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BPOV
I never did like coming to council it was the one time all Vampires came together in hopes someone would cave and surrender to the opposing side. I hadn't been since I was twelve so I don't know why my father was dragging me along today. Probably to make it look like I supported the war and my father's army. In other words I was there for appearances, in truth I did fight. I was the best fighter but not for my own reasons. My father has been training me since I could walk. I was even on a special blood diet unlike most Vampire babies who would drink animal blood; I was given blood tablets, blood nutrition drinks and human blood. Every Vampire these days drinks animal blood but some Vampires drink from one another. It just means that one Vampire has to drink animal blood for the other to drink from them.
I walked inside the council building ahead of my father and mother; I didn't like walking in with them. Whenever I did everyone's eyes would be on us some in admiration and others in total disgust. It made me feel sad to know I had enemies from people I had never even met but then again you can't help who your parents are. The inside of the building was painted black with diamonds embedded into the walls. When the sun hit the walls through the windows they sparkled like our skin.
Gazing behind me my parents were walking inside. My mother loved the council building not for the reasons we are here but like me she loved the details in architecture. I followed behind other Vampires up the staircase and through the double doors. People knew who I was but did nothing to harm me like so many others would if I was outside the council territory. When a vampire entered this building the first time they swore a blood oaf promising never to harm another Vampire, if they broke this oaf there family would be cursed for many generations. To put a Vampire curse on your own family was awful and it could last for eternity considering how long we lived for.
That's a really long time.
I stepped in through the double doors to be greeted by 10 other Vampires sitting in a circle of chairs; their eyes grazed over me as I made my way to my seat. There were 14 seats around the circle edges of the room. There were 10 covens and two Houses, the 10 covens divided into the 2 Houses. 5 covens in each House, the children of the covens were not required to come to the council. I did sometimes see them though the ones that was apart of my father's House.
I sat down onto my seat, which was next to my father's and waited for the meeting to start. A young boy came round with drinks for everyone when he got to were I was sitting I took a bloody Mary. It had the combination of blood and vodka; Vampire's can't eat or drink anything that doesn't have blood hinted into it.
My mother and father arrived along with many other Vampires following behind; we were now waiting on the Cullen's son Edward. It had been a while since Vampires had come together I think the last time I saw Edward we were twelve, back then he had this big mess of hair that he let fall over his face. We used to torment each other at the council meetings secretly I think he was jealous about me being a better fighter than him. It didn't help my case that I always reminded him too.
The room was silent; there was tension like always when so many Vampires get together you don't know whom to trust. The meeting still had not started yet which meant we were still waiting on Cullen. Hurry up I want to get out of here. Speak of the devil and he shall arrive. The doors to the council room burst open and in walked Edward Cullen and boy had he grown up. He had grown up like all the rest of us but to me he had grown up just a little bit more. He was older than all of us by a couple months but that shouldn't make him seem that different maybe it was my eyes. Although being a Vampire I have the best senses in the world, I breathed in lightly and was engulfed in this strong scent of Vanilla. It wasn't here before it was here when Edward arrived. Edward had walked across the room in quick strides, followed by his personal guard, Edward then sat down on his seat quickly and bent his head down.
I looked over at him and started to study his features, that mop of hair I used to mock him for seemed to suit him more. It wasn't as long but it was still long enough to cover half his face when left to it's own devices. I watched as he pushed his hair out of his face, behind the hair was golden eyes. He had obviously just been out hunting as Vampire eyes only changed gold when we drank animal blood, red when we drank human blood and normal eye colour when we had not fed for days. My eyes were lightly gold since I had been drinking a bloody Mary.
I started to gaze down at his body he had certainly grown up a lot, his body was more toned in almost all angles. In other words he was good looking but I have to remind myself all Vampires were good looking. There was just something about him that made him stand out…no Bella he is the enemy. Must not get caught up in enemy lines. I turned away from watching him, taking a sip from my drink I decide to pay attention to the meeting.
EPOV
The moment I entered the room a strong scent overcame me I needed to find were it was coming from, I looked around the room for who it was. The scent was sweet, it was fresh and soft, it was coming from a girl. I leaned my head down lightly so my hair would go straight into my face covering my eyes. Which were watching the girl as I walked over to my father's side chair and threw myself down onto the seat.
Keeping my head down I moved my eyes back to focusing on her, why had I not seen her before?
I looked to the people she was sitting next to and then it clicked. This was Isabella Swan; she was sitting next to Charlie Swan. I hadn't seen in her what? 6 years. She stopped coming to council meetings my guess it wasn't really her thing. I tried to get a better look at her but my hair was blocking. I tussled my hair out my eyes and started to study her. Her hair was longer than when she was younger it grazed down most of her body's front so my guess it was as long as her hips. It was a deep chocolate brown the same as her father's, her eyes were light gold. Someone had obviously been enjoying the Bloody Marys.
Her body was slim as far as I could tell; it did help her figure more that she was wearing black tight jeans, plain shirt and a black Blazer. She looked good without obviously trying too hard. Unlike most the women here she was wearing trainers instead of heels. Vampires are graceful so it was strange for her not to wear heels maybe she was still as clumsy as before.
I turned my body lightly and saw Isabella's eyes gaze over to me. She was watching me too. It then clicked into my head she was a Swan I was a Cullen. What the hell was I doing looking at her and thinking she was pretty. I myself said I hated her. I told my father not to even mention her name so what the hell was I doing?
I raised my hand lightly in the air to call over the guy who served drinks; he brought me over a Bloody Mary before leaving the room. I sipped on the drink lightly enjoying the taste. I decided to focus on the meeting since it was the reason I was here.
BPOV
I knew there was a reason I would purposely do training when my father said he wanted me to go to these meetings. The only reason I ended up here today was because I slept in. Well not sleep per say, I don't sleep. I was resting on my lounge chair in my room reading a book and in burst my father. He hadn't told me there was a meeting so it caught me by surprise and I had no excuse to save me. So here I am.
I have to say I wasn't really paying attention to anything these guys were saying but what did catch me of guard was some of the crazy ideas they were chucking forward.
"Marry Isabella Swan to someone in the Cullen House it would create a alliance and we can end this war." Shouted someone.
Then my mother stood up and fought back, "My daughter will not be a tool in this sick war of yours."
The room burst into thundering shouts people were dying to be heard. A loud smash was heard and everyone went silent, "Why not have Isabella Swan marry my son?"
I looked around from were the voice came from there was one person standing up Carlisle Cullen.
The room was silent they were waiting for my father to say something, "Not going to happen. My daughter will never be married to someone in your House especially not your son. God know what he will do to her."
"My son will do exactly what a husband does to a wife. Exactly what you do to your wife and I do with mine."
My father's face looked like it was going to blow straight off, "No this meeting is done."
In saying this the entire semi circle the Swan House members sat at rose from their seats and prepared to leave. My father looked down at me, I was still sitting in my seat not used to how thing were run here I didn't know what to do.
"Isabella you will lead us out," I got up quickly and made my way out the room through the double doors. I was met outside by my personal guard I had one like Edward I just didn't have him stand right next to me.
My father came up behind me and put his hands on my shoulders. My mother stood with him smiling lightly. I had one question I wanted to ask.
"Does the topic of me marrying someone from the Cullen House come up often?"
I mother sighed, "I will not lie to you, it comes up every meeting ever since you turned sixteen. It doesn't matter though I would rather fight a endless war than hand you to the Cullen's."
"Swan." I smooth voice said.
Behind my father's back stood Carlisle Cullen obviously not happy with what had happened at the meeting.
"Cullen what do you want?"
"A few minutes of your time after all we have eternity so you won't miss much. Bring your wife too."
"Bella go wait in the carriage." Whispered my mother.
"Ok." I replied.
I turned away from them and made my way though the diamond corridors until I was outside. The sun was no longer in the sky instead it was replaced by a full moon and starry skies. I walked over to where our carriage had been placed; on the door was the Swan crest. Perfectly transferred on with delicate paint strokes by an artist I grazed my fingers over the brush strokes lightly. It felt smooth and delicate.
"Isabella Swan God haven't you changed."
I turned around sharply and came face to face with Edward Cullen.
"I could say the same about you but I would be lying," I opened my carriage door and got it. I turned around to shut the door and Edward was gone. I fell back into my seat, closed my eyes and sighed. Thank god he was gone. I didn't want to deal with whatever shit he decided to throw at me. I had enough of him since the first day I met him.
"Now we both know that's not true."
"What the hell?"
My eyes opened wide in shock Edward Cullen was sitting in my carriage.
"Get out now."
"No I like it in here it's a lot more comfy than my families."
"Get out before I make you."
"I'd like to see you try."
"Fine."
I got up from my seat, opened the car door and got out. I slammed the door right on Edward's face then started to walk away. I kept walking fast until I heard the car door open and footsteps following behind me. He started to speed up so he could catch up with me and I slowed down lightly so he could.
"Where are you going?" asked Edward curiously.
"I made you," was all I replied. I turned around and walked back to the car were my father was waiting.
"What are you doing with Edward Cullen?" My father looked worried.
"Nothing he just wanted to say hello since he hasn't see me in a few years."
I turned around and got into the carriage I heard my father lightly say to my mother, "Strange boy."
Why did I just lie?
EPOV
I don't know why I wanted to torment her I just did. I could use this situation to save my own skin, to get rid of Bella and end the war. I'd make her love me, break her heart and kill her.
Simple…
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