only in a place she knew well, a place she familiar with. And Alice knew it. She knew what was she looking for, even with the blind spots, she was never late. She was quick with everything, almost omniscient. I smiled.


Missed me, Eddie? She was thrilled to be back home, and so was Jasper, but the threat was getting on his mood.

You have no idea, Alice. I would have loved to say to her.

I can see that you’re planning to hug me to death. She joked. I smiled, almost laughing.


“I must make the deciding vote, it seems,” Aro said.


She had brought us something that could save us all.


“Yes!” I shrieked. Maybe Alice was right; I can hug her too much that might kill her. How ironic.

The volturi guards were taken off guard by my sudden jolt of hope. They were unsure if I was still sane.

“Aro?” I called; I tried hard to cover the joy in my voice. Bella shot me a glance of confusion.


Aro was hesitating, he was measuring, thinking to decipher into my mood, “Yes, Edward? You have something further…?”

“Perhaps” they excitement and joy was overwhelming, hard to cover up. Alice and the other were nearing now.


There is something going on, interesting. Aro thought, “Certainly” still measuring as he answered.


“The danger you foresee from my daughter—this stems entirely from our inability to guess how she will develop? That is the crux of the matter?” I asked.


“Yes, friend Edward,” Aro said, agreeing with me. “If we could but be positive… be sure that, as she grows, she will be able to stay concealed from the human world—not endanger the safety of our obscurity . . .” He shrugged.

“So, if we could only know for sure, exactly what she will become… then there would be no need for a council at all?” I was getting too much excited, but I was good enough of liar to cover that in my voice now.


“If there was some way to be absolutely sure,” Aro agreed with me, unsure where I was taking him, “Then, yes, there would be no question to debate.”


“And we would part in peace, good friends once again?” now this was getting ironic.


“Of course, my young friend. Nothing would please me more.”


Young? Does he have any idea how old you are Edward. Alice laughed lightly.


I chuckled, “Then I do have something more to offer.”


Aro’s eyes narrowed, he was getting suspicious with me. “She is absolutely unique. Her future can only be guessed at.”


“Not absolutely unique” I said, disagreeing coolly, “Rare, certainly, but not one of a kind”


I like the description, and so does Nahuel, Alice thrilled, Nahuel the other boy Alice had brought, Huilen was the other woman.


I smiled happily, then, I felt something, an angry jolt of pain, directed to Bella. Anger swept through, how dare her.

“Aro, would you ask Jane to stop attacking my wife?” I asked courteous as I can manage. “We are still discussing evidence.”


Aro raised his hand, “Peace dear ones. Let us him out.”


Finally, Jane backed off, Alec forcing her to obey their master, Bella was pleased, I smiled at her, and she was looking at Jane, with a very smug look. Still she was just so beautiful.


Alice was fast approaching.


“Why don’t you join us, Alice?” I called through the trees.


“Alice,” Esme murmured in shock.


“Alice!” Bella whispered.


Alice, Alice, Alice! There mental voices alarmed and glad at Alice’s name.


“Alice!” “Alice!” more voices said.


“Alice,” Aro breathed. His thoughts were clouded again by that one true desire he ever wanted more than anything. His thoughts ran around Alice as she walked out of the trees.

He was imagining Alice, cloaked in dark cloak, almost darker than Jane’s and Alec’s and Renata’s. Alice would be by his side. His new image now: Alice having blood-red eyes, smiling at him, obeying him.


I snickered. That will never happen.


Alice walked towards us, every friends and family hugging and adoring her, she light went beside me. I nudge her a bit.


Please, have some conscience, don’t hug me to death. Alice thought, her thoughts smug and playful.


“Alice has been searching for her own witnesses these last weeks,” I said to them. “And she does not come back empty-handed. Alice, why don’t you introduce the witnesses you’ve brought?”


Caius snarled. “The time for witnesses is past! Cast your vote, Aro!”


Aro raised a finger and slowly putting on top on his pale lips, he was silencing his brother, his eyes never leaving Alice’s face.


Alice stepped forward lightly, “This is Huilen and her nephew, Nahuel.”


It’s been such a long time hearing her actual voice. It felt like she had never left us. And she did, she never left her thoughts on us. Ever since, I can see that.


“Speak, Huilen,” Aro commanded. “Give us the witness you were brought to bear.”


She looked up at Alice, Alice nodded, and Kachiri held her hand and laid it on Huilen’s shoulder.


“I am Huilen,” Huilen said, a strange English accent in her words. “A century and a half ago, I lived with my people, the Mapuche. My sister was Pire. Our parents named her after the snow on the mountains because of her fair skin. And she was very beautiful—too beautiful.

She came to me one day in secret and told me of the angel that found her in the woods that visited her by night. I warned her.” Huilen shook her head mournfully. “As if the bruises on her skin were not warning enough. I knew it was the Libishomen of our legends, but she would not listen. She was bewitched.


“She told me when she was sure her dark angel’s child was growing inside her. I didn’t try to discourage her from her plan to run away—I knew even our father and mother would agree that the child must be destroyed, Pire with it. I went with her into the deepest parts of the forest. She searched for her demon angel but found nothing. I cared for her, hunted for her when her strength failed. She ate the animals raw, drinking their blood. I needed no more confirmation of what she carried in her womb. I hoped to save her life before I killed the monster.

“But she loved the child inside her. She called him Nahuel, after the jungle cat, when he grew strong and broke her bones—and loved him still.

“I could not save her. The child ripped his way free of her, and she died quickly, begging all the while that I would care for her Nahuel. Her dying wish—and I agreed.

“He bit me, though, when I tried to lift him from her body. I crawled away into the jungle to die. I didn’t get far—the pain was too much. But he found me; the newborn child struggled through the underbrush to my side and waited for me. When the pain ended, he was curled against my side, sleeping.

“I cared for him until he was able to hunt for himself. We hunted the villages around our forest, staying to ourselves. We have never come so far from our home, but Nahuel wished to see the child here.”


Huilen bowed and hid behind Kachiri.


Aro was now interested, he pursed his lips and examined the boy, “Nahuel, you are one hundred and fifty years old?” he questioned.


“Give or take a decade,” he answered in a clear voice. His accent was barely noticeable compared to his aunt. “We don’t keep track.”


“And you reached maturity at what age?”


“About seven years after my birth, more or less, I was full grown.”


“You have not changed since then?”


Nahuel shrugged. “Not that I’ve noticed.”


“And your diet?” Aro questioned.


“Mostly blood, but some human food, too. I can survive on either.”


“You were able to create an immortal?” Aro gestured to Huilen, his thoughts intense as his voice, he was seeking new holes.


“Yes, but none of the rest can.”


All of us were shocked, even the wives’ faces wrinkled in surprise.


“The rest?” Aro was abruptly oppressed.


 “My sisters” Nahuel said.


“Perhaps you would tell us the rest of your story, for there seems to be more.”


Nahuel frowned.


“My father came looking for me a few years after my mother’s death.” Looked down, mournful, his mind full of his mother’s face when he first saw her, coated with blood, distorted, and dead.

“He was pleased to find me.” It was obvious in his voice that did not care about his father, but has some concerns regarding his half-sisters. “He had two daughters, but no sons. He expected me to join him, as my sisters had.

“He was surprised I was not alone. My sisters are not venomous, but whether that’s due to gender or a random chance… who knows? I already had my family with Huilen, and I was not interested”—he twisted the word—“in making a change. I see him from time to time. I have a new sister; she reached maturity about ten years back.”


“You father’s name?” Caius said with cold anger.


“Joham,” Nahuel answered a blade of distress in his voice. “He considers himself a scientist. He thinks he’s creating a new super-race.” The disgust in his tone was plain.


Caius looked at Bella, “Your daughter” he hissed “is she venomous” my hands turned into fists.


“No” Bella answered in a flat tone.


Nahuel looked up at Bella, his eyes with shock and wonder. He was unsure of what to think, how can a human survive his kind’s arrival? He was presumptuous regarding this topic, I see.

He was focusing on Bella and Renesmee now. His thoughts lingered on how they were linked, if they close. He had thousands of questions.


Caius growled. “We take care of the aberration here, and then follow it south,” he urged Aro.


Aro’s eyes lingered on Carlisle, then on me, and rested on Bella. I listened more closely on Aro’s thoughts.


To my surprise, Aro was glad. He understood Bella’s case. Sulpicia once wanted her own child like Rosalie and Esme. Aro understood that, he understood Bella.


“Brother,” he whispered to Caius. “There appears to be no danger. This is an unusual development, but I see no threat. These half-vampire children are much like us, it appears.”


“Is that your vote?” Caius demanded.


“It is.” Aro whispered in calm tone.


Caius scowled. “And this Joham? This immortal so fond of experimentation?”


“Perhaps we should speak with him,” Aro agreed.


“Stop Joham if you will,” Nahuel said flatly. “But leave my sisters be. They are innocent.”


It seems that I underestimated his concerns towards his sisters.


Aro nodded his expression solemn. And then he turned back to his guard with a warm smile.


“Dear ones,” he called. “We do not fight today.”


The guard followed suite to their master’s word. They repositioned themselves in a way they entered and retrieved towards the mist.


“I’m so glad this could be resolved without violence,” he said. “My friend, Carlisle—how pleased I am to call you friend again! I hope there are no hard feelings. I know you understand the strict burden that our duty places on our shoulders.”


“Leave in peace, Aro,” Carlisle spoke, he was hiding his thoughts on Aro, on he pressed his authority this far, Carlisle felt wrong. “Please remember that we still have our anonymity to protect here, and keep your guard from hunting in this region.”


“Of course, Carlisle,” Aro assured him. “I am sorry to earn your disapproval, my dear friend. Perhaps, in time, you will forgive me.”


“Perhaps, in time, if you prove a friend to us again.”


Aro bowed and left, Renata, Felix and Demetri on his flanks.


“Is it really over?” Bella whispered to me.


I smiled widely at her; there was no ounce question of how happy I am right now. “Yes. They’ve given up. Like all bullies, they’re cowards underneath the swagger.” I laughed lightly.


Alice laughed with me. “Seriously, people. They’re not coming back. Everybody can relax now.”


“Of all the rotten luck” Stefan scowled.


Then out of a sudden: cheers and loud shouts roared out on the clearing.


Rosalie and Emmett kissed again—longer and more ardently than before.

Benjamin and Tia were locked in each other’s arms, as were Carmen and Eleazar. Esme held Alice and Jasper in a tight embrace. Carlisle was warmly thanking the South American newcomers who had saved us all. Kachiri stood very close to Zafrina and Senna, their fingertips interlocked. Garrett picked Kate up off the ground and swung her around in a circle.


Only the Romanians were scowling and looked sour.


Bella half-climbed the giant russet wolf to rip our daughter off his back and then crushed Renesmee to her chest. I wrapped my arms around them both, inhaling their strong perfumes. Finally.


“Nessie, Nessie, Nessie,” Bella crooned.


Jacob laughed a bark and poked Bella’s back with his big nose.


“Shut up,” Bella mumbled.


“I get to stay with you?” Nessie demanded.


“Forever,” Bella promised her.


Yes, we had forever now. Forever of love and promises.


“Forever” I agreed.


Bella raised her head and kissed me. The passion of love and devotion sank into me.


Yes we would be together forever, loving one another, forever.


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