Summary: A girl called Layla, who has been fighting Cancer for two years and slowly losing the battle decides to end her life and be in peace away from all the medication and doctors, until she winds up meeting Alec Volturi who saves her life or more ends it, she's accepted into the guards as one of their own because she has power Aro is very interested in. The female witch twin isn't giving Layla an easy time using her own gift on her every so often especially when she's been speaking to Jane's brother, Alec; is Layla's fate a miracle or a curse...
Disclaimer: I do not own twilight nor will I ever, if I did the Volturi would've killed off all the wolves except Seth, Collin, Brady and Bree and Diego would still be alive & the volturi would have their own book\movie, all I own is Layla.
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I was so sick of it all, the chemo, the drugs, the doctors, the sound of hearts no longer beating on a monitor the room next to mine, living in the hospital and getting sicker every day. I had to use a wig, for my hair was gone and I wasn't like the other kids my age, who complained about school and such, all I wanted all I need was to get better for someone to find a cure, I hated seeing my parents faces every day looking at their little child knowing she didn't have long left maybe 6 months at most, I hated the pain and trauma that came with it, my body was weak, sick and pale I wanted out.
My parents stayed in a small hotel that was built purely for families with relatives and families that were suffering from Cancer, I'd been there once it smelt of stale like things and wasn't nearly as nice as home.
I waited until they left, waited till all the nurses and doctors were home or elsewhere in the hospital, the hospital was too clean and sterile for me to enjoy after about two years sleeping in the same bed, same room you get sick of it. I ripped off all the needles and such that were under my skin and walked out of my room it wouldn't be long till the doctors came for a check up on me, I entered the balcony, the view was like a painting for me I was so used to it I felt sick, but I'd never seen it in moonlight the dark park across looked strange and beautiful the moonlight shone against the leaves and metal seats where people sat every day, the bird's singing were absent, unlike usual.
I hopped on the ledge, holding the pole, I couldn't see the ground it was too dark but I knew it was a good decent 10 stories below and it wouldn't take long for my bones to reach the cement and crack and break, every single one. The wind was unbearable, whipping into my face like cold knives, I almost preferred it instead of the needles that had been plunged into my arm so many times, I took a deep breath I was ready for this, I was ready to go, although it would bring my parents sadness a great deal of it, it wouldn't be worse than hearing your daughter's monitor go flat with a long beeping sound and doctor's rushing to her room, would it?
I took a deep shuddering breath again letting the air fill my nostrils, I almost almost so closely let my hand go of the pole until I heard his voice, when I heard it, I thought it was of an angel's a guardian angel maybe, ''don't let go'' that was all he said, his voice velvety and rich like nothing I'd ever heard, most people that wanted to end there life would have done exactly not what he had said, but I spun around gripping the pole tightly, I could just make out his figure with the moonlight he was of my age or around it, standing a little taller than me his shoulder's weren't too large and not too small, he was wearing a coat from what I could tell his face you could only see half of his face but it sent me into shock, his dark hair I assumed was covering his left eye but his face was so flawless slightly childlike, full lips and wide thick-lashed eyes, he was like nothing I'd ever seen yet there was something eerie about him. ''good girl, you follow instructions, that's appreciated in my coven and you're going to join it''
His voice was cunning and appreciative, why was he even talking to me normally people looked at me in pity, he was treating me like normal people would but there was on word in his speech that didn't make sense, ''coven'' I remembered reading so many books in the hospital, one on mythical creatures and such, vampires called there so called family ''coven'' but surely, surely he wasn't one.
I gulped as he took a step forward, I focused on his eyes as the moonlight hit them I noticed that there colour was indeed red, I almost jumped right then and there but a mist like substance fell over me and I fell asleep or so I thought.
I awoke with a burning in my throat much more then I was used to, I was craving water or something because it felt like someone had lit a match in my throat, my vision felt so so much clearer I was wondering if this was a dream, the ceiling roof I could see all the bumps and dents in it and a certain colour I couldn't remember, I felt different, too different until the angel's head came into my sight, I shrunk back, I gasped, my movement was too quick and graceful then I'd ever been, what was happening to me?
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Sorry its very short, but if you'd like more plz review, thanks kt.