A/N: Hello! This is a rewrite of my second fan fiction story and I would be honored if you read and reviewed. This story is about Aro having a secret that could possibly endanger Charlie and Renesme. Bella, Edward and the gang must try and protect them but the task becomes increasingly difficult when Seth returns from College. Let us begin!
Disclaimer: If I owned twilight… Kristen Stuart wouldn't have played Isabella Swan, Emmy Rossum would've done it. Sorry Kristen Stuart fans…
Chapter 1: A deadly turn
Another ice cold day underneath the castle; it was times like these that I was glad to be a… well whatever I was.
My biological mother died giving birth to me and I was taken by her tribe's leaders and given to Aro, leader of the Vampire Cult known as the Volturi, as a gift.
To the tribe I was an abomination, unholy in the eyes of their many gods. My biological father was a vampire and my biological mother a shapeshifter.
Aro loved me from the start and his mate Sulpicia became my mother.
They were vampire royalty, as were all of their guard, and all who dwelled amongst the Volturi. I hadn't told them yet, but as they fought their instincts to kill me, I fought my instincts to kill them.
I struggled daily with my inner animal who wanted so badly to end the lives of these vampires.
I'm sure my father knew my thoughts but if it bothered him, he never let on.
I was superiorly excited today because, I would be allowed outside, like I was once a month, to hunt. I could change into a large black panther whenever I was extremely agitated but I controlled it well. My dad being… well… himself, wanted to test how much I would change if I was ever enraged so on my tenth birthday he had Aunt Jane attack my mother until she was practically unconscious.
You see some vampires have special talents; some have the ability to fly, others to read minds or to locate anyone in the world and beyond, Jane's talent was the ability to torture people. To make you think you're on fire, to rob you of your comfort and mental control. On that horrible day she robbed my mother of her control, I was helpless as she screamed bloody murder.
I was held back from her by the guard, I felt my beast coming forth. She was enraged and she would protect her mother. I grew twice my size and my eyes became gray globes filled with purpose: to kill every single being that even dared to hurt my mother; the ground began to shake and the last thing I recall of my conscious mind was using my paws to soak up the humming energies of the earth beneath me; it was like a mighty wind overtook my spirit.
I don't remember what exactly happened afterwards but when I awoke from it, Jane was being put back together and my father was hanging upside down from the ceiling wrapped in thick green vines wearing an expression that threatened to upset the balance of the universe.
The entire hall was covered in vines and those whom had tried to stop me were plastered to the wall, the vines choking the immortality from them and passing it into me.
I remember that day clearly, it was the first time I had ever seen my Uncle Marcus with any type of expression.
He smiled.
It was a revelation, something I hadn't known before… Aro couldn't control me. He forbade me from ever becoming that angry again and from then on, I was watched and distanced by all others.
Today was a special day though because my mother, who never left the confines of this castle, was set upon watching me hunt and, for the first time in three centuries, hunting for herself.
My father was adamantly against us going together but let it go when Aunt Jane asked to speak to him privately.
My mother was blissful as was I. Aunt Jane never stood up for us but today was important for our mother- daughter bonding time. I skipped around my room placing things in order. I was a completely messy person and I loved it that way. My mother was always scolding me for it.
She was tall and thin with long silvery blonde hair and round red eyes. Her slight frame was off-set by her petite bosoms, an A-cup, but on her they resembled a triple D. She was extremely pale and her skin was ice cold and papery, a comforting touch. One I'd known all my life.
I was the polar opposite. I was as my mother puts it "Curvaceous", with actual D- cups and wide set hips. I had mocha caramel colored skin and shoulder length ebony black hair that was curly. My eyes were strangely gray and often gave me a very mysterious look, especially whenever I was allowed to dress up.
Fairly adventurous, I was in and out of trouble for as long as I could remember as a result of my attempts at "suicide" as my Uncle Caius referred to it. I called it fun. I could jump off the top of the towers on the east side of the castle because no humans could see me from there, I could run in my panther form to the seaside on the south end of the castle in the late afternoon because no human would think to go to that beach. There was so much I could do and they couldn't stop me because... the sun burned their skin.
Uncle Caius was always worried that I'd be caught and then they would have to kill me... yeah right... like he could kill me.
I stood in front of the mirror brushing my hair into a high pony tail and fixing my make-up.
I loved make-up and jewelry. I was and always will be a total girly girl. Admittedly, I was an outdoors-y girly girl and didn't mind a bit of dirt but hey every adventure needs an accesory, right?
After finishing my face, hair and putting on accessories, I slipped into a green dress that was more suited for an evening out than for hunting, but mother swore it was the latest fashion and that I would look absolutely ravishing.
I fidgeted with the dress. (A/N: This dress is on my profile, so if I can't describe it correctly check it out there) The dress was backless and my breasts wouldn't allow for me to go without a bra. Grrrrrr! isn't there anything I could do right?! I thought to myself.
"You look very beautiful my angel." My mother floated in wearing what seemed to be a dress made for goddesses.
It flowed around her making her golden locks look all the more beautiful. (Dress On profile)
"Mama, you look so gorgeous. I wish I was that beautiful."
"But you are my darling…" she allowed for her thick Italian accent to mingle with her next words. " You are an angel from heaven. A gift to me on my birthday and I intend to see to it that you see what a gorgeous woman you have become."
She turned me to face the mirror and ran her hands across my shoulder blades, settling on my forearms. She began to sing in a language that was foreign to me.
I knew the song well, though. She had sung it every night when I was little so that I wouldn't have nightmares; It was the native Russian lullaby
Even now she sung with such conviction that it chased my fears away once more, as it did when I was small.
I turned and wrapped my arms around her waist. We snuggled for a moment longer before we heard a throat clearing.
I perked up and turned to see Uncle Marcus standing with a box in his hands.
"Your mother tells me that this is a special occasion for you."
I looked over at her quizzically. What makes hunting so special? It truly isn't all that important…
Noticing my confused expression he coughed to cover up his laughter, "You make me smile. Today is your transition from girl to woman. I recall the day they brought you here... so small." He choked up and wiped at the nonexistant tears before continuing, "I have something for you." He held out a black box that had a golden ribbon on it.
I opened it to find a gorgeous golden chain that had a green emerald entwined within it held onto the main chain by a single pearl. (Also on profile)
Tears rolled down my face and I was glad to be wearing water resistant makeup. My mother began to shoo him out of the room after he placed it on my neck and kissed my forehead.
"What's really going on here mom?" I asked my voice still thick from the emotions I was feeling. I didn't really enjoy celebrating my birthday since my horrid tenth party and this would be the first party they were throwing for me since then. She just smiled and beckoned me to follow her.
I followed quickly down the hall turning left and finding the hall empty and void of her presence. Ah so it's a game you want then eh? I will find you!
I rushed down the hall sniffing her out and finding her scent drifting above me. I continued to search, although it wasn't very hard with all of her incessant giggling.
"Elizabeth my dear… up here..." her voice trailed off further down the hall along with a sound of giggling.
I had never been this way before.
I slowed my running to sight see. The rich tapestries lining the walls told histories of many a lost culture and way of life. It temporarily intrigued me until I heard a resounding crash and a deafening growl.
"AH…AH…HARDER ARO!!!" I heard screaming coming from a room opposite the hall I was walking down. I silently prayed that my parents were NOT doing what I think they are doing.
"YOU LIKE THAT LITTLE BITCH!!!"
"GOD YES!!! FUCK ME!!"
"JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANE!!!"
"CUM! CUM IN MY TIGHT LITTLE…"
I couldn't stand to hear any more. I covered my ears shivering in disgust. I wanted to run but I was utterly disgusted. My body was frozen and a small pain was slowly rising to a crescendo in my chest.
How could those… those… bastards do this to my mother- to our family!?
I shivered with rage until I felt an icy hand engulf my shoulder blades. The familiar touch of my mother, whom had possibly been standing there for the entire event, calmed me down.
She did not speak. Neither of us did.
The door down the hall opened allowing light to flood the otherwise dark halls. Jane stepped out looking perfectly fucked followed by Aro; the man who no longer deserved to be called my father.
The two looked jovial until they saw us standing there.
A/N: Okay so what do you think so far? The Cullen's will be coming in, in the next two chapters or so. The main character is named Elizabeth but we will be getting some Seth Pov, Nessie Pov and Bella/Edward Pov.