AN: Um… opps? It's been a REALLY long time since I've updated, but I do have a reason. After homecoming (the last time I posted a chapter for this) a 'friend' started to treat me like crap. That led me to the conclusion that she was using me the whole time. So then it just kept spiraling out of control. Even now, 6 months later, I'm still dealing with this… heck 2 days ago her mother felt the need to call me while I was at school and leave a message at the home phone. This whole ordeal has messed with me so much that it's been difficult for me to update some of my stories that I started at the beginning of the whole mess. *Sigh* And then there was homework, soccer games, and other stuff all piled on top. Fun right? Well none of you want to hear that so I'll shut up and give you your chapter.
Chapter 2: Damn You Aro
As soon as the plane landed in Port Angeles I was striding down the aisle, grateful to get away from all of the stupid humans. The guy next to me on the flight kept trying to hit on me. Ewwwww.
I grabbed my 4 suitcases easily and continued out of the airport, quickly finding the car that Aro had sent over for me quite a while ago. Throwing the suitcases easily into the trunk, I sighed. What good was freedom if I had to kill vampires to get it? From all of the information Aro had given me on the Cullens, it seemed more like I was killing for Aro's jealousy than because of a threat.
Aro was jealous of the bond that Carlisle had formed with his coven, one so much stronger than the fear and the power that bound the Volturi guard together. Carlisle Cullen's family was inseparable. Aro badly wanted the mind reader and the one who could see the future, along with her mate that could feel and manipulate emotions.
I contemplated this further, becoming more and more intrigued by this coven that was considered a family. I had been despised at Volterra by so many because my irregular diet that Aro couldn't 'fix'. Human blood was repulsive, and no amount of torture could make me take a human's life for no reason.
Damn Aro, I thought bitterly. I wasn't like the rest of the Volturi guard that jumped at the chance to kill at every opportunity. But he knew that I could lift the mental shield that barricaded my mind, he had beaten me until I could. So many threats had been thrown at me, and so many punishments that I had no choice but to lift the barricade from my mind every time I returned to the Volturi; Aro's way of making sure that I killed the victims that I was sent after.
I pulled up to my new, temporary house that Aro had bought so that I would be able to interact with the Cullens. School, I thought and shuddered. Aro had the nerve to sign me up for school so that I could 'keep my eye on the Cullens' nearly all the time. Then again, maybe high school would help me pass the endless time ahead of me and temporarily distract me from the task at hand.
As soon as I was done unloading and unpacking all of my things, I headed out for a quick hunt. As I slipped soundlessly through the dark forest, I was hit with the strong scent of another vampire. I nearly stumbled in shock, but instead slowed my pace to a walk, wondering whether or not this was one of the Cullens. I didn't have to wait long.
I was hit from the right and a large crash echoed through the forest. I was pinned to the ground for a moment before my Volturi training kicked in and I flung him off easily. He landed in the crouch and I got my first look at him. It was a LARGE male vampire, even larger than Felix.
The brown hair on his head was wild, sticking out in numerous directions with leaves and twigs stuck in it. A blonde vampire emerged behind him. Her beauty was obvious in the way she held herself, and in the long blonde hair that hung well past her shoulders.
She too slipped into a crouch though I hopped up from the ground and stood straight, in a less aggressive posture than the ones that they had taken. They both straightened slightly when they noticed that though my eyes were relatively dark, they were tinged with the same topaz as their own eyes.
"Who are you?" The blonde asked her voice slightly vicious.
"Isabella Swan," I said, using my long lost last name. "And you?" I asked politely though I already had a pretty good idea of who they were.
"Rosalie and Emmett Cullen," she replied warily.
"It's nice to meet you. I've never met others like me before," I said. True… I hadn't. But I did know of both their coven and the coven that lived up in Alaska.
The male, Emmett, seemed to think that I was okay. "We only know of one other coven. There are 5 others in our coven. Well… the coven we're a part of."
"Really?" I let my eyes open in shock though I already knew that bit of information.
"Yes," Emmett said slowly. Then his eyes lit up as he came up with an idea. "Would you like to come back to our house and meet the rest?"
"Sure!" I replied enthusiastically though in truth I was dreading meeting all of the people that I was supposed to kill. After I quickly caught a deer to satiate my thirst temporarily, we headed towards the Cullen's household.
The house was extremely large, more of a mansion. With as long as this coven had been around, they probably had a bunch of houses around the country.
As we entered the house, I saw 5 vampires sitting patiently on the couch. "BELLA!" Alice said while jumping off the couch. Damn it, I already knew their names because of Aro. Couldn't I do anything normally anymore?
"Um… hi?" I said uncertainly as she hugged me. Why did I have to kill her eventually? She was so nice… though she was slightly creepy.
"Alive, don't scare her away!" The mother figure reprimanded her. That must be Esme. Alice laughed but released me anyways.
The oldest male, Carlisle, stepped closer towards me and held out his hand. I shook it politely. "I'm Carlisle Cullen, and this is Esme, Jasper, Alice, Edward, and Rosalie and Emmett whom you've already met."
The only thing that I could think of that moment was this: Damn you Aro.
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AN: So there you go! It's long! YIPPEE!! Wow that took forever to type. Please review! I promise I'll try to be better about updating.
