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It was a lazy day, Zafrina still had not contacted us, and we would not proceed to attack the Volturi without her, but they were destroying the city of Volterra fast, and we had to act soon. Bryce was sitting with Jake and they were planning different ways of attack while everyone else, including me was lazily lounging around and basically doing nothing.
All of a sudden, we hear a bored voice.
"Well, if it isn't the little half breed herself, and the rest of the famous Olympic Coven."
We all looked up and saw Marcus, one of the Volturi about 200 feet away. I remembered him clearly with vampire burgundy eyes, but they were now a bright, glistening, bloody red colour. Although his expression still emitted dull boredom, he seemed to have a slight twinkle in his eyes; he seemed a little fuller than last time I saw him.
"Marcus," Carlisle said, stepping forward and breaking the tense silence, "We need to have a chat with you."
"A chat?" Marcus asked in a monotone voice, "I was under the impression you were raising an army to destroy us." He raised an eyebrow.
We all froze. How could the Volturi know about our plans? We were all lost in thought when Aro stepped into view, his long black hair flowing behind him.
"Carlisle, my old friend," He said, his bloody red eyes narrowing, "You know my new friend don't you, Collin?"
And Collin, a young member of the Quileute wolf pack stepped into view from behind Aro.
Jacob growled from beside me, and I took his hand to calm him down.
"J-J-Jacob," Collin stuttered, "I'm so sorry, A-A-Aro found me in the forest when I was hunting a-a-and he was going to kill me if I didn't tell me what I was doing here in Italy."
"Collin, come over here," Carlisle said calmly. Collin looked at Aro quickly, and ran back over to us, not taking his eyes off Aro.
"No matter," Aro said, "I don't need him anymore anyways. Now, let's make this little meeting a little more fun."
The rest of the Volturi guard stepped into view, in a perfectly straight line. Caius was sneering at us with cold, hard eyes. Felix, his brotherly smile that reminded me so much of Emmett was no longer etched in his face. Demetri, the best tracker in the world. Heidi, her contacts still in her eyes making them a deep violet colour. The whole guard was here, the battle could not wait another day, and we still had been unable to contact Zafrina.