In the ruins of what used to be known as New York City, there are three circles to which you can belong. There's the Volturi, the ruling class. You're in with them, you're set for life. Then there are the Cloaked Ones, the "Enforcers", if you will. They are the ones that carry out the Volturi's laws and demands, regardless of what they are. And finally, there is everyone else. Sounds pretty simple, right? Wrong. You make one step out of line and the Cloaked Ones swoop down and take you out. No warnings, nothing. You're just… Gone.

Maybe I should fill you in on some history. In the year 2020, there was a war between the mortals and the vampires. The war started after a human found out about the vampires and went to the media. The story spread like wildfire and the next that civilization knew, the Volturi swept across them like a plague. Battle raged, the humans were subdued, and the Volturi set up camp here in America. Now the United States are mainly slaves, catering to the Volturi and attempting to stay under the radar, and the vampires.

Now I think I should introduce you to myself. My name is Isabella Swan, preferably Bella. I am a vampire, neither a Volturi nor a Cloaked One, not that I would tell you if I was. I do live in Volterra Nuovo, but I blend in with everyone else. At least, I tried. Then one stupid mortal had to muck it all up by trying to best two vamps on their own territory.

The two vamps in question, a mated pair named Peter and Charlotte, normally wouldn't be an issue. But recently there's been a shortage of available blood, due to the Volturi cracking down on vampires being greedy. This idiot of a human, not knowing what Peter and Charlotte are, decided that he could rough them up and take what money they might have. Wrong fucking decision. Vampires have a sadistic streak, once that limit is reached. Now, don't get me wrong. Peter and Charlotte are two of the sweetest and most patient vampires you could ever meet. However, due to how innocent and human they look, people think that they are pushovers. So add together months of taunts, jeers, jokes and all around nastiness, then throw in some stupid mortal and you have a pair of sadistic vampires on your hands that won't stop until their bloodlust is sated. Unfortunately for the human, he didn't live to see the end of this streak. Fortunately for Peter and Charlotte, I was able to calm them down before the Cloaked Ones swooped in to do damage control.