Previously:

How could I have known that my touch would unfreeze her frozen child-like body?

How could I have known that the child inside her would have the same effect, and in a chain of events, letting the child live?

How could I have known that I would have a child that is half-vampire?

~Disappearance of a Princess~

~0~0~0 Ten Years Later 0~0~0~

"Venna, come now, dear child."

"But Theia Dora, I do not want to crowned." I pout, and whine, like the child I should be, "Anyway, everyone already knows that I am the Principessa of Volterra."

"You're switching again, mia amato." says my Aunt, exasperated, "And anyway, this is just to make it official."

I guess I should explain the situation, I'm Ravenna Volturi (Not of the Volturi, mind you), and this is my Aunt, Athenodora Volturi, Uncle Caius' wife. Firstly, "switching" as my aunt calls it, is me switching from words in Greek to words in Italian, like me saying "Theia" which is "Aunt" in Greek and then me saying "Principessa" which is "Princess" in Italian. I've always spoken Greek, no idea why, and Italian is from the fact that I live in Italy. Secondly, me and my Theia are arguing because I seriously, seriously don't want to be crowned in front of the whole of Volterra, I absolutely despise attention.

I sigh as I realize that I am fighting a losing battle, anyone who can tame Uncle Caius' fiery personality would surely have a strong will. As shown throughout the times she had forced me into big, frilly, pink dresses that I rip off after whatever event. I have been given the pleasure of seeing them burn as long as I last through the party with them on.

"Fine, Theia, I will come willingly," I say, my aunt's face brightens considerably, "But, on one condition."

"What is it, amato?" asks my aunt.

"I do not wear any dress that is pink, frilly or lacy. I will only wear black." I say firmly.

"Fine, mia amato, I already knew you would not like pink." she says as she rummages through the dresses she pre-ordered, "Here, I thought elegance would be good for the upcoming Principessa."

She takes out an elegant black dress with red and gold trimming, the neckline is square and it' sleeveless. "Does it pass the test, la mia principessa?"

I take it and say, "It is perfect, Theia, I love it."

I wear the black dress and it drapes over my body perfectly. Today is my tenth birthday and also my crowning day. Though I am ten, I inhabit the body of what seems to be a beautifully odd sixteen year old.

I stand in front of the mirror examining my features. I have high cheekbones and full lips, my long black mane had streaks of pale brown, almost blond, colored hair, one of my bodies many oddities. Another of my obvious oddities are my eyes, one is a deep black void of unchanging color while the other is bright red, it acts the same way a normal vampire's eyes do.

"Calm down now, Venna," my aunt says, distracting me from my thoughts. I realize I have just used another of my oddities, my shadow has stretched out and the plant it just touched is now slowly growing older and decaying. It happens when I am upset or when I want it to happen. This is why I avoid mirrors, if I have one constantly reminding me of my stare-worthy features, the Volterran garden would need constant replacing and it's a very annoying happenstance when a human drops dead beside the palace walls.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Theia," I say apologetically. "We should go now, no?"

She smiles and leads me to the double doors in front of the Court Room.

"Presenting, Ravenna Celestina Volturi of the Volterran Court!" A loud voice echoes followed by from cheers of both humans and vampires.

I walk forwards and stop in front of my three Uncle's thrones. My mother and her twin are on the right of the trio, though they say my mother and her twin looked thirteen before I appeared, now (due to an excessive exposure of my power) they appear eighteen.

Uncle Aro beckons me forward, "Today we crown our little miracle as the official Principessa of Volterra."

"Salutano, Principessa Ombra!" shouts the mortal crowd, I smirk at their nickname for me. I was nicknamed this because my face was always in the shadows, a fitting nickname for me, but for other reasons.

"It fits me, no?" I ask my Uncle, who smiles that eerily creepy smile. I'm used to it.

"Well then," he says, placing a black tiara on my head, "Today, we crown the Shadow Princess!"

I turn to face the crowd, whose cheers have gotten louder, as my Uncle slowly places a circular pendant on my neck.

I here the lock click into places and the moment the necklace is released from my Uncle's hands, a bright light blinds me.

I feel like I'm falling. Falling so fast and then... nothing.

My world goes black.


Notes: (Translations)

Principessa - Italian, Princess

Theia - Greek, Aunt

Mia amato - Italian, My beloved

La mia principessa - Italian, My princess

Salutano, Principessa Ombra! - Italian, Hail, Shadow Princess!