My Immortal Sacrifice
Dislcaimer: I don't own Twilight or any of the books in her series. I write for enjoyment and to hear the enjoyment you have in your reviews.
Chapter 11
Aaron POV
Aro had left a while ago, and Carlisle and he had a lengthy discussion. He was also glad to hear that he could have his old chambers back in Volterra without fearing for his safety. The Vampire teams that we sent back are about 22.5 completed and now have set up a safety perimeter around Volterra. Among our kind, Volterra is the only place that they know is safe now, from the plague of death. Many are thankful for our help, others are bitter, saying that it is none of our business, but I disagree. I can't help but feel partially responsible for what happened in Volterra, somehow.
"Lighten up, people." Alice chimed in, trying to sound happy. She turned on the TV, but the News program that was on paralyzed us and our breathing, as we listened in mute horror.
"Something that Meteorologists have labelled as a 'phenomenon', a black hurricane/ tornado stronger than anything that our scales have recorded, is sweeping across the world, disappearing and reappearing in different locations in short periods of time over great distances across the globe. Coincidentally, homicide rates have skyrocketed to the point that even the safest of neighbourhoods are now dubbed as 'black'. Entire cities are being found drained of blood, and only a fraction of the population is turning up with bodies, and tests run upon mysterious piles of ash conclude that they were once human in origin. For the bodies to be burned up like they were, an extreme heat would be needed, and no evidence in the surroundings even hint at a low-scale fire in any parts of the area.
Experts are at their breaking point at these dangerous coincidences, and some experts agree that the two coincidences are indeed not coincidental. They are somehow connected, and nothing can be done about it until the cause has been addressed. Our scientific society is reverting back to its religious sides in times of terror, because nothing else seems to describe or explain this strange phenomenon….W.N.B.N. reporting live, Washington."
Well, the humans were on our trail. What were we to do? They described our enemy perfectly; the humans knew more than we did. It must be a vampire of some sort, possibly with the gift of fire; of course lightning might do the job. Weather!
"WEATHER!" I screamed out in the uncomfortable silence. "Think about it, this being, likely vampire, is uncontrolled and draining every life in its path, then ashes or burned corpses turn up, but no traces of fire. Lightning. The strange phenomenon how is it that 'it' is showing strange weather patterns that coincidentally seemed to be the next target area? It's a weather-gifted vampire!" I said with excitement. The more we knew about our enemy, the better we could defeat it.
"But, no matter how strong, it is still a vampire. It can still die." Catherine said with a strange, violent tone.
"How do you two know so much?" Carlisle asked with enthusiasm.
"I don't know, it just seems to fit, as if we've known all along, but have never pieced together the right pieces." I said, wondering myself that same question.
"Either way, it will be destroyed. It has been foretold." Catherine seemed to be enthusiastic, yet, a bit depressed.
"What's wrong, Catherine." I asked. I didn't need to be Jasper to be able to see that something is wrong.
"It's just…all of those lives, for something, someone, who can't control themselves, because of something from their past that hurt them. A life for a life is cruel, but millions of lives for a life is demonic. There's no need for it."
I looked over to Carlisle, and smirked. "Are you sure that Edward isn't your biological son, and that Catherine isn't your biological granddaughter? She seems to be thinking like you to a tee."
I actually cracked up a few smirks, in this dark and serious period of time. I was proud of myself.
"Are you sure that Bella isn't some relative to Emmett? His long lost daughter of something? You seem to be acting and thinking like Emmett would."
I shook my head with mock fury. I went over to Emmett and put my arm around his shoulders.
"I would be proud to be Emmett's great grandson at three-quarters his age."
Emmett slapped me on the back and laughed. Rosalie just rolled her eyes. As long as I was going…
"That would make you my step-great grandmother, Rosalie." I went over to her, surprise plastered on her face, and hugged her.
Everyone in the room was on the floor laughing by this point.
"You know I love you mom, but you know…Extended family is important too." I said, with an arm around Rosalie and another arm around Emmett. Serious atmospheres aren't what we need to keep together and beat whatever it is that we need to beat. We need to keep our heads held high, but our spirits and hope higher. We are family, and we can do anything.
