Hey Everyone! This is my first fic in a really long time and I really hope that you like it. I'm in college right now so I'm not really sure when I am going to have a chance to update, but I'm hoping to update every two weeks. I'm not sure how good this is, but I tried to make it as interesting and correctly written to my ability. Enjoy!

I can't really tell you when I was sent to live in Rome or even if I was born within the city walls. My life has been dedicated to serve the Cullen family and I have not really known any other way of living.

The stories that have been told to me about my origins, I cannot really say if they are true. The slaves that live within the household have said that my mother and father were both from the far off territory of Gaul.

It all started with the campaigns of Julius Caesar, as he invaded my homeland to expand the Roman Republic. My father and mother lived in a small village that for many years was undisturbed by warfare; until the last years of the campaign. My mother was expecting me when the Romans invaded our village. All I really know of my father was that he was a proud man who would not be subservient to Roman rule, this pride lead to his suicide at the end of his own sword. I cannot really say that I'm proud of my father for his decision to leave this world for the next, but I cannot say that I would not have done the same after living the life of a slave.

Most of the members of my village were taken captive, including my mother, and were to be sold into slavery. After many months of hard travel and hardship, my brethren arrived in Rome. Around this time my mother gave birth to me and named me Isabella. The people who held us captive wished to dispose of me but my mother would not allow this. Before any harm could come to us we were put up for market to see if anyone would take us off the slave holders hands, before we murdered and disposed of.

Once upon the block, no one called our name in till one woman stepped forward for us. She was the wife of Carlisle Cullen, a very powerful business and politician inside of Rome, Esme. I think it was a moment of pity that leads her to purchasing us, but I will never be quite sure. All I know is my whole started at that point; my mother and I became slaves to the House of Cullen.

While I was a baby, who could not do much of anything, my mother worked as a domestic slave within the household. She helped cleaning, cooking, and other daily tasks that were assigned to her. Compared to the fate of the other slaves that were captured in Gaul, we made out quite well. As slaves of a wealthy family and one that is not cruel to their slaves, we lived just as the poor inside the city did.

As I grew older I began to play with the children of the household Emmett, Alice, and Edward. I think the main reason that Esme purchased my mother and I was to have companionship for her daughter to play with and later to become her personal slave. The three of us would always play together, even after the age of seven when all of them would go to school and I would be left to complete my duties within the household. Alice was the same age as I am, 18, while Edward is two years older and Emmett one more than that. I was happy with the arrangement in till everything changed when I turned the age of 10.

In the year that I turned 10 the greatest tragedy to ever occur to me happen, my mother died. Illness took her fast and her time was short after contracting her illness. After her death my life was never the same. The slaves within the household took care of me but my relationship with the Cullen's changed beyond repair.

Alice started to treat me as her slave, rather than her equal as she did when we were small children. Her cruelty level raised and I can honestly say she has become a very unpleasant person. Emmett and Edward both were sent away for military training in the hope that they would become powerful leaders within Rome one day. Emmett treated me the same, but we were never the closest in our group, while Edward ignored me completely.

I can say that this development devastated me the most because I had always had a small crush on Edward Cullen. His cold indifference hurt me more then I can say and I shed many tears for a boy who never really loved me.

After 8 years Edward has still not returned to Rome. He has been fighting beside Octavian and Agrippa for many years to help Octavian take control over Rome from Marc Anthony and his evil witch Cleopatra. Emmett returned only after a few years of military training, learning that fighting was not what he wanted to do with his life but found a calling in the field of building; he wishes to build many great monuments inside the city.

My life inside the Cullen household is not something I can complain about. It is better than most slaves that live inside the walls of Rome. I have not been afraid of my masters, in till now. The Cullen's have received word that Octavian has defeated Marc Anthony and Cleopatra and Edward is to return home to Rome in a few days time. I have never been more scared of anything in my life.

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