Immortal Tears

Chapter 10

Alice Cullen:

We all watched her leave through the windows, she wouldn't have been able to go if we had been outside on the porch. I didn't want her to go. The family and I would have fought for her, but I knew she wouldn't have been able to stand it if anything happened to any of us, which for this battle, would have been likely. So, we let her go. Carlisle would either have murdered all of us or given us medals of honor. I still wasn't sure which. I just wish this whole thing wasn't a lose lose situation, but I couldn't see a win in any of our futures, or like in Esme's case, I couldn't see their futures at all! But, Esme and the Volturi were the only new ones I couldn't see. Not being able to see the wolves was normal.

I'd tried to convince her to take Carlisle's car to Volterra, just in case she may need a car in the future, but she insisted that she would be fine. The only problem with that and everything else is that I don't know if she'll be fine or not! She could be dead the second she walks into Italy and I wouldn't even know. She promised she'd call when she arrived in Italy, and then again when she was settled in among the Volturi. All I could do was hope everything went well.

Marcus of the Volturi:

Aro had told me before hand that Esme Cullen of Carlisle's coven was coming. It wasn't until a minute later, when Jane told me, that I found out she was coming as a messenger bride for me.

"Aro! What is this that Jane said about Esme being my bride!?" I asked infuriated!

"Well Marcus, ever since my sister died you've been quite melancholy," he started to reply.

"I don't want to get married! No, I refuse! Didyme will not be cast away like some puppy that I loved for a while and then replaced! No! When she comes you will send her back!" I practically screamed at him as I got in his face.

He simply smiled. "But, Esme wants to marry you, dearest Marcus. Trust me." He said, his voice as smooth as honey.

"Under what price." I demanded.

"Her family's life, Marcus. I will get rid of the Cullen's in one way or another. You know about what I have in the dungeon underneath us at this present moment. I will personally take care of it officially in Mrs. Cullen's presence if you do not go along with this plan," he said simply and traced the patterns on the arm of his throne smiling.

I snarled. "That's cruel."

He shrugged. "My power is important to me. Oh, here she comes," Aro said smiling as the large doors opened and Mrs. Cullen walked in, led by Felix.

I watched her as she approached. She had fear written in her gaze, but she was trying to hide it. She looked nothing like Didyme, but from my past encounters she was very similar to my past wife.

Aro stood up and smiled at her as she ran a hand through her caramel colored hair nervously. "Welcome, my dear," Aro said softly.

She nodded. "Thank you." Her voice was soft as she replied to Aro, more like music then many of the other voices I'd heard. I could understand why my friend Carlisle had felt the way he did about her. Unfortunately, I don't think I could summon up the same emotions even if I tried with all of my mind, but I needed to try, for him if anyone.

I looked up from the ground to see her amber eyes searching mine. They were so similar to his, in color and emotion. I knew she was very loving, but I didn't expect it to show so much. It was like looking into a mixture of Carlisle, Didyme, and my mother's eyes. I tried to smile but I'm sure it wasn't adequate. "Hello, Esme. You're here to see me?"

She nodded softly, "Yes, I suppose I am," she replied smoothly. I quickly took her hand before Aro could and took her up the stairs behind the throne room. I don't think I could ever make up for the pain she was going to feel being away from her family and Carlisle, but I hoped that I might be able to help her find some form of comfort in this godforsaken castle. First she needed to be taken to the safest place in the castle, where the wives were kept, in order to get acquainted with the wives and most of all, kept away from Aro and the mental harm he could do her. I hoped I could at least ensure her safety to her husband, it's the least I could do.