20 years later
I greeted my father and uncles as I walked into the throne room, the longer back of my dress floating out behind me and my tiara upon my wavy mahogany hair, my heels made a loud clicking sound on the floor announcing my presence if they hadn't had vampire hearing.
The three kings of the vampire world were standing in a corner at the back of the large room talking about what seemed an important matter, looking unchanged by all the years they had ruled here - as would be expected of vampires - their crowns sat on their own heads. Two of them were dark hair while the other one was such a pale blonde that his hair looked white but all three of their hairs went down to their shoulders. They all had milky red eyes, an effect of them sitting still for so long, and skin that was translucent and looked very unsubstantial. Aro, Caius and Marcus, the Volturi leaders or to me my family.
"Good morning, il mio piccolo miracolo," my father smiled at me.
"Izzy," my uncles greeted me in unison.
I stifled at laugh as I made my way towards them though making sure to stay away from the large drainage hole in the centre which I had nearly fallen down plenty of times when the lid was off in my childhood when one of my uncles had looked away from shortest second or when my father just wasn't paying attention in the slightest. They had always caught me in time but it made me rather wary it. I noticed that all three of my family members faces held same expression - that was more cause for worry than the drainage hole. I kissed their cheeks as I drew level with them.
"'Is everything alright?" I questioned, looking for one face to another.
"Perfectly fine, my daughter," Father said. "We just have some guests soon."
"...and that's cause for concern?" I asked glancing between the three of them.
"These guests, Izzy," my Uncle Marcus said and he seemed to be picking his words very carefully as he spoke, "these people are people who you know, who hurt you ..."
Uncle Caius cut across with a blunt statement, "The Cullens are coming."'
"The Cullens?" I repeated slowly, frowning deeply. "Very well."
I spun around and walked out of the room in search of my mate, I could my Fathers and my Uncles gaze on my back: I obviously didn't give the reaction they expected. In fact, I was quite surprised at myself. I had harboured anger at the Cullens for all the twenty years I had been here and although it had faded a lot it was still a lingering annoyance to think about them.
However, I would be lying if I said I didn't miss them...
I missed Alice and her bubbly personality, her joy in life, her obsession with shopping and clothes.
I missed Jasper who, although I never got very close to him, I had been remarkably fond of and loved like a brother.
I missed Esme and her kind, mothering ways, the warmth she emitted which would make anyone feel at home, and her love for her family.
I missed Emmett who I also loved like a brother, my big, scary looking brother who was actually so sweet and fun.
I even missed Rosalie, despite her dislike for me I respected her love for family and her protectiveness of them.
I missed Carlisle although I was slightly angrier at him. He was my favourite uncle having basically raised me when he stayed here many years ago and him not recognising me had hurt a lot even if I was still a young girl at the time he had last seen me.
Being a half vampire and half human I had grown extremely fast and had learned things faster than the average human. Uncle Carlisle had been the one who tried to see if my growing would slow down, it was him who laid the basis of all the skills for my life; reading, writing, speech. He had been gone when I stopped aging, to the relief of my father and all three uncles (Father had contacted him to tell him the news), when I looked physically 17 - an age I was happy to be frozen as - although I was really only 10 years old at that point.
Edward, however, I did miss him as well but I wasn't in love with him anymore and although I was angriest with him out of his whole family, I was grateful because if it wasn't for him I probably wouldn't have come home for many more years.
I had been gone a few decades before I decided to live as a human - an side-effect of being half-human - and moved to Forks once my friend I was staying with used her own power to give me a background story. I had been exploring the world outside of Volterra's city walls, walls that I had been forbidden to go past since I was born.
I was so caught up in my thoughts that I walked right into Alec.
"Are you alright?" he asked, his voice thickened with his English accent while smiling down at me and wrapping his arms around my waist.
"Yeah... I was just looking for you,"' I replied, placing a light, sweet kiss on his lips.
"We'll you found me," he chuckled looking into my golden eyes with his own red ones, "as you always do."
I smirked up at him: I did seem to just have a talent of wondering across him whenever I need him. He took my hand and we walked back in the direction he came from. We walked for a while ending up in the gardens where I let go of his hand wrapping my arms around his waist. He put of his own arm around my shoulder, kissing the top of my head as we wandered around.
Alec's presence was driving the slight worry about seeing my old family again out of my head and calming me down just as effectively as Jasper could have done with his gift. Alec, however, didn't need such as gift of manipulating emotions to calm me down, I felt safe with his arms around me, even more so than I had with Edward, all Alec had to do was stay by my side silently and all the stress I had had during the day would suddenly drift away. Clearly I was deeply in love, infatuated with him.
I lent my head against his shoulder as we walked. I had been so shocked when I returned from Forks to find Alec's behaviour to me completely different. I had missed him in Forks more than I had thought possible since he had avoided me since the moment I was born. I now suspect my missing him was due to the fact that he was my mate even if I only knew it on a subconscious level and maybe that's why my feelings flittered to Edward so easily.
The days after my return, Alec was courteous, he was polite (as he always is now) and my affection for him grew into something that I recognised and I knew he was exactly the same. I kept seeing him looking at me out of the corner of my eye and the look in his red eyes had always been so similar to the looks that Emmett and Rosalie shared, the ones Carlisle and Esme shared and the ones Alice and Jasper shared. He had approached me a few days later apologising for his rude behaviour and explained that he had been so aloof with me because he wasn't used to feeling such strong emotions and he was scared - scared, my Alec was scared; it seemed so strange to me now and then.
I find the memory quite amusing because then without any warning he had kissed me; luckily none of my uncles were around and neither was my father. I had kissed him back with all I had noticing the difference of kissing Alec compared to Edward. Alec felt safer, warmer, more natural as though we had been kissing forever. His lips moved with mine perfectly and they, along with our bodies, fitted together perfectly. I had never been happier.
"The Cullen's are coming," I blurted out a few minutes later, grazing my hand over the top of some roses as we walked past.
"So that's the problem," he smiled tightly. He knew little about my past but what I did know made his hated of the Cullens harsher than mine. I raised an eyebrow at him questioning his words. "You're not hard to read, my love, and although you do sometimes surprise me... I know when something's wrong even if you say there isn't."
"I love you," I sighed, looking up at him, smile at the reminder that he knew me better than I knew myself.
"I love you, too," he replied in his captivating accent, pulling us to a stop and rest his forehead against mine, "and don't worry about the Cullen's. They won't hurt you again, at least if I have anything to do with it. I'm betting they've realised their stupid mistake of leaving you and feel terrible. You'll give them quite a shock when they arrive."
He spoke the last bit with a devilish and proud smirk on his face. I hit his chest lightly. I could never understand why people said Jane and Alec didn't feel. Jane was sweetest girl I've ever met and her power was only due to the pain of her human life. And Alec… I didn't even know where to start.
"Principessa," a male voice said behind me and Alec - he cleared his throat uncomfortably, the guard hated happening upon us.
I sighed and saw Alec's slightly annoyed expression out of the corner of my eye as I turned to face the speaker. Alec and I hardly ever had time alone together and it was grinding on both out nerves. The only consolation was that soon we would be married and we could go on our honeymoon and get away from everything.
"Yes, Felix," I said.
"Your father wishes me to tell you that the Cullens" (Alec placed a hand gently on my back from his place next to me) "will be arriving the day after tomorrow," Felix then smirked, "due to the fact that you left the throne room to quickly for him to tell you himself."
"Shut up, Felix," I muttered, "and thank you."
"You're welcome, your highness."
I know that in the books Alec is about 12/13 but in this story he and Jane were changed at the age of 18.
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