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Chapter 1: Found

My parents had given me up. I was the child they didn't want; the bump in the road they didn't need.

This is why I am so thankful for Aro and the rest of his family. They took me in during my ultimate time of need and gave me something I never had: A family that loves me.

Caius trained me with a stern and kind touch, single handedly turning me into a fierce assassin. Marcus taught me the ways of the world. He showed me the arts: literature, sciences, maths, even the more mystical arts of alchemy and magic. He unlocked my true power; my gift.

And Aro, dear Aro; he brought me up like a royal. The Volturi is royalty. He taught me how to behave in a court of splendor. I negotiate with many people and understand the workings of society. In his eyes, I am his princess.

Today, I walked with my adopted sister, Gwyn, to the throne room. We were getting our first assignment as members of the security sector. Aro had said we were going to the pacific coast of the US.

"Are you excited, Ren?" Gwyn twittered happily. She was my age, 19, and pixie-like with bob-cut white hair and cheerful maroon eyes. While I was the strong, sexy sister, weathered by many a battle, Gwyn always managed to make me smile and forget. Maybe that was her gift. She made me feel like a kid; she was happy and fun and fantastical!

"Yea, super excited, Gwyn!" I smiled, hiding my inner demon well.

My ex-family lived in the US.

"I'm ecstatic, Ren!" Gwyn squealed. "Maybe Aro will let us have a shopping spree in Los Angeles! Oooh, or maybe New York City!"

"That would be really fun. I mean this is our first trip across the pond."I said, unconvincingly. Gwyn immediately picked up on it.

"That was lackluster, even for you, Ren." She declared, "what gives?" we started walking faster as we were almost late.

"I just have some scores to settle over there," I replied, not totally lying. "scores that I'd rather not have crop up again." Gwyn stared at me, but didn't ask anymore. She understood my limits better than anyone.

"Ladies, good to see you!" Aro announced, kissing us both on the cheek. My mate, Alec joined me and grasped my hand. Gwyn's mate, a tall Greek named Rhodes, clasped her shoulders. Alec's younger sister, Jane, was already.

"Are you ready for the trip?" we all nodded. Aro smiled gleefully, "Splendid, let's get going! Wouldn't want to miss our plane, now would we?" I loved Aro; even after seeing the world change for over 2000 years, he was still so full of life and found interest in everything. Nothing ceased to amaze him.

On the private jet the Volturi owned, Gwyn and I changed into our normal garb for these missions. Gwyn pulled on a jeans skirt, brown canvas jacket and a simple black tee. I opted for skinny jeans, a light grey striped shirt, and dark brown lace-up boots. We would don our customary cloaks when we were closer to our destination.

After a fuel stop in Washington D.C. We continued to the Seattle private airport. From there, we took a private car to a small city called Port Angeles.

Then we ran.

I didn't know where Aro was leading us, but it felt good to have another job. What can I say; only snapping necks and torching things gets old after the first 35 years.

"We're here friends." Aro breathed. We were on a small bluff looking in on a large, modern looking house."I imagine we will not be too welcome, but negotiations never hurt."

Then came a rush of beings through the trees, surrounding us. Aro was totally at ease, which meant that he had expected this to happen. It still put the rest of us on edge as we moved to shield our elders.

"Aro, pleasant of you to drop in again." said a professional looking man with blonde hair and a warm expression. Looking around at the rest of the people, I could tell instantly that they were all vampires; Vegetarians, too.

Pathetic.

"Good to see you to Carlisle." Aro shook the man's hand and smiled. "I trust you and Esme are keeping well?"

"Well enough, Aro." Carlisle replied, in a sad tone. Like he lost something in an airport.

"Where is our daughter, you monster?" came a cry from the group. A woman with long chocolate hair was being restrained by a man with bronze hair.

"Isabella, Edward; how are you two these days?" Marcus offered, kindly.

Isabella and Edward? I was sure I'd heard the names before... The man with the bronze hair looked up sadly at the Volturi.

"We know you took her, Aro. Where is our, Renesme?" he pleaded, almost teary. Isabella was crying into his shoulder as he looked on.

They were an image of total deprivation.

But, wait... Renesme? But, that was my name before a coming of age ceremony where I had changed it to Raven; every guard member called me Ren though. Could the sorrowful couple really be them?

I prayed they weren't.

But Aro had already planned this.

"Raven, dear, could you come here?" Caius held out a hand. Nodding, I walked briskly over to where he was.

"Lower your hood, please." I did so, shaking my long curls free. The audience before us gasped.

"Renesme, is that you?" Edward ran up to me, standing a foot or two away.

"If by that you mean, am I the daughter you abandoned all those years ago, then yes. I'm Raven Volturi, formerly Renesme." I declared defiantly.

"What have you done to her?" Edward growled towards Aro. Acting in a burst of instincts, I launched myself at my father, knocking him to the ground

"Don't touch them." I demanded I'm a low hiss.

"Renesme, would you get up off your father?" Carlisle intervened. "There are some things I think that need to be set straight." I looked hesitantly to Aro, who nodded. Cautiously, I stood and took Carlisle's hand. He led the rest of us into the home.

"Oh, lovely!" Aro grinned. "Is Esme making tea?"

Author Note: Hope you enjoyed! This is a strange twist on your regular Renesme fanfiction, but I like different. And different can also mean unhappy or un-perfect endings; I've been toying with an idea, so this is an early heads up! I also like the idea of Aro acting like Johnny Depp as the Mad-Hatter (Alice in WOnderland-2010). Rate and Review!

Carie Lea

p.s. For an explanation of the "name changing" ceremony; I'd pop over and take a look at Half Breed by LittleAlice2. Fair warning for you purists: this is in the Renesme/Nahuel fan-section and "In Progress". Just helping you narrow it down. I actually really like the concept, so I'm not intending to steal it. I swear!