Serpent Girl

"Is the child ready?" An aging man asked. A woman that was hidden in the doorway nodded, and stepped out, holding a small bundle in her hands. The man reached out, but she pulled the child back.

"Sir, are you sure about this? She could die! Questo ha torta. (A/N: Meaning "This is wrong." Please note that i used a online translator so it may be gramatically wrong.) "The woman said, looking down at the brown eyed girl. The baby was barely a week old, and the woman doubted that she would survive.

"That's why we need to start this now. The prince is already been born. He'll be two months old soon. We need to start working if we want this girl to be ready. Remember Tia, one life is worth nothing for the greater good. Dobbiamo fare questo. (Meaning "It has to be done!") "The man stopped talking and took the baby from the still woman's hands.

He reached out to a golden cage next to him, and pulled out a snake. It hissed, and it was easy to tell that it was a poisonous one.

He opened the baby's mouth, pulling her tongue out. Then he put the snake right above her open mouth. The woman's eyes widened, and closed quickly as the snake lunged forward and bit the baby's tongue.

The baby shrieked, and withered in the pain that no week old baby should feel. The man held out the child to the woman. She took it, and tried to calm it down.

"Shhhh…it's okay beautiful. It will only hurt for a while...Shhhh my Bella….it's okay!" She muttered over the baby, while cuddling it.

The man interrupted and said, "Take her to a room. Tell me if she lives. If she does, one week from now we'll give her another shot." He smiled like it was the most beautiful thing he had ever said.

The woman nodded and took the still crying baby out of the room.

Inside the room that man put the snake away and pulled out another one. Then he called out for the next and last child he would poison.

"Your Highness, the young master has been crying again." A young nurse stepped out of a large nursery.

A young woman, smiled. She looked like she was in her mid-twenties. She was very pretty, and her warm eyes screamed love. "Has he? Well," She said, "I guess I'll go talk to him. Oh, and Sara? Please call me Esme." She was about to step in when the nurses arm shot out.

"Miss I have something I want to talk to you and the King about. I was hoping that I could do this today. It might be too late to start after three months." The nurse was fidgety, and nervous.

"Sara, please do not be nervous. Right now Carlisle is rather busy. Would it be okay if you talked to me? I could always pass it on to him." Esme said quietly.

"Well, it's just that I'm concerned for the young prince. After His Highness was almost poisoned I think it's best if we make Edward immune to poison." Sara explained quietly, glancing up and down the corridor to make sure no one heard.

Esme's eyes grew large as she understood what Sara was trying to say. She swallowed and slowly nodded. "Yes this is good. We should…but…it will not affect Edward will it? I mean…he….he…won't…?" She left the question unfinished.

Sara quickly shook her head. "No, no, no! We can give him carefully measured amounts of it…nothing will happen to him." She reassured the queen.

Esme relaxed, and then tensed again. "But…what about in the future? When he gets married? He won't affect his spouse? His children?" She asked.

Sara looked uncertain when she answered the question. "Ma'am we've done this on many princes…they've faired well enough. Nothing should happen."

Esme did not look convinced, but she said nodded anyways. "I think that we should start to um, treat, him as soon as possible. I know that Carlisle will say yes. When can we give him the first dose?"

Sara looked relieved and smiled as she dug through her pack. "Right now." She said as she pulled her hand up holding a small flask with a cork on top. She shook it a little to make sure that everything was mixed up.

"It would be for the best if we mixed this with something that the prince likes. Perhaps some sweet liquid?" She said popping the cork.

Esme opened the door to the nursery and walked to the fridge. From inside she pulled out a bottle of milk and gave it to Sara.

Sara carefully dropped a small drop of the poison into the milk and shook it vigorously. Then she tipped it over and tasted some of it. She smiled, and mumbled perfect under her breath.

Esme walked over to her son's crib. Inside was her joy of life playing around with his feet in the air. She smiled and cooed to him.

"Hi, baby! Did you miss mommy? I'm sorry I wasn't here. I had to take care of some business. But now mommy and baby can have fun together." She reached in and pulled him up.

His soft baby hands tugged at Esme's hair and Esme giggled. Sara came up and held the bottle to Edward, and to took it and started to drink from it. Esme watched, worry itched all over her face.

Finally Sara took the bottle away and Edward continued to play with his mother. Before leaving Sara leaned over and whispered that the next dose would be in two weeks.

Bella had survived her first snake bite, and it was time for her second one. This time however, she did not cry as much.

The other girls that had been bitten had all died out, expect for the last girl Beverly.

Soon after the snake bites became a part of her life. Every month, under her tongue so that people wouldn't see the two bites on her.

She became prettier and prettier as the years passed and her body because used to the poison. On months where she skipped her dose she would feel sick and unhealthy.

She was a vessel for the snake poison. A serpent girl, unsuspected by anyone, a dangerous weapon to anyone that kissed her, or touched any of her body that was not covered by skin.

She was a beautiful, but deadly woman. She was made to kill, and her target was the Crown Prince. Her life was about to turn up side down/

Edward was slightly sick after his first dose of poison, but he was healthy and fought it well. The next time was easy and soon he too because used to the monthly doses.

He was very lively and got into a lot of trouble. After two years of being an only child, he was gifted with a younger sister. She too, had started her doses.

The two grew up together and never left each others sides. The poison that ran through them was unknown to them.

It was always disguised in some of their favourite drinks. The Royal couple did not want them to know that their lives were always in danger.

It was better they grew up in peace. And grow they did.

Edward because a bright, and handsome young man. However he had no idea that his life was about to come crashing down on him.

WOOH!!!! ANOTHER STORY…actually this had been playing out in my mind for a while and I HAD to write it. I don't know if it will be good or not, but I try! =) well, tell me what you think!

Sorry for all spelling mistakes...