Christmas! (open)

[Bree Tanner Cullen]

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Bree had never had a proper Christmas before. She went through her childhood, never having a real celebration with her family. She and her arse of a father had a tree, but not much else. There were no lights, no family gatherings (none of them would have wanted to see dad anyway), and she rarely got presents. But this time around it was different. Bree had a family, a family who loved her and didn't bash her up when they were angry. She was finally going to have a proper Christmas, and she was just a little excited.

Alright, so 'just a little excited' was a huge understatement. Bree had helped decorate the tree with Alice, who was practically bouncing in excitement. The house was covered in bright Christmas decorations and even the outside had blinking lights. Bree was a little worried it would cause neighbourhood-wide seisures, but Alice assured her that the humans would not be affected. This would be a human-free party, with only the Cullens present. They didn't want another party at the Cullens' to awry, especially when Noelle was here.

Bree had done her own preparations for Christmas, including buying some presents for her adopted siblings and parents. She had even got Noelle something. Using money she had borrowed from Esme (she felt guilty for taking it, but Esme insisted she use it. It was her first Christmas, after all) she had bought every Cullen, even (regretably) Rosalie, a gift for Christmas. They were all wrapped and waiting under the tree for them to open.

Now that it was actually Christmas Day, Bree was more than a little excited. She was bubbly and bouncing around like Alice, and possibly a little worse than her. As soon as the clock struck midnight, Bree jumped off the couch she had been sitting on anxiously, and said "Merry Christmas," to all the Cullens. She paused and sat down again, feeling that she had made a little fool of herself. She sunk back into the chair. Had she not been dead, she would have been blushing in embarassment.

❧ Word Count; 348
❧ Tags; Anybody
❧ Notes; Merry early Christmas, lol (:
❧ Credits; Let the credits roll! Everything was made by Liebe at Caution. Keep these on or Liebe just might harm you... and/or eat you. Be afraid, please.

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[alice mary cullen]

Alice danced around as she dressed up the Christmas tree. She was just like a child at all times, and Christmas was no exception obviously. In her designer jeans, fake leather jacket, and dressy top, she picked up the lights. She wasn’t afraid of going on the roof. She was a vampire. And an even more graceful one than most. Besides, if something was going to happen to her, she would’ve seen it. With that, she took hold of the lights and headed outside after finishing the Christmas tree with Bree. She knew that she felt a lot more closer to the second newest vampire now, and Alice liked that. She liked that a lot.

She got up on the roof and put up the lights. She had heard Bree’s question about the seizures, and shook her head. “No, Bree. Things will be fine” she said and rolled her eyes. “Besides, there’s no humans coming to this party anyway. And we’re ages away from anyone, anyway. If I could have my way, I’d go even more extravagant!” she exclaimed, a grin on her face. Finally, she finished with the lights and climbed back down off the ladder. Looping her arm in Bree’s, she skipped back inside. Only another few hours, and Christmas would be here. Sure, Christmas Eve was exciting, but nothing compared to the excitement on actual Christmas. She herself, had never had a Christmas.

She thought back to the memories that were none existent. As much as she tried to, she couldn’t remember anything about the asylum her parents had put her in the moment she started having her visions. Obviously, they had thought her insane. She had never had a childhood. Hence why she was like this now. She never had the chance. Besides, she had Jasper. She was happy with him. And her family too.

Alice had gotten all of them gifts. Actually, more than just one each. When you gave Alice money, a holiday & free reign, she just cant stick to a limited number! She just loved shopping. To her, that was a gift. She sat back down on the couch, her head resting on Jasper’s lap with her feet up on the couch over Noelle’s lap. Finally, the hours had passed. Usually she was the first person to notice, but Bree bet her to it. She jumped up in excitement and grinned.

“Merry Christmas!” she said, then skipped over to Esme and Noelle, giving them a hug each before running over to everyone else, saving Bree for last. “Merry Christmas” she said, kissing her cheek gently as she hugged Bree to her tightly.

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[Esme Anne Cullen]

Esme watched the two girls prance around just a few hours before Christmas. It was Christmas Eve, and Esme always loved Christmas. So of course, she herself made it her top priority to allow her children to be happy. For the brief moment, the thought of her child she had lost had crossed her mind, and she did know that this was slightly because of him too. He didn’t get a Christmas. However, she wasn’t going to tell her ‘children’ that. They were hardly that. Edward was technically older than her, at least vampire wise. And so was Alice, and Jasper...So of course, she didn’t really call them that. They were her family. And her family meant everything to her. Hence why she was so glad to just have this holiday with them, and that the hospital hadn’t asked her husband to come in.

Honestly, Esme was a nice person...but the moment you separated her family on such an important day, steam came out of her ears, her eyes went red, her hair stood on edge, and she crouched down, looking ready to pounce. She really wasn’t some one you should mess with honestly.

Esme just watched the girls as she held Nessie in her arms, playing around with her. She had heard of the imprinting, and smiled at the thought that her grand daughter already had some one out there outside of her family that would do anything.

She looked over to the TV and smiled slightly at the Christmas movie she had put on. Mostly it was for Noelle. She had told the mother vampire that this had been the only thing her family had done when she was alive for Christmas. Besides, Nessie seemed to love it.

Finally, the clock on the wall made its sound, and she grinned from ear to ear. “merry Christmas, everyone”

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[Renesmee Carlie Cullen.]

Renesmee sat in her grandmother’s lap, looking at the TV as she watched the movie that Noelle had insisted the family watched. Physically, just two years old, she giggled as Santa came on. Now, she knew that Santa wasn’t real, as much as she didn’t want to. It came with over hearing everything that Alice said to Jasper. Such as ‘You know, you can always be my Santa tonight,’ and wink at him. Thankfully, Nessie didn’t know what Alice actually meant.

If she did, Alice would be getting an earful, that was for sure.

Nessie sighed and pouted as she looked at the TV. She thought of Jakie. Her Jakie. She knew that she wanted him there for Christmas. Already, being smarter than your aver edge few month old baby, she knew that Christmas was a time for family. And Jacob Black was family.

She looked away from the television the moment the movie finished. Noelle was about to get up to shut it off, when suddenly the other new vampire stood up in excitement, saying Merry Christmas. Nessie grinned and giggled, holding her hand up to Esme’s face. With that, she quickly showed her the thoughts, wishing her Grandmother a ‘Happy Christmas’.

She continued to smile as usual.

[Jacob Black]

Today was Nessie's first Christmas. It was something that Jacob wouldn't miss for the world. It didn't matter if Carlisle had advised him not to come because of a newborn who he assumed was Bree, he would be there to celebrate. He wouldn't just be there for Nessie, there was also the Cullens who he now, regrettably, could consider his friends. To some extent they were his extended family. Funny how things turn out, isn't it?

Unfortunately Jacob didn't have as much money as he hoped, so all of his presents were either cheap or handmade. Next Christmas or when he got more money he would make it up to all of them. He hated seeing how they gave each other really expensive presents while he couldn't. It made him feel stupid and unworthy sometimes. It shouldn't have mattered, though. In time Jacob would have money and he could buy everybody, especially Nessie, whatever they wanted.

Speaking of Nessie, her gift from Jacob was currently in his pocket. It wasn't expensive, and to anybody else it wouldn't have meant much. But Nessie was smart enough to know the meaning of a handmade woven friendship bracelet, and what it represented. Jacob would always be there for her, no matter what. Nessie came before everything else in the world.

The bracelet flipped around in his pocket as he walked up to the front door of the Cullen house. He was almost completely used to the vampire scent stench. He was nearly unbothered by it now. That showed how much he was at the Cullens lately. He was so used to it that he didn't smell the scent of a different vampire lingering around the house. He entered the house obliviously, not bothering to knock. They would all be awake and they would know he was coming.

"Hey," Jacob called out as he walked into the living room. His eyes instantly flitted to Renesmee who was sitting on Esme's lap. He smiled at her and was about to give Nessie her gift immediately, but that was when he caught the new scent in the air. His nostrels flared, and he saw the unknown vampire next to the other newborn.

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WORDS! 370
STATUS! Complete
TAGS! Anybodyyy
NOTES! I am bored.
INSPIRATION! I have zilch XD
CREDITS! Template by arro @ Caution!
LYRICS! Mr Brightside by The Killers
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[Noelle Kennedy Beaumanoir]

Noelle looked over the whole family, trying to keep her gaze away from the television. She had thought that she would’ve liked the familiarity, but honestly all she wanted to do was run up the stairs and cry. It had been such a short time since she had been changed, and since then all she could do was feel depressed at any mention of family. She had left hers, and almost willingly you could say...After all, s he wasn’t dead. If only she could control herself, she could go back to them. But no. Her thirst for blood was too much. Thankfully, she could deal with Nessie. She had learned quick enough to do that. However, if another human (or even part human) walked in, she would be over whelmed and attack. Both Nessie and the other person.

Noelle listened to the others, knowing exactly what they were thinking. They were all family together, and no matter how many times Esme and Alice told her, she just didn’t feel comfortable. She loved them, already she really did of course. She bit her lip and sighed once more, before running her fingers through her dark, dirty blonde hair. She was trying to hide the hurt. She didn’t want to bring others down on Christmas. Especially when it was Renesmee’s first Christmas. It was supposed to be a joyous occasion. And like hell she was going to ruin it.

As they all said Merry Christmas to each other, she said it back to each and everyone of them. She was still depressed of course, but she wasn’t going to show it. Not yet anyway. For a moment though, looking at their smiles, she felt like she might’ve belonged here, like she didn’t have to deal with everyone, like she didn’t need to protect them. For once, she felt happy. But it only lasted for a moment.

Hey.. Oh no. A voice. Of a human. Or by the stench of wet-dog, it seemed to be a werewolf. Alice had told her their were other beings, and the ones they dealt with the most. Their smell was sickening. But by the whiff she had gotten, their blood didn’t.

She finally got a look at her now prey. A look came into her eyes, and her animal instincts took over. The moment she caught his scent, she pounced on him. It had only been a month after all. She didn’t know of the poison from her bite would kill him.

[Jacob Black]

Jacob stared wide-eyed at the dark blonde haired vampire. He saw hatred and thirst in her eyes, and he didn't need telepathic or precognitive powers to know what was going to happen next. Before he could think about his own safety, he realised Nessie was in danger of this vampire. She was half human, she needed to get out of there! From the bright red irises Jacob could tell she was a newborn. They were the strongest, and most uncontrollable of their kind. "Get Nessie out of here!" Jacob yelled as the vampire sprung.

Jacob could feel his instincts taking over, and a heat ripped down his spine like he had been electricuted. He could not phase here, he could end up hurting someone with his large size and he didn't want this Christmas celebration ruined. He gained control of his anger, kept a firm grasp on his humanitym, and watched the vampire leap through the air. It wasn't in slow motion like the movies. It was at full speed, maybe even faster. But the speed didn't matter, Jacob's brain could process it quickly. He moved from the vampire's immediate trajectory. It didn't matter how super she was, she would not be able to change her direction mid air. The vampire landed on her feet a couple of metres away, and Jacob was certain she was going to attack again. Before she could, he grabbed her forearms and pulled them back so she could not turn around. Jacob felt the heat in him again, telling him to either rip her arms of or phase into a giant wolf. He faught both instincts, and focused entirely on talking. "What the hell is this?" he snarled. He was nearly positive the vampire would overpower him quickly, but he kept a firm grip on her arms anyway.

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WORDS! 284
STATUS! Complete
TAGS! Anybodyyy
NOTES! I am bored.
INSPIRATION! I have zilch XD
CREDITS! Template by arro @ Caution!
LYRICS! Mr Brightside by The Killers
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[Esme Anne Cullen]

Esme's eyes widened as soon as Jacob came walking in. "What the HELL are you doing here?!" she yelled, about to kick him out before it was too late. However, it looked like it hadn't been in time. The next thign she knew, all she could see was a rush of dirty blonde hair, and a new born vampire starting on Jacob. Her eyes opened wide as she looked at the speed. She was even faster and stronger than a vampire. it obviously came with the newborn strength and agility.

"Noelle! NO!" Esme shouted, running over to hold onto Noelle but Jacob seemed to get to her first. She just looked at Jacob. "Get out of here. Now" she said and glared slightly., He had ruined Christmas for her family. Usually she was kind hearted, but Christmas was something else to her. She continued to glare before she finally calmed down and looked over to Bree, knowing the other newborn vampire could help Noelle more than Esme could, especially at that exact moment.

"We've got her Jacob, just let her go" she said.

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[Faith Cullen]

Christmas... once she had loved that date, she remembered how her mother used to decorate the house and how she always sang all around the house. the cookies she made were marvellous!! Her father used to cut a tree from the forest near the house and the whole house ended up smelling like a cool sweet combination of sugar and pine... But she would have never be able to smell that with the same joy, she would never be able to even enjoy that date, not anymore!!

Faith Cullen wasn't just a new addition to the Cullen coven, she had been the third in the huge happy family, but some weird circumpstances and her even more weirder gift, had pushed her to leave them and find refugee under the Vulturis' robe. Now she had to come back, she had to face her father, Carlisle, again and she had to do something that she knew would hate it for the rest of eternity... she had to Kill Bree Tanner.

Faith walked to the house that she knew was the coven's possession, she knew that her lame soul would be in conflict as soon as she would see Carlisle, Edward but over all Esme... the only one that had been just like her human mother used to be to her. But if she didn't kill Bree, then the Vulturis would send someone else to end the job... or worse!! would send her twin brother to finish the job, and well... he would do it, no matter what. NO! she would have to finish it!

She was wearing common jeans and blouse under the black Vulturi cloack. She walked closer and heard some discussions inside, Esme was holding back to a woman... they didn't want to attack, who?! She got close faster and she smelled it... wet-dog! how horrible pestilence!! what was that?! She opened the door and looked into the white room. She only recognized a face in there, Esme's. the others were strangers for her.

"Esme?" she asked looking at her with her bright violet eyes. then she looked at the blond woman who was with her, inmediately felt the need to drink her poison, and even more due she was almost a newborn! but she frowned and looked away from her, smelled the small body of Renesmee's and then looked at the one who smelled like wet-dog a really tall huge muscular guy, he wasn't a vampire, but wasn't human, what was he?! and behind everyone she finally saw her target... little Bree Tanner!!

[Bree Tanner Cullen]

Bree looked over at Alice, who cheered and wished everybody a merry Christmas just after she did. Bree eventually sat up from her embarassed position, manouvering her body so she was sitting on the sofa normally. There shouldn't be anything to be embarassed about. So she said Merry Christmas before anybody else. Who cares? Bree stood up, about to retrieve some of the presents that she had bought for her adoptive family. But before she could get far, Alice wrapped her arms around her in a tight hug. Had her body not been as hard as stone, she probably would have been crushed. She smiled, hugging her adoptive sister back.

Bree looked around the Cullens' living room, and her smile spread wider across her face. There was a huge Christmas tree, decorated with hundreds of baubles, tinsel and other decorations. There was a Christmas movie playing on the television, mostly for Noelle but Bree was watching it too. It was a whole room of smiling faces and people wishing everybody a Merry Christmas. Even Renesmee with her freaky intelligence used her projectile telepathy to spread her holiday spirit to Esme. At last Bree had what her few human friends had had all their lifetime. She had a loving family who liked Christmas, rather than an abusive father who despised everything about gift-giving. The Cullens were a better family than anybody could have asked for. This Christmas was perfect.

Bree strolled over to the bright tree and she watched the lights make a pattern, swirling around the tree and flashing all different colours. She wondered what this looked like to a human's dim eyesight. Would it be as spectacular as this to them? She didn't think so. She bent over and picked up three presents that she had bought for her family. One for Esme, one for Noelle and one for Alice. The others' gifts were under the tree, but she could not pick them all up at once. She carried them over to her adoptive sisters and adoptive mother, and she held out a box covered in purple wrapping paper and placed it in Alice's tiny hands. Her gift was a joke, mostly. Bree knew she would have already seen that she had got her some tarot cards, but she had also got her a cute top, an antiqued braided heart bracelet and a scarf. They were all in the same box.

Bree's attention was stolen by a heartbeat outside. Her ears perked as she listened to the blood rushing through his or her veins, and she shrugged it aside. It wasn't human, anyway. It sounded, and smelt, like a wet dog. The blood was almost too easy to ignore, but the stench wasn't. Bree then heard doors in the house open and she looked around, trying to see if any of the Cullens had moved. No, they were still in the same spot. Then who was it who had just entered the house? An almighty, disgusting smell suddenly spread through the room, and she had to stop herself from gagging. She stopped breathing as she looked up at the person who had just walked into the room. She had never seen him before, but she could make an educated guess. Jacob Black, the werewolf who had fought against the army and had now imprinted on a baby. Talk about paedophilia.

Bree ignored him, and continued like he didn't exist. Some werewolf would not ruin her Christmas. She smiled back at Alice, but she had a blank look on her face. Bree knew her precognitive sister could not see the future of the werewolves, so there must have been something else. "What is it, Alice?" Bree asked, tugging on her arm. From the corner of her eye, she saw the look on Noelle's face. It was a look she was all too familiar with. Her eyes were blazing with thirst and her mouth was turned into an angry snarl. She was about to hunt. A huge chorus of Noelle! No! echoed around the room, but it was too late. Once a newborn switched to hunting mode, it was too late to choose anything.

Bree heard Jacob's plea to get Renesmee out of here, then all she saw was Noelle's dirty blonde hair disappear in a blur. Jacob and Noelle were now struggling on the other side of the room, and it was impossible to tell who had the upper hand. Jacob was fast, but of course Noelle was faster. She hoped Noelle didn't get hurt, but she couldn't say the same for the werewolf. He had experience though. He knew that newborns were predictable and relied totally on their instincts. Jacob got a grip on the newborn's arms and swung them around, pulling them up so she could not move. For a second she thought that he was going to rip Noelle's arms off, and Bree's eyes bulged wider, if that was even possible. But then his voice came out in an angry snarl, asking 'What the hell is this?'. At that moment it was nearly impossible for Bree not to snap out on him for talking about Noelle like a non-living thing. Her mouth twitched, but she planted her feet firm on the ground, fighting her anger and instincts to attack him.

The room was still tense, but it seemed to calm down the tiniest bit when Esme took control of the situation. Bree's adoptive mother gave her a meaningful look, obviously telling her to help Noelle. Bree wasn't sure if she could, but she walked tentitively over to Jacob. Her eyes glared at the werewolf, until he slowly let her arms go. Jacob got out of there before Noelle would attack him again, but not before looking back at Renesmee. It was creepy that he had come here only to give Renesmee a Christmas present. How did Bella and Edward have such tolerance for such a creepy relationship? This 'imprinting' wasn't sweet at all. It was strange and weirded her out.

Bree heard the front door close, and later crunching dirt and grass as Jacob ran. His two legs quickly turned into four, and she heard a magical shimmer in the air as he phased. Bree tilted her head and looked down at Noelle. "Are you okay?" she asked, giving her a hand as she helped her get up. Physically, she didn't need it, but emotionally and mentally she needed all the help she could get. She would undoubtedly feel horrible with herself. She held a lot of guilt and regret in her heart, expecially for the family she had no choice but to leave. This would be another burden for her; Bree didn't know how much more guilt Noelle could hold in her.

Bree's sensitive hearing picked up on more footsteps outside, but they were not accompanied by a heartbeat. No Jacob then, she thought to herself, Thank god for that,. It was possibly one of the Cullens who had been here a little late, perhaps Rosalie or Emmett. She didn't feel any hatred for them, but she was sure Rosalie did since Bree accidentally walked in on them doing some disgusting stuff a couple of months ago. Bree grimaced, trying not to remember the details. Instead she looked to the doorway, and she saw a vampire who she did not recognise. But the cloak was very familiar to her. She would never forget the Volturi who were hell-bent on killing her until the Cullens had promised to take her in.

They had come back for her! This Volturi member was doing Jane's dirty work. What a coward. Bree glared at the vampire, but was perplexed when she laid eyes on the vampire's irises. They were bright violet. It made no sense. Vampires could only have red or gold eyes, depending on what they hunted. What did this vampire hunt? Bree didn't care that much, because she was too focused on staying alive. Why was it that her first real Christmas had to be ruined by a werewolf, and now a Volturi Guard Member? It was so unfair. Couldn't she have one Christmas without a disaster?

OOC: Sorry Teesh, little bit of god-modding there but I thought Alice had to 'see' something. xD
What she got them
Alice: Antiqued Braided Heart Bracelet, Top, Scarf.
Esme: Wind Chimes, Butterfly Snowglobe, Large Button Wrap.
Noelle: Live Laugh Love Leather Wrap Bracelet, Mood Lamp.

[Faith Cullen]

Faith didn't wait for her adoptive mother's response, She looked at Bree, she was her target and nothing else, she just need to kill her and bring her head ot Aro, then he would leave the Cullens and everything would be just fine for them.

"just come with me little Bree, you don't want the Cullen family suffer because of you, right?" she asked and walked slowly into the house, she smelled the air while she closed her eyes and then she opened them, she knew who was in the house and who wasn't, she knew her possibilities to survive if they protected Bree.

"if any of them, try to protect you... and I don't go back to the Vulturis... then they will attack them and they will have a good motive, there won't be any miracle... and you will die with all of them... does your life worths that much?" she asked with an evil smirk but her eyes were sad and worried.

OCC: sorry so short