Ok, as you know, Tanya and her clan had found Mark dying in the snow in Denali. What happened to Renesmee?



My eyes opened. I was covered in quilts, and the room was really warm. A strawberry-blonde woman knelt beside me. I saw her golden brown eyes and freaked out.
"You're one of the Cullens, aren't you?!" I asked, fearing for my life. The woman looked shocked.
"The Cullens? You know them? This is great news!" she said seriously. I recognized her voice. This woman was Tanya.
"Well, yeah, but-"
"They called me and said Renesmee was kidnapped. You haven't seen her by any chance, have you?"
I stammered.
"Well, uh, yes."
"Where?!!!" Tanya gasped, excited to have someone to know her wherabouts. It's a terrible fact to know this someone was me.
"In the middle of the snow, about half a mile away from where you found me! She asked for help, and fell into the snow. I was half unconscious, but I ran ahead to find somebody! How long was I out?"
Tanya paused. Then her eyes closed and she uttered tearless sobs.
"All night," she whispered. All night? The potion has worn off by now. And she'll know what I did before, so there's no chance I'll put more potion into her hair.
We heard screams outside. I ran out the door to find Tanya already outside, still running. Using a speed charm, I raced ahead of her and stopped by Renesmee. She was awake, but still blinded by her sleep. All she could see was white. Tanya arrived and stared at me, for about half a minute that seemed like hours. Renesmee whimpered. The heat spell had just worn off. Tanya picked her up.
"Where's Jacob?" Renesmee croaked. Her voice sounded rougher, because she was crying.
"Shhh... Renesmee, we're going to call your family, and then we'll ask you how you got here," Tanya whispered to soothe her. Well, it did, but it made me a little jumpy.
Finally, Tanya was in the house. She put Renesmee on the couch I was in recently, and wrapped her in the quilts. I heard her pick up the phone, but I was distracted by Renesmee's beautiful face. Her eyes were closed, but she wasn't asleep yet.
"Edward, we have Renesmee. I young gentleman had been walking when he found her in the snow. What surprises me is, he knows what we are. Um, what was your name again?" she asked me.
"Um, Christian," I said, coming up with a random alias. Christian?
There was a pause as Edward asked her something.
"Well, he has short, blond hair, ocean-blue eyes, and he is about a head taller than Renesmee. He looks like he's her age."
I heard yelling on the other line. Tanya's eyes went wide. She called one of her sisters. Then she pointed at me.
"Kill him,[i]" she hissed.

This is basically the Salem witch hunts all over again. Don't know what it is? Google it. Tanya had her sisters kill me, then they burned the pieces. Gross. I'll return. They didn't kill me correctly. And when I do, I'll have Renesmee even longer. But, [i]that story has already been told. Now, I'm with a different lover, one who reminds me of her so much... I'm sure if you ask, Renesmee will tell you.
This was the beginning of my story, the rest, I'll keep to myself. A good magician never reveals his secrets.
The End... for now.