Disclaimer: Um nope, not me: I don't own Twilight. I do however, own my very own brain. At least I think so…I hope so. Uh-oh.
Dedications: To everyone who likes this story. You guys are simply awesome.
Warnings: Supernatural creatures beating the crap out of each other.
AN: Firstly, Bella's shielding abilities are weaker because one, her state of mind is frail at this point, and secondly, her ability hasn't been fully developed yet. It will grow stronger over time. And also….PWNAGE!!!!
Other than that, enjoy.
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Chapter 7: Bared Fangs.
We sprung forward, swiping limbs; my elbow connected to a newborn's face. It snarled in pain, it drew back to retaliate-an iron hand held the newborn back. The hand was connected to another vampire. This one was wearing a billowing black…cloak?
It's scent was strange; wild in a way that was completely different than the newborns. Wild and refined at the same time. The hood slipped back, revealing a beautiful face; mahogany hair tumbled down, framing the pale, high angled face. Her eyes were a strange violet color; she strangely reminded me of someone.
"You are different from these other newborns aren't you? I can tell." Her voice was silky.
"Y-yes. I'm not with the rest of them-" I stammered; she was disarmingly pretty.
"Come with me."
"Y-yes."
I followed the statuesque woman out of the house, more vampires with the black robes were fighting newborns. They moved with unparalleled grace, effortlessly destroying any newborns they found; it made the efforts of the wolves laughable. Their robes billowed outward from fierce movement, revealing the lithe frames underneath.
"Demetri, where is Aro?" she asked the vampire nearest to her.
"Farther up ahead-oh, may I take a look a her?" he asked, in my direction.
"Go ahead-I wanted to make sure…I've got a feeling about her…" she trailed off.
"May I?" Demetri turned toward me.
"Alright.."
"I won't hurt you, I assure you." he smiled.
Demetri walked toward me, close enough that I could see the intricate details of his face-a rather handsome one. His shoulder length hair swirled around him, the inky color in sharp contrast to his somewhat odd complexion. His scent was overwhelming in such short proximity; he was taking me in, somehow doing more than just breathing my scent. It felt strange to be under some sort of mythical scrutiny, but before I could do anything, he was finished.
"May I speak to Aro about this?" he turned towards the female again.
"Please do." she gave him a curious glance, before turning to dispatch another newborn.
The black swirling forms writhed gracefully in the woods. Dark fairy tale creatures roaming vast sceneries of places forgotten. They had started a fire, tossing pieces of defeated newborns into the fire. As the acrid smoke curled, it created a curtain that only the barest forms of the frothing beasts could be seen. It was as if they contained numerous secrets just behind that ominous curtain; their dancing drew me forward, pulling me towards their handsome faces.
The screeches of pain emanating from all directions didn't seem so horrible now. In fact, the last of the newborns were being thrown into the pile; I could no longer smell Victoria, she had probably left already. I wondered where she had gotten to, but I couldn't dwell on it anymore; the remaining vampires surrounded me. I tensed, but they seemed very relaxed, almost welcoming. They all seemed intent on touching me, my hands, my face, my hair, my lips..
A man with jet black hair went forward; the other vampires moved aside for him. His walk was almost buoyant, his hair swinging down like a velvet curtain; I wanted to reach out to touch him, and see if he was real. His skin was soft marble, with pale red eyes-opaque rubies carefully encased in the smooth contours of his face.
His hands reached towards me, his smile looking too full for his face. His hands moved in the swiftest way, but looked so casual-so joyous. I felt more comfortable now, I suppose it was absurd of me to fear them. His hands gently covering mine; I felt a vague thrumming of something stirring in the air, but I couldn't be sure. I knew one thing…they were the most powerful vampires I'd ever met.
"W-who are you?" I asked.
"We are the Volturri." he smiled.
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TBC…..
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