A/N: Chapter 8 is finally up

A/N: Chapter 8 is finally up! I am sorry for not posting this chapter earlier! Anyway, it's here so no worries!! Please don't forget to REVIEW!! Thank you all!!

Memories don't just fade away

Chapter eight

Billy P.O.V.

I've always knew that this was bound to happen. I've warned Bella to stay away from them, and yet she ignored my warnings. Poor Charlie, bless his soul, I should have told him what's happening before everything went out of hand, but I know that he'll never listen to my 'stories' as he always said. Now look at what happened, Bella's gone and most likely dead by now. I'm sure the Volturi won't spare her. Unless…they've found out the truth behind her true heritage.

I looked at my poor dear child, Jacob. I know that he is in love with Bella. I've told Charlie that the two of them are quite a pair, so we tried to match them together. However, the only problem is that Cullen boy always kept between them. If only Bella could see the danger that the Cullen family could cause to her, she would be happily alive right now…

I sighed and shook my head. What has been done is done; we can't change what had happened in the past. I clearly know that even though we gathered all the werewolves together, we won't stand a chance against the Volturi. The 'royalties' are very strong and powerful. They were the reason why werewolves hates and loath the bloodsuckers. They're ruthless and selfish beings. They will not stop until they get what they want.

I watched as Jacob and the others sat down the sofa, Sam standing beside me. I looked at him and nodded. He went inside my room and took a photo album, which was really old and ancient, under my bed. He handed it to me and I shivered as I touched the surface of the black leathered album. This was the history of our clan; the bloody history that my ancestors had 'sworn' to never let this happen again in the future.

I glanced at the youngster, so young and full of life… and yet is cursed to carry these heavy burdens on their shoulders. I sighed and opened the leathered album. A powerful sickening sweet scent filled the tiny living room.

"Why is there bloodsucker's scent inside that album?!" bellowed Jacob

"This, my son, is the scent of the royalties. The Volturi." I answered.

I examined Jacob's face changed from anger to horror. I know why he was sudden frightened by the powerful scent, it's because the scent was so sickening sweet means that the power behind the scent was also sickeningly frightful.

"You mean, these royalties, are the original 'cold ones'?" he said quietly. "As in the monsters that…" I nodded gravely at him.

"But ain't the Cullens are the 'cold ones'?" he shouted shaking his head furiously.

"I don't understand! They bit Bella! Does this means we can't attack them?!"

"I'm sorry, Jacob. We can't do anything because the treaty is only affective to the Cullen family, not the Volturi." I explained to him. "If the Cullens bit Bella, we can attack and destroy them. However, in this situation, the Volturi bit her, so we don't have the rights to do anything to them. Even if we 'tried' to do anything to them, we won't win this battle." I added.

"What do you mean, dad? We're born to defeat and destroy these creatures! We could sure win them!" argued Jacob.

"I understand what you mean, Jacob. But you must also know that these vampires are no ordinary ones. They had powers that could easily destroy us and that will not bring good to the pack." I placed my hand on my face, stopping the tears that are threatening to spill out from my eyes.

"I'm sorry, Jacob," I sobbed. "We can't do anything."

Silence covered the room; I closed the album and handed it to Sam, "Wait…" muttered Jacob. "Let me see that album."

Sam looked at me and I nodded. He handed the album to Jacob. Jacob took the album with disgust plastered on his face. He slowly flipped the album open and narrowed his eyes.

"Who are these two, dad?" he asked pointing at the first photo in the album.

I glanced at it and answered, "That's your great-grandma and grandpa."

He flicked it again after nodding and stopped at the photo of four inhumanly beautiful young men, staring at him. He pointed at it and I answered,

"That's Carlisle Cullen and …the Volturi."

Jacob stared at the photo with hatred visibly plastered on his face. He flicked the album again and stopped at a photo with two couples smiling brightly at him.

"Who is the guy next to great-grandma, dad?" asked Jacob curiously.

I glanced at the photo and sighed.

'I guessed this is it,' I thought sadly. "That, Jacob, was your great-grandma's ex-fiancée, Joel Encantante." I paused.

"He was the reason of the 'nearly' broken war."

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