The Choices We Make

Renesmee lay, sleeping in her bed, unaware of all around her. Emmett was his sleeping little niece. Which, to him, was utterly boring, but Eddie had entrusted him with this! He did wish he could be with his siblings and wife hunting. Jacob couldn’t watch her, as he had finally decided to go back to school.

Esme and Carlisle had yelled at him only hours before, for breaking the beams in the roof. It wasn’t his fault. Really! He liked birds, and he had seriously thought he had heard one in the roof.

Stupid people always yelling at me. Emmett pouted with this thought. He could be doing more exciting things…with Rosalie. He grinned perversely.

Emmett looked back to his niece, who now looked about four years old. Her curly hair had fallen over eye, and in her hand she held the teddy that Jasper had gotten her on Halloween. It had little vampire fangs and a Dracula cape. Jasper thought it was perfect. Renesmee loved it as well as she took it everywhere, hunting included.

Emmett looked around, trying to sense a danger. Nothing within his senses. She would be fine if he just went out for a minute…he was getting pretty thirsty. He nodded to himself and flew out after the bear that was nearby.

He didn’t notice the two hooded figures who grinned at his departure.

The figure glided into the room and stood over the small girl, casting a shadow over her small figure. Gently the taller of the two, grabbed her head, opened her mouth and put the material in. Immediately, Renesme opened her eyes, her scream muffled by the cloth. She struggled but the stronger vampires held her down, clicking on the same handcuffs they had used on Esme earlier that night.

When the child became unconscious, the smaller of the two picked her up, rather roughly and then they flew out of there before the Bear- like Cullen could return.

The small vampire dumped the hybrid next to Esme in the boot of the car.

“Master, sure knows how to mess with people eh?” Said the tall, deep voiced one.

“Yeah, well it kind of helps having you Mr. Tracker man!” The smaller one’s sarcastic voice filled the air.

“Oh shut the fuck up, and don’t call me that! Fuck I hate you Felix.” Felix grinned at Demetri’s words.

“You know you love it, Hun.”

With that Demetri and Felix got in to their car and began their drive to the Airport.