Chapter 26-If Something Good Can Come From Bad, The Past Can Rest In Peace

Chapter 26

If Something Good Can Come From Bad

The Past Can Rest In Peace

Have you heard the news yet?" all of the newly formed Kingdom was buzzing.

"No one has yet, idiot!" said a villager, smacking his fellow.

They were all waiting outside the Northland castle-or what had been it's previous name. It had been two years since the Queen had been killed. It had taken some time to get into order the new kingdom.

Slowly, Giselle, Anton, and a top of head were seen walking out onto the balcony. The villagers cheered.

"People of both the North and South Lands!" Screamed the pale Queen," We thank you for your patience. It has not been easy leading a brand new country while raising a new born son," the people laughed,"But you have been so kind to us. We love that you have taken so kindly to the change of the Northland and Southland people living together and we would like to make an announcement. For the longest time, the colors of the two countries have been black and white. Today, we make change. We keep the traditional colors on our flag, but add one more symbol idea. Red. Red for the blood that was shed to make this new land! Red for the passion of the men and women of this country! Red for the love and red for the loss. Red for change. We appreciate this change as you accept it. One more new thing, we have founded the new name. From now on, everyone who breathes this air, shall be breathing the air of the Foreverland!"

The people cheered as the King and Queen held up there son, wearing the colors of the Foreverland.

After the rally, Anton Southland retired to his chamber to be with his girlfriend of two years, Talia Allan.

Giselle layed little Audrick to bed, and went to check on Edward and Fae, who were playing with the former King and Queen of the Northland, who both had been resurrected by Philosopher's stones, as well as Anton's parents.

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I eventually continued my relationship with Alec and Jane. Eventually, Renesmee, who was struggling with her sexuality slept with Jane, Alec, and even me. I loved my sister. I loved her as much my two others. Renesmee eventually got pregnant, and the father was never determined, for she had a miscarriage. It didn't matter if the baby that died was mine or Alec's or any ones. It never changed my feelings for her.

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I eventually found Jacob's son. I had every intention of telling him about his father, but seeing how happy he was, I knew it would only hurt and confuse him. I guess I know what that's like.

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Alice and Jasper mended their relationship. It was hard, but they got through it.

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Giselle survived two more births, but after the second, there was a complication, and to stay alive, she had to be changed into a creature of the night. She accepted it and was very much in control of her drinking habits.

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Audrick, Prince of the Foreverland grew up sweet. He was really the nicest boy you could know. I often babysat him. He was wonderful.

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I woke up one morning with Jane on arm, Alec in one arm, and Rensmee between my legs. I kissed them all, and told them all how much I loved them. They told me they loved me and kissed one another. It was odd, but so was our love story.

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Giselle stretched, and went for her early morning walk, she woke her son, and found her husband, and stared out over the kingdom with her. Anton and his (now pregnant) wife Talia stood beside them.

"This is mine. It shall forever be mine and I shall know that together we are an army that saved the lives of thousands. I have created lives and taken lives and given lives back. I am the first Queen of the Foreverland, and I shall always give myself praise in this light."

"To the Queen of the Foreverland!" cheered Clara, Giselle and Edward's youngest daughter. Their son, Robert, was the youngest of all, and he was just a baby in her arms. Fae, fully grown at her side, with Beltrano and Renesmee, and young Audrick stared out above the kingdom and screamed.

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TO THE QUEEN OF THE FOREVERLAND--FOREVER!"



Chapter 25-"Come, Avenge Your Father, Who Was Too Weak to Raise His Sword

Chapter 25

"Come, Avenge Your Father, Who Was Too Weak to Raise His Sword"

   Anton had transported the whole group to a forest, just outside the border of the Northland-Southland territories. Edward did as he promised, and stayed with Fae. Carlisle stayed with them, lest a team of soldiers come to attack. Giselle met a brigade of her men, and told them immediately who she was, lest they shoot the visitors. She told them she and Anton had met a union to end the war, and had a child of both Southland and Northland blood. She sent them back to the castle of the Northland to warn and protect her mother. They left, and spared a few horses for the travelers.

   They rode into the Southland territory, and it would take another 3 days to reach the Castle. Anton used a little more magic, with Giselle's help, to transport them just outside the castle. There were a few unmarked graves around the Castle perimeters, of both Southland and Northland soldiers. There were several fresh.

"Do you think my father is down there?" Giselle whispered to Anton, who was riding the same dapper horse as she, the baby in her arms.

"...Maybe. Giselle...it won't be too late if you...there is a way to bring him back."

"...Your talking of the magic of a Philosopher's stone."

"Yes. It does work. They're a few...in my step-mother's room. She is in there, I can feel her. I've used the Philosopher's stones before. They do help, Giselle. It could bring him back."

   Giselle rode in silence for the rest of the time.

Giselle touched the white marble katana that bounced at her hip, with blue jewels on the blade. Her father had given it to her the day before she was dumped on the Cullen's lawn, forced to be there forever. Until now.

Anton rode up, gave the guards his name, and they let the Prince in with sneer.

"What is that look, fool? Do you not know who you are speaking to?"

"I know," hissed the guard. "The Queen is expecting you."

All blood drained from Giselle's face.

The Cullen's came into the throne room, where Anton's step mother stood.

"I've been waiting for you to come," she said. The Cullen's stared wearily at the Queen. She had long blonde hair with round  blue eyes. Her eye lashes were long and dark, and she had wrinkles growing around her face. She looked beautiful and angry and tired.

"Mother," said Anton, kneeling before her,"The war is over. I have joined in a union with the Northland Princess and she has bourne a son of my blood. It is over and done."

The Queen laughed haughtily, and Giselle's legs became weak. She gave the baby over to Esme, who cradled it and laughed nervously.

"No, no, no...Anton, did I approve any of this?"

The Prince gave no reply to his mother.

"See...it's a shame. See, you came here, on that little horse of yours, and the guards saw you and as being dead drunk as the where, fired and killed you both, and that bundle over there right then. Such a shame. And, in a few short days, my men will storm the Northland Castle and kill the Snow-white Queen. Pity, pity...of course, here's what really going to happen-pertaining to this party. I am going to cut my step-son, but let him live, just enough to let him watch me kill his darling wife, slowly and painfully. But I am also going to let her live as I kill the infant. Isn't that lovely?"

   Anton charged at his step-mother, but she struck  him with her knife in the arm. He fell to the ground screaming.

"Poison..." Giselle whispered.

"And only I have the antidote. Philosophers stones," she opened a box below her throne, showing us the bottles of the red liquid.

    "I showed your father the bottle before I killed him. He wished he could have lived..."

"Which one of us are you speaking too, witch?!" Anton screamed.

The Queen smiled when she answered,"Both." She then looked at her daughter-in-law with a serious stare. "Come, avenge your father, who was to weak to raise his sword."

Giselle screamed as she ran at the Queen who fought her gaily with her sword. At one point, the Queen twisted the sword from Giselle's hands and held her down. Leaning over her, she whispered how she had slowly killed her father. Giselle's sobs were hard and slow. She reached down during this ran, and found what her hand sought.

   The Queen screamed when the dagger was thrust into her stomach, and slowly, she sunk to the ground. Giselle let the Queen watch as Giselle removed all the bottles of red liquid from the box, and let Anton take a sip. He pulled the dagger from his arm, and stood slowly. She kissed his cheek, and then ran to their son.

        Giselle told the guards their Queen was dead, and that she and Anton-and their newborn son where to usher in a new era of peace. One of the guards pushed is dagger toward her throat, while one got slowly to his knees, and kissed the feet of the new Queen.

     Giselle asked the guards to remove the bodies, and when one apologized for his disobedience, she promised to forgive him of his sins, and asked him to go pray to the Lord. He swiftly obeyed.

     Giselle looked out the window at her knew kingdom, and thought of the peace and news that was spreading.

Chapter 24-You Try My Patience, Make Your Choice

Chapter 24
You Try My Patience, Make Your Choice

   Edward pulled his child from his wife's body, and Giselle smiled when she heard the baby sigh. Giselle sat up right, nothing wrong with her, and asked to see the baby. Edward brought the little pale child next to her. It's hair was a dirty blonde, but also glowing, making it appear bronzen or gold. It's eyes were blue, and its lips red. The cheeks of the child were round and pink. Giselle let a tear slip onto the child's face.

"Is it a boy or a girl?" she asked her husband.

"A girl."

"...What are we going to name her?" Giselle asked, looking at Edward's smiling face.

"It's up to you," he told her.

Giselle pursed her lips. "Fae," she said, kissing her daughter's forehead.

"She's so beautiful..." Edward whispered.

"Edward," she breathed," we made this. If something good can come from bad, the past can rest in peace."

"Fae Elizabeth Cullen," Edward whispered.

"Your mother's name?" Giselle asked.

Edward nodded.

"Well," Giselle said, flopping out of bed. Edward laughed as he noticed her form was back to normal. "What?" she asked. "I have magic and I don't want to look like pregnant woman when I'm not. Let's go show everyone."

"Rest," he commanded.

"No, give me my baby," Edward handed Fae to Giselle, and Giselle wrapped her in a snow white shawl she had been wearing. The descended down the stairs. Carlisle-who had been ignored-came in tow.

   Edward asked Giselle what was wrong, as she seemed tense on the final turn on the spiral stair case, but had saw just moments later. Anton Southland held their child on his lap, with tears in his eyes.

"I couldn't leave you," he said. "Beside, our son needs a name."

Giselle gave Esme her little girl, and she stalked forward to hold her son. He smiled up at her, and Giselle looked like she could burst into tears.

"Audrick," she whispered, asking Anton to take the boy she couldn't keep. He didn't want to. He asked her to feed the child. Giselle could not breast feed the half-vampire child for obvious reasons, but Anton's child, she could.

"Carlisle," Jasper said,"If the Prince's bastard is fully human, how is he fully developed?"

"He must've survived on Fae's strength and Giselle's blood. Being attached to Fae made him grow with her. He will age normally, most likely, but yes, Fae was his means of survival."

"It appears I owe your daughter a great deal, then, Mr. Cullen," Anton addressed Edward. Edward stared enviously at the child Giselle was feeding, wishing it was his own daughter. He turned his attention to Jane, who was rocking Fae in her arms. The baby sighed, and rubbed her eyes.

"She's tired," Giselle said, then looking down added,"so is he."

"Giselle," Anton whispered fervently as the most of the Cullen's had gone to put down the second child. "You have to come back to the Country with your child. The Southland troops are storming the Castle. Your mother-if found-will be taken and beheaded. You must understand that. All Northland citizens will be killed. Giselle, we must go back and take the throne together. I do not suggest a union, but a false one to please the people. Our son will be the light which will pave the way for a new life for my people, your people, Giselle...our people. Our Kingdom."
 Giselle looked down at her son, young Prince Audrick. If Giselle returned, she and Anton would be King and Queen of both territories, obviously making them one union. Audrick would be the heir, but what of her family. When Giselle expressed these concerns he assured her hurriedly.
"They can all live with us, in the Castle. Wouldn't it be easier that way? You may resume your union with Mr. Cullen and I will not ask you to share my bed. Our son will be our only child and in time he will rule."
"...I must speak with my family, but I agree that your plan is a good one."
"My Queen," Anton whispered," I am so thrilled. These dreadful days have come to pass."
"You over anticipate, Anton. The worst is yet to come."
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"It is a well thought out plan, Edward, you must acknowledge that."
"Fae-"
"Is to stay in the castle with her mother and father."
"It will have to be a secret-"
"To every one except my mother and father's servants. They helped raise me, Edward. They will keep the secret. And they will treat her as if she were the real Princess. Beltrano and the whole family-even Jane and Alec-can come. You don't have to keep lying. You don't have to hide anymore. You can be living in a world that was made for creatures like I and like you. It would be perfect. As easy as breathing."
   Edward looked at his mother.
"Shall we vote?" she asked. "Jasper?"
"It sounds perfect. Not a lot of humans to bug me? Great."
"Alice?"
"...I'll go where he goes," she whispered, looking at her ex-husband. Jasper's eyes widened.
"Talia?"
"I will go where my friends lead."
"Rosalie?"
"I will always support my sister. I vote we live in the Northland castle."
"Emmett?"
"I'm with Rose."
"Carlisle?"
"...It is not ideal, I will vote whichever way my son votes."
"Then, Edward?"
"...I have to vote no. Giselle, I love you and your family, but our daughter comes first. If the vote comes to yes, I will go with you."
"Jane? Alec?"
"It's a yes from all three of us!" I yelled.
"Renesmee?"
"I will follow my brother, father, mother, and new siblings to the end of the earth!" she vowed.
"Esme?" Giselle whispered, cradling a sleeping Audrick in her arms.
"I will follow you, Princess," she said, kissing her forehead.
"Then we are going to the border!" Anton yelled, standing.
"Time to pack," Rosalie said.
"Pack?" Anton laughed,"You can pack whatever you can carry on your back while fighting."
Rosalie humped at this, but didn't seem to upset.
"Rosalie, I guarantee you, whatever you want to take, I will supply you with something a million times better, or we can come back for it. But there will be a bloody battle. Perhaps the children should-"
"We need Audrick. Fae may stay," Anton ruled.
"I will go with Fae," Edward said,"but will wait out of the battle with my daughter."
"Then, I will take you all to the Southland Castle," Anton said, pulling out his wand.
"How?" Jane asked.
Anton smiled evilly, "Magic." 

Chapter 23-What Was In the Womb

Chapter 23

What Was In the Womb

"She's...what?" Edward took a moment to register, then realized something. The question of the fetus's paternity. Edward flung himself at the Prince. "You bastard!" he screamed,"You did this, didn't you?! You defiled her! You-"

"You know, pretty boy, to be honest, I thought it was mine at first, then I realized how damn fast it was grown. It's your spawn you little bitch. Get over it." The Southland Prince left, and Giselle stirred at the sound of the door closing.

     Edward ran to her, looking desperately to see her eyes. Giselle slowly came to consciousness, and screamed when her eyes focused on Edward. They both began to sob as he held her.

"I'm so sorry...I'm so sorry...I'm pregnant..." she whispered.

"I know," he whispered in return. "I'm sorry..." he stared at his wife, who had been raped and defiled and obviously all while she was with his child. Edward kissed her all over.

"Did the marriage certificate come in while I was gone?" she whispered.

"Yeah...Mrs. Cullen..."

"Edward, it's drinking me."

He winced when he heard that. "But the baby loves me very much, and I know he'll love you too."

"He?" Edward groaned.

"My first born is a son. I know it. That is what the prophecy said."

Edward laughed at her, darkly in the moment. "Of course it did."

"Edward...I need to drink blood. It's the only option. We need to get it directly to the baby."

"You...you don't have too..."

"I need to, Edward. It's what our baby wants. It can't help it, Edward."

"...We need to get it out."

"I won't kill it."

"You'll kill your country?"

"It won't kill me. It can't. I'm stronger, Edward. Stronger than you thought. Stronger than her...even she, the strongest. I am. I will survive, for it is the will of God."

"...Yes...it has to be..." and Edward kissed his bride.

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32 days into her pregnancy, Giselle was doing fine. The baby was coming to full term and would be with them any day now. Giselle could do things any human pregnant woman with a human baby could do. She fared much better than Bella had, and Edward thought it was in part by that Bella had given birth to twins.

   There was a knock on the door, around noon. Giselle hummed as she answered it. Edward smiled at her. When she disappeared from sight, a scream was heard. Edward and Esme ran to her.

   She was crippled on the floor, as she had tried to draw her sword of the mantel, and fell. Esme hissed-as only she can-as she saw the intruder in the parlor.

"I mean no harm, I only bear news," the Southland Prince said, even helping up his opposite. She didn't shy from his touch at all, but even embraced him, as if he were an old friend.

"What is the news?" she asked, as Rosalie lead her to the couch. "You seemed troubled, Anton."

"...My step-mother...your father...he...they...they engaged in combat today, Giselle. They are reported locked in a death match. You know my mother's magic supersede that of your father, Giselle...I am sorry...I bring no more news than the death of king and father."

"He's not dead yet...dont' say such things...he will live...he will..."

"My step mother is a wicked one indeed. I don't care much for her. My mother died when I was young, my father re-married and then he died soon after. I have suspected her of my parent's deaths many a night. Giselle, either way he goes, you cannot win. Giselle, I was here to suggest you induce labor. Say the child is of my blood and your blood. You father will die and the Norhtland will fall. I would rather find a compromise than let my step-mother rule that entire territory."

"You...want to take my child away?"

"It's what your father would want, Giselle. It will be strong like you. It will have the childhood you never had. I will raise it, for good, Giselle...please."

"...It's up to my husband..."

"It's up to you," Edward whispered, walking away angrily.

"...I will go with you to present the child. Then, I will take her back here, to Forks. You can find some orphan child to raise as Queen. That is what is best."

"G-g-Giselle!" he screamed, standing.

"What?"

"Blood..." Rosalie whispered. Alice grabbed Jasper and most of the Cullen's left the room.

Giselle Cullen was in labor.

Carlisle pulled her into the room, and Giselle's labor was like anything else.  It was the same as a human birth. Interesting fact, the human body can only bear 45 units of pain.

Child birth is 57 units.

Giselle screamed maybe less than a normal human, only because she bore the pain so well. Edward heard the crying of the baby as Carlisle pulled it out. Covered in Giselle's blood, the baby emerged. His skin was pale as Giselle's skin, and his hair was pure black, with white tips. His eyes were shockingly blue, with thick, dark, low-set lashes. He had dark, full eyebrows. This child though...

    He was soft, and less aware. Edward smelled him, and moaned softly.

There was no vampire blood in his veins. This child was all human.

Giselle read his thoughts and moaned gently as well,"It's Anton's..." she whispered. The Southland Prince stared from the doorway, with a pale face. He slowly stalked forward, without stretched arms, and took the child.
"You take him!" Giselle screamed,"You take him to where that duel is being held. You tell them what he is and you save my father and you end this war, understand?"

"Giselle...your father...he's dead."

Giselle's blue eyes fell and he heart stopped beating for a moment. Edward stared, then she started seizing.

   Then, Carlisle did something odd. He stared at where the spawn of the southland had just exited from Giselle's body.
"Save her!" Edward screamed.

"Edward," Carlisle whispered,"another child is coming."

"What?" Edward screamed.

"Smell it," Carlisle whispered.

"...It's half-vampire..."

Chapter 22-Death, Defeat, and a Breaking Dawn

Chapter 22-

Death, Defeat, and a Breaking Dawn

   I stared from my perch in the tree at the woman who was my mother. I did look like her. I had her hair, slender face, and strong jaw. I noticed Renesmee creep unsuspectingly beside me.

Can you make us both invisible? she thought.

I can try I thought.

Alright, thought she

Whoa, did you just hear that? I screamed in my head.

I think we have some weird connection. Now shut up and try to hide me.  I shook off the odd feeling and grabbed her wrists, trying to hide her with me. I felt the cloak of my power slide off partway to allow my sister a shelter beneath. I smiled when I could no longer see her. She gripped my wrists tight and I hers, so we could keep tabs on where the other was.

"Bella..." Edward whispered. My mother cocked her head, her red eyes angry. Her voice was hoarse and tired.

"Where. Is. My son?" she whispered.

"Bella..."

"Where is he, Edward?! And my daughter? Where is she? I never stopped looking for EJ and he just falls into your lap? Are you kidding me?! I won't hurt anyone if I see them, but I will kill everyone of you until I touch the face of my son. I'll start with that girl there. Who is she? The newest addition I sup-...What's that on her finger? Edward? That's...that's my wedding ring...Edward?...I'll kill her first, and I'll let you watch her die."

"Are you going to harm the children?" Edward asked.

"No, but I will take them with me," she growled. "They're mine."

"Bella...let's talk...I just-" Bella lunged for Giselle, and I started to scream when my sister clamped a hand down on my lips. My father intercepted her. They both fell to the ground, screaming. Bella got on top of my father and clawed at him, even biting his neck at one point. He howled with pain. I saw Giselle start to sob. Looking uselessly at her sword at her side, and the ivory wand in her hand. She couldn't do anything for fear of hitting her fiance.

"Ed-Edward!  Do you remember when I said that I knew why it didn't work out with Bella?"

Edward grunted as he threw his ex-wife into a tree, she hissed and came rearing back at him.

"Well, I never told you why. Here it is. You didn't love her. You didn't know her. The same goes for Bella. Edward, you couldn't read her mind, and she was the only person who looked different to you. Edward, that was only a hope. You read her mind and you knew she was just like everyone else and you couldn't change that. Bella! You loved Edward because he was a vampire. Plus he was beautiful. He was every bit the Mr. Darcy and Heathcliff you fell in love with. But you didn't know him. You fell in love with the mystery, not the person. Okay? Stop! Stop fighting!"

     Edward got over Bella, pinning down her pale wrists, and he looked into her eyes.

"If I let you see the children, will you leave?"

"...No...I want to stay with them. But I wont fight you and I wont take them from you. Alright? I'll stay on the Quillette land with Jacob but my son and daughter must be made known. Now."

Edward slowly rose to his feet, then looked directly at the tree in which Renesmee and I were perched.

"Beltrano! Renesmee!...Come down and meet you're mother." Slowly, I released Renesmee's wrists, and I let myself become tangible again. I looked at my mother, at her white smile. Her red eyes were big. She took a hesitant step toward us. Renesmee jumped down, and I right behind her. I looked at her, and she took my hand and lead her to the woman I had never met. She looked at her daughter, whom had started in a sprint. Bella held her and they both sobbed. When that was done, she looked at me.

     I wondered if I was what she thought I would be. Again, I tried to search her mind, and failed, just as I knew I would.

"I knew it..." she mouthed.

"...Mother?" I whispered.

She yelped and ran to me, taking me up in her arms. I don't know why I started crying, but I did.

"Edward Jacob!!" she sobbed into my shoulder. "You're just like I pictured...I love you...I love you...I-"

 "Døden un død heks!" screamed a Northland sorceror, who, with one wave of his wand, hit Bella Black with a hard blast, causing her to shrink to her knees, venom pooling out of her mouth.

"Mother!" I screamed. I heard Edward sink to his knees, staring. Renesmee threw up in the bushes, crying hard for her mother. "Mother!" I screamed again, leaning over her.

   The sorcerer repeated the spell to the wolf, who died immediately.

"Mother..." I whispered.

She smiled at me, the venom still flowing. There was hole in her abdomen, and I saw what was her insides.

"EJ...I love you...I love your sister...tell Edward...I still love him. I'm going to open my shield, and let you read my thoughts. I'm going to give you all my memories...human and vampire...and everything in between...don't forget them. Opening my shield will take all my memory and I will die, okay? I love you..."
     I plunged myself into my mother's head and accepted the images she was giving me.
I saw her, and a woman with curly hair and a cowboy hat in a desert like setting. She seemed silly laughing next to my mothers sober demeanor. I saw her in a class room, in a darker, wetter, greener inviroment-Forks. She was sitting next to my father, who was looking sick, with a hand over his nose. I felt her embarrasment as she sniffed her hair.
     I saw men...lots of men...it was dark, and she wasn't in Forks anymore. I saw a silver car come up and my father yell at her to get into it.
    My father taking her for a hike, then in a meadow, my father in the sun. Their first kiss. Mother meeting her future family for the first time. The Cullen's baseball game. James, Victoria, and Laurent. Chasing her. Father killing James. My mother in the hospital asking father not to leave her.
            Her 18th birthday, uncle Jasper leaning for her, trying to kill her. My father saying goodbye. Spending time on first beach with her friend, Jacob. (The man I guess I was named after) Him building bikes with her. Him changing. Him as a werewolf. Father returning. Father at Volterra with Mother and Alice.

           Kissing Jacob, kissing Edward. Father fighting Victoria and Riley.

         Mother marrying father. Their honeymoon. Finding out she was pregnant.  Giving birth to Renesmee, then a blackout. The incident with Irena. The Volturi coming and leaving.

     Father telling mother about me. Her leaving. She searching for me, in every corner of the globe. Spending time in Canada with Jacob. Trying to get her pregnant again. Jacob leaving, then returning. Jacob admitting he found a woman and got her pregnant. Hating the child. Meeting the child. Searching again for me, at Volterra. Aro lying, saying he only knew of Renesmee. Mother passing two hooded figures heading toward a party with lights.

She passed me...

Mother hearing I was alive. Coming to Forks. Seeing my face. The pain of being killed. The pain of dying. The pain....

Mother let out a scream once more, and upon seeing my now aware eyes, smiled again.

"I love you...don't forget me. They thought they could dispose of me. They tried to make me small. I suffered each indignity but now rise above it all. Yes, the price that I paid was all I had,but at last I found release. And if something good can come from bad, the past can rest in peace. Ah, if you see someone's hurt and in need of a hand, don't forget me. Or hear a melody cryin' from some baby grand, don't forget me. When you sing happy birthday to someone you love or see diamonds you wish were all free,please say that you won't, I pray that you don't forget me.
     But forget every man who I ever met 'cause they only lived to control.
     For a kiss, they'd pay a thousand,yet they paid 50 cents for my soul. They took their piece -The price of fame -That no one can repay. Ah, but they didn't buy me when they bought my name and that is why I pray...
There are some in this world who have strength of their own, never broken or need of repair.
But there are some born to shine who can't do it alone,so protect them and take special care. Take care and don't forget me.
Please take care and don't forget me. When you look to the heavens with someone you love,and a light's shining bright from afar, I hope you see my face there. Please don't forget me..." she died at the end of the song, and cried on her chest for a few moments.
     Giselle was screaming at the Northland soldier and she was crying too. The soldier kept apologizing and she just kept screaming. She sent him away.
"Princessa!" Giselle looked up to see Peter in the thicket yelling at her.
"I thought you were fighting," she whispered.
"No, I just had to come see you," he took her in his embrace. "That was a horrid scene. I shall see that Galloway has been removed tomorrow."
"Oh..." Giselle whispered. "And why would you do that?"
"He just killed two innocent undead, did he not?"
"...Galloway is Calvary, Gomez was a sorcerer."
Peter tightened his grip around the Princess's neck, and chuckled darkly. "Yes...I suppose he is..." he pressed his ankle blade close to the Princess's throat. "Make a noise and you die."
"I'm not afraid to die."
"Then you kill a country. SHUT UP! ATTENTION, ALL!" Peter had transformed into the Southland Prince, and the real Peter fainted off his horse at the sight. "I HAVE THE NORTHLAND PRINCESS IN CUSTODY! IF ANOTHER NORHTLAND SOLDIER FIRES A SHOT, OR MAKES A THREAT, YOUR PRINCESS IS DEAD, AND WITH HER, YOUR COUNTRY! THE SOUTHLAND IS NOW GOING TO RETREAT WITH VICTORY, AND KEEP THE NORTHLAND PRINCESS AS A BARGAINING CHIP, UNDERSTOOD?"
"DO WHAT HE SAYS, MEN!" Giselle yelled. "I WILL GET OUT OF THIS, BUT YOU WIVES AND CHILDREN COME FIRST!"
"Aye," said Anton, kissing her neck. She kicked him below the belt, and he squealed.
"I want to kill you...so badly..." he growled. He slung her over his lap as he rode off with his troops on there black steeds. Anton, cussing at the Princess all the way.
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"STAY BACK!" Several sorcerers had to hold back Edward Cullen as he screamed to go after the Northland Princess. He was crying and screaming and swearing for a whole 8 hours, trying to get back his fiance.
"I lost two in one day..." he sobbed.
I stared at my father, and retreated to Renesmee's room, where she was letting Jane, Alec, and I stay. It had only been about 17 hours since the abduction of Giselle and the death of my mother. I kept her memories tight in my head, swearing not to lose them. We buried my mother in the backyard. Carlisle went and picked up a headstone already. We contacted Paul, who had married Jacob's sister long ago, and was still working as a wolf, stuck at the age of 25. He took Jacob's body and burned it. I knew I had knowledge of his son, and I told the coven soon I planned to look for the wolf boy.
   They agreed it would be a good thing to do, but later. Now-or even a year from now- was too soon.
    We suffered for the longest time, the pain never ending almost. There was never a moment when sobbing or still silence didn't cloud the house. It was only a week or so later, when the shock came.

There was a knock at the door, and slowly, Esme rose to open it. She hadn't spoken much since Giselle left, it was as if even Esme, who every one strived to make happy and shine, was dull and apathetic to anyone and everything. She left the room to open the door, and screamed. Carlisle bolted up, and Jasper behind him.

"Ed-edward!" Carlisle called, and his son joined him.

Edward leaped off the porch but, the Southland Prince caught his arm. Don't startle her, let her in gently. Carry her, don't let her walk. Edward picked up Giselle, who was wrapped in a black blanket, her white hair and face dirty. She looked older, and more worn. Her hair had been cut shorter, and not at an equal length all the way around. Edward let her slip on the couch. She also felt a little heavier than Edward remembered.

"Why did you bring her back?" Carlisle whispered.

"I can't very well let a little whore Princess in my camp."

"What do you mean?" Edward hissed, lunging for him. Carlisle pressed him back.

"She's of no use to me now.

She's pregnant."

Chapter 21-The Beginning of the End

Chapter 21

The Beginning of the End

     I held my sister for a moment, smelling her. She held me tight, touching my hair, my cheeks, my shoulders. She even kissed my cheeks and cried. I kissed her back and she smiled sweetly. Is that how mother smiled? She looked like father in the face, but I guessed beside the hair everything, was mother. I noticed her face was heart shaped, like Jane's, but fuller and rounder somehow. My sister.

"You're my brother..." she sobbed into my cloak.

"So it's true..." the burly man in the corner whispered. I looked at him and smiled.

"I'm Beltrano," I said to the room,"Or, I guess, you would know me as Edward Jacob, the son of Edward Cullen."

     The blonde woman stared at me, and blonde boy-who could've been her twin-scrutinized me. I smiled at all of them. The blonde man with the expensive shoes came up to me. He clapped a hand on my shoulder, and looked me in the eye. I was worried for a moment he might hurt me, but he didn't. He smiled and spoke in a beautiful, kind voice. "My name is Carlisle Cullen, I am Edward's adoptive father and your grandfather. It's a pleasure to meet you after all this time, Beltrano. Welcome to our home."

"I'm Esme!" the brunette woman in the corner stumbled over, wiping her nose as if she had been crying (if she could cry at all). "I'm your Grandmother. It's so nice to meet you." she took my hands in hers and I smiled at her.

"I have a grandmother," I mouthed to myself. She smiled.

I met everyone, the first one to hug me was the woman who was my Aunt, Alice. She told me that she knew she liked me and that I liked her. I smiled when I read her mind. Her friend-Talia-just smiled at me, cocking her head. Jasper, my uncle, didn't smile, but took my hand all the same. Emmett picked me up off the floor and my Aunt Rosalie merely said hello. She ran her hand through my hair, and said she wished she'd known I was born earlier. I laughed and said tearfully I wished she had too. She broke down and hugged me tightly, kissing my forehead.

"Edward?" I turned around and saw my grandmother in the doorway, staring at my father, who filled it's frame. She stared terrified as he walked in the house alone. "Edward?" she sighed again. "Ed-" Giselle walked in, sleepy and tired, with the dried blood in her hair. Esme yelped and ran forward and held Giselle tight. Giselle sobbed as the woman held her. "You're okay! You're okay!" Esme sobbed into her hair. Giselle smiled. "You didn't really think I'd leave you, did you?"

Esme sniffed. "Of course I didn't."

"I told you I would bring him back."

Esme smiled. "I knew you would."

Giselle kissed her forehead. "Liar."

"This is perfect,"Edward whispered, sitting down, one arm around Giselle, and his two children at his feet. Renesmee had her head on my shoulder. I kissed her little cheek and she smiled. Then there was a knock at the door. And another. And another.

"Oh, crap!" I yelled, and went to answer it.

Jane smiled at me. "Gonna let us in?" she whispered sheepishly.

"Er, not my house."

"Let them in!" my father yelled. I obeyed.

Renesmee screamed when she saw them, and ran into her my aunt Rose's arms.

"We won't...we don't..."

"They're harmless," Edward said, defending Jane.

"Then why-?" Jasper began, but I read his thoughts and got ahead of him.

"I've been with the Volturi guard my whole life. Jane and Alec are my best friends." More than that...I thought.

     No one retired to their rooms last night. Talia fell asleep next to Jasper, and her touched her hair hesitantly. Alice smiled weakly at that. Rosalie and Emmett kissed and spoke in quiet tones. Esme and Carlisle spoke with Jane, Alec, and I while Renesmee and Giselle were curled up sleeping. Renesmee at my feet and Giselle on father's lap.

     It was late in the night-or rather early in the morning-when another knock appeared on the door. We all froze. Jane began to sob quietly. "They've found us!" she whispered. I told her to hush as I kissed her forehead. I walked to the door, but before I could enter the visitor's mind, he spoke.

"Princessa!" Giselle's eyes slide toward the door. "Princessa!"

"...Peter?" she yelled.

"Princessa! Let us in!"

"Us?" Giselle asked as she opened the door, then her jaw dropped.

"What is it?" Carlisle asked, stepping next to her. "Oh." he said. "My..."

"My God, Peter! Why is then entire Northland forces on the front lawn?!"she said, staring out at the hundreds of soldiers on snow white and dapper horses, in their white marble armor.

"Princessa...they're coming."

Giselle stared without seeing for a moment. A cold tear slid down her cheek. "Princessa?" Peter whispered. "Who is, Peter?"

Peter stared at her. "Who isn't? The Southland troops is what brought us here, and they're attack north from Seattle, where they're camped. But several of our men were killed last night...sucked dry. I'm afraid your affairs with the creatures of the night have got you into some trouble. They were dressed in all black-"

"The Volturi."

"Should they have reason to kill us?"

"No, but they have reason to kill me."

"We are your people, Princessa. We suffer from your mistakes. Then...there was a wicked beast. Here, Princessa, look into my mind."

"Werewolves?" she asked.

"Quillettes..." Edward hissed.

"They warned us...saying she was coming to get him. Princessa? What does that mean."

"Oh, God!" Edward screamed.

"No...no...she can't..."Giselle whispered, sinking to the ground.

"Who is she? Giselle!" I yelled.

" She's coming...

Bella Swan is coming...."

"Then we have a war on our hands," Peter said.

Giselle whispered. "Indeed. Have you brought it?"

"Have you any doubt?" Peter reached into a satchel and supplied the Princess with a marble wand of pure ivory.

"My magic is limited her, Peter. I won't be much use in the fight."

"Unless someone is here to break the curse."

"You've found someone?!" she screamed, gripping his shirt. "I can leave?!"

"Princessa, not someone. Something." Again he reached into his satchel, pulling out a small vile. "Drink..." he whispered. Giselle took the vile and pressed it to her lips, drinking down its contents. Nothing of significance happened when she was done. "I'm free now?" she whispered.

"Yes," he replied, kissing her hand.

"Well, now I've got a war to win." she waved her wand and brought down a tree branch. The men cheered. She used it to get on the roof of the Cullen's house, the soldier's cheering all the time.

"Gentlemen!" she screamed. "I am the Princess Giselle Northland! And I am here to save our country and WIN! THIS! WAR! I will kill Prince Anton Southland myself and the war will be over! Am I clear?...AM I?"

"YES PRINCESSA!" The soldier's screamed and she smiled with pride.

"Tomorrow we will not only be facing the Southland, but an army of the undead. I want you to understand these people cannot be killed with swords, but with only with magic. I need all the magically gifted warriors to deal with these, and forget the battle with the Southland. Some of you will die. BUT YOU WILL DIE WITH PRIDE! WHAT ARE YOU FIGHTING FOR?"

"THE WOMEN! THE CHILDREN! THE COUNTRY OF THE NORTH!"

"YEEEEESSSS!" Giselle screamed, blood her hair, forehead, and dark rims under her blue eyes. "YOU ARE WARRIORS OF THE NORTHLAND! AND FOR THAT, I SOLUTE YOU! BE STRONG AND REST...FOR THERE ARE THINGS TO DO IN THE MORROW! FIGHT FOR THE NORTHLAND! AND BE STRONG!"

With last Giselle left the roof and retired for the night, her wand in her corset. Going into Edward's room, she turned off the light and Edward simply stroked her hair as she sleep. And nothing more.

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She stretched when she woke in the morning, and Edward kissed her.

"...Are you ready?" he whispered, sounding scared.

"Yes."

"We're helping you fight. Carlisle has called down the Denali and they will be helping us."

"Good," she replied rising.

"It's still early."

"Hmm."

"Giselle!" Edward yelled flipping out of bed. "This could be the last time I see you again. Ever. I just want..."

"Yes?"

"I just want to kiss you and hold you one last time. Okay? But I'm going to ask first, and I'm going to ask you with God as my witness, saying that you and I are married in our hearts. Giselle?"

"Yes?" she whispered.

"Will you make love to me in the view of the world and God?"

"...Yes, Edward Cullen. And I love you."

"I have always loved you, and will always love you."

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Giselle stood at the front of the line up, her sword at her side, her wand gripped in her right hand.  Her thousands of troops behind her, guns, swords, and knives at the ready. The Southland was the first to advance, with Prince Anton leading the assault. He commanded his men,"Do not harm the woman! She is mine and mine-" Peter fired his musket at  the Prince, getting him in the shoulder. Giselle laughed.

"Instructions are good before you get on the battlefield, Anton!"

"That was for hurting my Princessa!" Peter screamed, and the army screamed in response.

   The Volturi came next, and the first order of business was Jane snapping Felix's neck, and Alec taking on Demitri, killing him fast. This left Afton and Chelsea, and Renada behind Aro.

"Kill her quick!" Jane screamed, pointing to Chelsea, and Carlisle took her out.

I took toward Afton, frankly always being annoyed by him. I took great pleasure-too much-in squeezing the life out of him. "Sorry, old friend," I whispered, and I was.

"Go now!" Screamed Giselle to the leaders. "We will let you live! There are other valuable vampires! This is all a game anyway, right? I've took you queen and knight! It's okay! Just go! You cannot win, Aro! No one thinks littler of you."

Aro grimaced. "You have killed almost my entire guard."

"You were right to leave some at home," Giselle said.

"I will go, but I will keep a close on this family. Trust me." he hissed at Jane before the left. I sighed.

"Well," Giselle whispered. "One army gone, one in the process of being destroyed, and one on the way. I think we are making good progress at surviving."

"Knock on wood now!" Renesmee screamed.

"Well...all we have to do now, is wait for Bella Swan."

"What was that?" Talia whispered, shaking.
"Beltrano," Giselle whispered. "Become invisible. Right now."

I was shaking as I did as I was told, and the russet wolf and the red-eyed vampire stepped into the clearing.

My mother and step father.

Chapter 20-Fuggire dall'inferno

Chapter 20-

Fuggire dall'inferno

Giselle sobbed as Alec was on top of her. "This isn't who you are!" she screamed!

"Shut up!" he bellowed. Listen to me. I'm not really going to hurt you. They're listening to us. Nod once if you understand.

Hesitantly, Giselle nodded.

They won't stay for long, and once they're gone, we're going to get Belt, Jane, and Edward and escape. Is there anywhere we can go?

Again, Giselle nodded. Good. Now, scream. Loud. Like I'm hurting you. Giselle screamed and you could hear commotion in the room next to them. She shook a little. Can we go to Forks? Will they accept us? Giselle nodded. Good.

     After a few hours of Alec shaking the bed, and Giselle screaming, Alec knew they had left for hunting. Jane came and knocked on the door, and Jane answered, Edward at her side.

"I don't understand why they would leave us. They know, Alec. I can just feel it."

Edward ran to Giselle's side, and held her tight.

"Gaan ons?" she whispered urgently. Edward wasn't sure what language he was speaking, but he read her thoughts.

"Ja." he whispered.

"Can we go get Edward Jacob?"

"Beltrano should be in his room," Jane said, leading them out. They had all donned black cloaks, just to blend in.

"Belt?" Jane asked.

"What?!" I hissed, throwing open the door. I was shocked to see Giselle and my father standing there, unharmed.

"Has everyone gone?" she whispered.

"Yes," I replied.

"Then were going."

"You won't need to pack anything," Giselle said, taking my hand.

"Wait!" Jane cried. She pulled a tattered piece of cloth from behind her back. "This is what you were found in. It traveled from Forks to here. Now it's going back. I don't think you should leave it."

"Thank you," I whispered.

"Let's go."

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We ran out of the tower at lightning speeds. Edward was the fasted, even with Giselle in his arms. Alec carried me for I would never be as fast as him. We swam across the ocean, Giselle being to only one slowing us. She had to breathe more often than I, and the other's didn't need to breathe at all.

     One night, we were camped out for the first time, our first stop. We were around the heartland of the country and we were all getting sick. Giselle was asleep. She had been once we got to America. I kept looking at my father. He kept looking at me.

"How have you been?" he asked.

"Good."

"Did they, treat you right?"

"I mean, it wasn't an ideal place to grow up. I made friends."

Edward laughed. "I see," he said, looking at Jane and Alec who were both smiling at me.

"You were involved in a romantic relationship with both of them?"

"Yes," I said, blushing without a smile. "Does it bother you that I'm bisexual?"

"...No. I guess not. I wasn't there to raise you so it's not my say. You love both of them?"

"...Yeah..." I whispered.

He swore kindheartedly. "You really are your mother's child. You have a sister. She's your twin."

"You kept her?"

"...Yeah...I didn't mean...you're mother was dying. I was mad...I needed someone to blame and your sister was so sweet, only wanting to love your mother. You...chewed your way out of her, drinking her. When I took you out of her dead body...you wanted more. I was just...sick to my stomach, you know? I really hated you. I didn't know if my wife was going to live, all I knew was that I had a daughter, and you were a menace. You aren't obviously. I just...I don't know."

"...Did I kill her?" I whispered.

"...No. She's immortal now."

"Where is she?"

"To hell if I know. She left me after I told her about you. I lied to her and that just...she hates me now, I guess....it's all up to you if you want to meet her."

"No...I just...I don't wanna worry about that now. You read minds?"

"Yeah. So do you."

"I also do this," I said, making myself disappear.

"That's very impressive, son."

"...My name is Edward Jacob?"

"Yeah. Edward Jacob Cullen. I guess we would've called you EJ."

I looked at my feet. Was this the feeling I had been missing? A family? A home? A father?

"I like EJ," Jane pipped up. "Me too," said Alec who came and kissed me. I think my dad stiffened. When I looked back at him, he was smiling.

"Well," he said, rising,"ready to keep moving? Or do you need to rest?" I rose, ready to go home. My home.

"Let's go!" I said. He smiled, then nudged Giselle with his foot.

"Honey? You ready?"

She stretched out her arms and sighed. "Carry me!" he laughed at her.

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We arrived just a few hours later. My house...this home...it was amazing. I ran up the drive, screaming for joy.  I burst through the door, where several people where lounging.

   At the door was a young man in his twenties. He had blonde hair with gold eyes, like my father, and a white oxford with black slacks and Italian leather shoes. He stared at me curiously and I blew by him in a flash. There was a boy with stringy blonde hair with a grey scarf around his neck. He looked pained, but also ready as if he could strike me if I became a threat. Beside him were two women. One with golden eyes, the other with green. The latter had big, curly red hair that stuck out a foot, the elder had short pixie hair that was gelled into spikes. The girl with the pixie black hair was smaller and petite in comparison to the redhead who was fullfigured and tall. Across the room was a burly boy with curly brown hair and a beautiful blonde girl on his lap. Across the room was a woman with brown hair, and she was tall and curvy. She stared at me with fullness in her eyes. She knows who I am.

     There was a young girl of about 13 with human blood in her, and ivory skin. She was coming down the huge staircase. She had big hair in bronze ringlets, and big brown eyes. Her lips were a pretty pink, and the bottom one was very full. Her cheeks were rosy. Her hair was pulled back with a rainbow headband, and she had on a lime green polo with khaki cargoes. She came up to me and smile. Putting her palms on my neck she showed me something.

   The corner of the vision was blocked by golden waves of what looked like fur or hair. I could hear screaming and crying of small child. I saw my father pulling a baby from what had to be his wife and my mother. I saw him stare at me for a good minute or two, then wrap me in a scarf and run out the window.

     When I was done, I looked back at the girl who had my daddy's  hair and my mother's eyes.

"Welcome home," she whispered crying, and wrapped her arms around my neck.

"Hey sis," I whispered,"long time, no see."