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Emmett Cullen was changed in 1935 by the Cullens. But there was another, Isabella, who was also changed....but by another. Caught walking alone near the woods weeks after her brother's death, her life is changed for the rest of eternity.[AU]

I know, I should probably finish everything else, but there's a fire under my tush, and it doesn't go out, not to mention the copious amount of ants in my pants :) So sue me. The plus side of the fire? My bottom is never cold....

4. Falling

Rating 5/5   Word Count 3042   Review this Chapter

Rosalie POV

I watched Emmett's face fall when he heard that he could not see his family. He would never be able to see them ever again. I felt my heart ache for him, knowing what that pain felt like.

“I’m so sorry,” I told him. He nodded once at me then looked to the floor. I had a feeling that if he could cry, he would be.

He looked back up at me and let a small smile cross his face, though I could see that it never reached his eyes. Everyone remained silent and left him to his thoughts for a few moments before continuing. What seemed like hours later, Emmett asked us to proceed with the information that he wanted, and needed, to know about.

Emmett POV

I was in complete and utter shock. I couldn’t go home. I would never see my parents or brothers again. Most of all, I would never see Bella again, my sweet little sister. How will she cope without me? How will the family deal with my disappearance?

I pushed those depressing thoughts aside for the moment and decided to instead pay attention to Carlisle. I looked up and saw all of them waiting for me, and I nodded my head as confirmation that I would listen closely.

“To start off with Emmett, my family and I do not drink human blood, but animal instead. Once we finish this…discussion…you can either choose to go off on your own, or stay here and live with us, following our way of life.”

As he paused, I chose to speak. “Well, if you don’t mind, I can decide right now what my choice will be. I would like to stay with you.” I glanced at them all, saving Rosalie for last, and saw them beam at me with happiness. I smiled back at them all and waited for Carlisle to continue.

“Wonderful! Now that that’s settled, we can carry on.” He went on to describe about the effect of us going into sun light, how often we have to feed, as well as how long I will need to train for control around humans and when my eye color would become the same color as theirs. Edward told me about his gift, and Carlisle continued the topic describing it to me in more detail.

I learned that a human drinker had crimson colored eyes, while a “vegetarian” vampire, as they called it, had topaz colored eyes. They also told me about the Volturi, and how they were the technical rulers of our kind. They were not the sort of vampires that anyone wanted to mess with, not to mention they recruited and had so many powerful guards among their number.

Another myth that was apparently all too real was werewolves. According to Edward, they were made to destroy and despise us, as well as the fact that they smelled absolutely horrible.

Once Carlisle had figured he covered everything, he smiled and looked around the room. “I believe it’s time we took Emmett hunting.” The room was filled with agreement. “Though,” he said turning to Rosalie, “you can stay home if you like Rose, you’ve already gone.”

She smiled and shook her head. “It’s alright, I’ll go as well. I can’t let the rest of you go off while I’m alone during Emmett’s first hunt.” She glanced my way but then quickly turned away when she saw me watching her. I grinned in response.

“Then it’s settled, we’ll all go,” Esme said happily.

All of us rose from our positions in the room and made our way to the front door. When we got outside, I ended up walking, as well as running, next to Rosalie the whole way, something that I didn’t mind in the least.

I began to slow as I saw the others do the same thing. We stopped outside of a rather large meadow which had deer grazing throughout its entirety. I looked at everyone else to see them watching the deer calmly and patiently. I suddenly realized that I had no idea as to how I would need to hunt. Sensing my uncertainty, and most likely reading my mind, Edward turned to me and smiled.

“Don’t worry about it too much, Emmett. When the time is right, just let your instincts take over,” he told me quietly so that the deer wouldn’t be alerted to our presence.

I shifted nervously. “How do I do that?”

“Just smell the air.” I did as he told me. “Do you smell that, the sweet scent coming off the deer?” I nodded.

It smelled wonderful, like nothing I had ever come in contact before. I didn’t want the scent to fade. I just wanted to be engulfed by it.

“First,” Carlisle began, “we’ll start you out with the deer. Afterwards, you can hunt until you find your preference.” I raised an eyebrow at this. How can you have a preference?

Edward laughed at my confused expression. “It is possible to have a preference, Emmett. The blood will smell and taste better to you than any of us. For example, I prefer mountain lion to anything else when I get it.” I nodded in understanding.

One of the deer made a sudden movement and I snapped my head up. The smell was getting stronger and I thought I would be driven mad because of it. Rosalie noticed my tension and placed a calming hand on my shoulder. I shifted my attention slightly from the deer to the goddess beside me.

She gave me a small smile. “The bloodlust will be hard in the beginning, but you’ll get through it. Don’t worry.” I nodded. She looked ahead then back to me. “Get ready for it.”

They all changed their position from relaxed to an attack stance and I followed suit. Edward looked at me and nodded then took off, followed by the rest. I ran at the nearest deer as they all scattered and the instincts that Edward told me about took over. I lunged and snapped its neck, putting it out of its misery. I sank my teeth into the animal’s throat and drank deeply, tasting such a sweet liquid.

When I was done, I must have gone through about five. I stood and looked to see the rest of the family finishing, except Rosalie who was already done. She came over to me and helped me get rid of the carcasses, burying them a little bit away from where we originally were. We walked back to the meadow and found Carlisle, Esme, and Edward waiting for us, their carcasses disposed of as well.

“Are you satiated?” Carlisle asked.

I thought a moment then shook my head. “No, it feels like there’s something missing.” He nodded his head.

“Alright then, why don’t you and Rosalie go deeper and you can find something else. We’ll meet you back at the house.”

We nodded and took off, going further into the forest. Rosalie led the way since I had no idea where to go. As we ran, I stopped abruptly, catching the most delectable scent that I had come across, vampire or human. Rosalie noticed my change of pace and came back to stand at my side.

“What is it?” she asked.

“I just picked up a scent, it smells wonderful.”

She nodded and smiled. “That’s probably your preference. There are no humans around here, so go ahead and find it. I’ll be waiting.”

I grinned then took off after the scent. My nose led me to a large bear, most likely male, who was trying to get what looked like a rabbit out of its hole. I don’t know what he intended to do with the rabbit, but he would never get the chance.

I threw myself at him while he was distracted and landed on his back. He became furious that I had snuck up behind him and attempted to throw me off. When that had failed, the bear turned sharply and one of his paws came back and swiped at me, successfully dislodging me from his back, then turned to face me.

I grinned impishly as he came at me, ready to attack once more. As he did so, I dodged and tackled him, bringing the bear to the ground. Within two minutes, I killed him and drained his body of blood. I licked my lips and made sure the rest of me was presentable, then turned to go back to Rosalie.

I found her right where I left her, leaning against one of the trees. She looked at me then started laughing. I couldn’t really understand why she would do that. I looked at her quizzically and waited until she was done with her fit.

She stood up straighter, still chuckling, and walked over to me. I raised an eyebrow at her and she smiled in response.

“You’ve got some blood on your nose,” she said.

“Do I?” I asked. She nodded. “I thought I cleaned up pretty well. Huh.”

She chuckled once more and pointed to where I should clean off. I tried rubbing it off, but from the look on Rosalie’s amused face, I wasn’t being very successful.

She shook her head. “It’s still there. You’re doing a horrible job. What will I do with you?” She chuckled again and came closer. “Let me help.”

She lifted her hand gracefully and brought it to the tip of my nose. Rosalie rubbed my nose for a few moments before letting a satisfied smile grace her face.

“There,” she said, “all better.” Her hand slipped from my nose to cheek and lingered for a few seconds before she brought it back down.

I sighed and looked down into her beautiful mesmerizing gaze. I felt like I couldn’t breathe, even though I really didn’t need to. We just stood there, for what seemed like endless moments, our eyes fixed on each other. After an eternity, I noticed that we were getting unconsciously closer to one another. It seemed as if she’d noticed the same thing and we stepped away from each other, me clearing my throat to break the silence.

“We should…um…get back to the house,” she told me. I nodded and smiled at her, receiving a nervous smile in return.

The whole way back to the house, neither of us spoke, letting the silence envelop us. As we got through the front door, Esme met us and directed me to the upstairs washroom, near my new room, so that I could get all the dirt off and change my clothes.

When I had finished, I made my way downstairs to the living room where the rest of the family had already gathered. They looked up at me and smiled as I entered, indicating that I should sit. I took the empty space next to Rosalie, leaving a bit of room between us so I wouldn’t be too close and make things awkward.

Esme smiled kindly at me. “So, what are your interests, Emmett? I think it’s best if we got to know each other a little.”

I nodded. “Well, as you must already know, I liked to go hunting before you changed me.”

“Is that what you were doing out there before you got attacked by there bear?” Rosalie asked.

“Yes, I left my house early in the morning while the rest of my family was still asleep. I left them a note that I would be back later…I guess that note was somewhat pointless, wasn’t it?” I finished quietly.

Rosalie looked down, as did the rest of them. As we sat there speaking to one another, I learned that Carlisle changed all of them when they were dying, though he himself was changed centuries before in London when he was attacked. After some time, had to go to the hospital since it was his shift, leaving the rest of us in the living room. However, soon Esme also excused herself and she was followed by Edward not long after, leaving Rosalie and myself alone together.

I looked at Rosalie, only to find her staring at me sadly. “You really miss your family, don’t you?” she asked me. I nodded solemnly and she looked at the floor. “I miss mine too, so you’re not the only one.” She gave me a weak smile. “Do you want to talk about them at all? It might make you feel better.”

“Well, what can I say about them? They were the best people, so loving and caring,” I began softly. “All of us got along most of the time, except for the occasional argument between my brothers and I which always ended in some type of duel.” We both laughed at that as I recalled the memories.

“We were all so confident in who would win, and it was never who we thought it would be. Our father would get angry and try to break us up while my mother stood in the background, trying to be serious…and failing. In the end, we’d all just end up laughing with one another, no matter what had made us angry before.

“We weren’t really close to the rest of our family. It was just our immediate one, meaning only the people within our house. My grandparents passed away when I was young, so I really don’t remember them, especially not know.”

Rosalie placed one of her hands on my own, looking sad beyond belief. “I’m sorry,” she whispered.

I felt a pull on my heart and lifted her head with my hand. “Don’t be, it wasn’t your fault. I was never close to them so it’s fine.” She nodded.

“But the rest of your memories will fade with time.”

I shook my head. “I plan on holding on to them as much as possible, trust me. There are some I won’t let go of. As long as I remember where I came from and who my family was, I’ll be fine. Maybe forgetting will make it better.” She smiled but it didn’t touch her eyes.

“Maybe.” She was quiet for a moment. “So how many brothers did you have?”

“I had three older brothers, all close in age. John was the oldest at twenty-four, and he’s also the only one who is engaged. Before I…disappeared, the wedding was coming at a rapid pace. Though now, I imagine they postponed it.” I paused, then shook off my grief and continued. “After John was Nathaniel, who is only a year younger, followed by Henry who turned twenty-two quite recently, and I’m two years younger than Henry at twenty.” I smiled at her.

She nodded, taking in all the information that I had just told her about my brothers and I. I laughed quietly but she noticed, giving me a strange look. I smiled at her.

“Anyone who didn’t know us, would know that we were brothers without asking.”

“How so?” she inquired.

“Simple. We all look alike. We all had the same color, except for John and my father, who had such a dark brown color that it could pass as black. We all also had the same eye color, except for Henry, who had deep blue eyes.” She nodded while I thought for a moment. “Those are some interesting differences actually,” I said smiling. She laughed in response, as well as agreement.

“So, you had your parents, and three older brothers as siblings for a family?” she asked curiously.

I looked away from her quickly, glad of the fact that vampires couldn’t cry. Rosalie noticed my abrupt mood change and looked concerned.

“What is it?” she whispered.

“I had one other sibling, the youngest of us all,” I replied.

“Did something happen?” she questioned.

I shook my head. “Not yet…well maybe, since I’ve been gone.”

Confusion swept across her facial features. “What do you mean?”

I sighed sadly. “I also had a little sister, Isabella, who was seventeen years old. I was closer to her than anyone else, and the same for her. I shouldn’t have gone into the woods…” As I trailed off, Rosalie took on a guilty and miserable look.

“Rosalie?” She looked at me. “I don’t regret being changed, I just regret being so stupid and not remembering to be careful. My death will probably hit my sister the most. I don’t know how she’s going to deal with it.”

“Oh Emmett, I’m so sorry this had to happen to you.” I merely smiled. “Won’t the rest of the family help her deal with it?”

I nodded. “Of course! She was closest to Nathan after me. But…I know her well enough to know that she’ll grieve for a long time.” She nodded in response. “I just…I wish I could see her one last time, tell her not to worry about me and to move on.” I paused briefly. “But that’s not possible…is it?”

Rosalie smiled at me sadly. “No Emmett, it’s not. You don’t have control of your bloodlust, but even if you did, you couldn’t see her. What would you tell her? The truth would be impossible, unless you changed her of course.” She watched me warily when she said the last part.

“I would love to have my little sister with me for eternity, I love her like no other.” I looked down to the floor. “But I couldn’t do that to her, or my family. Losing me was bad enough, but both their youngest children? That would devastate them to no end.” I sighed. “I want the best for Isabella. I want her to finish her schooling, grow up, find love, marry, have children and die as an old woman. I want her to be able to see our family and keep in touch with them.”

Rosalie looked as if she would cry. “You want all the things for her…that you can’t have yourself,” she stated quietly.

I smiled. “I want only the best for my little Isabella, as always.”

“I understand, I wouldn’t have cursed any of my family to eternity, no matter how much we cared for each other,” she told me. She looked up and our eyes met, never breaking contact.

I moved to sit next to Rosalie and took her hand in mine. “Thank you so much for listening and understanding.”

She grinned. “It was no problem, I’m always here if you need to talk.”

I nodded. Our eyes locked once more and without warning, I bent down and snatched her sweet lips with mine. We broke apart moments later and sat there in silence. Rosalie smiled at me and I did as well. She leaned into me and I encircled her in my arms.

“Something tells me,” I whispered, “that eternity won’t be so bad.”