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Little Bella

By Felina Brethouwer

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Chapter 1

Of course, I do not own twilight or the characters from the books. Just lending them. I was having a lot of fun reading stories about a small Bella, so I decided to write my own story. I hope you like it.

All alone

It was a day Edward would never forget. They were living in Alaska at the time, only for a few years, when it happened. He was hunting together with Carlisle, but he had strayed from his father, going out of his way to find the mountain lion he liked so much. He was opening his senses, searching the air around him, when he smelled it. The scent was magnificent. It overwhelmed him. Venom flowed in his mouth and his blurred in a hunting speed. He could hardly think. If he could think, he would have realized that there was something strange about the scent.

Within seconds he arrived in a clearing and the only thing that stopped him from killing his prey with the delicious scent was a ray of sunlight hitting the exact spot of his prey. His amazement overwhelmed his senses for a moment. It was a very cloudy day and the only ray of sunlight he had seen all day was shining directly on a bundle lying in the grass. He stopped breathing to clear his head and he stared.

What was it? He suddenly realized that it was no animal he was hunting and he felt ashamed. What was he doing? He took a careful breath and tasted the scent again. It most certainly was not an animal, but was it human? He had never smelled a human with this scent. It was more divine than the scent of a human. He was still in his hunting crouch, when it suddenly moved! He stared into big brown eyes, wide open with fright. It was good he was holding his breath, otherwise he would have done so anyway, because the little girl he was staring at, was without doubt the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.

Her round small face was perfectly balanced and filled with the deepest and biggest brown eyes, a small well-formed nose and a mouth shaped like a rose. Brown golden locks caressed her face like silk. She was so beautiful it was almost too much to look at her, but at the same time it was impossible to look away. He didn't move a muscle, crouched down and staring. The girl watched him too and fear slowly turned in confusion. He searched for her mind, but was completely abashed when he found only silence. Her eyes were deep and filled with emotion. Surely she was thinking something. He searched again and again, but the silence endured.

'Edward! Don't hurt the child!'

Edward was startled by the voice of his father. He had been so engrossed by her silent mind, he had not noticed his father's thoughts. Carlisle rushed to his side and held him back.

'I know she smells good, but she is an innocent human child.'

Edward shook his head while he broke his hunting crouch.

'She is not.' He answered.

'What?'

'Don't you smell it, father. Her scent is special.'

Carlisle breathed in deeply through his nose.

'There is something different about her scent, but you should not harm her.'

Edward might be tempted deeply by her heavenly smell, he knew he would never harm a child. He would never harm her.

'Do you see it?' He asked his father.

'Do you mean her beauty?'

He nodded.

'It is extraordinary, isn't it?' Carlisle said calmly.

Extraordinary was not a strong enough word. He took a few steps closer and felt Carlisle restrain him.

'I am not going to hurt her.' He said irritated.

Carlisle released him, but stayed close.

He walked even closer and stopped right before her, dropping on his knees. The girl had stared at him the whole time.

'What is your name?' He asked.

'Isabella.' She answered. 'Do you know where my mommy is?'

He was too enthralled in her sweet voice to answer her right away.

'Hello Isabella, my name is Carlisle. I am afraid we don't know where your family is. Can you give me the name of your mother?'

The girl bit her upper lip while thinking and tears began to form in her eyes.

'I can't remember.' She said, snuffing. 'All I remember is that she was close to me.'

Tears were streaking her beautiful cheeks and it was nerve-wracking. Before Edward knew what he was doing, he gathered the girl in his arms. She burrowed her face in his neck, while he caressed her hair. It was even softer than silk. He was soothing her quietly. Carlisle was using his senses.

'I don't think there are any other humans near her for at least a few miles, but I should search the forest. Are you alright with her here?'

'Yes.' He said with complete certainty.

His bloodlust for her had been strong, but the moment he saw her, the bloodlust broke and there was nothing left now. She was holding him tightly, as if he was her only lifeline. The small child in his arms brought feelings he had never felt before in his life. He didn't understand them, but they were strong. He wanted to protect her, to take care of her and to cherish her. Was this how a father felt for his child? No, it was different. He didn't see himself as a parent, more as her protector. Carlisle had left and he waited patiently.

'What is your name?' She asked with her sweet voice.

'Edward.' He hesitated. 'Eh, Isabella, do you know where you live?'

He was afraid of making her cry again, but this time she chuckled.

'You can call me Bella, just like my mommy.'

He was pleased by her sweet trust.

'Okay, Bella, so do you know?'

He was planning to deliver her to her parents safe and as soon as possible. She deserved every happiness.

She pouted and after some hesitation, she shook her head.

'I am sorry, Edward.'

He felt amazed and sad. She was lost and she was alone. Instead of feeling sorry for herself, she felt sorry for him. How old was this girl?

'How old are you, Bella?'

She thought for a moment again. She pulled away from him to free a hand and held up four fingers. Only four years old and already alone. How could her parents have done this to a special girl like Bella? It was beyond his comprehension. He asked her more questions about the surroundings of her home, but she couldn't answer any questions. It made her upset again, so he stopped. He probed her mind for a while, trying to catch something of her thoughts, but he couldn't find a single word. It frustrated him immensely. Carlisle was back.

'No sign of her parents anywhere. There is no human presence anywhere in this forest. She is truly alone.'

Edward could hear in the sound of his voice that this upset Carlisle more than finding the girl in the middle of nowhere. He had been thinking that it was a mistake, that her parents just lost her and where looking for her. The realization that they might have abandoned her, was devastating for him. He knelt before her and Edward.

'How long have you been alone in the forest?'

Her strong, beautiful eyes were on Carlisle's face and she shrugged.

How can she not know? How can her parents do this to this sweet child? One look at her and she completely softens you. I already feel so protective of her. How could they do this?

Edward could not agree more. He didn't understand, just like Carlisle.

'I think she lost her memory or suppresses it. I asked her many questions and she couldn't answer any of them.'

He said it so softly and fast that she couldn't hear.

Very possible. The trauma of her parents leaving her alone in a scary place like this, could suppress her memory. Can't you read her mind?

He shook his head.

'I don't know why, but all I get is silence. This has never happened before.'

Strange. I have to think about that.

'What should we do?'

Edward ached to take her with him, to keep her safely in his arms.

We take her with us for now. What choice do we have? We can't leave her alone in the forest. She won't survive.

Edward agreed most definitely. He kept her securely in his arms while he stood in the clearing. What now? They were a long run from their house and even longer if they have to walk human speed.

Maybe you can ask her to close her eyes.

It might work. He looked her straight in the eyes.

'We are going to take care of you and I promise you we will never hurt you. Do you trust me?'

Her bright eyes widened by her surprise.

'You will take me with you?'

'Yes.'

She smiled and relief filled her face.

'I trust you.'

He smiled back.

'Can you close your eyes and keep them closed until I tell you to open them?'

She bit her lip for a moment, but then she nodded.

'Do you promise to keep your eyes closed?'

'I promise.'

She closed her eyes and hid her face in his neck again. He tightened his grip around her and nodded to Carlisle. Together they rushed off into the forest.

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