The Misunderstood

There were four more baby's born the night Renesmee was born. Elizabeth Anne Cullen, Edward Jacob (EJ) Cullen, Luke Anthony Cullen, and Lucy Lee Cullen. The problem was, each baby, except Renesmee and EJ, was disliked by a different Cullen. They had to face the fact about being disliked by someone. But when their appearance enhances to age nine. Elizabeth, Luke, and Lucy will run away. EJ goes with them. He isn't like Renesmee. He actually cares for his syblings. Their lives turn upside down when they meet 'The Michaelson's' and
'The Salvoters'. They finally found a place and people where they can call home. But what if The Cullen's find them.


1. One |Twilight|

​Elizabeth's P.O.V.
I was the fifth baby Cullen. The fourth unexpected baby. Either one of us is the expected baby the voices outside my cozy womb would say. Was it the cosiest place, I wouldn't know, I don't know how the outside looks like. But for now, its my home. I have grown fond of my brothers and sisters. But there was always one of my sisters who thought more of her self. 
Our parents had no idea about how many babys there were. And it was heart breaking. But I'm sure enough that they will all love us the minute we are born. This very moment, Papa and Momma were talking about baby names. From what I got from the conversation were the names. If it was a boy, EJ, short for Edward Jacob. I liked it, it suits well for one of my brothers. Doesn't matter which of my brothers gets it. But one will be left out. Luckily I thought of a name. Luke Anthony Cullen. Then there was the girls name. Renesmee Carlie Cullen.

I like that name. Answered, who was Renesmee now.
Well I don't. I exclaimed .
Me neither. Said my other sister. She was my favorite. Not that I'm forced to choose.
Well, then, you can stay without a name. The both of you.
Well, Renesmee, we both have a name. Her name is going to be Lucy Lee Cullen. My name will be our parents decision, I shot back at her,  Now be quite. The boys are sleeping. I wouldn't like to wake them. Suddenly, there was pressure inside momma. It made me uncomfortable. 

"Rose?" Momma asked. She laughed. I loved it when they laughed, especially Papa "Again?"
"Can I walk? My legs are so stiff." Oh no I hate when momma walked. It hurt. It was too small in here. Espicially when we were all squashed in togehter. This was going to end badly. Momma was going to get hurt.

"Are you sure?" Papa asked. He seemed to know that it was going to hurt momma too.
"Rose'll catch me if I trip over my feet. Which could happen pretty easily, since I can't see them." Again I heard that authority in momma's voice. She was so sure of herself. Slowly momma was upright and my position changed. I hoped momma would sit down soon, this was so… not nice.

"That feels good, Ugh, but I'm huge!" Momma complained, jokingly. Well yes momma, if you knew how many of us were in here. We need to get out of here Momma. You can get hurt and so can my syblings and I. Sooner we get out, the sooner all five, including you will be safe.
"One more day." Momma patted her stomach and I pressed against her hand softly to tell her that I knew I would see her in one day too. My little sister, Lucy now, put her small hand gently on top of mine, feeling both my warmth and Momma's. I wide small smile plastered on both our faces.

"All righty, then. Whoops – oh no!" Then something horrible happened. One moment I was happy and then the next second…






What's happening. One of my brothers asked.
I don't know. Suddenly, Renesmee started kicking Momma's side. 
What are you doing! I screamed at her in agony.
I need to get out.

"Bella?" Papa's voice, who I recognized, screamed in worry and fear. Momma screamed. And I did too.

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