Alec POV, Voulterra
I kept a mortal pace as i glided through the rainbow of colour that was the garden of the Volturi, the purity of the flowers in stark contrast to their owners.
It was these kind of things that kept my head in the right place, that reminded me of everything I had learnt in the last 200 or so years, and everything I hopelessly longed for. It was quite pathetic really.
My name is Alec, and I guess my surname could be counted as Voulturi. I am one of the most feared guard members, and my gift means that I have absolute power over my enemies. Same with my twin sister, Jane.
I was rudely snapped out of my trance by a loud cry of 'Alec!' from who I could tell was Felix, 'Aro requests your presence in the throne room immediately!' I sighed, knowing what this was going to be about. Lately, Aro had been obsessing over half breeds, mainly the Cullens spawn, Renesmee. I don't normally concern myself with such matters, hey, I work for two men with the names Aro and Caius, but honestly, Renesmee? Anyway enough with such childish, immature thoughts. My master required me, no matter wha the subect had to be.
I ran as fast as I could through the dusty yellow stone walled castle that I called home, into the regal, decievingly relaxing room where my masters conducted their 'work' from.
'Ah, Alec', Aro said, in the unnervingly cheerful coice he spoke in that never failed to send chills down the spine of even the hardest vampire on their first meeting with him. ' I have a little task for you'. This was not sounding good. My master is the most magnificent of our kind, a strong leader for our world, but he is also stark raving mad. Oh dear, he's touching my shoulder. He just heard that.
'Yes Alec, I did. However, your compliment most certainly out weighs the insult, so I'll pretend I didn't' he said, with what was a reassuring wink on the outside, on the surface reassuring, but something much different deep down.
Eager to change the subject, I asked 'what is my task master Aro?'
'I want you to go back to America, where the Cullens live, and find out the delightful Renesmee's daily routine, and how she handles life as a half blood.' Honestly, it's been seven years now. You'd think he'd be over it. But on the other hand, this is Aro.
So instead of protesting, I accepted my fate and said' yes master, of course'
'Very good. Ooh, and watch the shapeshifters as well and find out how the Cullens are on civil terms with them. An allegiance with more... local ones could prove useful in the future.'
'Naturally, I will do as you wish.'
'Good. You are dismissed.' He said with a nod that indicated that this perticular conversation had ended.
Unsurwe how to interpret this new news, I decided to go talk to the one person I know who has a definate opinion on everything. My sister, Jane.
I got to the big oak door with the letter 'J' carved into it around the symbol of the Volturi. I quickly and clearly tapped on the door three times. I heard movement, and the door opened to reveal my sister, standing upright and formal until she saw that it was me, when she changed her position to slouching, leanign into the doorframe. ' What's up with you.' She asked in her usual bold manner.
'Nice to see you too' I said smirking.' Anyway, I have some news. Aro is sending me away on a misson for a bit, to observe the Cullens', replying to her, albeit sarcastic, question.
'WHAT!' she exclaimes ' COME IN AND TALK TO ME NOW THIS IS HUUUUUUGGGGGGEEEEE!'
'I am aware of that, I did not need it yelled in my face thank you'
OH LOOSEN UP AND COME IN!'
I stepped into my sisters immaculate room, and sat on the dark sheeted bed.
'So what are your exact instructions?' She asked, antispiation and menace both clear in her eyes.
'Go to Forks and observe the Cullens, mainly the half breed and their relationship with the shapeshifters.' I replied in an emotionless voice, refusing to get csught up in my sisters flurry of exitement.
'Aro's up to something big! He always is when the Cullens are concerned' Jane babbled, ignoring my evident lack of enthusiasm. Missions had long since stopped being something to get excited about for me. I saw them more as a duty that I was (normally, although I don't think in this case it was quite the right worf to use) proud to do. I sat in their with my sister for hours as she revealed all of her sadistic thoughts and opinions on the Cullens coven, that I already had heard over a million times.
Aro told me that he had already contacted Carlisle and told him the arrangement. He wasn't thrilled about it, but Aro simply spun him the 'greater good' line and Carlisle came round. I think actually that he knew that was a load of crap, but like many others who knew Aro, decided that it was not a good idea to argue. I don't blame him, Aro's still arguing wth the Romainans 1,500 years sown the line!
As I was on the plane, I had the opperunity to replay in my head my last meeting with the Cullens. They were if nothing else, interesting. Their way of life was so different, so alien to ours in Voulterra that you would struggle to believe that we are the same species, and that my life and Calisle's actually began in quite a smilar way.
Bella, the one who had been the main topic of conversation months after she came to visit us as a human, had finally been changed, and had, it transpired, given birth to a half human half vampire baby, who had been the reason were there in the first place. As I wnet through it, I realized more and more how idiotic we had been. But naturally, this is not something that I can inform the Cullens of. The Volturi must be strong.
The palne landed after what seemed a mortal lifetime (I don't like aircrafts) and I tried to remmber the sents as I put in 3 layers of blue contact lenses and changed into 'American' clothes.
I walked, trying to avid as many people as possibel, until I hit the forsest, when i began to run, following my instincts. I was heading in the direction of the Cullen house when I picked up both a human and a vampire scent. Rensesmee.
Using my knowlefge of the Cullens, I guessed that she wouldn't be able to resist the scent of an unfamiliar vampire. I climbed into a tree, and waited for the cause of all this grief to come to me.
