Chapter 1
Me: I'M HALF AN HOUR EARLY!
Fang: thats not a big acheivment
Me: Shush
Fang: Fine
Me: Hey guys, this is the sequel story to 'Forever'
Fang: been awhile since you started that story
Me: well im back on my feet now and i am devoted to FF and my own personal writing
Fang: she really needs a life
Me: Heeeeey! Kitty is coming over today (code name for my bestie)
Fang: I know, she called earlier
Me: SHE'S NOT LEAVING THE SCHOOL XD XD XD
Fang: i know
Me: They dont
Fang: they dont care, they want to read the damn chapter!
Me: okay so this story is going to start of in Christian's POV but i'm going to throw some Isabella POV's in there later on
Fang: just shut up and let them read!
Me: enjoy!
"Chris, knock it off" I continued to heighten by brother's hearing, which annoyed him more than ever.
"Give me one good reason" I pulled my fog back and reclined against the wall.
"I'll pull my anti-shield out and make you have to feel it too" Chris warned. Our abilities were strange things, I inherited the inverse of my father's gift, as well as the inverse of my mother's; I could heighten anyone's senses and they couldn't do anything to stop me. My brother Christopher, however, got the better part of Mother's gift and was able to project his anti-shield. My gift didn't affect me unless Chris covered me in his anti-shield though.
"Christian, leave your brother alone" My mother came into our joint room in the blink of an eye. I pulled my hand down and dropped my threats.
"Yes mother" I knew mother didn't like me using my fog because it reminded her of my father, who she hasn't seen in 50 years. Yes, you heard me, I am fifty years old and don't look a day over 18. My grandfather Carlisle expected mine and my brother's growth to halt at 16 but he calculated wrong I guess.
"Chris, I was just with Aro, he wants you to go see him this afternoon" Mother often referred to us as one person, since both our shortened names are Chris she got away with it.
"Yes mother" We responded in unison. Grandfather Aro was father's father figure. We never actually met either of our human grandfathers, nor will we ever.
"Did you boys eat this week?" Mother was always worrying about us. She had nothing else to do around here.
"I ate yesterday, he ate the day before" I sighed. Mother was flitting about the room straightening things.
"When did you feed last?" Mother dropped a coin on my bed spread, satisfied when it sprung back up to her.
"We both fed this morning" Chris stood up and held mother by the shoulders "You need to go out on a mission before you go crazy" Mother's shoulders slumped. She hadn't left the castle since dad left, Heidi usually brought her victims home with her and there was no other need to leave.
"I'll tell grandpa when we see him" I stood and stood behind Christopher.
"Fine, but I won't be happy about it" Mother left the room in a huff. I looked at my brother and we shrugged, there was nothing more we could do for her. I sat on the window seat and played with my fog, making words in the air with it. Chris sat below me on the floor and made shapes around him with his shield.
"Do you remember father?" Chris pulled his shield down as he spoke. I tried to think back to when I was barely old enough to walk. I had few memories but I had one from the day he was taken when we were in the throne room playing on the floor with mother and father.
"Not really, I have one memory. What about you?" I wasn't sure if Chris had any memories at all, the topic was usually avoided.
"None, I don't even remember being with him. I only know what he looks like from the photo on the stand" I knew which stand Chris meant, no one has ever touched that photo frame. Mother says no one put it there, it wasn't there one day then the day father left it was there. We don't know who left it but mother assumes it was father. I looked out the window and I saw the sun sinking quite low in the sky.
"It's about time we went to see grandfather now." Chris stood and smiled at me. "Oh no you don't" I yelled right before Chris bolted out the door. He wanted to race me? Then race we would. I banged Chris in the shoulder in the stairs and got ahead of him. Chris laughed and reached out to grab my leg. I fell down and he took my place. Chris turned around just in time to see me tackle him. I lept off Chris' back when he was down and ran off laughing. I made it to the top of the stairs just to find myself pushed forward. Chris whizzed past I got up but Chris hit the throne room doors just a fraction of a second before me.
"Beat you again" Chris was jumping around in a victory dance. I took the opportunity to leap at him and wrestle him to the ground. I pinned him to the stone floor.
"I win" I smiled and someone coughed. I looked up to see Aro on his throne, releasing Chris I stood up and walked towards him.
"Christopher, Christian, take a seat" Aro gestured to the empty thrones at his sides, normally uncle Caius and uncle Marcus would occupy them but they were away with Dimitri trying to hunt someone down. I took Caius' seat while Chris took Marcus'. "I have something I have been meaning to give to you, wait here" Aro whisked out of the room through the back door and returned with two envelopes. "Your father wrote these just before he left and told me to wait fifty years to give them to you. I have never read them, I respect his wishes" Aro handed Chris and I an envelope each. Aro sat down and waited for us to finish reading.
My dearest Christian,
You're too young now, while I'm writing this, to understand. I guess fifty years was a bit of a long wait but it is necessary. I am going to face a foe that I will not escape. I hope no one has read this yet, nor your brother's letter because this is something I want you and your brother to know, no one else, not even your mother.
Everyone has probably thought me dead for the last fifty years but, I won't die. I know I won't. Edward will never do that; he will use me for a different purpose. I know Edward's ways; I used to be just like him before I met your mother. Edward will take me and bargain for your lives, your mother will refuse to give you up and loose hope in getting me back, as Edward hopes. Edward will threaten to kill me but he won't. I will be taken and I will be tortured until I turn to his side, I will end up having to turn, I can't take more than 30 years of torture before I break.
That is your first secret; I am alive as you are reading this. I love you more than anything, your brother and mother as well, but I will hate you more than anything if I see you in your time. I know of only one way to reverse the effects of Edwards's torture that will take barely a week rather than 30 years. You need to find something, it's hidden somewhere. I can't tell you where just in case someone else is reading this. There is a room, a hidden room. In the room there will be shelves of books, in my favourite book there are some maps, they will lead you to what you need. Find the hall where all high guards hang, beneath the frames of Jane and Felix will you find the key to the room.
I hope you and your brother can keep this from everyone, and keep the letter from them all too. The safest bet is to burn it, I know it may be sentimental since I wrote it to you but you have to get rid of it, your mother and you two are the only ones who can decipher it but I can't risk it. I love you.
Your Father,
Alec Volturi
I looked up to see Chris looking at me. He turned his head to the twin fire places on the other side of the room then back to me. We both lept up and went to the fire places, burning the letters. Chris' letter must have been similar if not the same as mine. I gave Chris a small smile of hope before we turned back to a confused Aro. I had an idea to keep mother safe and out of the loop.
"So Aro, are there any missions you need someone to do that will take, say, four months?" four months should be enough. Right?
Me: Hope you're liking it so far
Fang: hopefully you havent lost any readers
Me: i so hope i havent
Fang: you need to go post on 'Forever' now
Me: i know, bye guys!
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