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This World

After seven months of healing, Bella starts to notice some changes. She is taller than before, warmer, and stronger. She figures it's a fever and brushes it off. But when a strange visit from Renee reveals interesting family scandals, Bella undergoes a monstrous change. Then, a vengeance crazed vampire comes to town with one intent-kill Isabella Swan. When Bella is changed even further, what will happen? After things settle, she lives quite happily for forty more years, until her past comes back to haunt her. When old love is revived and new love arises, who will Bella choose?

Hi, this is my first story. I expect it to be quite long, but I'm unsure. I do guarantee twists! As it said on my profile, none of the charactes nor settings belong to me. Sadly. :( Anyway, enjoy!!!

7. Chapter 7. War

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I floundered about, looking between the baby and my mother, then to Phil, then back to the baby, before doing a double take on Phil. This was impossible, how could this baby be a polar opposite of both Phil and my mom? None of his features, or his head shape, was that of the other two in this room. How the hell could he literally look nothing like either of his parents?

And then, with a flash of suppressed white hot fury, it hit me. He probably looked just like his father. Who, I was guessing, was not Phil. I locked my jaw and looked back to Phil, who was tenderly caressing my...her face. I glared at her slack form, before whispering to Phil-for the baby's comfort only, of course, being that none of this was his fault-"Phil, come here...you...you just need to see this."

He smiled up at me, and I saw that tears were trailing down his face, he looked just, so happy. Like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time. He was so elated, on cloud nine. At that point, I faltered. Could I really crush that happiness right now? Could I justify doing that to such a good man? Would that make me a good or bad person? Did I want to tell him for his well-being or out of spite at my mother?

I knew he would have to find out eventually, and false hope was never a good thing. But he looked so God damn happy...it would hurt either way, wouldn't it? No matter what, Phil would be devastated, that much I knew. It wasn't a good thought, but it was the truth. And, by the way, I was finding that the truth really fucking hated me. You could tell I was angry, I rarely cursed.

Luckily enough, the pack said I had great self control, so I took a few deep breaths, and thought about what would happen to the baby if I phased right here, holding him. It was not a pretty picture at all and even made me a bit sick. But, it did serve its purpose and calm me down.

I had to make a choice. I decided, and then I smiled the fakest smile I've ever known, more so than any of the plastic ones I used a few months ago, and whispered, "I'm a big sister now." His grin was so large; you would have thought it would fall off his face. He chuckled quietly. "Yeah kid, you are. I...I just..." He seemed unable to complete his sentence as happy tears flooded his eyes again. He tilted his head back to blink them away, offered me another smile, and went back to gazing at my mother.

I felt like such a terrible person, keeping this from him, but I knew I would feel even worse breaking it to him myself. Either way, I felt like the monster. Fate had it out for me. If I didn't die, I would kill myself from going insane with grief and anger. Great.

I turned in a little circle while rocking the baby. I still loved him; the fact that he wasn't Phil's didn't make me hate him. It just made me furious with Renee. I mean, how could she? How many lives was she going to ruin? Phil's, mine, many different ways, in fact, Charlie's, Billy's...how long was this list going to be?

She cheated on my father with his best friend, ran and left him in the middle of the night, divorced him, and barely let him see his child. There went Charlie's life and happiness, right out the window. Then Billy, turns out, he has a daughter. Well, his life wasn't ruined, but fucked up? Yes. Then Phil. Sure, his life isn't ruined either. At least, not yet. Pretty soon, he'll find he's married a...a...her, and has a son that isn't his. There goes a few happy years. Me. I am not all about me, and I have sacrificed a lot for others. But you know what? I think there should be a point where you put your foot down, and say enough.

I mean, she kept me from seeing my father, which I didn't mind at the time, but now I really wish I knew him better. And then, while with her, I had no childhood. Never have I really been the kid. She worked sporadic jobs, forcing me to work nights and weekends. That left me little room for friendships, and also explains how pale I am. I barely ever got out; I was always taking care of us. I did the grocery shopping. I had the steady job, and made most of the money. I paid the bills, and made sure we weren't in debt. I was literally writing checks and signing my mother's name at five! I cooked all the meals. At least, all the edible meals. I was the one worrying at home at two in the morning, thinking something bad happened to her.

Hell, no one ever knew, not even her, that I was the one that took some of the beatings when boyfriends got angry. I was the fucking one who had to cover up bruises for school, got little sleep, and had worries. And I never blamed her. I knew it was her making up for lost childhood, because she had rushed into marriage. But that was her fault. Not mine. Yet I smiled while suffering through it. I smiled while wrapping the bandages around the fist shaped cuts and bruises. I fucking did that.

And now, here I am, a never aging creature, destined to risk my life trying to kill the species of my lost love. I would have to go into battles for the rest of eternity, trying not to die while fighting off vampires. And, to be quite honest, it was her fault. She had done so much, and made me so angry. All of this fucking stress. I was quivering now, and I handed the baby wordlessly to Phil, smiled, and ran out the window, disregarding the crash of glass or the cuts all over my body. I phased in midair, and was thankful the hospital room we were in was facing the forest. I ran so fast, I knew humans would only see a six foot white blur.

I needed to blow off some steam, so I surrendered my human consciousness over, and let the true animal take over. I sniffed the air, and one word came to mind. Prey. I dashed off to the south, slowly drifting deeper into the forest. I continued, until I heard a frantic tapping of feet. It was running. My sadistic side chuckled, enjoying the smell of fear now permeating the air. I finally saw a flash of grey fur, and almost laughed at the irony. I was hunting down a wolf. I stuttered for a moment, and turned west. Another scent drifted my way, much more appetizing. Soon I was feasting on a buck.

When I arrived home, there was a silver rental car sitting in my drive way. I felt a pang at what it reminded me of, but disregarded it when I saw a horrid looking Phil sitting on my front steps. His face was red and blotchy, his eyes puffed and bloodshot. His hair was in a mess, and there were bags under his eyes. I checked my digital watch he had gotten me. Holy crow! It was the next day; I had slept in the forest!

I shook away my shock, and stepped around Phil to unlock the door. Then, I walked back around, down the steps, and held my hand out to him. He heaved himself up, and slumped into me. It was so sudden I gasped, but then I sighed, and picked him up bridal style. He started, but just sobbed into my neck. I kicked open the door, gently of course, and set him on the couch. I closed the door, and sat back down, motioning him to lean on me. He did.

"Why?!" He moaned into my shirt, and I was at a loss. I had never seen him so...broken. He had always been a strong second father-like figure to me. Now, he seemed as if he was a scared little kid. I rubbed his back soothingly.

"I don't know. She's just..." I sighed and raked my free hand through my hair. I wasn't sure of what to say, hell, I wasn't sure of anything anymore.

"I don't know what I did!" He moaned again. "I tried. I loved her, I love you. I still love her. It hasn't been easy though. I mean, you and I always got along, but then you left and I wasn't sure of what to do! I tried to make everything fun, you know Renee, she still thinks and acts like a little kid. I wanted someone more mature, but I figured it would fade. Then she got pregnant, and I swore I would be the best Daddy ever..." He paused to just cry for a moment, then continued. "I prayed to the lord to send me a beautiful baby girl, one just like you. I love ya Bells, just like my own daughter."

I felt my own eyes watering at his statement, but I sniffed them away. I needed to be strong for Phil. "Then we came up here, and found out you were a giant wolf! I thought it was so cool, and I didn't care what you were, as long as you were happier than you have been lately. I don't know if she told you, but I've been worried sick, and my game's been failing cause of how depressed I've been, because you were depressed Bells. You deserve to be happy.

"Then, she goes into labor at the hotel, and I freak. I started to drive her when I realized you would know more about child birth than I do. I called ya, and begged you to come over. Of course, you being you, dropped whatever you were doing and came. When we got there, I begged the doctors to make an exception for you, to let you in, but they said no. I was terrible Bells, but then you burst in, and I heard you yellin' at the doctors. I was so proud Bella, that you went against them and all for your mom and me.

"Then, it was over. I heard the doctor say it was a boy, and suddenly everything flashed through my eyes. I saw me holding him, while his little brown eyes were filled with happiness. I saw me changing him, saw me playin with little action figures, ruffling his brown hair. I saw a little me, but with a better child hood. I saw all four of us going to the park, I saw you pushing him on the swing. I saw us cheering him on at little league, I saw his first day of school. I don't know if you saw, but I was cryin Bells, I was so happy to be able to have a little boy to hold and care for.

"The doctor tried to hand him to me, but I knew I'd probably drop him, how bad I was shakin. I told them to give him to you, I knew you would take good care of him. And you deserved it Bell, you deserved to hold your little brother first. And then you told me to look, and it was the best sight of my life. You had a little blue angel wrapped up in your arms. You smiled a smile I could tell was fake, you aren't a good actress, but I thought it was just nerves. My face hurt from smiling Bell, I just loved that picture, and I knew you would look after him. But then, you started shakin, and I freaked out, because that's what happens before, you know, you change. Then, he was in my arms, face covered while I heard his little snores, and you were out the window.

"The doctors came in and took him away, going to check him up for injuries. I was kinda worried, but I knew you wouldn't do anything you knew would hurt him, so I didn't have a panic attack or nothing. I was nervous about not getting him back soon Bells, I knew I had to see him, or I would die."

He cried into my shirt some more, and by now, tears were tracking down my cheeks silently. He was so happy, he was so excited, and all of those hopes and dreams of a perfect family were crushed. He gasped, then continued.

"I finally got him back Bells. But I had to say goodbye, because they keep the baby and the mom overnight. I lifted his little hood, and saw him. And then I died.

He was definitely not mine. Oh Bella, he looked just like my best friend Josh. He's on the team, and he flirted with your mom a lot. But I knew he did that to every hot girl, and I didn't even think..."

He trailed off, and I became livid. I wasn't going to phase, I knew that, but I was still angry. Another best friend? How could this woman do that?

"Oh Bella, I was crushed. I went home, and cried, I didn't even get any sleep. I tried, but when I closed my eyes, I saw you and your mom and Josh and the baby. You were the perfect family. I didn't know what to do, I was going crazy. I knew the only person who could help me was you, and I came here a few hours ago, but no one answered. So I stayed, but I called Charlie and asked him to get Renee and the baby at the end of his shift. He was confused, but he agreed.

"Don't get me wrong Bella, I love that baby like nothing else, and I don't care whose he is. I still wanna be his Daddy. I still wanna have my little baby boy. But knowing that she did that, that I wasn't good enough...it makes me sad Bells. I told her I take a lot of things, but cheating ain't one of'em. Bella, I don't know what to do! I know what you're going through is much worse and harder than this, but Bells, I need help! I need advice! Please Bell, I...I..."

"Sh..." I cut him off. "I am so, so sorry she did that to you Phil, you don't deserve it. I can comfort you, but I have no advice. I've been left, but never cheated on. I would do what feels right. I would ask her for her side of the story, but from there, you're on your own. Phil, I love you like another father, and no matter what you do, you will always be welcome here. I would love to stay in touch with you.

"But let me tell you something; that is your child. No matter what anyone says, he is yours. If you raise him and love him, you are his Daddy. You may not be his father, but you will be his dad. Got it?" He just nodded. I sighed, and kept rubbing his back soothingly as he slowly fell asleep.

Charlie had called later, around eight, and wondered when Phil was going to be there so he could come home and have dinner. I already had dinner made, and the pack called, asking if they could come over to eat. I assured him that a warm dinner was waiting for him, as well as dinner guests. He just grunted, and I laughed, assuring him that it was just the pack. That made him happy, he loved seeing them, especially Jake.

I woke up Phil, who looked much better after some sleep. He washed his face and left, hugging me and thanking me many times before actually getting out of the door. I waved as he pulled away, and as if on cue, the pack pulled up not two minutes later. My waved turned from bye to hi as I welcomed them in, and their new lady friend...maybe an imprint?

"One second guys, I just gotta call Charlie."

I rushed away to the phone, telling Charlie that Phil was on his way. After, I walked back into the living room where the pack had made themselves at home. The new girl was sitting alone, staring out the window. Glaring, actually.

"Hey guys, who is this?"

Sam looked up at me, and grimaced. "That's Leah."

I turned to her. "Hi Leah." I smiled.

She looked at me, raked her eyes over me once, then settled on my face once more. Finally, she said something totally unexpected. "Aren't you cold?"

I looked down, and saw that I was wearing the same jean shorts and bikini top from yesterday. Then I looked back up into her hard brown eyes, and laughed. "Aren't you?" I asked after I had noticed that she was wearing something quite similar. She huffed and looked away. "I wish..." She muttered.

"Actually, she is the second female werewolf." Sam said. Both of our heads snapped towards him. "Second?" We said in unison.

He gulped loudly, then nodded. "Tell me." I commanded in my newly acquired alpha voice. Leah started at my tone, probably recognizing it. Sam sighed.

"She just phased yesterday, after you left." Leah looked back at him, and asked, "Who's the first?" He pointed to me.

I looked over to her, and her brown eyes softened, and she ran to me, giving me a hug. "Thank-you." She whispered. I stuttered a moment, before hesitantly patting her back. "For what?" I asked.

"For not making me go through this alone. I've been having a rough time lately, and this is just what I need." She began to drag me toward the stairs, and then was talking again, "I don't usually do this, but it's time we had a girl talk. I need to let my feelings out for once, and you can help. Plus, I'm sure you need some therapy too." I smiled at the way she put it. Therapy.

"Call me down when Charlie gets here." I called back to the pack, before adding, "And don't even think about touching any of the food." I glared at Quil and Embry. They looked sheepish, but nodded. I then allowed Leah to drag me to my room.

After we had gotten settled onto the bed, I began to talk. "Do you wanna go first?" She looked a bit embarrassed. "I've actually never done this before...I don't know how it works."

I smiled. "Actually...I don't either. I've never really had a "girl-talk" before." Then, I added under my breath, "At least not willingly."

She laughed, but seemed confused. "What does that mean?"

I blushed. "Well...I had a best-friend. Alice. She was a vampire." Leah growled. "She forced me to have girl talks and make overs. I hated it, but she did it anyway. She knew she would win. She could see the future."

Leah looked apologetic. "I'm forcing this on you too, aren't I? Well...shit. I have no idea in hell what to do now." I laughed, but shook my head. "I didn't have to come up here, I would actually love to talk to another female wolf. She grinned. "Good, cause I wasn't planning on letting you go anyway." I laughed, as did she.

We stayed up there a few hours, went downstairs to greet Charlie and grab a few plates worth of food, and came back up. I thought it was so sad, that she and Sam were in love, but he left her for her cousin, then her father died. I remembered Charlie going to the funeral, it was hard on him, and I could only imagine how she must have felt.

I had déjà vu from when I was comforting Phil, because it was much the same way when she discussed her father. I found that I liked her a lot, and she felt the same way. We were friends instantly. I told her my life story, and then we talked about random things and joked a lot. I found that I could actually show my real humor around her. I enjoyed sarcastic and cynical humor, as did she. It was almost as if it was meant to be.

After our girl talk, I decided to let the pack crash at my place. I had midnight patrols, and Leah had patrols right after, which was perfect. She slept in my bed as I took off into the forest. I enjoyed running, and continued for about an hour in our rounded rectangle around La Push and Forks when I smelt it. Vampire. A lot of them, and close too. I made a bee line for my house, knowing the pack was still there.

When I got there, I phased and sprinted out of the woods, only to see the same silver car. SHIT!

I walked through the door, and the pack was glaring at my mother, Leah was even trembling in the farthest corner, being that she was the only one who knew everything, even about the beatings. She knew exactly how I felt, and she was pissed about it. My mother probably knew they were glaring, and she just stared at the floor. Coward.

"What?" I snapped. I glanced at Phil, who was smiling down at the baby as if they were the only ones in the room. I looked back to see watery pools of green. "I'm so, so sorry." She whispered. Leah growled.

I shook my head and sighed. "No, you're not. You never have been, Renee. I'm just...tired, and there's things I have to discuss with the pack. Just go."

"But Bella, sweetie..." I cut her off. "Do not call me sweetie, because I am not yours anymore. I disown you. You cause pain, everywhere you go. Did you see the way Charlie and Phil reacted to you cheating on them? No, you didn't. And you probably didn't care. Leave my house. Don't come back. When you cause me pain, that's one thing, but when people I love," I gestured to Phil, "get hurt, that is a completely different story. Leave."

I turned around, motioning for the pack to follow me into the kitchen, and I didn't miss Leah's triumphant smirk. She knew I had never really stood up for myself before, and she was happy for me. But before I could reach the kitchen, Renee began to talk.

"Isabella Marie Swan!" She began sharply, "Don't you ever talk to me like that! I am your mother!" Leah was openly baring her teeth now, and the rest of the pack growled. I turned around, back stiff, eyes narrowed, glaring daggers of ice her way. "My mother is dead to me." I spat, before turning again, heading into the kitchen. I felt a pang in my chest at the heartbroken expression on her face, but she had done worse things to better people. I was a firm believer in justice, and that was what she got.

I heard the front door shut quietly, and their rental car zoomed away. I felt sorry I didn't say goodbye to Phil, but I knew his number and could call him if I needed to.

When in the kitchen, the pack gathered around my little table. Leah suddenly began clapping, and loud applause erupted from our small group. I smiled and shook my head as they said things like "Way to go Bella!" and "You showed her." Or, in Leah's case, "The wicked bitch of the west is dead!"

"Guys, I am serious." They all stopped, and their smiles faded. I took a deep breath, leaned forward on the table, and glanced at the clock. Six already? Then again, it had to be at least five, since that was when Charlie left for work.

"They are here." The pack, except Leah, who still didn't know about the army, growled. "They're really close. I found the trail, it's heading here. My house."

Leah looked around, confused, we filled her in, then set up battle plans. At least, Sam and I did, being that we were the old and new Alphas. I called Charlie, and told him to go to Billy's for the day, and he complied. Then, we stood in formation in the clearing in the middle of the woods near my house. Big enough for a large fight, and far enough away from civilization. I stayed human, and the wolves hid downwind. Suddenly, there was a flash of red, and then, emerged the evil creature from my nightmares.

"Hello. Long time no see." She said. I put on a plastic smile. "Why, hello, Victoria."

She tipped her head back and laughed. And suddenly, rows of crimson eyes lit up in the trees behind her. "I've been waiting a long time for this, girl. Where are your puppies, or Edward?" She snarled his name. I felt a pang, but kept my cool.

"Oh, he isn't here."

"Too bad." She jutted her bottom lip out, but then smiled. "Oh well. He'll just miss out on all the fun."

I smiled. She growled. She must have been angry I wasn't quivering with fear. "An eye for a fucking eye human." And with that, growls reverberated through the forest as fifty-two newborns charged us. The wolves stepped out, but allowed Victoria to get to me. They knew that this was between her and I.

"Time to die." She whispered, before lifting me by the neck with one arm. I laughed, and phased. She flew back, and stayed down for a moment, stunned. I crouched and growled, but she disappeared into the mass of growling that was the war. I joined, but couldn't find her, so I settled upon beheading as many newborns as I could. Their fighting style was hard to follow, though. It was choppy and sporadic, and had a lot of growling. It seemed that they didn't use strategy nor skill, but relied on strength.

I had beheaded about fifteen, when I heard a yelp. Victoria was about to sink her teeth into Seth's neck. I knew that vampire venom was a deadly poison to the wolves, and I saw Seth as a little brother. Red clouded my vision. I sprinted that way, letting a new born I had in my mouth fall to the ground. Just as Victoria's mouth reached his fur, I knocked into her. She gasped, but laughed. "Bye." She whispered.

There was a sharp pain in my left paw, and I looked down. I only saw half of Victoria's disgusted face as she was latched onto my ankle. Shit.

She let go with a gasp, then laughed. "Have fun dying the slow and painful death you deserve. I'll see you in hell." And with that, she was gone. I phased, not caring if anyone saw me naked, the fire had already started. I looked down, to see that her bite was exactly where James had gotten me before. I laughed bitterly, before moaning in pain and collapsing, the sound of the battle not soothing whatsoever.