Hey, guys! I know I said my Twilight fanfics would be few, far between, and unpublished. This story is F8tey (F8WUZL8)'s idea. It rocks, and she didn't really want to write it. BTW, this is just after the end of Breaking Dawn. The only thing F8 wrote was that prologue... So here is my complicated disclaimer: Twilight characters belong to Stephenie Meyer. The plotline belongs to Sun- F8WUZL8. Some powers for my characters came form other fanfictions- if you recognize it, don't throw a snit. MY WORDS, MY CHARACTERS. Yes, I do own something here. Anyhoo- enjoy.
Jane's POV
In the evening light of a full moon, she sat near the pond, staring into the distance with a greed and hunger that no onlooker could accurately understand. She listened to the cricket's tune, the corner of her black robe dipping into the water, as she sifted her position to leaning on her arm.
It was peaceful times like this she wished she could sleep.
Caius had sent her out of his presence like she was the reason their attack had failed. But she knew he was only blaming her so he wouldn't have to blame himself. She'd never liked Caius.
"Are you okay?" Alec asked from behind her, truly worried for his twin. He had seen her expression when the girl blocked her attack. Jane's gift had never been deflected, ever. And when it was, she was afraid that her gift was failing her. He knew. And seconds after she had looked even more afraid, because the person she thought she was never showed fear. But he knew she just wasn't who she thought she was.
"Sure." Jane replied lightly, the tip of her shoe barely skimming the liquid's surface. Alec put a hand on her shoulder.
"You know it wasn't your fault. Caius, Aro, and Marcus weren't prepared for failure. That doesn't mean it's your fault." Alec always had comforting words; that Jane knew. It was just that they weren't always accurate. The Volturi weren't just "not prepared for failure". They had gotten their butts kicked by some amateur fighters, and had sulked home in the defeat they had never seen coming. And now, the actual coven was blaming the guard, and until those nimwitted brats in America were dead, it would stay that way.
Jane punched the ground in frustration, leaving a perfect outline of her small fist.
"Until we take control of that coven, nothing is going to change! We need a plan!" She yelled.
Alec bounced back at his sister's scream, and didn't want to mess with her. But he walked forward once again.
"I might have one." He spoke timidly.
A smirk played across his sister's lips as he eagerly verbalized the plan that would get rid of the Cullens once and for all.
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"Aro, I have a proposal." Jane was back in the "throne room" again. She spoke to the elders confidently.
"Erm, you mean we have a proposal." Alec put in. His voice echoed across the walls in an awkward silence. Jane didn't look at him, but he believed she was frowning.
"Whatever." She dismissed the conflict. "Anyway, we have a proposal."
Shadows bounced off walls as Marcus shifted uncomfortably in his seat as Aro and Caius looked at each other knowingly, frowning. The room stayed silent. A cricket chirped.
Finally, Aro spoke, "You may present your proposal."
Jane nodded and took a step forward. "Aro, Marcus, Caius, I know full well we are being threatened by the Olympic coven. So I propose we come up with something extraordinary, to defeat them from the inside out. And I have an idea on how to do this."
Aro looked up at this, interested. This was quite a feat for Jane, after having failed him before; it was nice to know he didn't hate her.
"Exactly how young does a vampire have to be to be considered an immortal child?"
"Ahh…" Aro's eyes glinted with anticipation. This was a new game, and he liked it.
I raced home from my school, hair flying out behind me. Irritated, I stopped and tied it behind me again. After I was satisfied with my hair, I looked around for Connor, my little brother. He was in third grade, I in fifth. We were supposed to walk home together, but I didn't see him. Where was he? My friend Jane walked up to me. "Hello."
"Um, hi. What's up?" I asked her. "Oh yeah, have you seen Connor? He was here, like, five seconds ago."
She smiled slightly. "Your brother is with me. Come quietly or he will die. Promise." My eyes widened. I was terrified, not just for my own but for Connor's sake. I knew I couldn't run, slugs frequently passed me on my way home.
"Wha-" I started.
Jane's eyes flared. "Silently or he dies."
I had no idea how she got Connor. I loved him to death, so I shut up and followed Jane.
She led me through the streets I knew so well, to a dark alley. There, she threw me (with inhuman strength) in a covered, large dog crate. I heard fabric rustling, and then felt like she was carrying me. Terrified, but exhausted, I eventually drifted off to sleep.
A while later, Jane gently shook me awake. I was out of the crate- obviously, it was a disguise- and strapped in to an airplane sheet. "Where-" I began.
"On our private jet, going to Volterra, Italy. My brother is in the back of this jet. His name is Alec. He has your brother. About six other kids are on this plane. Now, the shut-up-or-I-will-kill-Connor rule still applies. So shut your mouth before I shut it for you." Jane snapped. I shut my mouth.
I stared out the window until touchdown.
At touchdown, we met up with two ripped guys- Felix and Demetri. They motioned quickly for us kids to stay quiet and in a line. I looked for Connor and saw him, but Jane gave me a look that basically said "Keep walking". They escorted the eight of us out of the airport and to a cave in the surrounding mountainside. Once there, Jane's terrifying red eyes turned to me. "This may hurt just a little." She said in her sweet voice. I cowered back, terrified. Her teeth tore my shoulder, and I knew no more. The pain was so much, I blacked out.
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When I woke, I was conscious of other presences in the area. My eyes were still shut, I couldn't see. I could hear no sounds of other people breathing. However, I was sure that they were there. I could… feel them. In my mind. I also felt like I was on a different level of consciousness- I could hear differently, smell differently, and feel differently. I concluded that when I opened my eyes, I would see differently too. What just happened?
I decided to open my eyes. I was in a small room, with seven people curled on the floor. Three were sitting on thrones. They were staring at me, and I got the impression that I should probably show some respect.
"Um, hello… sirs?" I said, quietly questioning how much respect I owed them. My voice was beautiful. I opened my eyes wide in shock.
The leader in the center smiled. "Rise, dear child." Warily, I rose to my feet.
"S-s-sir, sorry, but what am I?" I asked him. "And who are you, and who are they?" I gestured around the room. I caught sight of my arm. Enchanted, I brought it closer to my eyes to examine it. It was smooth as glass, white as marble. I turned it over, looking at the smooth valley of my wrist.
I was so entranced that when the man spoke, I was slightly shocked. "I am Aro. These are Caius and Marcus, my brothers-"
"Where's Connor?" I interrupted. "Sorry… Aro."
Aro smiled. "It's quire all right, dear. I promise Connor is well. I will get there, I promise. Let me continue." He paused, and I nodded. "Very well. You are a vampire. Extremely strong, agile, fast, and beautiful. You are immortal. Your only weakness is fire. Now, let me wait for more of you to wake up to explain more. You, my child, can sit with Jane and Alec. Jane, my darling, can you fetch Laurie a mirror?" Aro directed his last question at Jane, who brought us here.
Vaguely, I stared at Aro. A vampire? I was a vampire? But… vampires don't exist!
She smiled angelically. "Yes, master." she said, and raced down the hall. In the blink of an eye she was back, holding an ancient, heavy, expensive-looking hand mirror. I was stunned by my reflection.
I was perfect. My brown and gold hair was thick and lush, in my old style of a short bob with soft curls. My face was symmetrical, with a full set of lips. My cheekbones were still distinct and high. My eyebrows were well-defined and shaped. I gasped when I saw my eyes. They were large and had long lashes, but what caught my attention was the color. Wild and blood red, they scared the daylights out of me.
"Whoa, rush!" A girl shrieked from the floor. She pulled herself up to full height. "Rush, epic rush! Whoa, who are you?" She shrieked at me, giggling. "I'm Anabel, Annie for short." She was smiling and giggling. She was maybe a year older than me, with crazy long blonde curls.
"Dear girl, come and sit with Laurie. Ana, this is Laurie." Aro said.
Two people woke up in about an hour, holding each other tightly. The girl had inch-long, jet-black hair and overly pale skin, paler than mine, even my new vampire skin. She had a slim, sharp nose and slim, sharp facial features. Her eyes were too big for her face, with long, dark lashes. Her eyes were crazy, like mine. The boy she was clutching had short, curly blonde hair. He looked strong and handsome. They were both about 14
"Jay?" The boy asked. "You look different… really pretty."
The girl looked at him. "Me, Ollie? You look different… but I like it! Hey, who the-" she swallowed her next word, "Are you all?"
The boy stood up, easily pulling the girl with him. "Ah! You have awoken. My name is Aro. Jade and Apollo, come and sit by my child Laurie and my dear Anabel." Aro said to the newcomers. I noted that every time he spoke about me, I was his child. Annie was 'dear'. Weird. I sort of remember having different parents, awhile back, but the memories were scarce and foggy, seen through weak eyes and a weak consciousness. I decided not to dwell on it. The only person I was worried about now was Connor, who was still shivering on the floor.
Another few hours later, a girl I noted before for her insanely red hair, suddenly sat up, opening her eyes. She looked, open-eyed, around the room. "Hello. My name is Juliet." The girl said, getting to her feet. She was petite, but probably around thirteen. Every little feature about her made her look like a little fairy, with long, straight red hair.
Aro smiled, that insane glint in his eye that I noticed appeared whenever anyone woke. "Ah! Love, come and sit by your brother and sisters- Laurie, Annie, Apollo, and Jade. I am Aro."
The girl was looking at him intently. Smiling, a truly beautiful sight, she said, "Sure." She sat next to Apollo on this long, wooden bench.
Not but a few minutes later, another girl woke. I barely noticed, as I was watching Connor. She seemed disoriented. Almost as a question, she said, "Hello?" Her eyes grew slightly less focused and she smiled. "Yes! I still have it!" she beamed at Aro. "You're probably tired of hearing this, but who the sam heck are you?" she asked him, drawing a cloak she was wearing tighter over her shoulders. The light in the room glinted off her wavy, solid brown hair. She seemed like a fairly average, though super-beautiful, farm girl, complete with accent.
"Dear one, I am Aro. Why not sit with your siblings- Laurie, Anabel, Apollo, Jade, and Juliet?" Aro asked.
She smiled at him. "My name is Rosie. I didn't know them before, that's why I didn't sit with them." She skipped over and sat beside me. She was about twelve years old.
About an hour later, a very familiar head opened its eyes. "CONNOR!" I shrieked, running over to him. I was disoriented for a minute on how fast I ran. I put his head in my lap.
"Laurie? What happened to your voice? Where am I? What just happened?" Connor asked me. I smoothed his short, brown hair.
"Connor, don't worry. He'll get there. That is Aro. They are Rosie, Anabel, Apollo, Jade, and Juliet (I am so sorry that I have to keep repeating these names.). I pulled him over and sat him on my lap.
The last guy woke up about five minutes after Connor did. He looked at us all contemptuously. "Hello, my son. Sit." Aro told him. We all introduced ourselves.
"Brian. Pleasure." The kid said with a British accent. He was like, nine, and he acted like he was better than us. Whatever. He sat next to Juliet.
Aro smiled at the eight of us. "Hello, my dear children. Welcome to your new lives in Volterra."
Hey, peeps! This is the first chapter of Forever Ten! This chap is, indeed, kind of boring. But, I need everything set up so rockin' awesome fight scenes and exciting stuff can happen. Next chapter is probably more setup, and wayyyy longer. Chapter three is gonna be a bit more interesting… mua ha ha! Anyway…
This chapter has been Beta-ed to you by F8WUZL8 (aka Sun!)
Ciao!