Queen

Hello, this is my new Twilight Fan fiction, and my second. This is a bit of an experiment, really so just please tell me what you think.

DISCLAIMER: As much as I want to, no, I don't own Twilight or any characters, etc.

Chapter 1

New Dawn

BPOV

200 years had past since my turning, and 201 today since Edward had left. My heart had healed after Victoria had snatched my life from me and I had made new friends. Victoria had turned me into Aro when my gift had appeared, it was strange because it had changed a lot. Even now I couldn't be at all sure, mostly it just echoed my mood, as in it was good when I was happy and it was bad when I was unhappy. I had never truly learned to deal with it but I had learnt to accept it when I had defeated Aro, Jane and Demetri. Huh, idiotic, overconfident vampires.

I should explain, after Aro, Jane and Demetri found out my gift, they had welcomed me with open arms as long as I obeyed every single order they gave me. At first I was terrified when Aro showed interest in something else, but I soon wizened and saw how to use this to my advantage. So, one night, about a year ago, I had gone to Aro and accepted his "offer" as he called it. About half an hour later, Aro, Jane and Demetri were dead and burning in their so called Castle. Then came the year which I most regretted, even if I could not be with my Edward, I had vowed when the lost vampires had come to me for guidance, that I would do him proud. And since I had destroyed the former vampiric monarchy, I became it. As I was quite young for a vampire, others thought they might take the crown themselves, but my gift killed them instantly when I found out their motive.

After months of finding vampires, telling them the new rules of pure "vegetarian" vampirism across the world and destroying those who refused, along with a few other vampires who I knew were going to cause trouble, I did not need to be a psychic to tell that. Besides as my gift changes, sometimes when I was with them I COULD tell what they were planning, what they were thinking. It was slightly scary, but this power was mine, and once I had learned to control my emotions, I could do anything, anything at all.

Among my travels I had met a few trustworthy vampires that I counted as friends. First there was Eleanor, an unending source of wisdom, and my chief advisor now that my throne has been established. She was thousands of years old, and she refused to talk much but had mentioned that she was from the Ancient world. The only thing that had stopped the former Volturi from forcing her to join them, was her incredibly mental powers. Over the years she had developed many abilities, all split off from her original power. She refused to use them, she didn't see the need now that all the "unclean" as she called them, vampires had been eradicated. Eleanor had helped me take the throne, she was tired of the Volturi and their "savage" ways, and Aro pestering her. First he had asked her to join them, but it had turned into asking her to marry him after about 50 years, so I had learned. She was thousands of years old when he was changed, but vampires didn't care about that. Her attitude to the news that I had killed and taken over the Volturi had been slightly alarming at first, then she had explained all of this and she became the first member, besides myself, of the new Vampiric Monarchy. Really, I wanted something which gave my new "subjects" a bit more freedom. But she assured me that with such an incredible power they would not object to my desires.

The second was Alicia, she reminded me a lot of Alice, minus the obsession with make-overs, sleep-overs, and shopping. But her power was similar, and so was her personality, she didn't look like Alice, which might be because she was about 40 when she was turned. She had been in love with a vampire male, just like me, but when she couldn't find him she went mad and they plopped her in a loony bin, when he had returned he had killed everyone inside except her. He got her out in about a second then, when he saw her properly, he turned her in the hopes that she would be alright as a vampire. She was indeed, and as of yet they are a happy couple, he isn't a permanent member like her, but he stays with her almost all the time and is a Lord in the Volturi house. Alicia was very fun, and very "don't be silly, Bella" kind of girl, just like Alice had been. But she was a lot more sensible, and willing to listen to me. I loved her dearly for that, she was my first actual vampiric sister, Eleanor was more like a grandmother to me.

The third member to my family was Daniel, a 22nd century boy. Yes boy, he was only about 13 when he had been turned. Now, he was the cutest little boy ever, I had no doubt. While Eleanor had soft, grey hair in a flowing ponytail, and inviting green eyes, filled with mystic enchantment, (another little mystery about Eleanor, her eyes are never topaz like other vampires or red) and Alicia had ginger hair fit only for school-girl scrunchies, dear Daniel had luscious, black hair, and had had these dazzling blue eyes, I knew because I was the one who had killed the human-drinker when I saw it drinking from poor Daniel, just 13 years old.

He was a lot like Emmett, and Rosalie put together. As a turned child he would normally be at a great disadvantage, but he was even better looking than a normal vampire and, worse yet, he flirted…a lot. He had taken an interest in me when he had first joined, and still held it just not as openly. I had to admit, I never thought a high voice on a boy would be cute, but it sure sounded great when you put it together with his boyish looks. Sometimes, when I was really lonely, I wanted to let him love me, but I knew that I had to stay true, I had a mission and a little boy with an adorable pout was not going to help.

The fourth and last friend/member Islia, a medieval girl who's power was to control plants. In her early vampire years she had told me she would walk over her father's fields, she had gone back when she could control her first, and had said that she was abroad with her brother, who died about 2 months after she returned. We weren't fast enough to save him. Anyway, she would walk over her father's fields at night and let out all her anger, her father, as you could guess, used her newfound beauty, elegance and grace to attract suitors whose fathers would pay more, and the best thing was that this anger made her fathers crops grow rapidly. As in one night it would be a mere seed and the next a great plant would be blooming. It worked on flowers too, in fact the new house we had bought for the sake of trying to blend in, had a perfectly grown, and matching flowers. She also grows fruit and vegetables in the garden when she had found out they grew when she was happy as well, why, I don't know, its not like we eat. Islia herself had run away when the plague had hit her own. It couldn't affect her, but she couldn't bear seeing everyone die, she didn't trust herself to save them. She had technically been 14 when she had been turned, but she looked younger than Daniel. Who she was, by the way, dating as an on and off thing. They did look good together, even if she knew he liked me, she didn't mind. That's why I love her so much, in everything she was completely free and willing. I didn't think jealousy existed in her vocabulary, but she does still get angry, Very angry. In fact, if anyone tries to say anything that could be constituted as an insult to me, she is Miss. Growl. She is a beautiful blonde girl, but she doesn't care about her beauty, in fact she wears the most casual clothing available and her hair always goes into a tight ponytail, although she does enjoy wearing clothes from her own time when she's alone, or just before she "has fun" with Daniel.

The rest of our family are our advisors, their advisors, Dukes, Lords, some ladies, sirs and ma'ams who had given us their oath of loyalty. We also looked after a few newborns who showed promise in their will. Those who readily obeyed our laws and kept to animal blood, and didn't cause much trouble, were accepted as brothers and sisters in our family. We didn't need guards, we thought of that as a sign that we would be like the Volturi, and we cringed at anything that would say we were like them. We were perfectly able to look after ourselves, so we did. And we had introduced "Human Relations". The act in which a vampire who had promised to be careful was allowed to be with a human without turning them so long as the human and the vampire kept to the rules and no other humans found out. If others DID find out, we had permission to turn the human, we never killed humans anymore, but turning was fine if the victim was willing or near death. We were also currently trying to forge a treaty with the werewolves of the world, but it was proving tricky.

Alicia had put everything political on hold for a while, however, so we could have a coronation party. I had looked at her like she was stupid when she suggested this. We have bigger things to deal with than a party, she sounded more like Alice every day! She had then told me that I had not actually revealed myself as the new Vampiric Leader yet, and that maybe a party and distribution would show vampires I hadn't visited personally of my kindness and my sworn oath of duty to the well-being of the vampire race, as she called it. I had looked at her blankly, I understood what she said but she didn't normally talk like this. She had looked at me with a pleading expression and said "C'mon, you don't even have to be there, let's just unveil you at last for the wonderful, merciful, wise, thoughtful, charitable ruler you are!" Well, I could hardly say no to that! So, here I am, at my desk, waiting for the evenings "festivities" to begin. We had found and bought an old, but huge mansion in America to hold this great party in and invitations had been sent out by vampire carrier for weeks and weeks. To every vampire and vampiric family in the world. Great.

I sighed, then decided that I would make an appearance after all, but I was in no way dressing up. Alicia had forced Islia to wear a ball gown and had donned one herself, but Daniel had refused to wear a tux, I had to admit he looked way better in his really sexy, casual-formal clothes. Uh, get him out of your head, he's like, 13..looking!

Then I saw the first stretched limo outside, and a few white, draped in rich-cloth creatures climbed out. The first visitors…the party had officially begun.