1. First Sight

Even after everything I'd had time to adjust myself to four years ago when I had fell down the well, met and then pined after the half-demon, InuYasha, I never would have prepared myself for this. I never would have seen it coming. Of course, I should have known. I mean, InuYasha was a half demon, and I'd met various other half-demons as well. But, this just takes the cake.

Here I stood, in nondescript Forks, Washington of the U.S. after having been called by my old friend, Alice Cullen to drop by the house for Edward and Bella to tell me a story. I was confused at first, really. I was having a pretty fine time in San Francisco, California at the time that she had called; but seeing as Alice's voice had sounded over the interconnection of our cellphones as a cross between a plea and an order in desperation and authority, I easily left and arrived to their home on my shiny black motorcycle.

Now, don't get me wrong. I had no problem with any of the Cullens, they were a pretty nice family when I had met them three years ago. And they were still a good family when I had figured out that they were vampires; it didn't change the way that I saw them, either. Actually, my surpise had nothing to do with my relationship with the Cullens, or that they had managed to catch me by surprise. Even the shapeshifter that stood holding the object of my surprise didn't surprise me. What caught me by surprise was a child.

A beautiful one at that, might I mention. She was beautiful in every sense of the word. She had Edward's unrealistically coppery bronze brunnette hair, though it was curly, and surprisingly reached her waist, her eyes-astonishing chocolate-brown eyes that I assumed that she recieved from her mother, stared in curiosity at mine, which I'm guessing she wondered at the peculiar blue color that tinted them; and through all this she seemed to be about three feet tall... despite Alice having told me she was born four months ago.

Understand why I emphasized the 'half' parts in my earlier rambling? I honestly didn't think it was possible, yet here before me was a half-vampire child with painstakingly obvious immortality even if it hadn't quite kicked in yet, and I was bombarded with events from my past just with the simple sight of her, as I shoved the unwanted memories out.

"Half-vampire child, I see," I murmured, looking in astonishment from Edward to Bella, and I knew that the girl was legitimately theirs without their needing to explain it.

I also held my assumptions back that they might need my help because of her being a half-being, and most often times people didn't take to well to half-beings; just looking at how InuYasha, Genji, and Shiori proved that-but I still held back my suspicions, I wasn't sure of their backstory and therefore I don't know what's going on.

"Kagome," Edward began with a crooked grin before he turned and gestured to his wife. "This is the love of my life, Bella Cullen," he then turned to the child, "And our daughter, Renesmee Cullen, and the werewolf, Jacob Black..."

Not really. Jacob Black, as he's called-he's a shapeshifter, and the difference is that werewolves change with the influence of the moon; being of particularly only demonic wolves and human offspring genes, since they're hanyous in a sense as well (Naraku, InuYasha, Jinenji, and Shiori were effected by the moon cycles as well, I recalled). And I could easily sense that he was to change by exceleration of his body heat in reaction to his spiritual senses. I could sense too much of both, actually... I smiled a little at the group before me, nodding for Edward to go on.

If it was my support for whatever fight was coming; they have my back-up no matter what-I was used to it by now, defending halflings, and the likes, fighting what higher powers there were for individuals common rights; that's what I lived for, honestly. And, I realized that I had no problem doing it as I defended as many hanyous as I could in the past.

Edward seemed to have heard what I was thinking and he sighed gratefully at me, in what I was guessing for the relief of not having to relay how it was even possible for a half-vampire to come into existence when it was believed that vampires were completely sterile...

"Our family is in trouble with the Volturri," he continued, his eyes resting on his daughter, before meeting mine head on.

"And they're setting out to dispose of you all," I finished easily with an upset frown on my face, my eyes also resting on the child named Renesmee. "No need to sway me your way; you guys knew I'd do it the moment you considered asking me." I grinned.

AN: I know it's short, but it's only the first chapter. The rest are going to be longer, if I continue this.

I'm running on reviews for inspriration and motivation; I'm still not sure if I want to continue this or not, but I just recently got this idea, and I think it's semi-okay to continue with, but I'm not sure if it's actually worth reading. Because if it isn't worth reading, then why should I waste my time writing it, you know?

I disclaim Twilight and InuYasha, btw.