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Finding the Moon

The Cullens lost Renesmee as a baby when she was kidnapped by a vampire. Bella and Edward have spent many years looking for their only child. They think it's the Volturi who have taken her. But instead, it was an individual's doing and not the Volturi as a whole. But instead of being raised by the vampire elite,she makes her way make to USA and spends the next years alone waiting for her life to change. With a house full of children, it's hard to realize that her family has found her once again.
But the War between vampires isnt over. They need everyone to help this time.
Character returns: Jacob, Seth, Sam and Emily plus 2, Quil and Claire, Embry plus one. The Cullen Family of course. And the Volturi. Nahuel, Huilen, Garrett and many others. J/R R/Other Enjoy my banner! banner for Finding the Moon

AN: So I’ve about finished “Who We Are” And I’ve been trying so hard to think of an idea for a story that will blow your mind as much as this one has, and then it came to me.! Actually I’ve been playing with the idea, daydreaming about the idea, and even thinking of the first chapters for the past month or so. I thought I’d get down the first chapter, show it to you, and then you guys can tell me where to go from there. Sound good? So you know what’s going on, and it will be explained more in the next chapter: Renesmee was lost by the Cullens. Sounds impossible doesn’t it. Well, instead of being taken by Jacob to safety, she taken by an unknown (or is it?) vampire and left on a doorstep in the depths of Europe, England to be exact. There, Renesmee aged quickly, and six years later looks the way she does in this story. Renesmee, a few years later, goes back to the United States with only the locket around her neck, and the knowledge of who and what she is lost over time. But how is that possible, because it wasn’t by nature that her memories were lost. She managed to keep some, but in fear, did not go out to seek her family, being told they gave her up because she was different.. .More will be learned as the story progresses.

1. Chapter 1

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Chapter 1

Carefully, I took the phone away from my ear and slid my thumb over the end button. With a slow breath, I try to calm down the panic from my body. I can feel hot tears behind my eyes daring me to break apart, but instead I push my way through the doors leading into the Arts building of my college, and head into the bright Texas sunshine. It was October, but it was so hot, that all I wore was a thin tank top.

I dropped my phone into my shoulder bag and then wiped the beads of sweat from my chest. I looked up and it seemed as if a haze was coming down at me. I needed another breath before I could take another step, but eventually I made it to the side of the road where my ride was waiting for me. I was just about to open the door of the worn, black Focus, my fingers sliding underneath the handle.

“Remee!” Someone shouted from behind me. I pushed my hair away from my face and turned to look. Mary was coming out of the Science building and jogging to catch up to me. “I wanted to ask you..” She breathed when she reached me.

“Yes?” I asked, I was itching to get out of the hot air and to the fresh air conditioning of the car.

“You’re still on for tomorrow night, right?”

I smiled. “Of course.” I told y’all I’d be there, didn’t I?”

“Good. I was just making sure, because you have a tendency to cancel plans.”

“Marie, I do have a lot of responsibilities that I--”

“Oh we know, I was just making sure. I’ll see you tomorrow!” She walked off. Before anyone else could grab my attention, I quickly opened the door and swung myself inside. I slammed the door and leaned towards the air vents, letting the cold air calm me. I sat up and turned to my driver.

“Hello, William.” I grabbed my seatbelt as we drove off the campus and into busy traffic. “How was your day at school?” William looked a bit tired. His black hair was pushed back from his face and standing up in the back. I reached up and smoothed it down.

“The same as every other day. How was yours?” He cursed as someone cut us off.

“I had an unexpected phone call just before you arrived.”

“From who?”

“Your school.” I said, looking up at him expectantly. He was grinning. “William, I don’t find this in the least bit funny.”

“Sorry.” He laughed, trying to fix his features. I sighed. “Did they tell you the whole story?”

“All of it.”

“Look, I didn’t mean to do it…It wasn’t really an accident, but I could have fixed it another way.” He smiled again. “But you should’ve seen the look on that guys face. It was priceless.”

“I bet it was. You need to watch yourself, William. Life isn’t all fun and games. You’ll realize that as you get older.”

“I’m seventeen!”

“And still too young to understand the consequences of your actions apparently. Make sure you pull up right in front.” I added as we approached the small white building. As I opened the door I could see him scowling beside me. “Stay here.”

“Where would I go?”

I sighed and walked up to the building. I was glad to feel the cool air as I walked in. “I’m sorry I’m late.” I said as I approached the front desk. The girl with the pink uniform smiled at me. All the employees here seemed to always be in the spot of wanting to please me. It got on my nerves, because it had been going on all my life. “Just go right in, Miss Cullen.” I thanked them and stepped into the larger, principle room of the building.

“There you are!”


I want to paint my face
And pretend that I am someone else
Sometimes I get so fed up
I don't even want to look at myself

But people have problems that are worse than mine
I don't want you to think I'm complaining all the time
And I hate the way you look at me I have to say
I wish I could start over


Will was gripping the steering wheel pretty tight when I came out, but I didn’t regret saying those things to him. I loved him, and I didn’t want him screwing up his life like this, even though he had more chances than others. I knew he was trying, and I knew he’d pass out of that phase soon. I hoped. My time as a seventeen year old, or what would have been considered the looks of seventeen, passed by quicker than this. I had no idea when Will was finally going to grow up.

Carefully, and with a burst of frustration, I buckled Elizabeth, Georgie, and Max into their seats, which took up the entire back seat. Because of this, Clarissa and Christopher took the bus home from school on an ordinary day. Today I guessed it was Christopher at home alone again. Clarissa usually found somewhere to be until late at night. She seemed to have a force pushing her away from our home. I only wished it wasn’t going to push her away from me. She was nearing William’s age, and I didn’t know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. I was having a hard time trusting her at the moment. And her friends were out of this world-- in the negative sense.

Once I was seated in the passenger seat I placed my hand over Will’s. I rubbed his knuckles for a second and whispered, “want me to drive?” William let out a slow breath and looked at me, shaking his head. I patted his cheek. And rested my fingers on his neck. “Just be careful next time, okay?” He nodded and leaned forward to kiss me on the cheek, and then I let go of him and he shifted into drive.


I am slowly falling apart
I wish you'd take a walk in my shoes for a start
You might think it's easy being me
You just stand still, look pretty

Sometimes I find myself shaking
In the middle of the night
And then it hits me and I can't
Even believe this is my life

Bella’s POV

It’s been this long. A very long journey of tracking and misunderstanding. It’s not like I hated my entire life over the past twenty-eight years. That’s how long I’ve been undead. And that’s also how long I’ve lived without half my heart. One half belonged here with Edward Cullen, my husband and sire. The other half was somewhere in the world, dead or alive or half way in between. I didn’t know. But there wasn’t one day when I didn’t think about my Renesmee, when I didn’t always keep a picture of her on me. And when I hoped she was thinking of me somewhere.

Was she searching for me like I’ve been searching for her? Or did she forget about me, moved on? Right now I wonder if she even looks the same. Dry tears are held back by nature inside my skull. I sniff. I feel his cold fingers slide into mine and I try to keep my feelings inside. I’ve been good at that now. Good at lying. Good at not letting the bad feelings show on the outside, and no one knew about them on the inside. Except Jasper. Though I knew he tried his best not to know what I was feeling, it probably sickened the hell out of him. But Edward didn’t know, and I didn’t know how Jasper could keep it from him. Unless Edward did know…. But he would have told me, wouldn’t he?

Exasperated, I turned and curled myself deeper into Edward’s chest. He wrapped his arms around my back and slowly brought the tips of his fingers up my spine. I breathed, relaxing momentarily. I could feel his lips in my hair, his breath sending his honey perfume into my face. If I could have fallen asleep, this would’ve been the time.

There was a doorbell downstairs, but Edward and I stayed where we were. We were in an entirely different state now, Alaska, no one worth talking to knew where we were. But, suddenly, Edward was sitting up. In a fraction of a second he was across the room and pressing his hand against the door. I watch, leaning on my arm as he listened to the minds downstairs.

“Who is it?” I whispered. Edward turned and looked at me. I saw sadness and excitement mixed in his features.

“An old friend has come with some very interesting news.”

“Really?” I was standing next to him now.

“He knows where she is.” He murmured into my neck. My body went rigid.

But people have problems that are worse than mine
I don't want you to think I'm complaining all the time
And I wish that everyone would go and shut their mouths
I'm not strong enough to deal with it