Heyas, This is chapter 14! Back with Vladimir! Now I have to ask you guys, I've been wondering if I should make up some vampires, from other regions of the world. Why not have some more Asian vampires? Why do most of them have to be from Europe, South America, Canada, Africa, and America? Okay, enough with my rant, but tell me what you think. They wouldn't ruin character relationships, though! And feel free to request anything. Oh, and I own nothing.

Love is born with the pleasure of looking at each other, it is fed with the necessity of seeing each other, it is concluded with the impossibilty of seperation

-Anonymous

(Vladimir)

"So what do you plan to do, Carlisle," Vladimir sneered. "Are we just going to sit here and let the Volturi take us?"

Carlisle raised his eyes to Vladimir. "I do not plan to sit here, but we can't risk the others getting hurt. I don't want to have my friends injured or killed because of me."

Vladimir rolled his eyes. "We're vampires, not many things can hurt us."

"Fire can," Emmett added, a smile coming from him.

"Shut up Emmett," Vladimir growled, turning back to Carlisle. "We need to at least do something."

"Then what do you suggest we do, Vladimir?" Edward asked, his eyes looking irritated. "What do you want us to do?"

Vladimir glared at the bronze haired male. "Anything. I'm tired of waiting and I'm sure the others are too."

Benjamin looked up from his spot in a chair, Amun and Kebi hovering close by. "I agree with Vladimir," he said quietly. "We need to do something." He looked at Amun, who just pursed his lips.

Carlisle turned to Siobhan and Maggie. "What do you two think?"

Both women looked at each other; Siobhan spoke for them. "Maggie and I want Liam back as much as anything. We agree that we need to do something."

Edward turned to Tanya. "And you four?"

Tanya looked at Garrett, Carmen, and Eleazar before turning back to Edward. "I have already lost my mother and Irina. I don't want to lose another loved one."

Garrett placed a hand on her shoulder. "I want my woman back," he said bluntly. "We've only been together for one year. It's too early for us to be apart," he glanced at Vladimir. "I'm sure the same is for you and Stefan."

Vladimir didn't respond, but he knew Garrett was right. Typical of the American for being blunt. Bella raised her face to him, clutching Renesmee tighter to her. "I don't think attacking them is the right thing to do."

Vladimir rolled his eyes. "So says the new born, but what do you know about fighting? You have not been around as long as most of us have."

Bella frowned, and then remained quiet, sometimes speaking to Edward in quiet tones. Renesmee looked at everyone, her brown eyes holding that child like innocence they usually held. "Why are the Volturi bad people?"

Edward looked down to her gently. "They're trying to kill us, Renesmee. That's why they're bad."

Renesmee frowned. "But there has to be more than that. Why do they do the things they do?"

Edward paused, trying to think of an answer. None of the others had a reply to that. Most of them had bad experiences with the Volturi. Tanya and Kate would never forget the deaths of Sasha and Kate, nor would Vladimir and Stefan forget the loss of their coven. The saying that time healed wounds was a lie. A bit flat out lie.

Carlisle looked at the hybrid sadly. "Because Renesmee," he began softly. "They're cruel, power hungry monsters. They lost respect for humanity a long time ago. I don't even think they remember what it is like to be human."

Renesmee cocked her head. "But they're vampires. What does humanity have to do with anything?"

Edward looked down to her. "Grandpa means that they have no morals, they don't know how to treat others kindly and with respect."

Renesmee nodded, looking satisfied with the answer. She turned to Vladimir shyly, still clutching Bella's hand. "Does that mean the Romanians were bad people as well?"

Eyes shifted to Vladimir, who just stood there unfazed. He looked at the child with hard eyes. "As I have said before, we thought ourselves as gods, but never saints."

He turned abrubtly on his heel out of the glass door. He felt the eyes of the other vampires, but shrugged it off. He was annoyed by their ignorance and stupidity. Why would they not want to attack and save their precious ones? Carlisle was being unreasonable, as were Edward and Bella. He stood in front of the river, thinking hard to himself.

"It would be foolish to attack the Volturi," a voice broke out. "Things were fine the way they were."

He turned to see Amun walk towards him, surprised that Kebi was not with him. Vladimir gave a bitter smirk. "Are they really? They'll take down your coven eventually, I would assume you're aware of that."

Amun frowned. "I managed to keep Benjamin hidden for years, up until the last confrontation anyway. Carlisle had ruined my coven's chances for survival."

Vladimir shook his head. "They would have found out eventually. You couldn't keep Benjamin locked up forever."

Amun shrugged. "He had Tia, so he was happy and he didn't want to leave."

Vladimir turned to him. "But Tia is gone now," he paused. "I thought you didn't like her."

Amun stared idily at a tree. "I'm not as fond of her as I am of Benjamin, but," he trailed off. "We've been around each other for a long time. We have the same goal, so I do want her back."

Vladimir remained indifferent. "I remember your coven use to be bigger, like mine."

Amun stared at him. "The Volturi took many things from the ancient vampires. My coven was no acception."

The two men stood silently by each other for a moment. Vladimir still stared at the river as he spoke. "You and Kebi made no attempt to get back at the Volturi."

"What would be the point? We're not as ambitious as you and Stefan. It seems like only yesterday we were in the ancient days of Egypt, but time is always changing. I barely notice it anymore. Kebi and I have accepted the past."

Vladimir frowned. "And forget your family?"

Amun narrowed his eyes. "I warned them of what the Volturi would do, but they did not listen. Kebi and I escaped when we could and look where it got us. We're alive today."

Vladimir nodded slowly. "Stefan and I will never heal from what the Italian bastards did to us, at least, not completly. They took everything."

Amun glanced quickly at him and then back. "There are times when I miss the old times, but there is nothing that can be done. The past is done."

Vladimir clicked his tounge "You think I don't know that?"

Amun shook his head. "No, I just think you and Stefan should let go, live in peace with the Volturi."

"Peace? What peace?" Vladimir scoffed. "Peace is an illusion. As long as the Volturi is around, there is no peace."

Amun squared his shoulders "Think what you like," he said crisply. "But the Volturi will never surrendor."

Vladimir let out a smirk. "We'll see abut that."

Review please! I always imagined that the Romanians and the Egyptians would have some connection. They both lost their covens, but Amun rebuilt his. Alas, review