Twilight Fanfic Tear-Jerker. It's been about fifty years since the Cullen's separated and left Forks. Now they are returning to their old home to live as a family again. But something has changed. A mystery seems to unravel before their own eyes. Th...
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The Arrival of Guests
Christopher was with the Cullens for four more days, until the stranger appeared. He was slight, dark haired, green eyed and possessed the same luminous skin Christopher had.
The Cullens were unused to visitors and were a bit dumbfounded when the stranger appeared on their porch that morning and knocked softly at the door. None of them had heard or smelled a stranger nearby. Alice had no clue that the family would receive a visitor.
As Edward answered the door, the young man smiled kindly at him. "Hello. My name is Bynjin and I'm searching for a young boy."
Edward noticed the man was dressed almost identical to Christopher's original clothing, wearing a plain white shirt with a black vest, no buttons, a pair of black knickers, and simple black shoes. As Edward listened to him, he noticed that the young man seemed to stumble over his words. Esme came up behind Edward and invited Bynjin to sit down at the dining table.
"Excuse me," Bynjin said, "words don't always come easily to me."
"You're looking for a boy?" Esme inquired?
Bynjin nodded as he watched the Cullens enter and sit down. "Yes," Bynjin said, "He's been missing for quite some time."
Esme excused herself, "Let me call my husband, he's at work right now."
Jasper and Alice were already seated at the dining table when Emmett entered with his arm around Rosalie. Rosalie was hand in hand with Christopher.
Esme returned and alerted everyone that Carlisle was coming straight home.
Rosalie gave Bynjin a wary look and asked, "Are you related to Christopher?"
Bynjin green eyes went wide with shock, he glanced at the little boy and asked, "How did you know his name?"
"We just figured it out, Alice replied.
"Interesting," Bynjin said. He held his hand out to Christopher, who walked around the table and placed his small hand in Bynjin's.
Rosalie covered her face with her hands and sobbed, "Please... please don't take him!"
"Just where are you from?" Emmett interjected.
Bynjin answered softly, "We're from Pennsylvania originally, we live in the Amish community there."
"Well," Emmett said snidely, "that explains his weird clothing."
Carlisle entered suddenly like a madman, and immediately calmed when he saw Christopher. Carlisle noticed the solemness of his family as well as the frantic Rosalie.
"Please Carlisle, don't let him take Christopher!" begged Rosalie.
Bynjin's green eyes looked sadly at Rosalie, then turned his face toward Carlisle saying, "My time is drawing near, Christopher and I will need to go soon. I'm sorry."
