Travel
Elda is at ease. She sits amidst her invisible cupola, sensing the unbreakable tension between the wolves surrounding the inside of the dome and the vampires outside it. Where is Aro? She thinks to herself. He has never left her out of his sight even from "outside" and quite frankly, she also misses Mia, her dearest friend who had the power of self-precognition.
Momentarily, Perry, one of the humans, came sprinting towards her.
"Elda, it's time," he said, controlling his breath, and she nodded.
They were moving locations again.
Everyone noticed the slight changes that were happening. At some point the heat was hardly bearable, so they move their stance from time to time. Of course, having orders from their leader, the Volturi guards followed. The sudden change of temperature occurred not too long ago and Aro wasn't aware of it. He, his guards, and the Cullens would have to use their senses (which aren't as keen as before, hence the lack of real food) to locate them. Though, since humans could only walk so much in this weather, they won't go too far and Aro would find them easily.
"Do you need any more blood?" Perry asked from beside her. She smiled dazzlingly but shook her head no. She has had enough blood from the night before to last her a week.
The large group began walking south, Elda in the middle of everyone. She was like a goddess to all. Not only was she flawless in appearance, like all the undead, but her power made her into a being that people praise and worship. She brings the life into the beloved humans.
However, despite her perfection, she has an inner flaw. Remembering last night, her smile turns into a devious one. From her peripheral view she notices Emil, an olive-skinned young man, narrow his eyes on her. He stared at her with hidden hatred, knowing that she was truly a monster inside. Though, he could do nothing.
In a brief second, Elda was strolling beside him, whispering to his ear, "Care to share what you saw last night?"
He hardened his fists but said nothing. She laughs very lightly, though her next words pierced through him.
"Your friend was tasty. Don't worry, I will not kill him. I'll try."
She then left to go towards Perry. He presumed that Perry was going to be next. She feeds on his friends --- his closest friends. Last night, it had been his brother.
God please save us, he prayed silently, let her be a nightmare. Let her open her eyes.
He wanted this to end. Indeed, he needed her --- they all did. But he just couldn't fathom why God would create someone so beautiful something so horrid in the inside. She had killed, intended or not, innocent people. Just like any bloodsucker would, he thought bitterly.
He continued striding with the group, his mind occupied with negative thoughts.
Meanwhile, Amun's coven stays at their same whereabouts. Benjamin just smelled the scent of Lara's baby and wrinkled his nose on instinct. He recalled that scent and briefly mentioned this to Amun. Amun, too, did not know that Lara's mate had been a shape-shifter. Nonetheless, it did not matter. Besides, the revolting scent of the child would certainly lessen the appealing scent of his mother and himself. Everything was going well. That was until the early morning that Kebi, Amun's wife, began noticing the change of atmosphere. They were in the Midwestern, now heading only a mile or so southward, since Benjamin was still working on his land. In the course of this journey, they had coincidentally encountered the Volturi along their old acquaintance, the Olympian coven.
"I am in great ecstasy to see that the child is well!" Aro exclaimed, praising Nicolai in Lara's arms.
"That is Embry's baby?" Bella muttered to Seth and he nodded. She never left her gaze from the child and felt the urge to tell the woman holding him how fortunate she was to be a mother despite the era they were in. Rosalie, in all her straightforwardness, walked up to Lara and asked if she could caress the baby.
"Bella, it is nice to see you," greeted Benjamin and she beamed at him.
"It's been centuries," she replied. "Aro has told us of your…mission? Practice? I'm not sure what to call it."
He shrugged. "It's much more impossible than it sounds like. Now, where is…"
He trailed off, realizing the answer to his own question. He noticed that Renesmee was nowhere in sight and that could only mean that she's dead. Under the ice with Jacob. He also noticed that sudden emotionless visage on Bella's face.
"I think it is best if we all stride as a group," suggested Aro to all of them and some shrugged in response.
And so, they continue to their journey due south, now on the same side. Most of them may not know about their own future, but one thing is for sure: fate has brought them together.
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When I couldn't write this chapter anymore, I thought to myself, "Where the hell am I going with this?"
So I took a few minutes to rack my brain for a decent plot for the next chapters (I couldn't ask you guys for ideas...it's doesn't feel right that an author is asking his/her readers for what should happen in their story...But I do love reading suggestions! And no, Selenay of Antioch, I will not name a planet Pandora xD "Avatar" does have good visual effects, huh? Watch "Alice in Wonderland"...gotta love Tim Burton and 3D).
And now that I actually HAVE written like a very short outline of what's in store for the future...I am really tempted on just skipping to that part. Seriously, the next chapter may be the climax...muhahahah. (That probably won't happen...). Don't give up on me, okay? Oh, and I am scared for the Math CST...my freshmen year depends on it xD.