Panda: I HAVE AN IDEA FOR A STORY AND I WILL ACTUALLY FINISH THIS! 33 I don't own Twilight, be happy I don't because Bella wouldn't exist and it would probably be all about the Volturi and everyone but Edward. ^^ Beware, the characters may be a little (or a lot depending on who it is) OOC. I only own my OC (Kari (CAR EE))
This is about three years after Renesme is born, the Cullen's and Jake/Seth/Leah have moved to Italy. A year after my OC, Kari, is born.
Well, enjoy this boat load of hilarity, crack and an actually story is mixed in there. First attempt at humor so give me a break, I have a weird sense of humor and it's usually all cheesy.
Kari: Gust of Wind
Chapter one: I'm NOT a refined young woman
I have only ever known my story told in the form of a fairy tale, as a child that was fine, it suited the purpose of a bedtime story smashingly. Only when I got older would I relies that story was real and only then would I come to appreciate my birth mother's sacrifice. But until then it was just a story, one only Alec could tell me because he was the one who wove such a tale. From truth to fiction it became the only thing to ease my selfish dreams. And though I would slowly begin to feel the pain of my birth mother's unfulfilled dreams I would keep going on, whether it killed me or not.
-The fairy tale-
"Once upon a time lived a peasant man and a peasant woman. They were in love and would have loved to start a family but they were not able to. But one night they found the woman was pregnant, and the man in great fear of what the child would become gathered up the woman and took her to the three kings.
The three kings were wise beyond their years and would certainly know what to do. On the way to the kings, the man told the woman that he would surely be killed and that she was to keep smiling and to take all the help the kings were offering to her. Though the idea of losing the man she loved hurt more than the woman could bear, she agreed. They travels for a few days, the child inside her growing rapidly but it didn't stop them from knowing it would be loved.
In the castle the man was killed, and the woman was given a room and bed and was taken care of by the three kings and their guards. She was bitter towards the people who killed her lover but slowly she opened herself up to the new world her child would live in. She even started to allow the doctor, a friend of the kings, to examine her and child where as in the beginning she didn't want him even in the room.
The woman talked with all the kings and the guards and even the doctor and his family. She learned of a little girl who would be the same as her child, half vampire, half human. Surprisingly the woman wasn't scared but decided on something she knew would be best. She did not want her child to have the life she could only give her. The things her child would have would be spars to nothing and she as a mother would be pitiful at her job. She knew she would inevitably screw up her child so she gave all parental rights to the High King and his wife.
When the second king, the cruel one and youngest heard of this he felt rage. How could a woman choose death over a child? When he and the woman spoke she told him they could give the child a life she would only dream of giving it, and they were the only ones who could help ease her way through life. The cruel king came to accept this and agreed to do all the schooling the child would need.
When the Doctor and his family heard of this they left it be, after telling her they could always give her the life of a vampire. But the woman was stubborn and said 'whether I'm human or vampire don't make any difference. My child will never have what he or she deserves with me.' The Doctor agreed to let her stay dead after the birth even though it went against everything he and his family lived for.
The third king, the apathetic one was the one who chose not to tell her it was a bad choice. Not for any selfish reason but because it was the woman's choice and he had no right to tell her how to choose a life for her unborn child. Instead, he chose to agree to what she asked of him. The apathetic king would stay with the child until he or she said they didn't need him anymore. He would support it in all of its dreams and help fulfill them. He would stand back and let he or she shine. The apathetic king would be everything that child would need from someone who wasn't his or her father.
The High king's wife and the woman made a list of male and female names and gave it to the high king; telling him it was his choice out of those names. He chose the names Jayden and Kari and knew they would be names fit for the prince or princess of his and his brother's kingdom.
The day the woman gave birth she gave the apathetic king her necklace, a quartz crystal that hung on a dainty silver chain and told him it was her gift to a child she would never meet. It was painful for everyone to let go of the woman they had so easily became attached to but knew that she was dying so her child could live. Out of all the sorrow came a beautiful girl that had the most electric blue eyes anyone in the room had ever seen with hair that was as black as night, though when it got longer it would become more of a dark violet instead of black.
The High King held his new found love in his arms, high in the air and smiled. He and his wife would love that girl like no other parent loved their child. The Apathetic King clipped the dead woman's necklace around the child's neck and said 'Welcome, Kari of the Volturi'."
I smiled and closed my journal right as Master Caius walked in. Though Alec portrayed him as the cruel king I could never see him as such. Caius just had a short temper that flared randomly but the only time he ever yelled at me was when I drifted off into 'Kari-land' and stopped paying attention to lessons. I set my journal in my purse at the foot my chair and sat up straight, knowing that slouching annoyed the hell out of Caius more than the Cullen's did.
He sat across from me and looked at me patiently, waiting for me to place my essay (completed in Italian and about the medieval era) in front of his person. He would most likely read it while I was translating lines from some large book into French. He nodded and crossed his arms. That was how he praised me, nodding. Though I wouldn't expect anything less, this is Caius we're speaking about and openly praising someone was not a Caius thing to do.
"Noi non abbiamo tempo per la lezione di oggi, perchè il pandre vuole per voi per fornire qualcosa per lui." (We will not have class because your father wants you to deliver something for him) Caius stated in Italian. If we weren't having class being papa wanted me to deliver something for him like he said, he was going to test me all day, only speaking to me in Italian. Caius was such a pain sometimes. Italian was easily, that and English were the two languages I grew up speaking which is why it had always surprised me that he was forcing me to do a class on the language. French I could understand, I didn't speak it regularly, actually; I didn't speak it at all.
I nodded and grabbed my bag, "Ciao." I waved to him and skipped up to my room, Jane close behind. She usually sat in on my lessons to hopefully learn something new herself but so far she's learnt almost everything she already knew. Once in my room, Jane sat on the bed and held up a letter.
"Master Aro wishes for you to take this to the Cullen's residence. He wants you to hurry right back because he has something for you." She told me and took the black cloak that I had no so nicely thrown on the floor near my bed and folded it, placing it on the corner of my desk. I shook my head and wandered into my over sized closet filled with clothes that I got while on shopping trips with Heidi and Jane or the Cullen girls. I was sure any more clothes and I'd need another closet, though I'm sure papa wouldn't be surprised.
"Alright, leave it on the desk on top of the manila folders, I have to take those back to Carlisle as well." I told her, referring to the 2 thick medical folders I had borrowed from Carlisle. They were interesting and I enjoyed reading them which apparently surprised him because most people found them boring. I shrugged off my t-shirt and tank top and pants, going for a pair of faded boot cut denim jeans with a bunch of holes in them, a black long sleeved shirt with thumb holes and a rainbow colored t-shirt with a cupcake on it with a bite taken out of the head. I pulled on some yellow flats and skipped out of the closet. My wavy violet/black hair was brushed out and reached the small of my back, my bangs pushed to the side and eyes rimmed in thin glittery purple eyeliner. I really felt the need to put on my big, black rimmed fake nerd glasses but knew better than that. Anyway, I was pretty sure Renesme still had them.
Grabbing my folders and the letter, I checked myself in the mirror, pulled my necklace out from under my shirts and left my room, quite pleased with my interesting appearance. Papa often commented on how child-like I looked when I chose to wear less refined clothing but he never told me I wasn't allowed to dress like that, actually there were very few things I wasn't allowed to do. One of those was that I could not prance around in revealing clothes. I could wear shorts, skirts, tank tops and even a crop top, but not all together and definitely not in public. Papa trusted the men he knew not to let their silly hormones take control of them. But nothing see-through and nothing scandalous (as Alice liked to say). Though, Marcus never seemed too pleased when I wore the one crop top I owned or tied one of my flannels under my chest, so I usually never wore clothes like that when he'd see and be able to scold me without actually scolding me.
I got into my lime green Bug and smiled. I loved this car, it was amazing and I had Marcus to thank for it. He was the one who taught me to drive after all and was the one who talked Papa into getting it, apparently Papa wanted to get me some over fancy thing that was too silver for my liking. My Marcus knew me well. I smiled and pulled out of the garage, yep… He was my Marcus and everyone knew it too.
The drive to the Cullen's house wasn't very long and took me into the hills where their drive-way was hidden. From what I could remember, this house looked pretty much the same as the old one except bigger so they could all have their space and had a lot more of a Tuscan home feel than their old one in Forks. I trotted up to the door and let myself in, knowing they already knew I was here because Alice was standing near the door ready to greet me.
"Hi, Alice." I greeted back and continued to hold a conversation about her Jimmy Choo lace heeled boots that were absolutely adorable. I'd get myself a pair if I didn't already have too many shoes. Unlike Alice, I knew when enough was enough. I had too many clothes and had no problem with wearing something more than once.
The moment I stepped into the living room I grabbed Renesme by the waist and dragged her across the room, away from Jake who was expecting a hug. Instead, he put down his arms and glared at me, I just giggled. Renesme sighed at my antics but laughed none the less because she thought it was funny too. Hell, when Marcus would give me a hug and she was around she would do the same thing and we always said the same thing.
"My snuggle bunny." I growled out in a playful tone before nuzzling her neck and laughing when she started squirming because her neck was ticklish. She whacked my head with her hand and moved us to the side when Jake made a grab for her. This was almost like a ritual. Ren and I were the same species, so of course we became best friends instantly. Sure she was a year older than me but I was taller and therefore when we went out together most people thought I was her older sister. Though, we didn't look a thing alike, I'll never be sure how people think we're sisters. And I called her Ren instead of Nessie like everyone else.
Renesme did a little twirl when I let go of her to again get away from the upset shifter. She wore a black, knee length baby doll halter dress with silver knee high gladiator sandals. Her curly copper hair was up in a loose pony tail with her bangs straightened and was wearing some black liner on her bottom lid and my glasses. Awe, Renny looked cute. I told her so too.
Renesme smiled brightly. " Thanks, Kar. You look cute too. By the way, I'm so stealing these glasses from you." I nodded in acceptance to losing my fake glasses, I could always get another pair, and linked arms with her. We walked upstairs to Carlisle's study, leaving Jake downstairs to mope about. He'll survive.
"Come in." A voice from inside the door said right after I knocked lightly twice. Renesme led the way into Carlisle's study. He turned to us and smiled. "Is there something I can do for you two?" Carlisle was so grandfather like that it was sometimes hard to remember that he was even younger than my father, probably even younger than Janie and Alec.
I handed him the letter and folders. "Papa wanted me to bring you that letter and since I was done with the medical records I thought I'd bring them back." Carlisle smiled and set them down.
"If you'd like to borrow some more, you're more than welcome to." I nodded and glided over to the selves that held them.
"Kari, what is with you and reading these things? You're so boring." Emmet whined from where he was standing in the door way. I have no idea why he was in the door way, probably just felt like being a pain but he was a lovable pain in the ass. But a pain in the ass none the less.
I smiled. "Well, Kari can't help that she is boring. But now Kari must go back to her boring life, in her boring castle with boring people. To listen to her boring papa talk about whatever boring thing he has thought up. Well, dear Emmet, citizen number two of planet boring, is that boring enough for you?" I asked after finally picking a journal I haven't already read.
… "What?"
I laughed and started leaving, Ren and Carlisle right behind me and we left Emmet up there to ponder what I had said to him. I sure he isn't that stupid but then again, this is Emmet we are speaking about and he is all bran and not brain. And I believe that's why it's so easy to love that baboon…
I left, giving Ren a hug and again reminding Jake that she is mine and not his and scurried out the door, trying to get home fast since I spent a little more time there than I had originally planned to. It was around two in the afternoon which meant people were getting back from lunch and delaying my return home even further. God I hate people sometimes. Maybe that's why it's easy for me to drink human blood. Or maybe it's just because I'm use to it.
When I finally got into the castle, I parked my lovely Bug and ran about the castle towards papa's study. I tackled Felix into a hug the moment I saw him at the end of the hall papa's study was located on.
"Is papa free?" I asked as we slowly walked side-by-side towards the large study he usually stayed in when he wasn't in the throne room. Marcus' study was bigger but dimly lit and held a large painting of Didyme in the wall above his desk. And because of that I would never forget that no matter how much I called Marcus mine he would always be hers.
Felix nodded. "Yep, and he's been waiting patiently for your return." He stopped at the door and knocked before opening it up for me. I handed him the new folder and asked him to take that to my room. He nodded and left me and my father.
"Hi, papa." I greeted him with a grin and sat in a chair in front of his desk. He smiled up from whatever paper work he was doing.
"I have a surprise for you, my dear." His voice was soft, a whisper even to make the suspense even greater. I leaned forward in my seat and put my hands on the edge of his desk. For a few minutes he didn't say anything.
"Well?"
He laughed at my impatience. "Patience is a virtue, bambina."
"Yes, a virtue I don't possess! NOW TELL ME THE SURPRISE! PLEASE!" If I was a refined young lady I would have asked him nicely to tell me and had stayed in my seat. The thing is I'm not. So I practically yelled in suspense and was on my knees beside his chair. He laughed at me again. He tended to do that a lot.
"A few weeks ago Carlisle thought it would be a good idea to send you and Renesme to high school. I was reluctant at first to allow you to go but he convinced me that it's an experience that will help you grow. I am still if-y on the whole thing but if this is something you desire, I shall allow you to attend a local high school with Renesme."
I cannot believe this! He is actually allowing me to do something that could inevitably screw me up? I jumped up and hugged him, displaying how pleased I was by this. "YES, YES, YES!" I'm pretty sure everyone in the castle had heard me and would later ask what the hell I was screaming about.
For the rest of the evening I sat in my room on facebook, which surprisingly everyone had, and IMing Ren.
Kari Volturi says my tummy wants food but the kitchen is too far away and I don't trust Alec to make me food again after last time.
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Alec Volturi: I make good food!
Jane Volturi: How would you know it's good, Alec? You don't eat it.
Kari Volturi: Yeah, what Janie said!
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Jane Volturi: Is it really that bad?
Kari Volturi: No… It's just really crispy… Like, super crispy
Felix Volturi: Isn't crispy a good thing?
Renesme Cullen: Not when it's black.
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Alec Volturi says I DON'T COOK BADLY!
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Emmet Cullen: I feel your pain; Nessie says I suck at cooking too
Renesme Cullen: You do, though.
Emmet Cullen: You know what? You're supposed to be nice to me!
Renesme Cullen: I am being nice. Truthful is nice, Emmy.
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