Name: Final Victory.
Genre: *scratches head* Tragedy? With a sprinkle of horror?
Pairing: Aro/Bella
Rating: T
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
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My heart races as I make my way deeper into the forest. The misty path is barely visible in the moonlight night, a path which has now become familiar, at the end of which stands my worst nightmare, waiting for me to hand him what would make him the most powerful among his kind. Aro Volturi.
Clutching the old scroll tighter to my chest I make my way towards his house.
I reach the old cottage . Before I can knock, he opens the door and invites me in."Ah! Isabella...come in, sweet thing."
The house is dimly lit with two burning torches . I turn around to see that he has closed the door. My heart skips a beat in fear. He looks at me and smiles his evil smile, walking towards me. I have to force myself to not move away.
"Sit down my dear. Would you like some water to drink?" he asks, brushing some strands of my hair off my face.
His touch is repulsive.
Everything about him is.
He is a creature of the night, the worst of his kind.
"N-no, my lord. Thank you" I stutter, addressing him as he had asked me to.
"Don't be scared, my dear. I can never hurt something as pretty as you." He says in his centuries old accent. I want to get away from here quickly.
"I have brought it, my lord. If you accept it , I can return to my husband. " I hold the scroll towards him. But he doesn't take it. Instead, he starts laughing.
"Now,my dear, no need to hurry. I will accept it after you tell me the details."
"I..I did as I was told. I put that liquid you gave in the food. Once they fell asleep, I went to my father-in-law's old chamber, took this scroll and brought it to you." Tears well up in my eyes, blurring my sight. I had betrayed my family. But if I had not done so, he had promised to kill my husband.
"I have to leave now, my lord," I repeat, waiting for him to take the scroll.
"Leave? Yes you will leave. With me. We'll go together and I will give you a life that is every woman's dream. You will be my Queen. Would you like that my dear?" his words send a shiver down my spine. I start to move away . But he is faster. There is no way I can escape from him.
He catches me before I can run, holding me in his arms.
"You pr-promised me safety. You can't do this. Please, let me go." I beg, tears flowing down my cheeks.
"I am a man of my words , my dear. I promised you your husband's life for the scroll. And I have done that. I have been without a mate for centuries. And now, I wish to take you as my mate. I have already made the choice and the decision. Don't fight me, my love. I'll keep you happy. You will bear my children and we will have a family together. With the help of this scroll, we'll build the empire of night."
I can see the wicked want in his eyes as he whispers the words in my ear, my whole body trembling
"Now, let me show you the very first thing about me that will make you happy," he says, holding my gown. I can't let this happen. I struggle in his hold, trying to get away. He rips off the back of my gown, bearing my back.
I lose my balance but get out of his hold.
Clutching the remains to my chest, I run around. There on the wall, is an old sword. I quickly grab it.
He is right behind me. Laughing.
"You have a fire in you. I like that. But my love, do you really think a sword can cause me harm ?"
"It won't . You are a monster. I know that. And I will die before giving myself to some like you."
Without delay, I use all my strength and push the sword into my stomach. The pain consumes me, causing me to scream. But there is one more thing I have to do. I throw the forgotten scroll which was still in my hand towards the torch. It quickly catches fire and falls to the ground, burning.
The flames reflect in his eye along with horror, anger and pain.
I smile, taking in my last breath. I feel a sense of victory before the pain takes over and everything goes black as I feel the last drop of life leave my body.
My very last thought- I won against the monster.
A/N: This is the first thing I ever posted. Thank you jarms for encouraging me to write one :D
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