Practical

I thought mate bonds were supposed to be forever and all that shit. How could they be so divided?

Because of me.

Some want me dead. Some want me to live. All have an opinion. How could one baby cause so much heartache...

This could work.

Going through Bella's memories since I was last "awake" has yielded me with a plethora of information and understanding into not only the consequences of my saving myself and Big Bees lives, but also it has made it abundantly clear that, this is indeed no longer a work of fiction following a script.

Immediately after my..well I suppose calling it a demand would not be incorrect, a division of opinions was solidified and teams were formed, only these were not the cute Team Edward and Jacob. No, this was Team Kill Fetus and Birth Fetus.

Not as fun.

For them.

And probably for me, had I been aware.

Team Kill Fetus was occupied with the obvious choices of Edward, Jasper, it seemed his emotional resonance or whatever was hit pretty hard by my projection of intent based emotions. Emmett was mostly quiet, but was leaning towards protecting his existing family. And Carlisle was playing peace keeper for the most part between the two factions. With Jacob being extra shifty, no pun intended, for the most part, so it is likely that he has already decided that as soon as "it" is born, he will firmly join Team Kill Fetus. For now, he is mostly peace keeping, but largely staying out of the way.

Team Birth Fetus, which is definitely the one that has my vote, was composed of Bella, obviously, Rosalie, the hottie, and Alice, the cutie. With Esme adhering to Carlisle's direction of peace keeper.

Ahh, I revel in the dysfunctionality. The more divided these dunderheads are, the more I will be able to operate freely and influence subtly in order to get them thinking long term. At least until I hit a few growth spurts. Then, it won't matter what they do, my gains would have already paved the way to my autonomy.

I mostly need to make sure that the ridiculous situation that appeared in the media does not repeat itself, where a war is raging and I am too young to do anything about it.

No, one of the first things I do will be to give the Volturi something to focus on other than being cunts to the Cullens.

Perhaps, some human interference into the world of vampires will give them something to occupy their time. Hmmm, that might be too big. Taking over the human population must be done meticulously. The last thing I need are a bunch of mouth-breathing flesh bags running around aware. Best to subdue silently. After all, humans truly are not good for a sustainable environment. Nuclear weapons, trash, mouth-breathing. All signs suggest some culling is in order.

It's simply practical.

Just business, if I want to live a carefree life, Vultori, vast majority of vamps, and humans need to under my heel.

For the greater good.....

Lol.

So, a house divided and a birth imminent.

In the fiction, the birth was due to Bee breaking her spine and the fetus needing to be excavated so that venom could be administered.

No thank you.

Since awakening I have been getting a feel for my body.

I am glad to note that, despite its immature development compared to my soul, I feel no discomfort or imbalance. It's as if the body was made specifically for me...though I suppose it was.

Clearly, the world of Twilight goes beyond, far beyond, simple genetics being the end all be all as it was in my past life. If I had to make a guess, I would say that the body which has formed is nothing more than the preferred vessel of my soul.

Meaning, this body will likely carry traits that fit me and me alone, beyond the influence of Edward and Bee. Which is a good thing. A very good thing.

Though, I doubt it has any influence on coloring, which if proven correct, is too bad. I have less than no interest in being pale as snow. This ain't a xianxia.

At the very least, it appears that my level of intelligence will not be hindered by my physical mind. I can "feel" that my mind will be powerful. That is definitely due to the influence of my "soul". I have always heavily valued intelligence. It seems my body is making it so. Though as far as the physical goes, only time will tell just how far I can push before my natural growth stops. If it goes the way I hypothesize, I should be well balanced.

Now, onto my no thank you.

As far as I can tell, despite the clear tension in the actions of all those involved, the events still played out pretty much the same way, no matter how much hissing they do at each other.

Carlisle has prepared venom and the tools that he will need to make sure that the birth goes as smoothly as possible.

Edward has agreed with the plan of turning her as soon as "it" is out, adhering to her pleading.

Jasper is being kept well away on the decision of Alice.

Rosalie is waiting somewhat patiently for the fetus to become a baby.

Emmett is mostly being awkward with his mate, due to him not understanding that "it" is just a baby, no matter how bloodthirsty.

And the rest are just being the rest. Enough of all that, none of it even really matters.

As far as my exit goes and entrance into the world, none of these not-so-flesh-bags need to bother themselves. I'm going to make this as painless as possible for the determined girl...

She really is just a girl.

Hmm, it would seem the circumstances of my birth are effecting my sense of attachment and reasoning.

Don't get me wrong, she is an idiot, no doubt about it. But, she is also just a child for the most part. Still new to the world and barely experienced in any of it. Though, her youth was never really something that she valued. A waste, really. Youthful innocence is beautiful and a time to enjoy the simple things in life. Smh, some people just do not understand how to live as a proper human being.

As I ponder on wasted youth and the follies of humanity, I begin to project my soul, essence, energy, whatever term is preferred to scan every inch of Bella's body.

I concentrate on mapping every molecule and allow my will to do the rest, as I focus on her mind and force her body to sleep using what I believe to be telepathy, though with how easy it was, I'm not exactly sure. Perhaps the girl was just exhausted. My gestation has not been easy on her. However, my birth can be.

Being connected to her in such a way, as she is my current residence, allows me to scan her body, just as I do my own. I ponder if I will still be able to influence other through my soul energy alone, after I am born. We will see.

I dull every single nerve ending on her body, like a full-body pain reliever at the maximum dose.

Then, I simply will her body to expel me, making sure to keep her body as stable as possible.

Before she closed her eyes, I saw through her mind that only Rosalie was present in the room where she was moved after she got tired of arguing or listening to arguing.

I do not know where the rest are, but I do know that with her present, this is the perfect time to make my grand appearance, in all my baby glory.

Come to me, Rosalie, and welcome this Daddy into the world.

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(A/N: Additional chapters are on patreon.com/TheGreatestHunter.)