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Breaking Dawn (my version)

This is my version of Breaking Dawn. Post Eclipse. Edward and Bella are set to be married, but what will happen when a new clan of Vampires bent on world wonquest surface? A new character is introduced, and an old one finds new purposes. Please leave reviews!!!

Um, this is post Eclipse, so there are definately going to be some spoilers in this. I don't own any of the characters except for the ones that I have created.

2. Chapter 1

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Chapter One: Evidence Left

17 Years and 3 months ago…

Carlisle was in his dimly lit office at the hospital, preparing to end his shift, when he received a phone call from the nurses station in the Forks hospital. “Dr. Cullen?” asked the nurse on the other end of the line. “Yes Marie,” replied Carlisle. “There’s a woman down here in delivery, and… well, you better see this for yourself.”

Carlisle hung up the phone and was downstairs as quickly as possible without discerning suspicion on himself. He entered the Maternity Ward to see a woman, wearing rags, who had apparently just come out of labor. He turned to Marie, and asked, “What is the matter?”

Marie handed him the woman’s child’s report. Carlisle’s eyes widened as he saw what the baby’s temperature had been. “He should be dead,” whispered Carlisle in bewilderment. The temperature readout had been 70 degrees F. Carlisle knew that this temperature was only slightly above that of the average vampire, however, he had never heard of a vampire being born.

Marie took the clip board out of his hands and then handed him another one. This time it displayed the current temperature of the newborn. “That’s odd,” muttered Carlisle. “His temperature here seems fine. Was it just a technical error?”

Marie smiled. “I thought that the first time, but then we used almost every thermometer in the building, and received the same result,” she said. Carlisle let this sink in, and then turned to Marie. “What has the child been eating or drinking?” he asked. Marie gave him a bewildered look. “He’s been on the same baby formula we give all of the other newborns,” she answered.

“I’m not certain how these readings could be accurate, but if the child is behaving normally, I see no reason why we should worry,” stated Carlisle slowly. Keep him under observation, and let me know how he’s doing tomorrow.”

Marie nodded, and then he walked off to his office, clocked out, and then drove home.

Present Day: Forks, Washington.

I was in the car with Edward. I kept glancing down at the ring on my finger, and then at the road, and then next to me at Edward. He gave me a reassuring smile, which I returned with a weak one of my own. I was worried about what Charlie was going to say. I know that he would be shocked, maybe even angry, but I wanted to do this right.

My mind would stray back to when Charlie told me that if I was going to do anything major, I should just tell him first. Unfortunately for me, the major event that was going to occur soon just kept growing larger and larger.

My stomach seemed to drop farther that it already was. Edward pulled into the driveway, and then got out. An instant later, he was opening my door and helping me out of the car. After I got out of the car, we walked slowly towards the front door. I turned the knob, and as I walked in, my stomach hit the bottom. I took a deep breath and then opened the door, and walked in.

Charlie was sitting in the den on the couch, watching a football game. He looked up as we walked in the room, and then diverted his gaze back to the TV.

I took another deep breath, and then said, “Uh, dad, can we talk to you for a minute?” “Sure,” said Charlie, not looking away from the TV. “Can we talk to you for a minute, without the football game being on?”

Charlie turned to look at me again. This time, he studied my face, and then, grudgingly, he hit the off button on the remote. Then he made to stand up, but I said, “You should probably stay sitting.

His eyes widened, and after a minute of thinking about something, he finally opened his mouth and said, “You’re pregnant, aren’t you.”

My mouth dropped, and a look of shock similar to the expression on Charlie’s face appeared on mine. Fortunately, Edward was there to hedge me off before I said any of the rather explicit things that came to my mind. “No Charlie,” he said calmly, “she’s not pregnant.” Edward turned to look at me, waiting for me to talk, but I still was completely thrown off by what he had said.

As the shock cleared away, I slowly said. “He’s right dad, I’m not pregnant. Remember that talk we had not too long ago?”

Charlie winced. The sex talk that he had attempted to give me was possibly one of the most embarrassing moments of either of our lives. It was one that I was never likely to forget, even when I do change, and its one of those moments that he will never forget as a major too much information chat.

I opened my mouth again, and struggled to find the right words. Finally, I settled on the simplest. “Dad,” I said, “Edward and I are engaged.”