Twilight Fanfiction – Written in Third Person
The Forgotten Child – Twilight – Chapter 1
This is not a typical love story, although love plays an integral key. It's been hastily typed with many common errors.
Synopsis: It's been 40-50 years since the Cullen's separated and left Forks. Now they are returning to their old home to live as a family again. But something has changed. A mystery seems to unravel before their own eyes. Things of the past will reappear and threaten to haunt them.
A Stranger Appears
"Winter'…. Rosalie thought. 'Long drawn out nights that seemed to last forever.'
Not that she had much to complain about, she'd have Emmett and he always kept her entertained during those long nights. She and Emmett had been living in Portland, Main for almost twenty years.
Rosalie had spoken with Esme and Carlisle two weeks ago.
Rosalie asked, "Emmett, are you sure you want to go back? It's been nice with just the two of us."
Her husband, Emmett, studied her for a few seconds.
Then Emmett said, "C'mon babe, you know you want to go back, we all do. We haven't lived in Forks for almost forty years now."
Rosalie sighed. She knew he was right; they both had been homesick for a long time now. They were homesick for the clean smell that permeated Forks and its nearby beaches and forest. Homesick for their family, which hadn't been all together in decades.
Emmett gazed lovingly at his beautiful wife. A dramatic change had overtaken Rosalie when Renesmee had been born. This change was further augmented when after ten years Renesmee had reached her maturity. Emmett knew that his wife longed for Renesmee to be a child once more so that she could hold her in her arms again.
Emmett had watched as his wife distanced herself from reality, from her family and friends. He alone could snatch Rosalie from those despondent mood swings. So Emmett had suggested moving back to Portland for a while, which ended up being close to twenty years.
During this time Rosalie had rebuilt her mental self, realizing that she and Emmett would never have what Bella and Edward had, which was Renesmee. Renesmee had mended a broken place within Rosalie's heart. She was no longer bitter about the things she couldn't have…but accepted the cards that were dealt to her.
She pondered the conversation she had with Esme. Esme wanted to move back to Forks since they'd all been gone for so long. The house, along with the gardens would probably have to be overhauled…. not to mention the four cottages that dotted the property.
Yes, Rosalie would go back to her family; she had never been without their presence for such a sustained period of time. Everything was basically packed and ready to go, while she pondered what was worth taking, Emmett had scurried about and had almost everything packed and boxed. It was crazy that they were driving across country. Emmett would get frustrated at the slow pace and floor the moving truck, while Rosalie drove her smaller car. Although it would be a long trip, she knew she was ready for Forks and her beloved family.
"Why are you so nervous?" Carlisle asked as he looked lovingly at his wife.
Esme cast a serious glance at her husband and said, "It's been ages since the entire family has been together. This means a lot to me Carlisle."
Carlisle knew that Esme's heart had shattered when the "Cullen Clan" had slowly drifted apart and went their separate ways. It had been around forty years ago and they all knew they were becoming conspicuous. It got to the point of ridiculousness when Carlisle and Esme claimed to be in their early fifties when they appeared more in their mid-twenties.
Forks was no longer safe, so the family would disband as they had in the past, and eventually come back together.
Alice and Jasper were the only children that stayed with the Cullen Family after they broke apart. And that's how Esme viewed all her adopted children… as her own children.
Carlisle knew it had taken pieces from her heart to separate, but now they were moving back home to Forks. "Was Canada, that bad?" he teased her.
"I'm just happy that we're becoming a family again. Beyond happy," Esme said.
Carlisle, Esme, Jasper and Alice had been at the Fork's family home for almost a year now. They had replaced the broken windows, the rotting wood, added a new coat of paint and had basically given their previous home a huge make-over.
Soon, Rosalie and Emmett would be back home.
Alice and Jasper had completed all the repairs to the cottages, so that Bella and Edward, Rosalie and Emmett, could have their own "home away from home" if they so had chosen.
But something still wasn't right. There was a sweet pungent odor in and around the house.
The smell had reminded Esme of the wild honeysuckle of her youth. As she was arranging all the new furniture in the living room, she could have sworn she heard music… or was it somebody singing? The harmonies were so alluring that she stopped and searched in and around the house.
When she spoke to Carlisle about it, he had confessed that he'd been hearing the same sound, almost daily, from the moment that they had returned to their old house. Carlisle had told her that he searched for the strange musical sounds, but had found basically nothing.
Carlisle told Esme, "The only thing I saw was a dirty, grubby little boy, I gestured for him to come, but Jasper came around the corner, and when I looked back, he was gone."
Jasper had recalled the incident as well because he had not smelled any human scents nearby. Despite these strange circumstance, the small family of four had rebuilt parts of the main house as well as the cottages as they listened for the mysterious melodies.
The next day Esme spoke to her family, "I saw him too, but only for a second, before he disappeared into the thicket. I would have gone after him but I was afraid I'd scare him."
"I haven't seen any visions out of the ordinary," Alice said, "But I think it was a good idea to just let him go. He's probably just the child of a neighbor, or his parents were hiking and he took a wrong turn. There's lots of possibilities," Alice finished.
Carlisle looked at his three family members and forced himself to be silent. He didn't know why, but he hesitated to admit that he had seen the child many times. That once while in the garden he saw and beckoned the child to him. The boy had come to stand right beside him taking Carlisle's icy hand in his own.
Before he could ask the child his name, Carlisle heard Esme and Alice heading in his general direction. The child began to struggle to get lose from Carlisle's iron grip. Not wanting to distress the boy, he had let go and the child seemed to disappear behind a group of trees.
Carlisle had said nothing of this experience, fearing that the rest of his family would not return. He wouldn't blame them; the entire thing seemed odd and bazaar. Besides, he felt a strange protectiveness about this child… something familiar that he just couldn't pinpoint.
Rosalie gazed at the lovely new furniture as Emmett unloaded the truck with their things.
"If you feel more comfortable in your cottage, then don't hesitate to stay there," Esme said.
"No, I think Emmett and I need to be with the family again. I realize now that I've been very selfish monopolizing Emmett," Rosalie said.
Esme eyed Rosalie… she was deliriously happy that Emmett and Rosalie had decided to move back into the big house. But, in her heart of hearts, Esme couldn't see the old, vain, pigheaded daughter she once knew.
Esme watched Emmett as he blurred in and out of the house, moving at such a speed that she even had trouble seeing him.
'Well, at least Emmett was the same Emmett,' thought Esme She had heard him make plans earlier to form a hunting trip with Jasper.
"Alice, when are Edward and Bella due to arrive?" asked Rosalie.
"Hmmm…" Alice closed her eyes, "They should be here sometime early tomorrow. There's not near the rush for them since they've been staying with the Denali clan," Alice continued.
"Well…." Rosalie said, "So what's been going on with all of you lately?"
Alice and Esme gave each other a thoughtful look. Alice began with a laugh, "We were beginning to think the place was haunted. We'd hear things like music or singing, and sometimes…. we'd think we saw an apparition."
Emmett had stopped to listen, "What do you mean an apparition?" asked Emmett.
Alice looked at Emmett and said, "It's only happened a couple of times…. I'm sure that there's an explanation for it."
Emmett looked pleased… possibly a new hunt?
"Relax, Emmett, it looked like a little boy, he was probably just lost," said Alice.
Esme looked worried and said, "Well… if it's just a child, he shouldn't be hanging around our kind, it's just not safe."
Rosalie was intrigued; she hadn't smelled any humans nearby, or any strange vampire scents for that matter.
Rosalie rolled her eyes and looked at Esme, "Well… Are we starting over again? Am I going to be in high school or what?" she asked.
Rosalie loathed going thru the high school thing, all the kids knew there was something weird with the Cullen kids. She could visualize herself with Emmett and her siblings pretending…yet again.
"I'm not sure," Esme said, "Carlisle is working at the hospital tonight and we need his input as well as Edward and Bella."
"We probably won't stay here as long as we did last time," said Alice, "The only werewolves still around are pretty old and have not morphed in ages. If we stay here too long, more of the tribe will start to turn as well," she finished.
'Well maybe we shouldn't stay here too desperately long,' thought Rosalie, 'We were here around five years before they appeared last time.'
Emmett smirked and said, "C'mon Rosalie, lets all go out for a hunt tonight. Jasper said there have even been bear sightings since we've been gone."
Rosalie smiled at her husband, he took her hand and they raced into the looming night.
The next day Bella and Edward drove up in their black and gold MVD.
Emmett could hardly wait to see his favorite brother and his newest sister. Emmett's golden eyes locked onto Edward's flat black gaze.
Emmett said jokingly, "Geeze, Edward, Are you trying to starve yourself?"
Edward smiled a toothy grin and bear hugged his brother. Bella raced to Esme, Rosalie, and Alice and hugged each of them.
"I'm sorry, we just haven't had the time to eat in a good while," said Bella as she hungrily eyed the nearby forest.
Carlisle and Jasper raced out of the house to welcome the newcomers.
"I'm afraid that we'll have to go further out into the forest," said Jasper, "the animals have figured out we're back and won't come anywhere near the house," he said.
"He's pretty much right," said Carlisle, "when we first got here there were birds nesting in the trees, and evidence of deer, but once they got our smell, they all but disappeared."
They spent the day and night reminiscing. Bella told them how Jacob and Renesmee were doing.
"We haven't seen them in a while, but they can travel and not be noticed," said Bella enviously.
"All those years of me wanting to be a vampire, and now I can't just go out in day time… It sucks!" Bella laughed.
"Well, you asked for it!" chimed in Edward as he put his arm around Bella and kissed her head.
"We'll have to go hunting as soon as possible," said Edward.
Edward could feel his throat burning for release; his mouth was coated with venom.
"We just went hunting yesterday," said Emmett, "but we can go again."
"Nahhhh! We'll just run out and grab a quick bite to eat!" Edward said with a laugh.
Edward and Bella left the house just as the sun began to rise.
"I've forgotten that this place can be really beautiful at times," said Bella.
"Why don't you take the trail to the right – and I'll take the one to the left… that way we can herd the animals to each other," Edward suggested.
Before Edward could look over at her, Bella had already descended into the forest.
Edward began to run with the speed of a blur. He got well into the forest when he abruptly stopped in his tracks.
He took a big intake of air. Edward hadn't hunted in the forest of Forks for decades but he had to stop and figure out what was wrong. There was a strange scent in the air. What was it? He didn't know because he had never come across a scent like this one before. It wasn't human…. But there was a sweetness to it that reminded him of…. Edward couldn't believe it; he hadn't smelled blood so sweet since high school.
The next thing Edward knew his mouth was full of venom…. it was actually dripping from his mouth.
The next second he was crouching and ready for the hunt. Edward began to stalk the dim forest, occasionally flinging himself from tree to tree.
Edward jumped down on his haunches…his eyes glowing like two black coals, his hands had become daggers. He smelled a wildcat nearby.
Edward focused on the scent and moved like lightning. He caught site of the wildcat at the same time it saw him. He knew that it was terrified of him but he would kill it quickly so that it wouldn't suffer.
Edward scampered after the animal as it jumped over a boulder and into a cavern.
Edward smirked to himself. He knew this cavern well, it was very shallow, and it would be easy as pie now.
Edward let the hunter in himself take over as he entered the cavern blocking its exit. As he pounced on the cat he smelled the other scent… so, it was hiding here as well.
The wildcat scratched at him, but it could have been gentle caresses as far as he was concerned. Suddenly he felt the wildcat go limp as he sucked the last bit of blood from its body. Edward tossed the dead cat aside and turned his attention to the other animal.
Edward was stunned that in front of him, leaning against the rock wall was a child. A boy of no more than eight, with dark hair and blue eyes so dark they could almost be black.
But Edward was already too far into the hunt and couldn't stop. As Edward hissed and prepared to strike several things happened at once.
Edward spied a hideous monster; blood surrounding its loathsome face, the eyes in the face seemed like two empty holes burning with fire.
It took Edward a second to realize that the monster he'd just witnessed was from the mind of the child. Then he saw the boy close his eyes and look away while he shook in horror.
'STOP!' Edward commanded of his inner monster. Edward's mind was reeling, he was in hunt mode, he could NOT stop.
'Was this even real?' Edward thought to himself. He reached out to touch the boy on his shoulder.
Edward's rational mind came to him as the boy's dark trousers became darker… as the smell of urine assaulted his nostrils.
Edward struggled to put on a "human" face to the child. But it just stood there shaking, waiting for the end.
"Who are you?" Edward hissed. He was surprised at his own voice… he'd meant for it to be kind, not wicked.
Edward swallowed then tried again, "Please, who are you? I'm sorry if I scared you."
The boy opened his eyes, turned and gazed up at Edward.
Edward praddled on with more questions, but he only received silence, hearing only a fast drumbeat in the background.
Edward should be hearing the child rant and rave inside his mind. Edward listened closely. Nothing. Edward studied the boy, despite his soiled clothing and wild hair, he thought the child unusually beautiful. Lustrous dark brown wavy hair to his shoulders, the unusual dark blue eyes, his pure paleness.
Wait! Could it be possible? He stopped and listened again, realizing that the quick drum beat was the racing heart of the boy.
'No,' Edward mused to himself, 'definetly not an immortal child.' Edward reached down to pick the boy up and began speaking doing his best to sooth the boy. "Let me take you home, maybe Carlisle or somebody will know you and be able to help you." The child submitted to him and just stared Edward in the eyes.
Edward ran but not too fast as he didn't want to further frighten the child. He eventually approached the house and entered, seeing that Esme and his siblings were in the living room alongside with Bella.
Everything came to a standstill the moment Edward walked in with the boy.
Bella looked questionly at Edward, "What's going on? Who is that?" she asked pointing toward the boy.
Soon Edward was assaulted with question after question. He sat the grubby little boy on the floor.
Edward began, "I was hunting and came across him, and I have NO idea who he is. He won't talk, I've asked who he was, where he came from, and his name." Edward looked almost irritated, "He's answered none of my questions. I'm going up to take a quick shower and a change… I guess I scared him and he wet himself," Edward said as he quickly left.
Esme and Rosalie tried to ascertain the same questions that Edward asked but received no answer. The boy just looked around staring at the vampires... he seemed to study Emmett, Jasper, Alice, Esme, and Bella, ending with Rosalie.
"Esme, I'm going to give him a bath, can you help?" asked Rosalie.
"Of course," replied Esme.
Together, they took the boy to the master bathroom and bathed him, wiping away the dried blood on his feet and ankles. His skin was snowy white and it almost seemed to glow as from an inner light source. Rosalie dried his hair and began drying the boy's skin as Esme fetched one of Carlisle's undershirts. Esme began dressing the boy in the undershirt as Rosalie watched.
"He's so incredibly beautiful," sighed Rose.
"I was thinking the same thing," Esme said, "I've never seen another human remotely like him. He doesn't even smell like a human."
Together, they took the boy downstairs where he sat on Rosalie's lap. Edward had come back down freshly showered and he and the other vampires looked at the boy, all with a loss for words. The boy returned their stares then shuttered when he saw Edward.
Edward got up, went over to where Rosalie held the child, he went to his knees and placed his hand on the child's back.
"I'm very sorry that I frightened you like I did," Edward said, "I would never try to hurt you on purpose."
The boy turned his midnight eyes to Edward's, and then he did the most astounding thing… he smiled. If Edward had had a heart he would have thought that it had broken in response to the boy's smile. Edward couldn't help but wink at the child and chuckle.
"Something's just not right," said Jasper and continued, "He just doesn't smell like a human, although it is a pleasing smell."
Rosalie said, "I wonder if he's hungry? Do we have any food yet, Esme?"
"I don't think so," replied Esme, but I can get him some water. Esme returned with a glass of water, which the boy drank thirstily.
"Well…what should we do with him?" asked Emmett.
Rosalie gave him a glare and said, "He doesn't have anybody, why would he be in the forest all alone?" Rosalie smiled and looked at the boy, "I'm thinking that I should keep him."
Everyone in the room looked at Rosalie in abrupt surprise, especially Emmett.
"Babe," Emmett said, "We can't just take some kid out of the woods and claim he's ours."
"We really need to know who… or even what he is first." Bella said. She looked at her husband, and said, "I was wondering why we never met up in the woods… I guess I see why now."
"I've just talked to Carlisle," Esme said, "I told him about the boy and he's bringing some food from the hospital cafeteria."
Edward was beginning to feel stifled in the living room, so he walked across the room to the grand piano and began to play.
The boy appeared mesmerized by Edward's playing. The gentle harmonies of classical music began to drift through the Cullen home, calming its occupants. Emmett picked up the remote and turned on the flat screen, putting it on mute, searching for a football game.
Edward stopped playing and tilted his head to the right saying, "I think Carlisle finally made it back from the hospital."