Maybe one day my brain will stop coming up with new fanfiction ideas all the time. Just maybe. Right now it seems like a lost cause though. I hope you all enjoy this new fanfic.

Disclaimer: I only own this storyline and my original characters.

Chapter 1: The Job

Nessie's POV

I screamed out in pain when some kicked me in the ribs so hard that one of them cracked. My baby boy, who had been sleeping soundly in my arms, was startled and started crying loudly.

"Wake up Nessie!" my boss screamed. My ribs felt like they were on fire from being kicked so ruthlessly. I was used to it though. Steve, my boss, woke me and the other kids this way. You'd think the highway I slept under would be enough to wake me up, but I was far to uses to the noise to even notice it anymore. For as long as I could remember I had always been homeless.

I looked up at Steve. "Yes boss?" I asked even though I already knew what he was going to say.

"It's time to get to work" he said. "You know the drill, only if I'm satisfied with what you bring back will you be rewarded" The reward was food. Which was something that I didn't come across everyday.

"Okay" I wheezed out.

He snatched my son away from me before going to wake up my two friends Katie and Henry.

I got up and left as fast as I could. In exchange for food and water we had to steal things of value for our boss. We had to do this every single day. I hated it. I hated stealing from people but it promised the possibility of food. If our boss thought our "findings" were valuable he'd give us food and water in return, but on the flip side, if he didn't find our stuff valuable he would beat the crap out of us. I have a lot of bruises. Steve always takes my baby away from me. Besides the promise of food and water he knows that by taking my son he could force me to do whatever he wants.

In a weird way I feel like I owe my boss. When I was about four or five years old I woke up on the streets with no memory of who I was. I could only remember my name.

Steve found me. He offered me food in exchange for stealing things for him. That is how his control over me slowly built.

I slowly walked over to the bathrooms that were located nearby. I looked into the mirror. I sighed when I saw myself. I was a huge mess. I had a bruise around my right eye from where my boss had hit me. I also had bruises along both of my arms; one of my arms had been broken years ago but it never healed correctly because I didn't get treatment. I was thin, extremely thin. I looked like I had anorexia. This is the result of being so malnourished. Even when I was nine months pregnant, which was only two months ago, I still looked unusually thin. I had been so worried that my baby wouldn't be born healthy, especially because of the abuse and malnourishment that I suffered. Yet, he was as healthy as could be. It was a miracle.

I did the best that I could to make my bronze hair presentable, but I didn't think that I had much luck.

So I left and began searching. I always had a bag with me where I kept the things that I stole. Mostly I looked for cellphones, laptops, and wallets. Those were considered highly valuable. I'm not sure what Steve did with them, but that's what he wanted more than anything else.

As I was walking around a corner I heard a woman crying. I peeked and saw the most beautiful woman that I had ever seen in my life. She had brown, extremely pale skin, and gold eyes. She was being comforted by a boy with bronze hair exactly like mine. He was every bit as pale as her. He also had the same strange gold eyes.

"I just want to find her already Edward. I just want to hold her, to hug her, and to kiss her. I want her to be back with us where she belings" she said. My heart was breaking for her. It should be illegal for someone so beautiful to be so sad.

"Don't worry Bella" the boy called Edward said. "We've come across her scent. We know she is here. We are going to find her" he said.

Just as I was about to leave I saw that one of the doors to the car they were leaning against was open. There were to Macbook Air laptops on the seat. This was like finding a gold mine.

There weren't a lot of people around, so I was sure that it would be easy to reach in and take the computers. I was good at this. Stealth was my middle name. Edward and Bella wouldn't even know that I was there. Even if they did see me, I was an extremely fast runner. I've been able to outrun everyone that I've ever met.

I slowly and quietly snuck around the car. I reached in and grabbed one of the computers. As I was reaching for the second one they suddenly turned around and saw me. Their eyes widened in surprise that I was there. I froze. I wasn't sure what to do.

They sniffed at something in the air. They seemed to go in shock as well. Why wasn't I running? Now would be the perfect time to run.

"Renesmee?" The beautiful woman said.

How did she know my name? Now I was seriously scared. I quickly grabbed the second laptop and started running.

I ran to a place where I knew that there would be a crowd of people. When I looked back I was surprised to see them chasing me. Sure I have been chased before but usually I lose my chasers quickly thanks to my unusually fast speed.

I pushed myself into a faster pace. My rib was aching really badly now. When I looked back I saw them still chasing after me. I made myself go faster, which was hard because of the crowd I was running through. Soon I was pushing my body to the max. I used my full speed. My lungs and ribs burned. My heart was pounding. My whole body was starting to wear out. Nothing worked. They pursued me relentlessly. Did the computers mean that much to them?

I jumped over the fence that separated the city and the place where I slept. I stopped in a nearby alley. I was completely exhausted. I saw Edward and Bella staring at me on the other side of the fence. At least they had stopped pursuing me.

Then a loud crying startled me. My motherly instincts told me that it was my baby boy. I opened the garbage can and quickly found my baby covered in trash. He was crying his little eyes out.

"Nessie!" Steve shouted, startling me from behind. "What are you doing here already? You must have found a lot of stuff already" he said.

I handed him the bag. "Just two laptops" I said.

"Just two?! Do you mind telling me why you are back then?!"

"Do you mind telling me what my son was doing in the trash?!" I was angry.

"That little monster of yours wouldn't shut up" he said.

"Did you try feeding him? Or holding him?"

"No. That is your job. I didn't father that baby. So he is not my responsibility. He is just a bratty annoying little monster. The last straw is when he decided to pee on me this morning. So I put him where he belong, in the trash.

"First of all he is a baby. He didn't decide anything. Second, you deserve so much worse then that" I said with as much venom in my voice as I could.

As soon as I saw his fist coming at me, I did the first thing I thought of. Shield my baby. I was struck hard. My head smacked against the pavement. I was hurt, but my baby was not.

My vision got very blurry. The last thing I saw was Edward and Bella storming over here angrily.

Then my world went black.

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