Our world had been of such simplicity, of such tranquility, for so long it had seemed as if nothing could disturb the peace brought upon our lives. And yet, it only took the choice of two lives to destroy all that had been created and strived for, very nearly demolishing an entire secret world, that is, if the Volturi's best kept secret its self had been released.
If it was not for three other lives, all may have ended in a single hour's time. For many look to rulers for guidance, and without such rulers what is a kingdom to do?
A flicker of fire and a torturous idea was all it took, to bring down an entire coven. While a majority of the guards were supposedly taking care of a modern version of the Southern wars, those left at the castle were given the seemingly easy task of watching their three rulers; Aro, Caius, and Marcus. Who would dare attack the coven that kept their world possible? Apparently, those who possess the gifts of fire and shape-shifting, would dare such a feat. Word had not yet reached Volterra, of the Southern-heading guards demise when the castle was attacked.
Amongst fire and screaming, we were pushed up into the attic by a frantic Aro. His normally theatrical manners were pushed aside, the oddest sense of fear and horror tracing along his actions and words. We didn't understand what was going on on floors below us. Had the present guard's training gone out of hand? I was voicing these concerns when the man we viewed as a father laid a finger against my lips, effectively silencing me.
"Speak naught a word, my children. Rely only on each other, and you will live. We are under attack, and I fear we are too little in number and gifts to survive. I rely on you three to take care of Volterra, and our species, after these horror's are over," Aro reached a free hand to clasp the others', each laying their palm over his. His eyes reached each of our own; the view of a king, who knows it's the end of his reign. "You are all so powerful, absolutely exquisite. I will die proud, knowing that our race will continue in capable hands."
His words were that of a dead man.
It was as if he had already been killed.
It seemed to be Aro wanted to continue on his last speech, and delay the seemingly inevitable, but the screaming that we had been rushed from was growing dreadfully closer. He bestowed a kiss on the hands that grasped his, one upon my cheek, before rushing away without another word. We were left there, my warm, sobbing body encased by the freezing ones I found solace in. We each knew we would never be able to live the same again, in peaceful bliss.
Possibly to test if that idea had not been proven well enough, it was when the door was shoved open again that we knew our time had come. I was shoved behind the others, with 'naught a word spoken', as a burly, pale man with wild eyes gave a curious grin in our direction. A lithe, exotic woman hung on his arm, though she soon was replaced by a common house cat as she shifted forms. We were soon to find out their names were Phoenix and Lizbeth; and they were the ones responsible for the demise of the Volturi.
Like the rest of the vampire race, they were well unaware of our existence. And so, they believed us, especially myself, as no match. They knew nothing of us, our gifts, our strengths. They didn't understand the bond we had, in body and mind. Nor did they understand the shield that wrapped around them, the wind that supplied heavy oxygen in the space. Or why their fire literally blew back in their faces. They died in confusion, failure, and horror. Much like our father, and the rest of our coven had.
They failed.
But we would not.
We would take heed from Phoenix's name, and rise from ashes.
Our names will rush across the lands, to every vampire known.
To every vampire existing,
To every vampire to be created,
The Volturi's biggest secret, will be spread.
And we will take the place of our fallen, and create a new rule.
One that will refuse to end,
In fire, and screaming.
With the requested help of players in the forum, I have gone back and edited some punctuation.
Disclaimer: I do not own any Stephenie Meyer created characters, I only own my OCs.