Chapter 1:
"Come on now, how do you ever expect to rip off the Volturi's heads if you can't focus long enough?!" My father shouts in my delicate ear.
"Maybe I could focus if you didn't scream in my ear!" I loudly growl at him. "Vlad, lay off the girl a little, will you? She's been training for twelve hours straight." My Uncle Stefan tells my father.
Father looks at Uncle Stefan. "I don't care if she's been training for days on end. We are going to perfect her fighting skills before she goes and ends the Volturi!" Father turns back to me. "Now, try that again. Don't be afraid to hurt me, there's nothing that can't be re-attached."
Listening to my father, I balance on the balls of my feet and get into a fighting position. In five seconds flat, I've come up and ripped both of his arms off. "Good, Annalise. Very good. Now, do you remember what to do if someone rips off your arm?"
"Rip their head off." My father smiles at me. "Correct. Now, give Daddy back his arms." I raise each of his arms up to his mouth for him to lick them and put them back on.
"You've been much better since your transformation, my dear." My uncle croons in my ear. "Yes. Does that please you, Uncle?"
"Yes. Very much, yes. You are done with training. Go and feed now." My uncle orders me. "Yes, Uncle." I turn in my heel and walk towards the cowering man in the corner.
He is overweight and bald. He is sweaty and his heart beats a thousand times per second. He is scared for his life. Or...what little life he has left.
"Please, please don't do this." The man pleads with me. "Why not? You don't have a family, a wife. Heck...you don't even have a pet to keep you company. Don't worry though, you won't be missed." I tell him as I go in for the kill.
His blood is fatty and clotted. Hardly edible, but it will do. I used to eat human food before my transformation, but afterwards it was only blood.
Father found me on his doorstep when I was a babe and raised me as his own. I was human, and it killed him to not bite into my neck, but he said that he kept reminding himself that I was their salvation.
That's where he got my name, Annalise. It means God's oath. Uncle Stefan said that I was their oath to the Volturi that they would be ended by the Romanian coven. Two weeks ago, father took me to see a friend of his in Denali. There the man said that I would be gifted to be able to possess my opponents abilities permanently only by touching them.
Two days after we came back from Denali, Father said that I was old enough for my transformation. It was slightly painful, but it was worth it.
I'm stronger and faster than my father and uncle ever dreamed I could be. In the last two weeks, Father and Uncle Stefan have taken me to Egypt, the Amazon, Forks, Washington in America, and the Denali's again.
In each place they had a friend who had powers. Forks was the goldmine out of them all. Their coven had created an alliance with the wolves since their pack leader's mate was the half human, half vampire girl. And only four vampires weren't gifted in some sort of way.
Father made sure I touched Alice. He told me that when I see the Volturi, I must shield myself from Aro, Jane and Alec, but I must touch them all. He also said that I must only shield parts of my mind from Aro, so that way he'll see my gift.
Father said that Aro likes to collect vampires with certain abilities. He said that I should show him a how I can possess bodies, a power I earned in Paris, France.
I finish packing and I remember the plan. I can't screw this up. Just then, I hear screaming. I smell smoke and my eyes widen.
I rush out of my room to see several hooded figures standing around a bonfire in the middle of the training room. Father's detached head is in a blonde female vampire's hands. She stands next to a boy who has vapor retreating into his hands. She throws my father's head into the fire, where I'm sure Uncle Stefan's body already is.
I run. I run as fast as I can and don't look back. They can't catch me. I'm still a newborn, I'm too fast and too strong for them. I don't know who exactly did this, but I know it was the Volturi.
Our plan to overthrow the Volturi was just business for me at first. Now that they've killed my coven and the only family I've ever known, it's personal.
'Run, run as fast as you can, little Volturi. I'm coming for you, and I won't stop until your heads are on a pike.'