SM Owns the Twilight
Chapter 2. The pack survives.
"Renesmee!" A light tap on my shoulder got my attention to the cold hands of my father. I flinched away from his touch. This person used to be my hero once, but now, he is just one more face that I hated the most.
I said nothing and kept my face stern and lack of emotions because even though I can shield away my thoughts from him, he can easily read anyone inside out from their facial expression. Years of leaching around others mind and emotions give you something more than the natural abilities.
His face was a portrayal of agony. "Please, Ness! Come back home." He said. What a pathetic attempt. Does he think that I will come just by asking?
I crossed my arms over my chest as I waited him to continue but he said nothing else. I should have known that. What else he can say to redeem himself.
"You know Edward" I sneered. I failed to bit back the darkness in my voice. "If you don't have anything to say to me. Don't show me your face and ruin my day. AND NEVER EVER SAY THAT NAME AGAIN." I shouted but just for us to hear, but with enough loudness to make my point clear. No one can call me that. Only him.
His face turned pleading as he spoke. "Just tell me peanut! What can I do to make this right? I will do anything."
I snorted. Just like old time. A vampire never changes. But I am not a vampire. I grew and I learned; I learned not to trust a vampire, especially my father.
I looked dead into his eyes as I replied "There are some things that cannot be made right. Not by your endless supply of wealth. Or by your mind reading ability," I looked at the direction of his and mine makeshift family is standing. "Or by the blind support of your family." I ended the conversation and turned back on my heels. This place is nothing but a jerk up to me. Made me realize all the darkness that keep me consuming, no matter how fast I run.
I felt a single tear slid down my cheeks followed by one more with the realization that no one is going to wipe it out.
A laud clink on a glass brought everyone's attention to the higher ground on which Aro, Markus and Caius were standing; backed by their mates and some prominent member of the guard. All dressed in shiny new wardrobe designed for high class society.
"I am thankful to everyone coming here on my request." Aro addressed the bunch. "Nothing pleases me more! Than to see all of us. Standing together, even after centuries of struggle against these vile creatures." He gestured toward the beaten and brushed body of the Moon child.
"But no more, my friends. Our brave guard had hunted down every last bit of them." He claimed.
"Presented before all of you; is the last of them, and we all will witness the end of him and with that, end of the struggle that was between us, and them. For even before the time had started." He announced. Everyone greeted his announcement.
"Rex if you may?" He gestured towards him, the one I always dreaded to meet. My mate. The one biggest mistake of my life.
Rex moved to the side of moon child and uncuffed his hand. Only then I saw the spikes in the cufflinks stabbed in the wrist of the moon child. Blood seeping down from his wrist and on the floor of the white marble.
The Moon child opened his eyes for the first time and looked at Rex. And surprisingly, instead of begging for mercy. He smiled at him, rubbed his wrist and then drew his eyes towards all of us. His yellow of eyes still shinning, even after taking so much abuse. He let out a laugh, like he is witnessing a sight to adore instead of army of vampires, who want nothing but to see him dying a painful death.
His this reaction angered Rex more and with a flash I saw his knees contacting with his face and the moon child crashed backwards but instead of crying or screaming. He laughed. He literally laughed a heartfull.
His reaction has not gone unnoticed by Aro. I saw him gulp as if he needed that. He looked at the crowd and I saw his eyes moved for a second as he contemplated what to say and then he said.
"See for yourself by fellow vampires. Their kind doesn't feel pain. They are just beast who killed without hesitation. They are dangerous for not just exposing themselves but to expose our kind too. And in the era of science when humans are developing weapons that can destroy one of us. We can let that happen."
Everyone cheered after him and shouted. "Kill him." "End this forever." "Why is he still alive?"
Aro nodded to Rex, who was also listening to him and then he drew his favorite piece of work. A dog collar, armed with spikes that can penetrate stony skin of a vampire and a wolf's alike.
The same collar I saw at that dreadful day when I betrayed everyone who considered me a family. A memory of his face flashed through my mind and my knees almost buckled.
I was in my own world just like I have been these days when I heard Rex's velvety voice leased with menace. "You won't be laughing anytime soon after this, Dog!" he said and with a swift moment the collar found purchase of Moon child's neck. He howled like his kind.
Rex dragged him to the center of hall where a hook on the celling was placed just for the ritual of killing the moon child.
Tears welled up in my eyes as each step Rex's took, reminding me of my past. How he did that then. Every word. His last word still echoing inside my head. The hurt of betrayal in his eyes when he was going through all this.
Rex threw the titanium chain over the hook and pulled it enough for the Moon child to howl in agony and try to balance himself on knees. Every gash, every symbol of long torture is being displayed to the crowd. This is the end for him.
I closed my eyes. This is too much. Just like before. I should let myself be killed by them, instead of witnessing all this shit again and again. I opened my eyes because even when my eyes are closed, his face will never leave the sight.
My eyes fixed to Rex's face who was looking straight to me. Grinning ear to ear, seeing me like this, but his grin faded away as moon child spoke through the spikes digging inside his neck.
"You all are fools!" He laughed again. "You all enjoy torturing our kind too much. You didn't even noticed the dread you brought upon yourself." He spoke while trying to pull the collar away from his neck but failed. He cried in pain but his eyes never letting the shine go away.
He laughed again. "Something is coming, and you didn't even noticed it because of your pathetic smugness." He spoke, looking directly at Aro.
Aro face didn't change and he motioned to Rex to do what he was supposed to do. Rex nodded to Aro and again locking his eyes straight to mine as he pulled the chain.
The Moon child forced up on his and the spikes on the collar dug deep in his healing throat, making him clutch his neck but to no relief. He screamed in pain and blood started to drip down his naked chest, over the healing gashes of metal whipping.
Rex smiled at me. His red eyes shining in joy as he pulled again. This time the feet goes just a little bit over the floor.
The Crowd in the hall is cheering over the grunting and howling of moon child but the feeling I was having inside is not at all amusing.
The moon child started kicking his feet as Rex pulled again and started electrifying the chain with his electric powers. How can I forget his power! One of the jewel of Volturi Guard, the all mighty power of thunder; even rivaling Jane's power to inflict pain on his subject.
The moon child spat blood as he was being electrified and hanged simultaneously. If you think feeling of burning alive is painful; you can never comprehend the pain this can inflict.
The moon child turned around while wiggling to get free. As soon as his face come on sight. My own dark past came crashing. The brown his eyes flashing in front of my eyes. Pain and hurt and betrayal fogging his eyes, which held so much happiness once.
"Please." I whispered. "Don't hurt him." I breathed. A fraction of past which is still alive inside me that I relived again and again.
I felt the presence of my father behind me, but he is not the one who can comfort me. In fact, no one can. A hard sob came from my mouth and tears ran free. Some of the by stander gave me a worried look as to why I am not happy to witness killing of a beast.
I felt the darkness overcome me but then I heard the words that I haven't heard even sinceā¦..
"When the cold wind blew and the cold ones arrive. A lone wolf dies, but the pack survives." The moon child said while his blood drowned his own voice. But the message was clear. Edward stilled behind me, like moving will pain him physically. My breathing picked up as my heart beating faster than before.
My eyes goes straight to Rec. His grin dropped and the grip on the chain lessened instantly. The moon child's body slammed into floor with a loud thud and before my eyes can register, He was on his body; shaking him.
"What the hell you just said? Say it again Dog." He shouted on his face but gain no answer.
This non responsiveness fueled Rex's anger and he started pounding his face. No one in the crowd is cheering now, instead they all witnessing the madness of Rex as he punched a dead body to pulp.
Demetri came to Rex's side to take him away to save the guard from the embarrassment that he was causing. He tried to touch him but blown away by the thunder erupting from his body. Demetri's body flew backwards and slammed on marble wall, but not before sounds of explosions and wolves howling filled the air.
