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Twilight
Alice/Bella
United at War
Prologue
A chilled breeze wove its' way through the clustered trees, rustling the few wilted leaves that still clung weakly to rough bark branches. The intruding wind bringing with it the subtle hint of suffocating smoke and pungent gasoline. A normal human would not have been able to detect these scents on one small breeze, but the lone man wondering through the woods at two in the morning was no ordinary being. Lifting his head and breathing deeply as his long midnight locks cascaded down to the bottoms of his shoulder blades, Aro Volturi sniffed the air with a curious frown puckering the bridge of pale skin between his dark eye brows.
A fire with the smell of gasoline and… blood. There must have been another accident on that wicked curve. Turning to the right, the middle aged looking man followed the combination of smells that had interrupted his traditional nightly stroll through the forest surrounding his home. Aro felt a type of instinctual force pulling him to the accident sight of this latest victim, one of many lives that had been forfeit to a that nasty bend humans found too difficult to navigate.
The road side was twelve miles away and higher into the Italian mountains, but with Aro's inhuman qualities he was able to cover the distance in a manner of seconds. Stepping out of the safety of the tree line, he walked to the blazing flames crawling along the over turned frame of the four door vehicle. Bending down to peek into the drivers' window, his eyes took in the site of the bloodied burning remains of a young dark haired man and a light haired women.
Shrugging his shoulders, believing his curiosity sufficiently satisfied, Aro moved to stand up only to have his gaze ensnared by rich chocolate brown orbs staring right back into his own crimson eyes. A child, some how the couples child survived this mess. Looking the small creature over, Aro moved closer to the back of the burning wreckage. It's a female, no more than a year old… probably younger than that even. The man reached into the car and easily removed the entire child's safety contraption from the back seat. Placing the car seat down in front of him, his eyes once again met with those of the child's. She's not frightened of me, most adults keep their distance, and yet this infant holds my gaze with no fear at all.
Keeping his movements at a human pace so as not to scare the small child. Aro reached out his hand only to let out a surprised laugh when the little girl quickly closed the distance between them. The child grasped his cold finger tips into her own small warm hands. Frowning once more, Aro tilted his head to the side and closed his eyes in a moment of focused concentration. Opening them once more to see the tiny cherubic face smiling up at him, Aro's frown deepened as his thoughts raced. Nothing. I'm touching her skin and I'm seeing nothing, not even a flicker of a memory or thought. How can this be, that an infant human child can do what no vampire has ever done?
Removing the straps that restrained the little girl, Aro scooped the child into his cold embrace and began the trek back through the woods to his home. Looking down at the head of chestnut curls tucked into his chest, the dark haired man spoke softly to himself. "What is it that I should say to the others? How am I going to explain your presence to them little one? What should I tell them compelled me to save you from that accident, when I have no answer to it myself." Leaning down Aro sniffed the child's head, drinking in her unique and appealing natural fragrance. "You smell divine little one, but oddly I only feel the need to protect you… So many curious questions surrounding such a tiny fragile thing."
Aro was once again caught by surprise when the little human lifted her hand and pressed it against his cold cheek with a bright eyed smile. Laughing out loud at the obvious happiness in the child's brown gaze before getting distracted by a flash of silver on the little girl's wrist. Gently taking hold of the chubby appendage, Aro's keen eye sight looked at the tiny bracelet engraved with a single name. "So little Isabella, a lovely name, do you have any answers for me?" He asked softly, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth when she happily pat his cheek. "Alright let's go home then little one."
Tucking the child in close to his chest once more, Aro ran at his full speed back through the forest. His deep laughter joining in with the little girl's delighted squeals as he races home. She'll be mine, to hell with the others if they object… she'll be mine, my daughter, my little Isabella.