In The Beginning

I looked at myself in the mirror, suddenly noticing at how young I looked though I been around for century's. My deep brown hair was shiny and pin strait down to my shoulders, framing my pale immortal sixteen year old face. My figure was full and my curves were in all the right places. What stood out the most about my appearance were my shock red eyes, surrounded by perfectly thick black eyelashes.

Growing tired of my face for the time being, I walked (more like glided) into the main room in the hotel suite. There was nothing special about its cream walls, red carpet and the two neatly made up beds. The only unusual thing about the room was the figure sitting on the bed closest to the balcony.

My sister looked up at my entrance; her expression was smiling though I could see the underlying hunger in her eyes. If my sister and I were lined up together a human would barely see the difference as we shared almost every physical aspect of our appearance. The only difference was that my sister's hair was wavy, whereas mine was not. Also her faced was more aged than mine, being that she was around twenty years old when we were changed.

"Are you ready?" she asked, eager to go out and get our evening meal.

"Yes, Katherine, but where are we heading?" We couldn't go just anywhere; we had to go somewhere with only a small amount of humans, preferably ones that wouldn't be missed. "It has to be quick, because you know we don't want to be late".

"Yeah yeah, I know and don't call me Katherine. I was thinking we could just go for a couple of homeless people that saw on our way here" I had seen them too and, even though they kind of smelt of toilet, their scent was quite delicious. "After that we can leave, where was it that Jasper and Alice said to go again?"

"Some town called Forks or Spoons, Katie. I know it's defiantly in the Washington Peninsula, though" It sounded like a dreadfully place and when it was first mentioned I thought that they were having a laugh. But, after I googled it, I was disappointed to know it was a real place.

After that small conversation, we decided to start our hunt for dinner. I took the running time I had to reflect on exactly why we were on the journey.

Jasper and Alice didn't seem to of have time to explain everything; only saying that it was a matter of life and death, and that it was the Volturi that they were up against. Although we were hesitant at first, as soon as we realised that the Volturi were involved we made it clear that we going to help. Soon after that, they told us that we had to go to Forks to see the rest of Cullens, although they said that only Edward and his new mate Bella would be there.

Isabella Swan fascinated me. Not only did she fall in love with someone of my kind; she also willingly became a vampire for him. Katie was happy about this, though she didn't take any further interest, saying only that she was disappointed that we could not make it to the wedding though we had the invite. The reason we couldn't make it was because we were visiting the Amazon Coven, and we wouldn't make it up in time.

The one thing I was confused about was how they managed to provoke the Volturi in the first place. Usually Carlisle was perfect at keeping on the Volturi good side and staying out of their way. Though I could see what would catch the Volturi's attention. Carlisle has spent the last century creating a coven (or family) of seven vampires, three of which were gifted, and now with Bella recently changed it was bound to make them worry. It was foolish worry because anyone that's ever met Carlisle will know that he wouldn't purposely try to start a fight. It's Ridiculous that the apparent "leaders" of the vampire world are so power hungry that they would try and take away one of the most well known covens in our world.

I was brought out of my pondering by the delicious scent I had smelt earlier today. Katie gestured in front of us and I saw the group of homeless had found themselves a small alleyway to take shelter for the night. It almost made me feel bad for them, until I remembered how hungry I was and how they smelled. We crept soundlessly toward the circle of about eight or nine, plenty for a quick meal. My hunter senses kicked into gear as a spotted the largest of the group. I gestured to my sister that he was mine and, even though she looked slightly annoyed that I had got him first, she gave in and quickly marked her own prey.

As we lunged forward, the group turned around and the last thing they ever saw two pairs of ruby red eyes coming closer, glinting in an animalistic way and looking positively...

Vampiric