His lips descended on hers, hot and heavy, and full of victory. He pulled back to just look into her ruby eyes, eyes he had missed in recent years and yet that he adored. His hands were just the perfect size to frame her small face, and what a wonderful picture she made.

"You're already a queen to me, but soon my love, I will make you queen of this world." It was a mighty, almost unbelievable promise. And yet, it was a promise that had defined their relationship. Driven almost all their actions, kept them apart, brought them together and everything in between.

It was neither an easy nor a quick path they had taken. But they were vampires and they could afford all the time in the world; they were determined to make the most of it. They were determined to make the future fit their desires. They were not mere mortals; they did not have to make their desires fit the world. With some caution and patience, they would be not only the superior species, but the superior members of that species.

This, after nearly a century would come to be their hay day. Their moment of victory was nearly upon them, they just had to put the final few pieces into place.

Edward could admit that Alice's visions were not perfect, were not infallible, but it gave them a step in the walk of life that no other person has. That partnered with his own gift made them powerful. More powerful than they would have been alone. He was convinced that's why the universe had seen to it that they be mated.

Their whole life had been dedicated to demolishing the power of any and all who possibly could stand in their way, and with the demise of the shield, the God of War would never defeat them without his mate. Now was only the Volturi in their way.

But no one had been happy with the Volturi for many a year. Their unpopular laws and unfair ideas of justice paired with their own infighting would be their own downfall. It was a shame they could not have kept the Shield on side, she would have been a lucrative investment in the final battle, but the future did not have it in the cards.

There was him.

There was his mate.

Everything else was merely collateral.

Nothing quite punctuated that point like standing before their starry-eyed followers, a mixture of humans and vampires who believed they were leading them towards a better future, when all they were leading them to was a premature end of existence.

It had taken over a decade of clever propaganda aimed at these people to create such an array of cannon fodder. Well finding the followers hadn't been the difficult part. The difficult part had been hiding their true intent from the family. It had been a carefully constructed masquerade they were playing. Harder for his Alice of course, she had to pretend she had a mate. She had to make sure to give him apt attention for him not to question their bond. Otherwise their swanning off together went mostly under the radar.

The most difficulty came when Carlisle was most insistent on going to hunt as a group. The man was nothing if not persistent on maintaining the world's opinion that they were the perfectly little vampire family. It was laughable. Look where it had got him. It had all crumbled out from under him and he had not even seen it coming. A vampire should love no one but their mate. Vampire's were not human, did not function under the same rules or emotions. They were raw, built for fighting and fucking. The ultimate machine brought to kill. But humanity remained in the minds of so many like a permanent sedative that kept them under the surface and only taking what they needed when they could have been taking everything.

Maybe to an extent it was fear that kept them all immobile in their nomadic lifestyle. So, built for their fighting and fucking they learnt to fear the group mentality of humans. Maybe they felt they weren't superior against humanity combined and their machines. They were wrong though, and Alice and Edward were here to bring a revolution to this world that had never been seen before.

Like the Cullen's believed they were in fact in France. Though not quite for Paris Fashion Week as they thought. No, Alice had all the fashion she desired, the only other thing she wanted was world domination and she was here to get it. She, with her mate, stood on a raised platform ahead of 5000 vampires and 10,000 humans.

"In a month we take Volterra! We will spend this month in training, honing your gifts, improving your speed and stamina. The Volturi have grown complacent, stuck in their ways. But their ways do not work for us. It is time for the vampires to come out of the light. All those strong enough to survive here will hold a place of prestige. Humans you will be awarded, becoming one of us." She could see it all in her mind's eye, the line between imagination and vision blurring indiscriminately, as she got high on their roars of support and the human blood running through her veins, "Once where chicken farms reigned will be human farms. They will fuck and so to shall their offspring, and we in the light of glory. We will feed."

She could already taste the future. The fear of their entrapment making their blood all the sweeter. She looked like an angel, but she was death incarnate.

There was her.

There was her mate.

Everything else was a means to an end.

It did not pay to be a part of a revolution. What payed was to be its leader. Reaping all the benefits of its success with very little personal cost. They would not fight. Mostly. They would watch, watch as the Volturi with all it's might and gift plumaged through their ranks. But they had the number and soon they would be depleted. Only then would they come on the scene. Mates hand in hand come to take the crown from their predecessors.

Getting the humans involved had been an ingenious idea. It would make the Volturi laugh themselves into complacency. But they had yet to realise just how easy it was to convert a human's weapon that was previously useless to be fatal to a vampire.

Guns that seemed so laughable required so little modification. Instead of metal they used vampire teeth. Sharp and able to penetrate vampire skin they were perfect. Damaging. Infused with werewolf blood? Well then… they became fatal.

The war was in the shadows, waiting, biding it's time. The war was coming.

Just… no one knew it yet.

So it's a little shorter. But I hope you all enjoy the little update regarding Alice and Edward.