A/N: I tried a Harry Potter Fic. It died miserably. But I'm trying to renervate it! For all of you, this fic is rated M cause I have no idea what's gonna happen. But I can tell you this, I love to write romance as well as mystery. . I have a good idea where the plot is going, but I might slip up some. So if I give you some bad errors in my writing, please, don't laugh at me. TELL ME!! Oh, and btw, even though I think Edward Cullen, ((and the rest of the cullens)), is one sexy mofo, sadly I don't own him. Stephanie Meyer does. But she's grand, so don't hold it against her.;.
The End Of The Plague, The Beginning Of The Prophecy
The rain pelted the group, but it didn't dampen the stares of hatred being passed around.
"It's settled then," a voice growled, as a tall huge man walked up into the center. "I'm not letting us fall because of that."
"You fall?" another voice said, more smooth and alluring then the first. "I believe you already fell the minute the plague hit you."
"Only because the likes of you caused it!" the voice snapped back.
"Stop it!" A voice called out. The most human sounding yet, but still sounded with authority that a human wouldn't have against the immortals…or once were immortals. This was the only female voice so far, and she stepped up into the middle of the group, by the maker of the first voice and pulled down her hood. Her wet blonde hair blew behind her and her green eyes scanned the group, a beautiful mortal.
"We can't have another war. I thought we agreed on that!"
"Indeed we did," said yet another male voice, this time completely human. "We all agreed that the thousands years of war were over."
"That's all we decided!" The grizzly voice said, pulling down his hood. He had long dark hair, and tan skin. "Not that we'd stay in hiding!"
"I'll say I only agree with you on that," the alluring voice said, as he also pulled down his hood. He had pale skin, and ruby red eyes flecked with gold.
"When did you decide that we'd hide?" The girl rounded on the human. "I'm not going to force my people into hiding! Do you know what that would mean? We'd all have to sever ties between you, and then the vampires and werewolves as well!"
"It's a risk worth it. It's time the vampires, werewolves, and the servants all went into hiding. We've suffered too much." The human said disgustedly.
"May I remind you it was you who started it?" The pale god, the vampire, hissed.
"Of course, but it could have ended the minute it started had you not started to hunt us!"
"Stop it!" This time the girls voice was high pitched, obviously annoyed. "It's clear we all made mistakes."
"Mistakes not worth taking back," the werewolf responded in his grizzly voice.
"This is not what we came here for!" the girl responded. Her green eyes were getting dangerously angry. Everyone of them froze, she never raised her voice at him.
"Then what did we come for?" the human asked, carefully.
"I have to say I agree with warm blood over there. I forget what we were here for in the first place," the vampire said this looking at the mortal girl.
"You can't force the servants into hiding," was all she said. "You just can't. Our whole lives are centered on keeping the peace between you three!"
"Look how far that got you," the human growled. This got the girl angry, she finally lashed out.
"Well it's not my fault that Aro had to go and mess it up!" She said, high pitched and angry.
"What did you say girl?" Aro asked, his voice bordering between angry, and murderous.
"SILENCE!" The Godly voice called over all four of them, and they instantly dropped to the ground, bowing in the full gust of the storm.
"Miss, stand up." The girl obeyed the command and stood up, pulling out her pendant of a cross as she did so.
"Yes my Lord?" she asked softly.
"They are right. You have failed."
"I know my Lord," She said sadly.
"You are going to get your side of the bargain."
"Yes my Lord. I'm more than willing to give up my immortal soul."
"Not your soul. You ability to remember."
"My Lord, what do you mean?"
"You'll figure out in one of your next lives. When the one who has the power you seek, is changed. When the four with the past connections come to see you. When you meet the eight who are like the past souls. Then, you'll find the key to having a time like that thousands of years ago. You'll find your key to remember."
The girl swallowed. Then with a flash of light the storm let up.
"I guess that's what we're doing," she whispered.
"We still need to know what are plans for the moment are," the human said, "I'm not letting you hide from me;I'm not letting you sneak." He didn't hide his stare of the vampire as he said this.
"I'm going back to Italy," the vampire said simply.
"I'm thinking of back home. The America's." The werewolf responded.
The human shrugged, "Back to England. And what of you?" All eyes landed on the girl, the one who wasn't human, but not immortal.
"I have no idea," she said softly, "But then again, I was only the one to be called on."
"You'll have to end the teachings to public," the human said.
"Yes. I understand. But inside the families, it'll never end. We'll still be there, if any of you need it."
"We'll keep that in mind," the vampire said.
"It's time." This time the werewolf's voice wasn't harsh, as much as saddened. It was felt all around. After hundreds, thousands of years, an empire started by friendship and trust, was being ended.
"May the blessing of the Lord be with all of you," the human told them all before disappearing.
The vampire didn't say anything, but bow before he ran off, pulling his hood up as he went.
"Do you really not know what you're going to do?" The werewolf asked the girl.
"No. My heart knows. It's whether my mind does."
"I see. Are you sure you're staying here?" The girl nodded.
"It's been such a pleasure knowing you. You know that right?"
"I do now." The werewolf responded. The girl nodded, not hiding the tears.
"Don't cry love. You heard as well as I, it's not forever, just until the prophecy comes true." The werewolf said this as he walked to the girl. She reached out with a pale hand, her skin glinting with rain drops, and laced her fingers with the much bigger hand of the werewolf next to her.
"Until then I guess," he whispered. The girl nodded squeezing his hand. The werewolf sighed, knowing that he wasn't getting a second chance with this girl. He pecked her forehead lightly, his only good bye. Before he ran off, the last the girl saw of him was when the robe tore to shreds as his form changed into that of a big black wolf.
"Until then," she whispered as she slipped the ring from her finger. She slipped it onto a chain around her neck before starting to walk the other way.
A/N: you know you're a sucker when you cry as you write something. This was so sad to write. I got the inspiration from We're So Far Away. A song by Mae.