AN: Okay my lovelies, I have really been thinking of making this story a crossover between Twilight and The Vampire Diaries/The Originals. It's something I can't seem to get out of my head and when I asked you all if you would like it I didn't get any response from you, so I decided that you guys might need a little taste of what it would be like so I have composed for you this little chapter solely through TVD/TO characters to decide if you like the way it could go. If you do this chapter will remain a part of the story, but if you don't I will remove it at the time of my next chapter and will decide if I would like to just publish another version of this story as a crossover that way there will be a little something for everyone and I will satisfy the little voice in my head. And now I present to you the first hint of a TVD/TO crossover with our beloved Twilight Saga.
Chapter 8: And the Tables Turn
Elijah Mikaelson (aka the honorable Original vampire) POV:
Aurora's Christening Reception
I had though in my thousand years of life I'd lost the ability to be surprised, but I was wrong. The witches I had been acquainted with had been abuzz with the whispers of a new princess, soon to be born, who would unite all of the supernatural beings of the world. Vampires, witches, shape-shifters, and werewolves alike.
Of course those whispers were equally matched by the vampire community as it would appear. The two different breeds of vampires all seemed to say the same thing, this princesses' birth had the Volturi worried about their status as the supreme power of their breed of vampire.
I'd be lying if I said wasn't curious about this new princess that would change the world as everyone knows it. Thankfully the great grandmother of this soon-to-be-born princess and current queen, happened to be a very close friend of mine. She was delighted to fill me in on the details of this upcoming miracle.
The child's parents, two vampires of the first true breed of vampire—descended through a line of sires from the first vampire born from the night at the beginning of time and the brother of the first true werewolf—were a part of the coven the Volturi already feared the most, and also the ones that the Volturi tried to eliminate almost five years before.
As it also happens, the head of the said coven, Carlisle and I are acquaintances. We'd met not too long after he left the Volturi. We'd become friends and my family gave him passage with us to the new world.
So that is how I found myself with an invitation to the event everyone had been looking forward to. I watched in the crowd as the princess was christened, and then again as the floods of people surrounded her parents to catch a glimpse of her small face.
"Elijah, it's been too long, friend," Carlisle said kindly as he came forward to greet me with a lovely brown-headed woman by his side.
"Yes it has, Carlisle, and I'm sorry for not being able to help you a few years back, by the time I got word it had all been resolved."
"Don't fret over the past. All is well and I know you would've been by our side if you'd had the chance."
"Indeed, after all what are friends for. I assume this lovely beauty is your wife Esme," I offered my hand to the kind lady in front of me.
"Yes, and it's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Mikaelson."
I smiled at her kindly and responded, "Please call me Elijah, and congratulations on your grandchildren."
They both smiled and thanked me before their smiles faded and they turned their heads back to where the young parents and the new princess stood greeting their guest. They both moved closer to them.
My eyes and ears zoned in on the conversation that was then taking place between the young parents and the members of the Volturi and their guards. I heard Aro go through his eloquent speech as an attempt to earn favor and protection. I listened in as Marcus gave genuine compliments and well wishes to the parents and princess, confirming that there was something I always liked about him. And then I heard Cias speak. At his arrogance and plain ignorance, I felt my true face emerge, and a his escape when he turned one of the witch twins on the child.
The royal guard then escorts them all away, and I feel my face return to the normal human appearance. I had never felt the blood pump so forcefully behind my eyes as my sclera turned red and the veins under my eyes appeared with the force of the blood coursing through them. I had never felt so bloodthirsty in my entire thousand years of life. I looked at the sleeping face of the little girl in her mother's arms and tried to calm myself as her father reassured the mother that she had felt no pain from Jane's attack. As I looked upon the face of the child and thought over my reaction, I saw how that little girl would be able to control every supernatural being.
She already had the aura of a queen and had many ready to defend her, including myself. I expected great things to come from her, and I knew I wouldn't be disappointed.
I continued to look on until one of my witches came over to me and whispered in my ear news of someone I haven't heard from in five hundred years. Rosemarie and Tefor were looking for me and wanting their freedom. And the tables have turned.
Mystic Falls Virginia
Stefan Salvatore POV:
It turned out my friend Edward and I had a lot in common. We both fell in love with humans and both humans, somehow, seemed to be prone to danger. Especially from old and powerful supernaturals.
Edward seemed to have hit the jackpot, and I'm happy for him. He and his now vampire wife have two children and are having less and less problems with dangerous supernaturals. I can only hope that eventually the danger threatening Elena will subside.
Maybe it will now that one original lies daggered in the basement and Katherine entombed under the old church ruins. I take out my phone and dial the number of one of my oldest friends.
He picks up on the first ring with a "Stefan, how are you."
"As good as can be expected, Edward, how are you and your family?"
"Great, how's everything going with Elena and the entire situation?"
"Well, we have an original daggered in our basement, my evil ex-girlfriend is hell-bent on making my life miserable and killing my present girlfriend by trading her in to break some curse, oh, and my brother is in love with my girlfriend. I've got to say it could be better. Sorry that Damon and I missed the christening. I'm sure it would have been a pleasant distraction, and I'm sure Emmett and Damon could've found some trouble to get into."
"They always do, but don't sweat missing the christening. There will be plenty of time in the future for us to catch up. Keep us informed and if you need anything let us know. We'll be glad to help any way we can"
"Sure thing," I told my friend as I hung up the phone and poured myself a glass of bourbon.
Louisiana One year and Four Months Later
Damon Salvatore POV
I got a call from a very good friend of mine on the way back to Mystic Falls after our little run-in with Katherine and Elijah. Since Elena promised not to kill anyone if we backed off, Stefan and I agreed that it would be okay for me to head on down to Louisiana to visit our friends and he would let me know if anything changed. To be honest I was pleased to have the distraction.
I pulled up in front of the old mansion a couple hundred miles outside of New Orleans, and got out of the car. The Cullens had places all over, and this was one of my favorites to meet them.
I heard the movements in time to counter Emmett's attack. "Dude you've got to do better than that. You've got maybe three more years before that becomes embarrassing for your kids."
He picked himself up and laughed his booming laugh. "Next time."
"Damon, hello," Esme called from the front door, "Come in and see everyone."
I darted up the front steps, stopping to kiss Esme on the cheek. I liked her from the moment I met her, and even though I was an awful person—still am to some people—and dedicated to semi-ruining my brother's life, I couldn't be horrible around her. She reminded me of my mother, so kind and loving, and she somehow saw the best in me even before Elena could. "Hi, Esme, how are you?"
"I'm happy you are here. Emmett and Jasper have been dying for you to visit. I do hope you can stay for the big football game tonight. Alice sees a whopper of a storm and the boys could use the help."
She starts to lead me into the house, and I laugh. "I'm sure I can manage it."
"Hopefully next time Stefan, Elena, and your friends can come to visit," she said with genuine kindness as always.
"Hopefully," I replied, and I really did hope that it would be possible, but it wouldn't be until Elena turns her humanity back on.
"I'm sure everything will work out. It's about time you found happiness, Damon, and Stefan will, too." She spoke with such certainty, that I could feel her infectious sense of hope flow through me.
At that very moment two little toddlers ran by with a third trying her hardest to keep up with her shorter legs, but she giggled just as much as the other two. "Those must be the grandchildren."
"Three of the five, yes." Esme's smile couldn't smile any wider if she tried. "The other's are out hunting, except Carlisle and Emmett who are supposed to be my help."
"I got caught up with a diaper change and they all started running," Carlisle defended himself as he handed a younger child to Esme. "Hello, Damon."
As the words left his lips the toddlers came back again giggling like crazy. "Hello Carlisle." At the sound of my voice the smallest runner turned around and came over to me.
She help her little hands in the air and said, "Up."
"Is it okay," I asked them as I looked down into the little hazel eyes of the child at my feet."
"Yeah, Edward and Bella don't care who holds the little diva just as long as they keep her occupied and happy," Emmett answered just as the little girl commanded me to pick her up again.
I reached down and gently lifted the small child up and held her. "Aww, Rora, is Damon your new friend."
To answer her grandmother's question, the little girl placed her small hand on my cheek and said, "Fren" I was then rewarded with a tiny hug when she wrapped her little arms around my head and pressed her cheek to mine.
I hear a camera click and turn to see Alice standing across from us with her phone. "Damon does have a sweet spot."
"Day swee," the little sweetheart agreed. I believe I have a new best friend, and it's a relief that someone so full of hope likes me today.
AN: Okay lovelies, that is the first crossover chapter that semi-covers events that happened in both universes around the same time. I know it's incredibly short and maybe a little confusing, but this was only meant to be a little sample of the minds of some of the characters that would be entered into the story and of the impending relationships between these characters and Aurora. So let me know if you like where this is going in the reviews even my little readers who are reading this as a guest please leave a guest review. Your opinions matter, too. I will "tally the votes" as I write the next chapter and before I post the next chapter of purely Twilight Saga POVs I will decide what to do next. Anyways until next time…SuperBat5795.