The Legend of the Ancient Three
BeForeverYoung
Chapter 1
Thousands Of Years Ago:
"Taka you must kill them as soon as they are born!" roared her husband as he towered over her seething in anger.
My eyes narrowed instantly at him, "They are our children Zane," she whispered harshly as her hands unconsciously moved to her bulging belly encircling it.
"Those are not my children," spat the Zane his eyes glaring at his wife's. "You were raped by the gods Taka! Those are not children they are demons! The wise woman has predicted they will bring nothing but blood and war!"
"These children are a gift from the gods themselves Zane!" she defended. "You will enrage them by killing their heirs!"
A loud growl filtered from Zane's throat as he glared at his wife before turning to the window staring out it into the darkness. As he stared out the window for many minutes she watched as his shoulders began to tense as time passed.
"Zane…" she whispered pleadingly taking a step towards him to comfort him.
"They cannot live Taka," fiercely whispered Zane as he turned around to show the gleaming knife in his hand. "The tribe has spoken. They have to be killed."
"Zane no…" she cried instantly backing up at the sight of the knife her hands finding their way back around her stomach protecting it as best as she can.
"I am sorry Taka," whispered Zane pain evident in his voice, "I don't have a choice." And with a quick one quick motion he sliced her stomach open.
Taka's scream of pain echoed throughout the village.
"They have to die…they have to die," mumbled Zane as he reached inside his wife's wound totally ignoring her cries and please as he began to pull the demons from her womb. By the third baby his wife's pleas and cries of pain ceased only to be replaced the screams of the three babies now currently squirming around the floor.
Zane's eyes lingered for a couple seconds on his now dead wife lying in a pool of her own blood before turning to the babies.
Two males and a female infant lay squirming on the ground in their mother's blood.
"Have to die…have to die," mumbled Zane stepping forward towards the babies as kneeled down to them raising the knife at the same time. "Forgive me…" he whispered as he brought the knife down.
Instantly a bright blinding light erupted from the infants instantly blinding the Zane and actually throwing him across the room to crashing into the wall knocking him out instantly.
Legend has it that these three children were the first of their kind. They were meant to be gods. Rulers of the world. Protectors of mankind. But as the small tribe betrayed not only Taka but also the gods by trying to kill the infants it sent the gods into such rage that they enacted revenge on the humans by creating the complete opposite of what they had originally intended.
Legend has it that when Zane woke up that night he was greeted by the most terrifying sight. Three adults stood in the middle of his hut standing in the pool of his wife blood.
His eyes flew to the first man. He was handsome. The man's medium build with brilliant golden eyes long bleach blond hair slicked back was truly a sight to see. But his skin, his perfect flawless pale skin is what really made the man certainly glow.
"Hello father," said the man quietly in almost a gentle voice. "I am Carlisle," he said holding his hand out in a peace offering with the man who just tried to kill him.
"I am not your father demon!" spat Zane eyeing his hand up with disdain.
Carlisle retracted his hand in a lighting quick speed that made Zane jump back in surprise.
"What are you!" spat Zane.
"Carlisle do not try and make peace with this mere human," growled the older looking man, his voice cold and hard. This man was the complete opposite of his counterpart. Except for the pearly white skin there was nothing in that resembled Carlisle. This man was tall, skinny and had black hair. His bright red eyes gleamed menacingly as he eyed up his father with disdain.
"Aro he is our father," whispered Carlisle pain evident in his voice.
"This man stopped being our father the exact moment he betrayed our mother and tired to kill us Carlisle!" roared Aro as he flashed forward in lighting quick speed and pinned Zane by the neck up against the wall. "His blood does sing to me though," hissed Aro as he licked Zane's neck before opening his fangs ready to strike.
"Aro stop!" said a calm but firm voice.
Both Aro and Zane both turned to the voice to find themselves staring at young girl. She looked no older than 19. Her long brown hair cascaded down her back in soft curls. Her brilliant blue eyes shined with power. She was the most beautiful woman in the world most likely.
"Why dearest sister," snarled Aro, "this man deserves death."
"Whether he deserves it or not you will not bite that man Aro," spoke the woman in a commanding tone.
"Why you little…" started Aro.
"You better not finish that sentence Aro," interrupted the woman her voice instantly going from calm to commanding. "You bite that man you will not live to taste another drop of blood from anyone else so help me Aro, I will kill you and you know I can."
Aro snarled at the woman before releasing Zane from his grasp and walking over to stand next to his siblings.
Zane jumped to his feet his knife in hand as he stared at the demons with wide eyes.
The woman stepped forward shielding her brothers.
"I have saved your life today Zane," said the woman flicking her wrist at the man making the knife shoot out of the man's hand to embed itself into the wall across the room with a cracking thud.
Zane eyes shot towards the knife and then back to the woman. He was practically shaking with fear as he saw the woman smirking at him.
"Not because I care for you or because you deserve to live," she paused to stare down at her dead mother then back up to him, "because you certainly don't but…" within a flash she was behind Zane her hand around his neck holding him in place her lips up against his ear.
"I saved you because I want you to remember us," she purred seductively in his ear. "I want you to remember this fear, I want you to remember how close you were to death." She paused to lower her nose to the Zane's neck as she took in a deep breath a deep moan rumbling from her throat at the smell of his blood. "You were correct Aro he certainly does smell delicious," she cooed smirking at her brother.
Bringing her face back up to the Zane's ear she spoke, "I saved you tonight Zane because I want you to be my messenger," her voice turning back to that deadly tone. "I want you to tell the world that tonight is last night human's will rule. Tonight you are no longer on the top of the food chain. Because of your betrayal and your tribes foolishness you have created monsters far worse than anything the world has ever seen. Starting tonight the human race ceases to be on top. Because starting tonight Vampires rule."
With that she released her hold and before Zane could even blink they siblings were walking out the door following their sister.
"Who are you," Zane whispered softly staring at the woman as she walked out the door.
The woman obviously heard him because she paused at the door to look at him.
"Some will call me a god, some will call me a demon, monster and even angel but you will know me as Isabella Swan Volturi, you worst nightmare" she smirked before disappearing into the night with her brother.
Legend has it that the three siblings traveled the world for thousand years before Carlisle fell in love with a human woman named Esme and wanted to leave his siblings to be with her. Aro was furious that Carlisle would betray his family for a mere human and one night he tried to kill Esme. But before he could drain her dry Carlisle interrupted and a battle ensued between the two brothers. They have never not killed a person when biting them so when Esme started to thrash and scream the fight ended as the two brothers watched the young woman thrash and scream in pain as the venom spread through her body. Esme changed into a vampire that night. Carlisle was furious and swore off his brother and ran begging his sister Isabella to join him. Isabella refused to choose between her brothers and that night the three siblings went their separate ways.
Aro turned more people and started a vampire government called the Volturi. Carlisle kept his promise and fled with his wife Esme swearing to never hurt a human ever again. And as far as Isabella, no one knows where she went. Some say she died, some say she is gathering an army to over throw her brother Aro and others say she followed in her brothers Carlisle footsteps and lived peacefully with the humans.
The Legend of the Ancient Three has been a constant story told throughout the vampire world. Many believed it, most dismissed it and others just simply chose it ignore it, after all it was just a legend.
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