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A/N: Thank you for all the follows/favourites/reviews that this story's had so far. Only reason the update was longer because it dawned on me that I had no clue how people in the 18th Century fight.

A special thanks to pugswanthugs for the advice on my temporary fighting crisis; here's Chapter Seven.

Beta Read by TheGirlWhoReadFiction - thank you!

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CHAPTER 7 - A Fight for Introductions

•~Annabelle Cullen~•

Everything would've been a blur, at the most, without the enhanced senses we were graced with. The moment Demetri spoke the final words, all hell broke loose and the snarling and snapping began. Every target looked panicked as they realised upon being charged at that they were unable to move from their place.

The four females' eyes went wide with sudden fear when they found that they couldn't find a way to escape the invisible grasp that was being held around them. They were in the mix of vicious blows and punches when the women figured out that they weren't getting hit and the men were unable to reach their targets. That was when I felt the first blocked invasion in my hind sight. I spun around with ease to catch the last glimpse of Felix being rebounded across the hall from my shield after attempting to physically lift a dark-haired woman from the ground. He hit the stone alcove just below the turret with a deafening crack.

The vampires in the room froze at the sound. I could see fear subside from the women as they watched on, realising they could not be harmed. The gentlemen all blanched at the scene before them, in such a way that it made me question what species they were: vampire or goldfish.

As if they realized that nothing was an impossibility, the situation didn't calm the men down, but made them angry, allowing for their instinct to take over. They all slowly, but dramatically, turned to face me with an evil glint in their eyes while hissing through their teeth. I simply looked in to their eyes and smiled. I had wanted a good workout for a while.

Then they charged at me. Claw-like nails and teeth were bare in front of them. A child-like man managed to be the closest to me. Before he could get hold of my arm I lashed out hard with my arm, my clenched fist hitting the underside of his jaw with a sickening crunch. He spun in the air at an unbelievable speed and collapsed on the ground, his mouth visibly disfigured and severely cracked.

Everyone faltered looking incredibly surprised, but I simply turned to the remaining four men, "Whose next?" I asked calmly, biting my inner lip to keep a smirk from forming as a hint of teasing could be heard from the words. All four converged on me. One by one I began to take them all down; every time blocking their attacks and throwing my own jabs right back home – increasing the power of them with my shield. The young-looking boy managed to tackle me from behind in an attempt to toss me from focus, but as quickly as it happened, I grabbed his shoulders and threw him over and from my body, slamming his stone-like structure into the floor below with enough force to make it sound thunderous.

Getting bored of the ordeal, I fired out another layer of my shield and flung them away, colliding with the surrounding walls. After everyone was done staring at the new additions to the wall decorations and had calmed down, I withdrew my shields from everyone surrounding me while lifting the floating vampires back to the ground.

Every vampire turned to face me after a moment's silence in an unusually slow way for us beings. I couldn't help but grin at the various expressions across the hall: Awe. Fear. Glee. Wariness. I needed to review what the definition of a 'small demonstration' entails.

Aro was the first to recover from his thoughts on my worthy performance, "You are...a treasure, my dear Annabelle. That display was absolutely remarkable and a most enjoyable one it was too. The power that you hold within you is simply, unbelievable. But of course, you have proven for it to be quite real." The floor suddenly became very interesting under all the compliments Aro was giving me. He said that I was a 'treasure', but I wasn't special like that, was I?

"Thank you for your very kind words, Aro. You are one of the first who is in the know about my...abilities as such," Now thinking about it, looking around the room, I only knew of Aro properly and Felix and Demetri a little. "If you would allow it, Aro, I wouldn't mind if I was introduced to your fellow company. After all I'm the one in the dark about who everyone is." Not an unreasonable request I should think.

Aro was all too quick to agree to this and began making introductions for everyone. Firstly, I was informed about the commonly known 'witch' twins, who were turned at only 14 years old and went by the names Jane and Alec. Jane was a tiny girl with platinum blonde hair that was long and wavy, and was braided to one side. She was slim and had an androgynous figure. Her wide-eyed, full-lipped face would make an angel look like a gargoyle. I found out that she had a gift too which gave her victim an intense pain illusion, thus incapacitating them...that's interesting.

Her twin, Alec – the vampire who had lunged at my back – had darker hair and his lips weren't as full but were just as lovely. He was known as Jane's antidote with his gift of sense deprivation. He could create a mist or fog which, upon contact with someone, paralyses them by cutting off whichever of their senses he desired. Unlike Jane's gift – which takes effect instantly and only with one person at a time – Alec's gift takes some time to creep up on his target but can allow it to affect multiple victims at time.

Next I was told more about Felix and Demetri. They both had slight olive complexions – it looked odd combined with their chalky pallor. Felix's black hair was cropped short, but Demetri's waved to his shoulders. Aro told me that Felix's strength and combat skills made up for his lack of a gift. Whereas with Demetri, he was known to be the best tracker in the world. He only needed to be in someone's presence and have made the slightest skin contact to get a 'taste' for their mind and then he would be able to find that person wherever they are in the world.

Aro introduced me to the other two leaders of the Volturi, along with all their wives. Sulpicia, Aro's wife, was a beautiful brunette and she had a special trait to be completely loyal to the right people. Now, Marcus was an interesting one; he appeared at Aro's side with his brown, shoulder-length hair and very graceful movements. He explained to me that he could see and read the strength of any emotional bonds of others and could also see the weaknesses too. He told me that he could see an old tie going from me to someone over a great distance but the weakness to it was that I believed the person to be dead or non-existent to me. That was strange but curious to hear. Marcus swiftly moved on to introducing his wife, Didyme, who had golden blonde curls which trailed down to her lower back. She had the power to inflict those around her with her aura of happiness.

Studying her face a little more, something suddenly clicked in my mind, "Aro? Is Didyme your biological sister, the girl from your memory?" She had to be; the more I looked the more they seem to be alike.

Aro grinned at my claim, "Yes, this is my beloved sister, Didyme. Cleverly spotted, Annabelle," I knew it! A blind man could see how much he adored her. I smile with triumph. "This makes Marcus my annoying brother-in-law." Both men chuckled at that.

The other leader, who went by the name Caius was an average built vampire with snow-white hair that was very close in colour to his skin tone. He didn't have a gift but carried an ambitious trait within him and was also an amazing strategist - so Aro said. His wife, Athenodora, appeared to be his perfect match but also contrasted him deeply. With her jet black hair that went longer beyond his shoulder-length style, she looked very elegant at his side.

A/N:

What did you like about this chapter?

Like how I kept Marcus' mate alive and how Caius isn't all horrible? Let me know.

Comments to Reviews from Chapter Six:

-0.0-MIDNIGHTROSE-0.0 - They were my thoughts exactly. I don't want her there that long as I want to write about her adventuring out and bringing in some new characters too.

- 2DamnFunky - I will try my best, don't want to rush it so the plot goes out the window...also I'm having to balance my school work with my writing as well. Love the enthusiasm by the way.

- edwards-girl-4-ever - Thank you, just thought it's a bit different. I hope my twists to the characters were appreciable.

- Narges - Annabelle needed to from being a child to being an adult overnight once both her parents were gone, just to survive the grown up world.