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Carlisle's POV

The sun was rising as I stepped out of the house. We had arrived back in Forks sometime after midnight. The entire house hold was in disarray. The news that another vampire coven may take power was like a shock wave. Not a single one of us had recovered from the bombshell that Edward tried to carefully drop. Epic fail. As Alice would have put it. Now she was searching the future so meticulously, I worry that her mind might just shut down on her. Jasper of course has attempted to stabilize the whirl wind of emotions, to no avail.

After the initial shock of learning the news, everyone seemed to have fallen on mute. The house was dead silent. Emmett had even taken on the look of solemnity. Edward and Bella went directly to Edward's room upon arrival. That was understandable. Edward only wanted to keep her away from the atmosphere.

That is why I made my escape. I would of course return in a few minutes. They were waiting for me to tell them about the D'Amico coven. I was not looking forward to it. Only Edward knew that this was one aspect of my past that I was reluctant to relive.

"Carlisle, you must be joking. You certainly don't mean that you never ever touch human blood?" Aro prodded, his confusion replaced any politeness. It almost seemed like he had asked that very question a million times since my arrival, months ago. Again I shook my head in response. "I do not see a point to it. Mortals are feeling, and thinking creatures much like ourselves."

Dark laughter burst forth from down the hall. Aro visibly stiffened beside me, and came to a halt. The two of us stood there in the midst of the foyer, looking into the darkened hall where the laughter had come from. "We have guests." Aro was obviously shaken despite attempt at appearing pleased. Before I could question, a figure garnished in a dark plum robe stepped lightly into our presence and then past us. Aro snarled angrily. It had been the first time I had heard such a noise from him. The anger was so raw, I flinched. He had certainly taken offense by the stranger's action. The visitor turned towards us and lowered the hood of the robes, revealing a heart shaped face surrounded by hair as dark as the raven perched on her shoulder. The female dipped her head in a half hearted bow.

"Brother, thank you for your welcome." Her words were almost as taunting as they were sarcastic. Her voice was full of venom. Looking at her, something came to mind at once, demon. She was beautiful, but so was a black widow. I knew she was dangerous.

Aro remained stiff, even though his snarling had come to an end. "Carlisle, may I introduce to you my blood sister, Hylda." He made an obvious effort to be friendly, but I read the anger beneath it all. In the months that I had known Aro, I had never heard such a thing from him. It was unsettling.

Hylda offered her hand and I took it, pressing my lips over the top of it lightly before

withdrawing. She grabbed my hand before I could withdraw it completely, digging her claw like nails into it. "So this is the odd one that Marcus and Caius speak of. Her devilish eyes bore into mine intensely. "His eyes, are golden..." she marveled, before she grinned deviously. Gently she stroked the silent raven on her shoulder before offering her finger for it to perch on. When it obeyed its master she brought the wretched thing to my face. "A gift, enjoy."

The offer was an obvious attempt to offend. "No, thank you." I replied as politely as I could. I wanted to fire back, to put her in her place, but I could never disrespect a lady, no matter what they were.

Aro immediately stepped forward to rescue me from further affronts. "Where is your mate?" He questioned.

Hylda's eyes immediately lit up. The love she had for her mate was apparent at that movement. It had been the first time I had seen her express anything but pure evil. "Wolfe is speaking with Marcus and Caius, he will be right along."

When my mind resurfaced from the flashback I was startled to find Esme staring worriedly at me. "Love, are you alright?" She inquired, her beautiful, loving, voice plagued by concern.

"Of course, I was just in my own world." My assurances did not seem to convince her. Her lips formed a hard line. Immediately I pulled her into a loving embrace and kissed the top of her head. "Run inside and tell them I am ready to discuss the D'Amico's, will you?" She pulled away, the worry never left her beautiful caramel eyes, but she nodded and was soon off.

When she was out of earshot I turned to a near by tree, a young pine, and leaned against it. What I was about to do, would be more difficult then when I had fought off thirst for weeks, when I had first been turned. The flashback alone nearly killed me. That had not even been the worst of my run in with the D'Amicos. Hylda had only been one of them, and certainly not the worst by any stretch of the imagination.

The pine snapped underneath the pressure I had been unknowingly put on it, nearly taking me with it. I caught my balance and ran my hand through my hair. It was time, I could no longer run from this. After years of not even a flashback, I was going to have to revive all the memories. A task as impossible as a human child attempting to climb Mount Everest in the dead of winter. But it had to be done.

Upon my arrival, I found the entire family in the den. Emmett, Rosalie, Alice, and Jasper were packed tightly on the couch. This was most likely for support. Esme sat in the love seat, and on the floor Edward sat cross legged with Bella tucked into his lap. His arms wrapped securely

around her. Are you sure you want Bella to hear this? I asked him mentally. This story was not easy to tell, but it was just as hard to hear, at least, in my mind it was. Edward would understand when he saw the images of these vampires, especially Hylda. But the others would not be able to understand, not until they saw them for themselves. As I opened my mouth to speak, as I had feared the dreaded flashback began to form as I spoke.

"Hylda, love there you are!" The powerful voice that boomed through the doorway belonged to a vampire that must have been nearly seven feet in height. His eyelids drooped so that his eyes were mere slits. To anyone who did not know about vampires, he would appear to be almost blind. But he could see, and well. Marcus and Caius glided in behind them. They looked intimidated as they took their spot beside Aro.

Hylda wrapped her body around the male's torso. I assumed that this was Wolfe, her mate. Contrary to his mate, Wolfe's hair looked dirty brown. Everything about him was dirty. The way he held her from the way he carried himself. The demon girl had the perfect mate.

Aro's last nerve seemed to have snapped when Wolfe stuck his hand beneath her robes. "Why have you come?" He demanded through a snarl.

Wolfe let Hylda go, and Hylda made her way toward us. "Father request that you to rejoin our coven, and Together we shall rule." She explained. The same dark laugh that I had heard earlier escaped her lips. She looked us all over carefully. "You all are welcome to join us."

Aro shook his head immediately. "To join your coven would mean worldwide destruction." He said plainly. "There is a reason why the three of us," he looked to Caius and Marcus immediately, "rule and not, Althalos."

Hylda hissed angrily, "he is your father, your sire and you will address him as such!"

"He maybe the vampire who cursed me, but I will never address him as father!" Aro spat, "leave this castle immediately. Hylda did not argue and, together she and Wolfe made their exit.

When it was confirmed by the guard that they had gone, Aro turned around to face me. "It is time you understand that despite what you may think, we are not the most notorious vampires in existence. We may be the most powerful, but not nearly as sadistic."

I nodded my head and focused on him, letting him know that he may tell his story. He turned to the window, the view from which looked over the beautiful city, Volterra. "Long ago when I was still human, life was absolutely lovely. Certainly there was war, but not nearly as much as there is now. I did not know of the existence of our kind, it was all legend then, much as it is now, but not nearly as exaggerated. The legends of my time, were more correct. In any case, life was otherwise good, I had a family six sons and two beautiful daughters, and a wife who was with yet another child. I was employed by a high ranking official to protect him, as a result my family had a reasonable standing in society. Yes, all was truly well.

Then one day, I returned home to silence. My world was turned upside down." He stopped, he seemed to be trying to recollect himself. He never once turned away from the window to look at me. After a few more moments he began again. "I arrived home to find the bodies of my sons and daughters strewn about the house. The body of my wife was hung from the ceiling, she had been gutted like a fish, My unborn child..." Aro shivered visibly and skipped ahead slightly. "My sister, Hylda lay on the floor writhing in pain. The screams, she begged me to run, but before I could...he appeared. His eyes, I'll never forget them. Dark, like his heart, his pupils were as narrow as cat's. Before I could run I was on the floor, and very soon afterward, the fires began. For three days I suffered what seemed like the fires of hell. After those three days it was like I had been reborn...Well you know all of that I won't trouble you with that.

My sister and I were taken away to a far of place, where we joined others like us. All of us had one thing in common, we were turned by Althalos. My sister adjusted to life with them quite quickly, but then again she was always a little bit demented, so it came easily to her. What this coven did and still do," he shook his head painfully, "was and is beyond evil. Under his orders, they tore apart young children, prayed on men, but what they did to women, especially pregnant woman...I-I will never forget such things." Aro turned to me now. His eyes were haunted, he almost seemed more ashen then he was. "I knew I needed to get out. I knew I needed to start my own coven. We would need to be powerful, and create laws to prevent such behaviors.

It did not take me long to find that other members of this hellish coven felt the same way. Caius, Marcus, and Marcus's mate joined me and together we escaped to Volterra. We soon found that the four of us had more power then we initially thought, and we were able to seize control. We were able to destroy seventy-five percent of Althalos's coven with the army that we had built up, it was in that battle that Marcus lost his mate." He looked at me with such seriousness. "Now you see why we must rule with an iron fist. Why we never give second chances. If we slacken our hold, this world will fall into peril."

The flashback carried me months head, as I began to tell my family of another experience. This memory had never been buried, I never could bury it. Night had fallen over Volterra. I was walking about the city, something I had not done freely in months. Then as if I had been hit in the face with a ton of iron the sweet smell of blood filled my nostrils. This was followed by a scream so terrifying that it sent me running towards it. The owner of that scream, was only a child.

My legs carried me nearly a mile away. There I was greeted by the worst sight imaginable. Wolfe was back, and in his hands was a little boy who could not have been more than six. He was still alive, but bleed excessively from his abdomen. Wolfe was tossing him about like doll. The boys screams grew louder more agonized, drowning out Wolfe's demonic laughter.

Anger took over my body and before I knew what was happening, I was staring at Wolfe's burning remains. Yards away, the boy lay whimpering, I knelt down beside him. There was nothing I could do for him now. He was far to young to be changed, he would be miserable, as child he would be unmanageable. I did the merciful thing. I then returned to the castle and told Aro everything. To my surprise, he supported what I had done.

Hours later screams filled the castle. Hylda entered and lunged for me. The guard immediately rose to protect me. Hylda's eyes were ablaze with fury as she spat offensive words in my direction. "You will pay! You and yours will pay, someday we will rise to power and destroy you all!"

I was about to speak when suddenly another vampire entered. "Althalos!" Aro snarled, but he was not alone Marcus and Caius poised for attack. Althalos remained unfazed. Looking at him I was over come with fear, the kind of fear I had not felt since the first weeks of my change. Althalos raised his hands slightly, facing his palms towards us. "I've come peacefully to collect my daughter," he said calmly. "However, Aro, one of yours killed my second in command and that will not stand. Your punishment will not come soon, but it shall come I guarantee it." He said this almost musically, but his tone was laced with venom. "I only hope that will be ready. Good-bye." Before he could be captured he was gone. Many of the guard had tried, and failed to find him.

My mind finally released me from the horrendous flashback. I knew I had said all that I had needed to. "I departed from Volterra soon afterward.

Not a single soul spoke for what seemed like hours. Then Edward finally looked up. "They will not succeed we will win this fight. The Volturi have more than enough on their side to once again put the D'Amico coven in their place. In fact they have more than enough to destroy the entire coven. Althalos has no idea what is coming for him." Edward hissed. I knew this story would effect him the most.

Alice stiffened, it would seem that she just had another vision. "I hope so, because they don't have long to assemble the resources. This war begins in a months time."

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