Fate

A CorruptedHeart Production

Renesmee Cullen/ Alec of the Volturi.

Name: Fate.

Fandom: Twilight.

Ship: Alec/Renesmee.

Rated: M.

Summary: The second adventure between the two star crossed lovers returns. Destined to be apart, yet willing to fight against anything to be with one another. Alec, slowly returning back into his old ways with his coven ventures to seek out this threat terrorising the vampire world. Little does he know he, and his love from Forks, are the very reason as to why these things are happening. Death, destruction and pain will all be put in place to keep these two apart. Will it work? Only time will tell. R&R.

A/N; Please note this is a sequel. To save yourself confusion, please read 'Destiny' before attempting to read this. Thank you for your time.

I do not own Twilight. If I did, Jacob wouldn't have sucked so much.

—xXx—

Chapter One: Masquerade.

04:37 am.

I couldn't remember the last time I had been so restless. Especially at this time. Usually, I'd be laying on the sofa; my legs up indulging myself in some old English literature. And I had been, over and over. Even though I had read them many times in the past. Why would I continue this facade cycle? Because she gave them to me. Three books I basically knew off by heart; and yet I was reading them over as if it were a drug. Knowing that she had touched them, that she had bought them for me. How someone could be so selfless towards a monster such as myself; I'd never understand. I was sent to her; to determine if she was suitable for living. Never would I have expected to become this infatuated with the half-breed. Hell, I myself was surprised when it became apparent I wasn't merely attracted to the girl; but I loved her. I adored her. I craved her. And to know she felt the same, that beautiful, most memorable night in the mountains when she finally admitted it; not just to me but to the room full of human's also. I never wanted to leave; actually... I'm surprised I did. It actually hurt how badly I wanted to turn around and rush back to her side; being without her... I felt odd. I felt strange, and I really didn't like it. There was only one other person I had felt like this with; and she wasn't so thrilled to learn there was another who possessed the same emotional tie as she did. Only the threat that there was something a whole lot stronger with the Cullen girl, the threat that I might actually about turn and leave her behind. I'd never do such a thing. I couldn't. As much as I wanted too; I belonged with my family; and she belonged with hers.

I could remember the pain like it were yesterday. The betrayal she had in her eyes, the terrifying thought that we might never see one another again. Honestly, that terrified me more than anything. I couldn't let that happen. I couldn't let her hurt due to that little possibility. So I, against all my morals, lied. I promised her I'd see her again. That I would stop at nothing until she and I were together again. It eased a little pain, from what I could tell in her eyes. But other than that. She herself wasn't the only one hurting. Probably every single one of her family hurt with the knowledge I, a monster, had taken away her innocence. I had stolen her heart, and she was most probably never willing to give it back. As much as it pained me to think such a thing; I hoped she did. Though I knew I myself was doomed to an eternity of remembering what that girl had made me feel; she could move on. She was smart, and Funny. She was beautiful and... Perfection. And boy would see that after five minutes with her. Damn, I had fallen for her the moment she had the audacity to call me 'Ally.' Renesmee had a life ahead of her, she had the chance to live without anymore interruptions from my coven. And I hoped, no I prayed; she took full advantage of that. Renesmee would forever be my sun, my moon and my stars; but this time apart would do her good. Would do us both good. She would move on.

Leaving her was harder than I expected, like I said. On arriving, I couldn't wait for the day I'd finally be returning back to my sisters side. Back to where I belonged. To my coven, and to the place I had grown to love. Volterra. My home. Sure, I'll admit, it was a little different from my small village within England and it did indeed take some time to adjust to living within a castle; being around people who respected you and actually wanted you there. After all Jane and I had grown up in a world of hate —not that that's any different now, however— towards us. Because we were different, we were strange. Being around other immortals who had time to talk to you... Who actually, might I say, enjoyed being in your presence was astonishing to me. Jane grew to adore it quickly. She was finally gaining the attention, the respect and the adoration she deserved from our fellow guard members. And I had grown, over time, to enjoy it also. Now however, I knew that my purpose in life wasn't just to serve Aro; or my coven. It was to love Renesmee until the end of time. Not only did I have to grow to deal with that and accept that there was a creature who had stolen my unbeating heart; but Jane did also. God, did she despise that! The long trip back to Volterra was one I'd never forget unfortunately. She looked at me as if I were a traitor! I suppose in some ways... I was. I had gone so long having Jane, thinking of Jane and only Jane. For her to know there was someone else...

We had grown apart. After the few words she spoke to me on the return trip back to Volterra. And might I add; they weren't very nice words. One's which I don't think would be a good idea to consider thinking of again. To sum it all up; she thought of me as scum, basically. Picking off at the lowest of the low, when there were 'better things I could be off doing.' Yes, Jane said something along those lines, but not. Her language surprised me, but I wasn't one to question it. Of course she would be mad with me. I had betrayed her, I had forgotten the point of my mission and I had been stupid enough to let the girl inside. But I didn't regret it; because with opening up to Renesmee... I finally understood why vampire's who had mates were always so... Complete. The immortal's that lived in our coven with their mates used to irritate me. But now I understood. And Jane hated it. Now.. Aro was the only thing Jane worshiped now. When it came to snipping her scissors around our family ties, something told me Jane wasn't so bothered about cutting me out completely. Perhaps I assumed, as her twin, she would forgive me for anything. Clearly, I was proven wrong. She barely even looked at me now; and I knew why. For all she saw in me now was complete and utter failure. Disgust even, and perhaps even a little disappointment. The last words Jane said to me were on the trip back to Volterra. And god, did they set me back a few steps. Because they were the truth.

"Aro's going to be interested in this story."

And wasn't my cunning little sister right? Jane was never wrong. The moment we returned; the moment my hand touched Aro's, he knew everything. That sick, twisted man entered my mind and saw every aspect of my devotions, my moments and my thrills with Renesmee. He, however, didn't show any emotion other than a sigh and a shake of the head. Besides that; Caius was furious with my choice. Claiming that I had let my 'teenage needs' corrupt my choice and I should go back and destroy them all. I was willing to put up a fight, but thankfully Aro hushed him before I had a chance. After all that... Things returned to normal. Other than the fact Felix kept calling me a 'sly dog.' Whatever that meant. For the smallest of times; I figured I was the laughing stalk of the entire Volturi. It lasted a few month's, then it died down. I suppose everyone figured if I had been so devoted to Renesmee I would have upped and ran to her by now. God, did I want to. But I made a promise to Jane oh so long ago. I promised I would be there for her, that it would be her and I until the end of time. And even if she did hate me now; I planned on keeping that promise.

I glanced to the clock again; 06:00 am.

Well, at least I was no longer in need of hiding away now. I hated mornings. If a vampire could detest anything more than my hatred of a new day beginings, I'd personally hand them an award. Each day that passed reminded them of how long their endless life had gone on. It was once said by a wise old immortal that some point in their lives; every vampire grows to wonder why they infact continue living this sham. Pretending not to exist, hiding within the shadows. Living a lie. Morning was said to bring happiness to the human race, the promise of a new day. A new start. It had been so long since I had sat and appreciated the morning air, or the gentle chirps from stirring birds. I had lost count of how many years it had been since I last enjoyed the morning. It was probably when...

No, you can't think of that Alec. Let her go.

The Volterra street's were slowly waking from their good nights rest. Stalls and shops opening down, while I sat like a stone; emotionless and carefree above in the towers of the Castle. Heidi would be out soon, I presumed. I could hear a coach three miles from the city, bringing in new meat that would die for a tour of our castle. Well, our last feed was around three days ago. I suppressed another sigh, moving my hand away and allowing the drapes to cover the window completely yet again. Crimson red eyes adjusted to the darkened surroundings, little specs of dust floated around my dorm, not that it really mattered. I hardly set foot in here anyway. It was only recently I had began to enter this part of the castle, finding myself a little book to read to pass the excruciating amount of time I had on my hands. Considering Jane's quaters was right next to mine and well... I doubted she wished to know I was just a punch through a wall away. I'd mainly rest up in the towers; close to where the leader's wives were kept. Sitting in an old, cold empty room with nothing but a wooden chair inside, at a window doing exactly what I was now. Sometimes, I would even reflect on the good ole' days. When the outbreak of immortal children happened. Those were some good times; when I finally got to use the full extent of my gift. Causing an entire village to fall like flies... How powerful I felt, and even more so when Aro looked at me with complete pride. That was the only thing I figured that was keeping me here, the fact Aro took pride in me. Something my own father never done, hell I was sure he had signed the parchment that ordered Jane and I to be burned at the steak. In ways I couldn't explain... Aro was like a father to me. A father to us both, to us all even. It wasn't possible that Aro used Chelsea's astonishing gift on me, for I had never questioned my loyalties to him until now. He wouldn't dare do that to me. This was just a phase, like the wise old immortal had said. Every vampire goes through a time when they question their existence. This was just... My time. Because I was enduring one of the most painful things known to the immortal race. Letting the one you love go.

My mind began to spiral to my sister, wondering exactly what she was up too on this pitiful morn. Not that she'd care I was thinking of her. It took only a second for my thoughts to be answered all on their own; causing trouble. As always. It was my own knowledge that Demetri and Felix had their time off also, so no doubt Jane was off pestering them since she no longer had time to sit with her brother. I pushed the thought away, moving my eyes towards the book laying on my lap. I suppose I could read it again, I had read it dozens of times before. Once more won't hurt...

Yes, it would. I can't subsided with my choices, no matter how bad I wanted too. If I was to ever get over Renesmee; I would have to set things back to the way they used to be. This meant sorting things out with Jane. If I were to ever get over my lost love; then Jane would be the only one to help me through. Pushing the book off my lap; I quickly stalked out of the dorm I had hidden myself inside and moved down the stone corridor. I would no longer mope around, or take the disapproving looks off the others. If I were to earn the respect I had gotten back, I'd have to become who I was. I was setting course to becoming Alec of the Volturi again. Black hearted, cold and merciless. Then Jane would accept me back into her life... I hoped.

I passed through each corridor; my eyes darkened ahead of me. Hastily turning when it was needed. If I knew Jane well enough, which I was sure of it, I knew exactly where she would be. She would be waiting. And as I came to the final set of stairs; my eyes spotted the two larger figures and the smaller one of my sister. Demetri and Felix were chatting away; Felix leaning against the wall as if it were comfortable. Idiot. Jane was listening, I could tell. Though; as I made an entrance the attention swept to me. The moron, otherwise known as Felix, made the first move.

"Oh, he lives!"

I shot him a glare, stopping in my strides at the bottom of the staircase. Jane cast me a glance, but quickly moved it away to stare ahead of her. As if I wasn't there. As if I didn't exist. Yes, it was harsh. But I didn't blame her. I couldn't blame her. I had betrayed her trust and her opinions of me. Letting myself fall for someone half-human... After what human's did to us? I should hate myself; hell I was sure there was a part of me that did. But I could not, no! Would not let this go on any further.

"I see your wise crack's haven't faltered, Felix." I spat, arching an eyebrow in his direction. He let out a scoff; not moving from his stance against the wall.

Demetri was the one to speak next. "We weren't expecting you in joining us today."

Made sense, considering the last time I had fed I had waited until Jane was finished before I made a move. Practically, I had avoided her all together; which she basically wanted anyway. I rolled my crimson eyes; my hands resting behind my back as Renesmee would call the 'soldier stance.'

"You don't expect me to allow you to receive the best choice first, do you?" I challenged, arching my own eyebrow questioningly towards them. Jane let out a surprising smirk, but other than that said nothing. Okay, Alec. Make your move. You have to try!

"Jane,"

The first time I had spoken to her in years. Yes. Years. I didn't know how many, nor did I care. Days blurred to me, but finally I had gotten a reaction out of my sister. Something which I needed. She glanced to me with a bored, 'I can't be dealing with you' look. I had a short pang of hurt hit though my chest. The days I thought Jane would never be cold towards me were over. That look, along with the many others she refused to give me, proved that she was indeed hurt by my actions. "May I have a word?"

"If you must." Her voice was toneless. Something she had never used on me before. It... Scared me, for some odd reason. Had I lost Jane forever?

"In private?" I ushered, my eyes flicking over to the two seemingly surprised vampire's watching. Seem'd they weren't expecting Jane to speak to me anytime soon either. Clarifying my statement even more. Jane wasn't just hurt. She was pissed.

She let out a small sigh, and moved past me quickly. Moving past Natalia, who was still alive. Sweet girl had done me the favor in sending a message to Jane; regardless as to how scared she was of my sister. I didn't falter in following after her. In fact, I rushed quickly to be by her side yet again.

"You have until the end of the corridor before I turn back, Alec. Make the time count."

Cold voice. I better start grovalling. Dear god, I was setting myself up to make myself look like an idiot! Where could I start? How could I at least show some sign of regret towards my actions to my sister... When I really wasn't. Not in the slightest. Jane couldn't know that, however. That would practically be me signing my own death certificate. Suppressing a sigh that wished to escape, I began where I believed would get at least a reasonable reaction from her. For, who knew Jane better than myself?

"I understand completely why you are upset with me, dear sister. Believe me, I wish I had saw sense sooner." Or don't believe me... "I had a moment of weakness, as we all do at some point. Being around a vulnerable young girl who was so inexperienced in heartache... How could I refuse the chance?"

Okay, I was playing up words. But the sad thing was... That is exactly how I used to be. Who I was before I had met Jane. I was a emotionless, uncaring, aloof douche who didn't care about what my actions could bring to others. If I had hurt them, so what? If I didn't, ditto. It was odd, reflecting on how I used to act, be and was now... For I was no longer that person, yet I longed to be. I wanted things to go back as they were, because before Renesmee, I had Jane. Now, I was left with neither.

Jane let out a small 'hmm' while she walked, I was keeping up rather easily, but made it seem I was making somewhat of an effort. I wasn't in the clear yet, anyone would be able to see that. "Continue, I'm intrigued."

I let out a small laugh, putting my hands behind my back once more. Jane's eyes flicked towards my stance, nodded and set her crimson slits ahead of her once again. Alright, a nod. That was again a start. I started, taking the silence as she was waiting. Well, clearly... She wasn't patient. She never had been.

"For the smallest moment, she reminded me of Grace and Lillianna. You know how those girls affected me, dear sister. How I craved them."

"Indeed, you were rather smitten with those two."

"Surely that is able to excuse my actions? A small moment of weakness, one that shan't be repeated."

"She has grown into her looks," Jane stated blandly, making a turn at the end of the corridor, like she had said. I turned also, keeping my stride in time with her. Jane's words were surprising, but I showed no emotion. If I did, she would know I was merely trying to get my way out of the pickle I was in.

"I thought so too, for a moment." I played again, reminding her of this 'weakness.' Honestly, I didn't usually like being thought as weak. I wasn't. The very opposite. Hell, I doubted I'd ever been considered weak before, but with these events, I had no choice. I had to please Jane, if I ever wished to be her brother again.

"Your teenage lust got the better of you, I understand that. Unlike myself, you weren't able to control them. But you've seen the error, and you're apologising.." She paused, turning her eyes to meet mine. "You are apologising, aren't you?"

I nodded instantly, my eyes boring into her own.

"Very well. You're forgiven. We can talk more about this after we dine. You may accompany me to my dorm once we are done, I have some information I wish to disclose."

"As you wish, sister."

Jane walked swiftly the rest of the way, Natalia greeted each of us as we passed. Demetri and Felix were still there, gazing at us with curiosity. Jane didn't spare them a second glance, she merely took a stance, high and proud as always, and said words I thought I'd never hear.

"He's finally back, boys."

And with that, her hand slid into mine. Within that moment, I finally felt home again. At one with myself, and my peers. I was Alec of the Volturi again. Finally.

—xXx—

Jane didn't waste time on feeding. I had a feeling it was because she seriously wished to tell my this information. Whatever it was, making Jane cut the torture she caused short; must be important. So, as soon as she was done. So was I. The slumped bodies around the marble floor were pulled into a pile for Felix and Demetri to dispose of. Heidi was already showing another tour group around. It was something we did...

We couldn't constantly kill those who took the tour, it would seem to suspicious. So we held real tours. of the lower part of the castle, of course. Our part, the upper decks on where we resided, were out of bounds. As highly as amusing as it would be to witness a human in Janes dorm, I doubted it would live long enough to know she had found them. Jane's dorm hadn't changed much from when I had last set eyes on it. A arched window, much like my own, clothed with a deep satin red drape, a dark sofa facing the fireplace that burned brightly, warming the room a little, and a large stack of a bookcase. Prime, cluttered with things she had collected over the years. Little ornaments, hourglasses, books. Nicknacks more or less. Jane was a collector. She secluded herself in memories of a kill, of a hunt, and of some other things. My favourite had to be, without a doubt, the apple preserved in the jar. Still ripe, red and firm from what it looked. It had been the apple she had thrown and knocked the professional singer out, which had resulted in me laughing so hard; I had almost torn a rib, if it were possible.

"Make yourself at home," Jane spoke removing the dark cloak and folding it over the sofa. Leaving her in the puffed out, dull dark dress she always wore. It had been a while since I saw that dress, seeing as she always wore her cloak everywhere else. I scoffed, pulling my own off and retired mine on top of hers.

"Don't I always?"

Jane rolled her blazing red eyes and took a seat on the chair. Leaving the sofa for myself. This way, she could have eye contact with me while disclosing the information. Resting myself down, I cleared my throat and leant myself back, doing as I had been instructed. "So, this information..." I lead, my head cocking to the side in curiosity.

"We have been keeping track of a number of events unfolding within Verona," huh... conscience? I think not... "A large number of people being found dead... Some going missing. Others giving statements of having seen 'red eyed demons.'" Jane quoted with her fingers, her crimson eyes rolling with her words. I frowned, unable to hint my interest in the subject. From the beginning, it screamed vampire. Any one of our kind would be able to tell that, but who would be stupid enough to do such a thing... Close to our coven? with the laws we have in place, I didn't ever think someone, or people, would be willing to even feed near our coven.

I leant forward, resting my elbow onto my knee, and my chin resting into my palm. Idly, I ran my tongue across my bottom lip, trying to see sense in what Jane was saying. It seemed she knew what I was doing, for she was watching. Waiting for some sort of conclusion. Admittedly, I was the more 'think things through' twin. Jane was merely wishing to see what I thought of the subject before she did anything rational. I knew, without a doubt, Jane's way of 'dealing' with this event would be to go see to the problem herself. For once, I didn't see any problem in her tactic of things. Death would be the penalty for such crimes anyway.

"Is Aro aware?" I quired, curling my forefinger under my bottom lip.

"Of course. Though, the current events are disclosed to the guard only. I'm unsure if he knows of them."

I pursed my lips once again, letting my eyes narrow slightly. "Have you considered dealing with the culprit yourself?"

Her lips twitched in the slightest. "I have," she paused. "I was with Demetri and Felix around two, perhaps three, weeks ago looking out. In hope to catch them - if there is more than one - redhanded."

"Did Demetri pick up the trail?"

"That's where it gets interesting, dear brother..."

"Interesting? How so?"

"Demetri picked up no trail... None whatsoever. He was bemused to say the least. Quite understandable."

"Mmm," I snuck in, nodding my head in the slightest. Honestly, it seemed all the more confusing. Demetri was the best tracker in the world, hence why he was a member of the Volturi. Aro never dared to surround himself with second bests. Demetri had managed to find any trail he came across. Any small scent, he could locate them within a matter of hours. Perhaps even sooner, if it was on a good day. He was always at his best, so no doubt coming to a place where this law breaker had without a doubt been, but finding no trail... It must have been frustrating. "Is aro aware of this information?"

"Indeed, Demetri informed him right away that he was unable to obtain a lead. Aro was confused, obviously."

"Mm." I noted, and Jane continued.

"But now things are in our hands."

Ah, that was odd. Usually, we followed out Aro's orders. For him to leave it to us? That never happened. Not in the history of Jane and myself being in the guard. Aro was the leader, he practically owned all. His law's where what kept peace in this world; never would I imagine him in giving us the free run of taking things into our own hands. Then again, all we knew was his ways. So, clearly, we'd do what he believed to be best.

"Do you have any theories as to why we're unable to track this being?"

Jane pursed her lips, shifting her still form in the seat. The first movement she gave within the five minutes we had been in this conversation. "It crossed my mind that either their older, know of our tactics of ways on how to deal with things and knows how to avoid us, or perhaps he or she is able to... Hide. Perhaps a gift."

Both seemed reasonable explanations. Whoever the culprit was, they were smart and seemed to know what they were doing. "Do you have any idea's on how to handle this problem, brother?"

The rush I felt hearing that word fall from her lips was unbelievable. If I hadn't believed I was accepted back into her books, then I was sure now. Things were as they were, and I'd make sure to keep them that way. Starting with this task. Whomever was causing such a stir for our coven would be dealt with.

"I believe we should take Demetri out once more, see if he's able to pick things up this time. If so, we take precautions with approaching this person. Clearly, they are aware of what they're doing and may be a danger." Jane scoffed on cue, like I knew she would. "Deal with it in the way we always do, and return home."

"And if he is unable to find a lead..." Jane queried.

"Then we take our time.." I paused, seeing the small crease between Jane's eyebrows grow. "We follow any leads we can get. If they are leaving bodies, and human's are going missing... Then we follow that trail, which will take us right to the culprit.." I nodded with a pause again.

"Hopefully." Jane and I spoke in sync, a small smile appearing on both our lips. I leant forward, pressing my hand onto her knee and gazing into her eyes.

"Don't fret, sister. We'll find this little problem." Giving a gentle squeeze, Jane's hand rested on top of mine while her smile grew even more.

"I'm glad you're back brother," her head tilted to the side in the smallest of movements. "I knew you'd see sense one day."

"All I needed was time, dear sister."

She twitched a smirk, twisting her face into seeming innocent yet amused. I let my hand fall while rising from the sofa. Her crimson eyes never failed to follow me to the door; where I pulled it open and took a step to leave. Her voice, however stopped me.

"Alec.." I peered over my shoulder to set my gaze into her, and arch my eyebrow. "Nevermind... Continue with your day." Jane seemed to pick her words, holding back for some odd reason. I deliberated asking what was bothering her, but if she was anything like the Jane I had known (which I believed she was. She never changed, there was no hope in that.) there was no point. Once Jane's mind was made, that was it. Set in stone. I gave a smile, and set on out; leaving my cloak behind for I presumed I'd be back eventually. Closing the door behind me, I let my eyes travel across the corridor in deliberation of which way I should begin my search for Demetri and Felix. The sooner we left to deal with this threat, the better. Besides, I believed Jane wanted to make Aro proud, so the sooner it happened... The better mood she would be in with me. Perhaps then I'd be able to truly prove myself to her. I'd done well, I believed. So far, I'd not thought of her. And I felt no allure to. Not with these things happening. Eventually, I'd be back into my usual routine in no time.

—xXx—

For once, the two moron's weren't together. Demetri was reading, which was a surprise and a half, in the library, and Felix was trying to pursue a relationship between Heidi and Demetri yet again. Well, as amusing as it was to see Felix try to play matchmaker, I had to break the little thing up. His presence was needed for a much more intellectual event. Besides, it was more than common knowledge there was a fling going on between the fisherwoman and the tracker anyhow. Their little 'meetups' during the night weren't what you'd class as 'quiet.' It was only a matter of time before it became official. Not that I minded in the slightest. Once it did become clear they were together, it would stop Demetri in his futile attempts in seducing my sister. It was hilarious to see him struggle with a response at her quick wit and threats, it irritated me to the point where I'd happily tear the older looking immortal apart. She was my sister, and to believe her to be doing such things with... Well, with Demetri... You could see my dilemma. There were no two other vampire's in this coven that I had to tolerate more. As respectable as Demetri could be at times... He still got on my nerves. Call me a hypocrite, for I had bedded something Jane despised more than anything. Well, half of what she despised more than anything. She didn't have to live with that thing. Whereas I? I had to see Demetri every moment of my existence. Jane was able to put what I did to the back of her mind, as if it never happened (much like I was trying to do myself) but I'd be reminded every time we went on a mission; and I'd witness those two together. Within touching distance. Just the mere thought of it was making me wish to throw up, if it were possible.

Felix followed me, in silence for once, though I could tell it was grating on him to wish to know what Jane and I had spoken about on our walk down the corridor. Demetri tagged along once we had found him, and Jane... Well, she was standing waiting at the throne room. She flashed me a smile as we slid our way around the corner towards her; her eyes defining all that I had missed. Mischief, pride and devilism. Home...

"You work quick, brother." Jane complemented, holding my cloak out in her hand for me to take. I did, but decided against putting it on. The simple black trousers, black shirt and purple velvet waist coat was enough for now. I'd cover myself once we were on our task. Demetri pulled the door open, his eyes sleeking over Jane as she passed on in. I didn't falter in giving him a glare. Let it slide... Let it slide...

Aro, Marcus and Caius were resting on the small table to the right to their thrones, skimming through books and deliberating. What over, I was unaware. "Master." Jane greeted, while I slid in beside her and pushed my lips. Finally adjusting back into my life with the Volturi. Being accepted back as a respected elder of the guard. With Jane once again on my side, I didn't believe there would be any more trouble with being a laughing stalk of this place. As fearful as the coven was of my anger, they were twice as much for Jane. Us together... Unstoppable. I hoped.

"Jane... Alec," Aro mused, not daring to glance up from the book he was reading. All I could take out was the words 'volume 11.0.' He had probably read through each and every volume. "What brings you to disturb our peace?"

"Forgive me, but myself, my brother, Demetri and Felix will be absent for a while. We've decided to retrace the problems in Verona."

Aro glanced up in that mere moment, Caius also. Marcus... Well, he was being Marcus. Bemused, bored and tired looking, almost. I ran my tongue across my lips idly while Aro placed a bookmark onto his page and turned to face us. "Continue.."

"A mere hour ago I informed my brother of this problem, and the best way it to take two ways. Allow Demetri to try and find a track yet again, if that fails then to follow the trail of events occurring."

Aro pursed his lips with Jane's words, his head tilting to the side in the slightest movements.

"And who's idea was this?"

"My brothers."

Aro''s eyes flicked to me, giving me the one over. I could see the disappointment in his eyes still; though it wasn't as large as it had been. Perhaps with him knowing Jane was putting it behind her, he could also. I'd prove myself to this coven yet again. Wasn't I doing so now already? By staying loyal to my coven, despite my hear belonging somewhere else? Granted, the empty place as to where my pendant had been proved to be some kind of questioning of my loyalty, but I understood that. But there had been other motives as to why I wanted Renesmee to have my pendant. If she were to ever come to any trouble with an immortal again, them seeing that pendant, specifically designed for the twins, for Jane and I shared the same design, they'd instantly regret causing trouble for her and back down. With Renesmee owning that pendant... She was safe. "You believe going over things would be wise?" He questioned me, and I cleared my throat quickly.

"Indeed, master. The culprit is shown to be somewhat smart. Jane had some interesting theories as to what they may be. Either possessing a gift that can somehow make them invisible to tracking." - Demetri gave a mere scoff, clearly still irritated he hadn't been able to pick up a scent. - "Or they know how we work, thus they must have been watching the Volturi for quite some time."

Aro ran his thumb across his lip in deliberation, while I took my usual 'soldier' stance. That never failed to make me wish to smile...

"They know how we work..." Aro repeated, his eyebrow kinking. "Do you believe it may be a coven we know?"

"Perhaps, master. It's very clear that the Romanian's are still sour to your battle so long ago, it is possible that they are merely testing our authority."

He didn't seem to like that way of thinking, but the thought of dealing with the two lone survivors of the Romanian coven appealed to him. However, I believed the thought crossed his mind that perhaps Stefan and Vladimir were no longer the two 'lone' vampire's anymore. It was highly likely that they were in the process of building their coven again, to try overtake the Volturi's ranks.

"Very well. I shall give you a mere week. Then, you return. If you find the culprit, bring them to me. If it's a gift, it may come to our benefit as a coven. If not, the crime as to what their committing should result in death. Proven to be a problem in coming here... Kill them instantly. If it indeed is the Romanian coven... Kill them. One week, do you understand?"

"Yes, master." I bowed, Jane sliding her hand into mine as I did.

"Perfect." Aro's attention shifted to Jane, his milky red eyes causing her to take a firm hold on my hand. Something was bothering her, no doubt. "I trust you told him?" Aro then queried, causing my eyebrows to crease. Told me? About this mission? Well... Obviously, otherwise I wouldn't be here explaining things, would I? Something told me that, that wasn't what Aro had meant. Something else entirely. Curiosity flared within me, and my eyes twisted to rest on my sister also. She was emotionless, just staring at her elder with respect and... Well, there seemed to be somewhat of a plea in her gaze. Pleading... For what?

"I haven't.." She mused, sounding ashamed. Ah, so it was something different. I turned my gaze back to Aro, who was grinning along with Caius. Though, the white haired leader was grinning more like the Cheshire cat than anything. Something wasn't right. Just the evil glint in his eyes... It knew it wasn't good, whatever it was.

"Pity," Aro mused, moving his eyes to met. He could probably sense I was interested in this. That I was practically pleading with my own eyes to know what he had to tell me. What Jane had failed in letting me know. Good or bad (which I believed it to be bad due to Caius's eyes gleaming) I wanted to know. "What is the month, Alec?"

I frowned in confusion, trying to come to terms with his question. "Master?"

"The month boy... Do you know?"

I shook my head. His smile only grew more, his leg crossing and his hands coming to cup in front of his face. "It's September 3rd, young one."

I was beyond confused by now...

"One week precisely, it will be September 10th." I didn't like where he was going with this. Not one bit. The date rung a bell, but I was unsure as to what. And then he said it. Causing my insides to twist, and my eyes to bulge probably.

"Renesmee's eighteenth birthday."

Oh dear lord. The girl was eighteen. It had only been a mere two years since I had last set eyes on her. Was he doing this to torture me? To test if I might have some compulsion to go visit the girl. I hadn't done so on her seventeenth. Not so much as a email, or a letter. I couldn't let myself do that. For I wanted her to get over me, much like I wanted myself to get over her also. I hadn't even looked at my email. Natalia had informed me when I returned I had a new email, and I knew instantly who it was from. It was still within my inbox, unopened. Along with more, I presumed.

I didn't know how to answer, so I merely nodded sharply as if I didn't care. Jane was too busy staring off into the front, but her grip in my hand was tight and unnerving.

"As I recall in your memory, you promised her to speak to me for an eighteenth birthday ball. A Venice masquerade ball."

"Not bad for a first timer, eh?" Renesmee boasted.

"Not bad at all," I repeated. "Perhaps, I can speak to Aro when I return to Italy and ask for a Masquerade ball to happen for a later birthday of yours. Then, you and I can dance to that."

"With other people? At the exact same time?" She blinked.

I nodded. "I don't see why not. I'm sure Aro would be thrilled."

"I'm sure my dad would be too," Renesmee stated sarcastically.

I smirked. "Your father wouldn't dream of turning down an invitation from the Volturi... That would be suicide,"

She rolled her eyes. "Alright then. It's on. My eighteenth. Promise?."

"Promise."

The vivid memory of being in her arms again, just in my touch invaded my mind. How I had promised her that, and meant it. Hell, I'd have promised her the sun and the moon, all because of how she made me feel. On the inside, as well as on the out. Setting my skin on fire, and my heart seem as though it was beating again. I'd have said anything, done anything to keep that girl happy. But promising her that... It was stupid. It was idiotic, for it was putting her life at risk. Being in the same room as the worlds most feared coven? As Aro, and the other leaders? Caius, who wanted her dead from the beginning? And worst of all... In Jane's eyesight. All hell would break loose, and I swore in that moment if I could sweat... I would be.

"You are a man of your word, are you not Alec?"

I really didn't like where this was going. I couldn't find words, nor could I find any sense of myself. I knew where this was going, and I wanted to object. I wanted to tell him all the wrong that could come of this, and yet I could barely move. Jane's grip tightened on my hand, but I didn't react. I was too starstruck, to frozen in time to consider moving, speaking or even think!

"Your week away will give me time in planning such a grand event." Aro paused, his left hand shifting out; Marcus idly picked a piece of paper up and rested it into his palm. There, Aro waved it out for me to take. But I was too frozen, still. "When you return, the ball shall be held. Perfect for you and the Cullen girls reunion, don't you think my boy?"

No. I didn't think! Was he insane?! How dangerous this could be! And personally, I knew the Cullen's would object to such a thing. But, when it came down to Aro's orders, no one refused. Not even the Cullen's had that power of self will. If Aro wished their presence, they'd come. No matter what. And that is what I feared. He pressed the paper out more, his eyes glaring at me to take it. As emotionally as ever, I took it.

"Read it, my boy. Take in the fine words of Natalia. The best receptionist we've had as of yet." He smirked, resting his hand onto the armrest. My eyes scanned him warily, before falling to the paper. Taking in it's olden set design. The paper was pressed, little designs in it's making. Pearl white, with golden edges - much like the diary I had given to her. I wondered if she still had it...

The words, carved in cursive, olden fashion stood out in bold. Catching all attention.

The Volturi invites you to celebrate the 18th birthday of

RENESMEE CARLIE CULLEN.

The event shall be held on the 10th of September of this year at Volterra castle. All participants receiving this invitation are obligated to come, as of orders from Aro. Failure to do so shall be punished. The celebration will consist of dancing the ITALIAN VIENNESE WALTZ, and are expected to show light of the theme. Dress as you would have all those years ago. The Volturi welcome you to their home, their city, and their culture.

This invitation is intended for vampires, as a side note. There will be human's at this event; as requested from your leader. Close friends of Renesmee, whom do not know of our kind. You're expected to feed well before arriving, and be on your best behaviour. Contact lenses would be preferred, however it is entirely your choice. We all remember just how strange the Venice masquerade balls could get. Mask's will be available at the event, but it is pressed you bring your own outfits. The full weekend will consist to celebrating the life of this remarkable girl; so all attending will be staying within the Volturi castle; under close protection and constant observation from the Volturi's guard.

We look forward to seeing you on the date.

Yours sincerely,

THE VOLTURI.

He could not serious. Each word that I read continued to twist, and stab, and yank at my insides. Not only would it be the Cullen's present, but the whole of the vampire world? Had Aro lost his mind? Seeing the invitation for myself, I believed anything was possible. It was well written, giving out severe order as to what was to happen. No choice at all. Whoever received this letter would have to attend, with no questions asked. My eyes moved back upward to my master, whom was grinning with malicious intent.

"Is this the first copy, master?"

"Oh heavens no. This is merely the copy I am sending to the Cullen's. On the back, a personalized note on how forward we all are to reunite you and your Juliet once again."

My jaw clenched unintentionally, mentally kicking myself for allowing this man into my head to see all that Renesmee and I had lived through. It wasn't that he should have been paying attention to. I was my choice in allowing them to live, for there was no threat. Granted, he had kept to his word and not bothered the Cullen's since; but this was without a doubt a way of meddling. He wanted something, and I could see it within his eyes. What I could also see, was he knew exactly I knew he was up to something. He spared no time in answering my unspoken thoughts, however.

"As you expect, your shenanigans with the young hybrid was disappointing to us, Alec. We expected better of you, hence why you were put up for that task. Your actions were what would have expected from Demetri." Aro's eyes moved to behind me, probably to the male he was speaking about. The small riffle in the air was Demetri bowing his head, no doubt. "But within time, we have seen light in your little union with the girl."

"Light, master?" I questioned, before I could even stop myself. Aro's lips curved even more, as did Caius's.

"I have wanted Edward and Alice in this coven for quite some time."

Well, that was an understatement. He had wanted them on from the moment he learnt of their gifts. The ability to read others minds, see what they were wishing to do. It would cease to make Jane's way of interrogating any problems happen, for all they would need to do is show some worry that they'd be caught.. And well, that would be it. And with Alice? Our coven would be protected by any problems what would come to happen. All in all, the reasons as to why Aro wanted these two were understandable. With those two on in our coven, we would literally be unstoppable. We had done well with Jane and I inflicting fear into the citizen's of the vampire words souls, but also adding protective barriers?

"With your union to this girl, she practically begged to join you here... With us."

Oh no. Oh god no. Over. My. Dead. Body. My eyes probably gave away my thoughts, for Aro chuckled, raising from the chair and placing a hand onto my shoulder. His silk like black hair falling like a waterfall effortless around his shoulders. "No need to worry, my boy. I don't wish to force this life on them. Merely give them all the option. They wish to keep the child happy, and if her only way of being happy is with you... Then they'd be obligated in letting her be here with her one true love." The last few words, he let them roll from his tongue as if he were mocking me. I believed he was, without a doubt.

"With all do respect, Aro.. They wouldn't allow her to be here with us without them." I stated, and his eyes sparked.

"Exactly."

Dear lord...

A/N:

Hello strangers... Remember me? I hope so, because THEY'RE BACK.

That's right. After a long, long, long, long time debating... I've finally decided it's time to get this sequel up and running again. We all need our daily dose of Reneslec, huh? Instead of giving this a 'new story' thing, I've decided to merely keep the two stories together. That way, it'll be easy to keep track of reviews, and if you can't remember something; instead of going back to Destiny's fic and finding it, all you need to do is go back a few chapters. I know, when did I get so smart? ;3

How have you guys been, anyway? I hope all is well. Thanks to the many people to PM'd me to ask if this sequel was going to happen. And like I promised... Here it is.

But a shoutout to OCDTwiNerd666. Without their little message, I don't think I would have stayed up half the night to get this finished. Though all of your encouragement has been taken under consideration (severly). I thank you all, and I guess here comes that time again where I believe I'm nagging. Review? ;D

Lemme know what you think/if I should continue, and I hope you enjoy this second instalment of the Destiny saga. Got a ring to it, eh? ;D

OH. And you guessed right. The magority of this will be written in Alec's point of view. Which means a lot of Jane goodness, along with what he thinks of his little Juliet. Seeing as he promised for the 18th, it's only natural he keeps to it. He is, after all, a man of his word (even though he was going to break it.)

Sinister thoughts on Aro, anyone?

Oh, and what did we all think of Breaking Dawn part two? Anyone else cry like a bitch when Alec died in the vision? No? Just me? Oh well then... XD

Don't forget to review.

-C.H