A/N Hey! this story used to be called Forbidden Love. I didn't like the title very much and changed it to Chasing Pavements which fits much better. I've almost entirely rewritten chapter one (with tons of help from my beta. thanks!) and split it up in to a prolouge and a chapter. Chapter one will be up later this week or early next week.
Disclaimer: Last time I checked, I'm not Stephenie Meyer, so no I don't own Twilight.
The Volturi private jet took off from Port Angeles just hours after it had arrived there. Everyone on the plane was quite and subdued, no one wanting to discuss the humiliating defeat.
Aro sat stoically in his seat, his pale, stone face betraying no emotion. Underneath the façade, Aro was fuming. It was the first time the Volturi had been defeated in millenniums.
But this battle isn't over, he thought to himself. He mulled over all of the thoughts he had received from the Cullen's, searching for any weakness that he could use to his advantage. Near the end of the plane ride, Aro had settled on one conclusion. The baby, Renesmee, was the glue that bound them together. Any threat against her safety would send the Cullen's groveling at his feet, begging for forgiveness, eager for eternal servitude.
Because Aro could not be satisfied with merely defeating the Cullen's, he desired the talented ones, with their formidable powers, to be part of his guard. He knew changing their loyalties would be difficult, but with the help of Chelsea, and just the right threats, he would quickly have the power he desired.
In his mind, the Cullen's talents would bring the Volturi guard to perfection. With Alice and Edward to tell every strategy of the enemy before it happened, and with Bella to shield the Volturi from any mental attacks, they would have a perfect defensive system. With Jasper's control over emotions, combined with Chelsea's abilities to break or strengthen relationships, the Volturi would never be threatened again.
The plane roughly landed, shaking Aro from his thoughts and bringing him back down to earth. Everyone quickly exited the plane and filed into the inconspicuous, yet extremely expensive and comfortable cars that were waiting to take the Volturi guard back to their fortress.
As soon as they arrived in Volterra, Aro called Dylan, a young vampire with a very useful gift, to the throne room.
Dylan arrived looking very scared and meek. He was clearly intimidated by the old, powerful vampire.
"You called for me sir?" he stuttered quietly.
"Yes," Aro replied. "I have a mission of sorts for you. I need you to spy on the Cullen's for me. I want to know their every move and every word of every conversation. This will be easy for you, yes?"
Dylan nodded timidly. His power, the power to be undetectable to anyone, literally invisible with no scent or sounds to give him away, was the main reason Aro had chosen him. Even as a human, Dylan had an uncanny ability to blend in with his surroundings and move almost soundlessly.
"Good, I am expecting daily reports on their activities." Aro said sharply. "Now go. Your plane is leaving shortly. You'll be there for a while, so bring everything you'll need. You are dismissed."
"Yes, sir. Thank you, sir." He bowed deeply, agreeing immediately to his master's request. Then all but ran out of the throne room, eager to get away from Aro's intimidating presence.
Aro leant back and smiled, enjoying the complete obedience of his guard members. He settled into his throne, pleased at his success. For now, all he could do was wait.
Time passed, almost unnoticeably to Aro. It had been a year since he had sent Dylan on his mission, but it didn't feel like more than a few weeks to Aro. To him, time was irrelevant.
It was on this day that Aro received a slightly troubling report from Dylan, who had become an important advisor to Aro. It said,
". . . The baby, now a full grown child about nine years in appearance, has been developing at an alarming pace. Her speed and strength have nearly doubled and continue to increase. By the time she stops growing, she will be almost as strong a full vampire. And her gift has also increased in power, it is hard to describe. She used to be able to give memories only through direct touch and only memories exactly as she saw them. Now, she is transmitting them over small distances and can modify memories, making them different from what she saw, like she is sending thoughts to other people. The half vampire is very powerful, more powerful than most vampires and she is not even fully developed yet. I would recommend researching the half vampires; they could be useful to the Volturi . . ."
The recommendation sparked Aro's interest. The child of two very talented parents was equally, if not more, powerful than both of them.
This report confirmed everything Aro needed to know. He grinned maniacally as he reviewed his plan in his mind. Tonight would be the night. He would secure his absolute power.
Gianna was in her chambers, readying herself for bed. She pulled a hair brush through her long, auburn curls just as the door clicked opened.
"Gianna, Aro called for you. He's in his bedroom," her assistant told her, her voice full of implied meaning.
Gianna was immediately filled with terror. No human that went in there ever came back alive. She shakily stood up from her desk and walked down the winding passage ways of the Volturi castle.
The door creaked open and Gianna meekly entered the room.
"Master, you called for me?" Gianna's timid voice came from the other side of the dimly lit bedroom.
"Yes," Aro purred from the bed, lounging across the pillows. The flickering lights of the candles reflected off his bare, sculpted chest. "Come to me, my love."
Hesitantly, Gianna walked to his bedside and sat on the edge. Being in such close proximity to him obviously made her nervous. Aro pulled himself into a sitting position.
"Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?" he breathed into her ear, gently toying with her long, auburn curls.
She couldn't speak, too overcome by his icy touch. Slowly, Aro began to remove her garments, button by button, until her small body was entirely exposed. Instinctively, she covered her rosy breasts with her arms.
"Do not be afraid, Gianna," Aro murmured, gently untangling her arms. He rested his head between the hollow of her breasts, her accelerated heart rate pounding in his ear. His hands skimmed the contours of her body, finally resting on her lips. Hesitantly, he leaned into kiss her.
"Master," Gianna stuttered. She was very frightened, despite Aro's words. She knew that all women Aro took for his pleasure inevitably ended up dead.
"Gianna, I want to try something with you I have never attempted before, but you must be strong." He pulled her closer so his forehead rested on hers. "I want you to bear my child."
Gianna struggled to keep her composure. Her vibrant green eyes widened and her breath caught in her throat.
"You have proved yourself faithful and loyal since you have come to join us. This will be the final task I will require of you, and as a reward, you will be granted your desire. You will make a very fine addition to my guard," he purred, running his lips across the length of her collarbone.
She couldn't breathe for a moment. It was all she had ever wanted. After escaping from her abusive husband and finding refuge in the domain of these strange, beautiful vampires, and forever binding herself to them, she had wanted nothing more than to become one of them. If she was immortal and indestructible, no one would be able to harm her again. She shuddered at the memories of her husband but quickly gathered herself.
"As you wish, Master," she complied, pulling her naked body against his bare chest. She allowed her fingers to tangle in his long black hair as she leaned in to kiss him deeply.
"Yes," Aro hissed against her lips, pulling her under with him.
He would win.
Soon afterwards, Aro's daughter was born. Gianna was granted immortality as a reward and proved very useful to guard. She became the first of the Le Madri, the mothers of half vampires who were later changed.
Aro's daughter, Aria, was, as Aro had predicted, extremely talented. She was incredibly persuasive. On humans, the level of persuasiveness she could exert bordered on mind control. Vampires however, were much more resistant but still very susceptible if caught unaware.
Aro's experiments with vampire breeding did not stop with his own daughter. He had also found that the children of half vampire females and vampire males were even more powerful. Soon, there were so many Le Madri, half vampires, and three-quarter vampires that the Volturi had to build another lodging nearby to provide a home for all of them. Even then, only the ones with extraordinarily special and powerful gifts were allowed to live.
Every day, the Volturi grew in size and power, with Aro sitting back, waiting patiently for the perfect opportunity to strike against the Cullen's and finally get his revenge.
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