(A/N: I don't know why I wrote this. It was fun, even if that does sound a bit evil. Enjoy!)

Obsession

More than anything, Renesmee liked to watch things die.

It all started when she and her family went hunting. She loved how, in one second, an animal could go from living, breathing, to dead. She loved having that power over something like death. She loved being able to control it-what lived and what would never breathe again.

But her obsession grew bigger than just hunting. Whenever she saw anything living, she longed to crush it between her fingers, stab it, push it off a cliff, whatever would cause the life to end.

The worst part of this obsession was Jacob. He couldn't pull himself away from her, and she wished to see him breathe his last breath because of her.

But Jacob was too eager. He would do anything she wanted, even let her kill him. She wanted to kill things that could scream out in pain as it died, and Jacob just wouldn't do.

So she murdered other lives, pretending they were her soul mate, her slave, Jacob.

Renesmee was obsessed with death.

And no one was ever going to stop that obsession.

(A/N: Evil!Nessie is awesome to write about. Reviews are love!)