Screw the Cullens, I'm a Mikaelson [Rewrite]

First Born

Today is the day.

The day when she would be freed from her cramped confinement.

Bright light pierced her mother's womb- bright enough to blind her behind her closed eyelids. Large hands reached into the bloody cavern and pulled her from within. At the slightest nudge, her sister cried out, and there were gasps as the people around them realized there were two children within Bella's womb.

"There's two of them!," a voice cried. "Rosalie take the first one!"

The first born child was handed off to a pale, blonde woman, who held her close and wiped at her bloody face with a soft cloth.

The second child was pulled from the human mother's womb- "Renesmee," the father whispered, and the first child's face screwed up in disgust.

The second child- Renesmee- as she was now named- was handed to a tiny, black haired woman, who gently cleaned at her face as well. Both children were then taken to a seperate room to be cleaned and dressed- oblivious to the fact that the first child, hadn't been named, and she wasn't the least bit fond of that fact.

By the time Renesmee and the first born were clean of there mother's blood, the eldest child had already been famaliarized with the family she was born into. She identified the women - Alice, Rosalie and Esme - and the men - Emmett, Jasper and Carlisle - but she had yet to meet her own mother and father.

But what irked the first born more, was that no one seemed to fawn over her like they did her little sister. Likely because Reneesme looked just like her mother as her family liked to say, over and over.

The first born and Renesmee's eyes were wide open by this point- and where the first born had inky blue irises, Renesmee had chocolate brown. And where Renesmee had a tuft of brown curls on her head, the first born had a reddish brown tuft. And while the first born was capable of intellectual thought, Renesmee had a power- the power to relay images from her mind to another's by simple touch. While the first born was impressed - she couldn't help but be jealous too - not just because Renesmee had a power - oh no, the first born just knew that she had one, too  - but no, she was jealous because Renesmee used that power to be fed. Meanwhile, the first born was left with a cranky attitude and an aching stomach in the arms of the man she identified as Emmett.

The first born figured that eventually the rest of her family would recall that she was there and feed her as well - or at least acknowledge her too. But that thought certainly went flying out the door when an inconceivably horrid smell flood her nostrils and a young, tan-skinned man marched into the living room they were gathered in.

The young man's eyes widened, alternating between looking at the first born and Renesmee before finally settling on the youngest and falling to his knees. The young man imprinted- and the first born couldn't fucking believe it.

Suddenly, a pale young man and woman entered the room as well, and almost immediately all hell broke loose.

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"You imprinted on my daughter?!" the pale, red-eyed woman screamed in a ferocious rage.

Before the tan young man could even respond, he was thrown through the double doors that led out into a forest.

"Bella, it wasn't my choice!" he panted, struggling to his feet.

"She's a baby!"

"It's not like that! I swear!" he pleaded.

"I've haven't even held her once, Jacob! Not one time! And already you think you can make some moronic wolfie claim on her?! She's mine," Bella screamed, shoving him once more into a tree.