Alice x Jasper Oneshots ~~~ Twilight

The Hunt - His Death - Revenge

The decision was swift, a sudden clarity that washed over me, a vision so vivid and terrifying that it left me breathless. Renesmee, our precious half-human, half-vampire child, was in danger. The Volturi, those ancient, unforgiving vampires, had been told of her from Irina, and their judgment was as swift as it was deadly.

I turned to Jasper, his eyes already filled with the same dread. "We have to find another hybrid," I whispered, my voice barely audible over the pounding in my chest. "Someone like Renesmee, someone who can prove to the Volturi that her existence is not a threat."

Without a word, we left the Cullen compound, leaving the rest of our family in a state of shock and confusion. Our mission was clear: to find another hybrid before it was too late.

Days turned into weeks as we searched the globe, our footsteps echoing through abandoned cities and forgotten forests. The vision of Renesmee, her eyes wide with fear, haunted me. I couldn't let her face the Volturi alone.

Finally, in a remote region of South America, we found what we were looking for. A small village, nestled amidst the Andes Mountains, was home to a young woman named Huilen and her nephew, Nahuel. As we approached, I felt a surge of hope. Nahuel was a hybrid, just like Renesmee.

Huilen was hesitant at first, wary of strangers. But when we explained our situation, she understood. Nahuel, with his gentle nature and kind eyes, agreed to help. We spent days with them, learning about their lives, their experiences as hybrids.

Nahuel shared stories of his childhood, of growing up in a world that feared and misunderstood him. He spoke of his aunt's unwavering love and protection, of how she had taught him to embrace his unique nature. His words resonated deeply with me, reminding me of the bond I shared with Renesmee.

As we prepared to leave, Huilen gave me a knowing look. "You must protect Renesmee," she said. "She is a gift to the world."

With a newfound sense of purpose, we returned to Forks, ready to face the Volturi. Nahuel's presence would be our greatest weapon, our proof that Renesmee was not a monster, but a beacon of hope for the future of our kind.

I envisioned the meeting with the Volturi, the tension thick in the air. But I knew that with Nahuel by our side, we stood a chance. We had a story to tell, a story of love, acceptance, and the resilience of the human spirit. And I was determined to tell it.

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The scene unfolded before me like a nightmare I couldn't wake from. The Volturi stood tall, their icy eyes fixed on our small group. Jasper and I were pushed forward, our hands bound. I glanced at him, his expression a mix of fear and determination.

Aro, the leader of the Volturi, stepped forward, his voice a chilling whisper. "So, you have found another hybrid, have you?" He smiled, his eyes glinting with a sinister light.

I nodded, my voice barely audible. "Yes, his name is Nahuel."

Aro's smile widened. "A fascinating specimen, indeed. And how did you convince him to join you?"

Before I could answer, the guards tightened their grip on me, holding me back. Jasper, his eyes filled with terror, tried to struggle free but was quickly overpowered. Jane, the Volturi's shield, stepped forward, her gaze boring into Jasper. A wave of pain washed over him, forcing him to his knees.

Demetri, the Volturi's tracker, lunged forward, his blade glinting in the sunlight. In a swift, brutal motion, he tore Jasper's head off, his shattered body then collapsing to the snow.

An agonized scream tore from my throat. The pain was unbearable, a wave of agony that threatened to consume me. I struggled against the guards, my strength fueled by rage. With a final, desperate effort, I broke free, my body moving on autopilot.

I ran towards Jane, my heart pounding in my chest. I had to protect Renesmee, no matter the cost. As I closed in on Jane, chaos erupted around us. The Cullens, their anger ignited by Jasper's death, fought back against the Volturi.

The battle was fierce, a clash of ancient powers. I could feel the weight of the world on my shoulders, the fate of our kind hanging in the balance. But I would not give up. Not for Renesmee, not for Jasper.

As the fight raged on, I knew that the outcome was uncertain. But I would fight until the very end, until the last breath was drawn. 

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