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This is going to be a Seth/OOC fic. I doubt there will be any lemon, seeing as I cannot write it. Anyhoo. This is set during Breaking Dawn, and it kind of goes into Carlisle's past, as well as Amelia's. So enjoy This is my first fic and I'm sort of bricking it but I hope *crosses fingers* your all nice :D
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All characters belong to SMeyer (unfortunately) (apart from Amelia)
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In all the years I've lived with the Volturi, I have never once questioned if there could be more outside these cold stone walls. Something different, something else. Not that I will ever get the chance. I mean, where will I go?
I could try to find Carlisle. We got along so well during his stay. But, there is whole world out there. And I'm not sure he's even still alive.
For now, anyway, I'll stay as I am. Daughter of the Volturi. Sitting behind these age old windows, staring into the distance, just wishing my time away.
*1 week later*
When Aro summoned me into the great hall, my first instinct was to tell my father I was busy. After all, every other time I go there, he pushes me into something dreadful. That poor mans face….
Caius on the other hand has more compassion than Marcus and Aro. He will speak up for me even when it's not appropriate. He's more of a father to me than those two could ever summon up the power to become.
My footsteps echoed along the stone corridor, the midnight air breezing through caused the hairs on my arms to stand to attention. Throwing the doors open, I was met with a sight I had only encountered once before in my long life. The three leaders of the Volturi, sitting around a large oak table with anxiety knitted into their stone faces. The sight scared me a little. Well, a lot if I'm honest.
"You called"
Aro didn't turn around. "Yes, we need your opinion daughter".
"As you know, I'm always happy to give it, its whether you listen to it that makes me question the point in giving it in the first place".
"Please, just sit"
I pulled a chair up as Marcus began to explain exactly what had caused this meeting. As it goes, a child had been conceived, of human and vampire origin. The puzzling thing was, not only had the mother meant to have been a vampire by now, but the father intended to keeping her alive, as well as the child. The "immortal child" was an issue that arose some years ago and we outlawed it after much research into how the child could not be responsible for its actions. And we cannot let the mortals know of our existence. It would be… disastrous.
"So", spoke Caius, "although the vote is unanimous, we want to know if you think we should destroy the child before any consequence comes of it".
"Yes", I replied softly. As much as I hated the idea of killing such an innocent child, one that could fulfil so much with its life, the safety of vampires all over the world could be in jeopardy. And if the mortals found the vampires to be creatures of the uttermost disgust, what on earth would they do if they found out about me.
"Then it is decided", spoke Aro, rising from his seat. "We shall visit the child tomorrow and dispose of it then. Now Amelia, if you would excuse us, the next group of tourists are on their way".
I left them, hearing only the slightest shuffling of footsteps before another batch of mortals came through the doors. I really hope they didn't buy return tickets home. They won't need them.
