Nails shaped into the deadliest of knives trailed along the contours of a body thought to have disappeared. The enigmatic individual gazed into the eyes belonging to the body that it traced along, gazing longingly and lovingly until the eyes of the individual strained from the intensity. The stranger's lips parted as it continued to caress the being who laid in its arms, hatred shone brilliantly through the dull eyes of the stranger, despising those who took away what once belonged them. The time they shared together was cut short but their relationship was kept secret in fear of discovery, they would silently meet at their favorite place telling each other about their days. Those memories were no more and nothing could calm the angry waves that washed over the stranger who cradled the beloved being it had grown to love in its arms. They were surrounded in nothing but darkness, covered by the shadows of the trees. The silhouette of the person could not be depicting amongst the shadows as the stranger stood up abruptly in a hurry. Before leaving, words so quiet and vengeful could be heard through the silent night.
"They will all pay."
I fluidly stood up from where I sat on Aro's lap, the room had grown quiet, too consumed in their own thoughts no one spoke. To be quite frank, speaking of my people's history was a very sensitive subject for me. I hated reliving the moments of despair and the unavoidable tragedy. But, there was something about the Cullen's that set them apart from everyone else even the Volturi. Could it be their eagerness to help? Or the kindness and non judgmental nature that led you to believe they could be trusted? I was still in the midst of figuring out what to make of this strange family, one thing was for sure their eagerness to help was very evident in their features. Although this emotion could easily be mistaken for curiosity, I mustn't forget that. These vampires were still somewhat human, since they were bitten while in their human years. Within themselves there remained a great part of their humanity still in tact and because of that they still shared emotions and some memories from their past lives.
I have never gotten the opportunity to experience a human life, I was not born into a human family so the things they learned and the things I was taught at such a young age were completely different. I was taught to fight and rely on instincts, they were told to love and care for all living things. The gap between us was miles apart and nothing could ever bridge that gap, demonstrating just how different we two species are. This is another thing I must never forget while venturing through uncharted territory as I attempt to stop this upcoming battle or at least help as much as I can before my kind is completely eradicated.
Looking at Aro, I wished our reunion could have been earlier, this could be the very last moment I ever catch a glimpse of him.
No, I mustn't think such things, the battle hasn't even begun. I turned to see Esme staring at me curiously as if she had said something important that I had missed. I snapped out of my haze and directed my attention towards her.
"Isabella are you alright?" She asked worriedly.
I nodded my head and attempted to smile.
She eyed me carefully and spoke slowly. "Why don't we discuss this outside, the damage caused to the house is quite extensive and to be honest somewhat distracting." Just as she said that a loud crashing sound resonated throughout the room, everyone turned to stare at Emmett.
"Sorry." He muttered sheepishly.
Esme sighed and slowly shook her head.
That same guilty feeling settled in the pit of my stomach as I remembered what I had done when I lost control of my temper.
Everyone murmured an agreement and began to leave the house, Aro and I were the last to step outside. I could feel his gaze on me the whole time.
"Are you sure you are feeling well, Isabella?" He asked softly, touching the side of my cheek.
I mumbled a reply, not in the mood to talk. His hand fell from my face and he nodded in understanding.
Some remained standing on the porch while others preferred to stand on the gravel driveway, Aro and I were amongst them. Chatter erupted and I immediately tuned out. Thoughts of Celestina and my parents entered my mind as I worried for their safety. There was no doubt in my mind that my parents could take care of themselves but I was worried about Celestina the most. Remembering the time in the meadow when she broke down in front of me as she cried red was a sight that would be forever branded in my mind. I could not name a single time that Celestina-one of the strongest pure blood's I know, would ever cry. Her distraught face and how her voice was laced with anger and revenge was what had me worried. I had never bared witness to the weaker part of Celestina and I never thought she even had one. This made her unpredictable and disabling me from guessing where she is or what she could do.
"What is it you will do now mio caro?" My mate asked me sweetly, interrupting my thoughts.
"I was thinking of going back to Transylvania but I must heed my Father's warning with care. Knowing him he is dead set on me not coming home." I pondered.
"He seems to be one not to be disobeyed." Aro observed.
I nodded in agreement, he had no idea.
"I need to find Celestina." I pointed out.
"She seemed quite upset that night she visited me, she is rather unpredictable right now." Worry filled my voice.
"Where would we start?" Edward asked.
"I am not sure." I answered honestly.
"That isn't very helpful Isabella." Edward replied disapprovingly.
Aro silenced him with a snarl.
Ignoring both of them, I tried to think of possible locations of where she could be. Maybe I could contact the servant who covered for her, but my Father has probably forbidden anyone from making any further contact with me. While I pondered over my options an argument had broken out.
"No!" Edward yelled.
"That is not your decision to make boy." Aro snapped.
"Why should she go to Volterra with you?" He bellowed.
"Watch who you talk to with that tone Cullen." Demetri sneered a warning.
Alec, Jane, Heidi, Demetri and Felix had gotten into defensive positions and Corin glared menacingly.
"Son, you should not interfere." Carlisle warned trying to reason with him.
"But, I love her!" Edward screamed causing everyone to freeze.
I slowly turned to look at him eyes wide and Aro looked absolutely murderous.
This meant one thing; trouble. It happened quite quickly, but I caught every single movement. Aro had Edward pinned in less than a second, I could see his muscles contract as they moved fluently. Edward struggled to get Aro off, which only made Aro's grip tighter, no one made a move to stop the two. Aro began to place his hands in a choke hold on Edward's neck and his skin began to leave tiny crack lines. His face paled and his eyes bugged out from their sockets. He clawed at Aro's hands but they stayed firmly in place.
"Now mind reader, would you like to repeat what you just said?" Aro asked darkly.
Edward attempted to speak but his airway was blocked by Aro's firm grip.
"I am sorry but I can't hear you." Aro leaned in slightly closer, taunting him.
"I-" Edward began to wheeze as he tried to formulate a sentence.
"If you were smart boy you would understand that you are simply no match for me. Why don't you use that ability of yours and read my thoughts as to what I personally think of you." He sneered.
Edward shook from struggling so much, the cracks that appeared on his neck grew larger and more profound. Carlisle walked up to Aro cautiously and gently placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Aro, please stop." He pleaded.
Aro breathed in deeply and slowly loosened his grip from where they were situated on Edward's neck, but before getting up and he leaned in very close to Edward's face and growled, baring his teeth. With perfected grace he rose and returned to my side grabbing a hold of my waist in a protective gesture. Edward slowly rose to his feet as well and gazed cautiously in Aro's direction, afraid he would get attacked again. Serves him right. What kind of a moron would proclaim their love to another's mate?
I would have thought Edward learnt his lesson but he was far more persistent then I thought and quite frankly he was getting on my nerves.
"You still have Sulpicia, try explaining this to your wife." He spat venomously.
"I don't see why that would concern you." Aro stated calmly. I on the other hand wanted to decapitate him myself for even mentioning that name.
"It doesn't have anything to do with me but how do you think she would feel?" He asked continuing to taunt Aro.
"What are you getting at boy?" Aro narrowed his eyes until they turned to slits as well as clenching his teeth tightly together.
He shrugged his shoulder indifferently and turned in the direction that I had come in to enter the Cullen's property.
"You selfish prick!" I yelled no longer being able to hold back my anger.
Everyone stared at me in surprise, Edward quickly turned around.
"I just finished telling you about why I am here and the tragedy of my people and here you are proclaiming some delusional love for me while harassing Aro with your irrelevant nonsense.?" My eyes began to grow itchy and I could feel my nails elongating.
"I really despise you Edward! You are the most intrusive bastard I have ever had the misfortune of meeting." Feeling humiliated and upset I stalked off in the direction of the forest.
Before fully entering the dense vegetation, I had the final word.
"And to think I thought you were a gentleman." I whispered regretfully and sprinted away from the Cullen house.
I ran for what seemed like forever, my feet simply moved and I let them lead me through the thick forest. I felt numb, I couldn't think I was just a hollow shell following some imaginary path to get away from what I feared most. The truth. The mere thought of Aro embracing someone else other than me drove me to the brink of insanity. My vampiric side had grown to accept that we were soul mates and yet there was always something that held me back. I no longer knew what to do or feel. Maybe Edward was right, if Aro's mistress ever found out about me, wouldn't she feel heartbroken? Would it have been my fault for ruining their love for one another, because of my sudden interference in Aro's life?
Aro mentioned that he was having problems with this Sulpicia women. The inner part of me stated.
That is true, he did mention the difficulties in their relationship, but it wasn't right for me to barge in and take her place.
Since when have you ever cared about those you hurt? Replied the vampiric part of me.
I clenched my hands into fists. I can't take this anymore, was this the consequence to having a soul mate? Was this the price I must pay in exchange for the emotion called love? I was walking into unfamiliar territory, I felt like I was losing control of the situation and there was nothing that I could do about it. I hated this feeling! Of not knowing what to do and being so helpless. I knew I did not deserve a mate, nevertheless a soul mate. I felt my body stop moving and I looked up to see where I was. I gasped softly, it was the meadow that Celestina and I had encountered one another.
Why did I come here? I began to move along the beds of flowers and looked around to see if there was any change since the last time I was here. I went to the spot that Celestina had kneeled over and cried, discovering that the red tear drops did not stain the grass but must have faded over time. It was like that night never happened, nothing was changed everything had remained just as it was. No disruption amongst the vegetation, the flowers continued to stand proudly in the dim light.
I doubt she came back here. I was too consumed in my own thoughts about that night that I hadn't realized I wasn't alone.
"Isabella." A voice I recognized quite clearly called out to me.
I spun around in the direction of the voice. Something was hidden in the shadows, I could make out the silhouette of a person but what struck me as odd was the voice. Was I imagining this? Was the stress of finding my soul mate finally getting to me?
"Impossible." I muttered more to myself then to the mysterious individual.
I heard a gentle laugh and the rustling of leaves, whoever it was moved away from the protection of the shadows and stepped right into the middle of the meadow were the dim light of the sun hit. I stood frozen, barely being able to breathe nevertheless form a coherent sentence.
"This can't be real." I whispered and shook my head slowly.
"It is up to you, to determine whether it is reality or not." Replied the individual who stood before me.
"How? Why?" I sputtered in confusion.
A smile appeared on the man's face as he said nothing.
"Why are you here?" I asked dumbfounded.
Still, he did not reply. He stared at me intently and then proceeded to open his mouth to speak.
"In the darkness a small child is crying.
In the darkness the shadows are crawling.
The demons of her past are drawing near.
She quickly recoils away in fear."
I stared at him confused, why are you telling me this?" I asked desperately.
He ignored me and continued, as if possessed by some greater force.
In the worried eyes of her creators.
They wish to protect her from the clutches of betrayers.
In a deep forbidden slumber her body lay.
Until she is called upon once again, she will awake in crimson day.
"Stop it!" I began to yell.
He spoke louder drowning out my pleas.
Many will die, others will depart.
The child is in need of her missing counterpart.
The one closest will surely fall.
Tumbling down a cliff of mountainous betrayal.
"Why are you doing this?" I asked sadly and fell to my knees in utter defeat.
He stopped and watched me with expressionless eyes.
"You still don't understand?" He asked, tilting his head.
"Understand what?" I replied in a frustrated tone.
He did not approach me but turned around and walked back into the darkness of the forest his dark brown hair blowing softly in the wind.
"Wait! You haven't answered my questions yet." I attempted to reach out to him, he stopped and turned his head in my direction.
"When have you gotten so weak?" His eyes glared coldly at me. My breath hitched.
Weak? My brain could not process the meaning of the word.
"For she is the last of the children of darkness."
He finished the poem and turned away from me, merging with the shadows.
"You must rise, a storm is coming." He whispered before fully disappearing from my view.
I slammed my fists against the earth.
"Why, Uncle Lucian?" I whispered quietly.
"Isabella?" I turned my head and saw Aro staring at me worriedly at the entrance of the meadow.
I wiped the emotion off my face and stood up. I don't understand why my Uncle Lucian was here or why he recited the poem he told e so long ago, but there was something important he wanted to tell me. Knowing my Uncle Lucian he wouldn't just come here without reason. There was something he wanted me to know, but couldn't quite tell me.
A storm is coming. Those words echoed in my head and a sense of danger lurked within them.
I looked at Aro as he approached me, what was I to say? I stared directly into the ruby jewels that were his eyes when he finally made it to where I was. We did not speak simply stared at each other. The intensity of his stare made me break away from the connection. There was something off about him, I couldn't put my finger on what it was but his demeanor seemed to have changed.
"Aro." I began.
"I-I" Why couldn't I speak?
"I-I can't, I-I don't." I wasn't able to communicate my feelings to him, why was this?
Throughout my struggles he said nothing.
"I am sorry." I whispered brokenly.
"I-I can't do this." I lifted my hands as if to push him away. He gripped my hands.
"Aro, please don't make this any harder then it has to be." I say.
"Are you going to run away?" He asked emotionlessly.
"Don't you get it Aro? There is no way that we are soul mates. I will only make life difficult for you. I was naïve to think that this could work." I tried to pull my hands from his grip, but he was stronger that I thought.
I struggled harder and still, I was not able to break free.
"What is wrong with you? Let me go!" I yelled.
"Avoiding it, won't help you?" He replied in that same emotionless voice.
"Let go!" I squirmed, but still could not break free from his hold.
"What are you?" I asked, panting slightly.
"I thought you had me figured out." He answered tilting his head.
"Why are you doing this?" I asked defeatedly.
"I know your suffering Isabella, I want to help you." His tone softened.
I shook my head.
"No, there is no way you can help me. I am broken." I muttered and continued my struggles.
"Broken?" His brows furrowed in confusion.
"Aro, let me go!" I pulled even harder and nearly fell.
I looked at him surprised.
"It seems like I wasn't the only one hiding secrets. Just what are you Aro Volturi?" How could I have missed this? I had my faint suspicions but thought nothing of them.
Faster than I thought possible he pulled me towards him. I let out a small cry and stared at him in surprise.
He smirked and his eyed glowed an unearthly pigment of red.
"I am an Ancient." He whispered staring at me in amusement.
My body was that of a statue, unable to move or say anything.
Things were about to become a lot more complicated.
Sorry this chapter is bit late, but I had trouble with getting my ideas down. And I would like to inform you that I have reached 200 reviews! (217 actually) I am very happy and hopefully the amount of reviews will continue to grow, I enjoy reading your lovely commentary. And it has been brought to my attention by both Esor and Hikada that the Romanian translations aren't very good. I guess that is the price to pay when you use crappy translators.
I will fix those chapters whenever I can, because it has really been bothering me as well, but I haven't had time to fix them yet.
The question from last week was;
Question: Who was the vampire that was hunting Alice during her human years while in the Asylum.
And of course you all got the answer right! Every single one of you that commented participated, which makes me very happy! Please tell me what you thought of this chapter and about Aro's little hidden secret...
Now, it is time for your treat!
I couldn't believe the god like man who stood before me was actually of very old yet strong blood. This was completely unprecedented. The words I had planned to say were now stuck in my throat and unable to come out. I continued to stare at him as he stared back at me, his eyes reflected mine and I saw the confusion and slight fear hidden within them, Aro must have noticed this as well. I would have never thought that Aro could actually be one of them. But, I had to focus on the task at hand.
"I am broken because, I can longer love." I answer and he observes me intently.
"That is not necessarily true is it, Isabella?" I stared at him confused.
"You are thinking about Sulpicia and how you are undeserving to have a mate. You never expected to find me so you feel frightened about what to do, you feel helpless." He elaborated.
What the absolute hell? Why does he know this? My eyes widen in realization. He must be using his abili-
"I am not using my gift." He cut off my train of thought.
Wait, if he knows what I am thinking and from what I can understand no ordinary mates can do this, which means...
Aro's eyes seemed to glisten in the dim light of the meadow.
"Exactly." He confirms.
"That is not possible. There is absolutely no way." I looked away from him and clenched my hands.
"You are quite stubborn." He mutters.
I know it is short, but you'll live!
Now, for the question for next week there will be an added bonus. If you guys remember correctly I had created some ship names for both Aro and Isabella, the two that were well liked were;
Arella and Arabella.
Along with your answer I would like you guys to tell me which name you prefer and why. The two people who give me the best reason for choosing which name they prefer along with the correct answer for this week's question will get the next chapter dedicated to them.
Good Luck! I hope that all of you participate!
Question for this week: What is the significance of Team Switzerland and in which book did it first appear in?