WARNING: TORTURE AND DEATH. BEWARE MALE READERS: BELLA BASICALLY CRUSHES A PENIS TO A BLOODY MASS IN HER HAND. ALONG WITH MENTIONS OF RAPE AND MOLESTATION TOWARDS BOYS FROM CATHOLIC PRIESTS. DO NOT READ IF IT IS TRIGGERING.
Chapter Eighteen
The moment my heart stopped, and I was resurrected, I knew I would never regret becoming a vampire and deciding to become a mother at the same time.
If I hadn't moved to Forks and decided to have a relationship with the Cullens then I wouldn't have been upset after Edward Cullen had broken up with me. I wouldn't have gone up to Port Angeles during Halloween and run into the Volturi Guard while I had been ruthlessly murdering that homeless man. I wouldn't have met Aro, and eventually become impregnated by him.
My eyes slowly opened, and as they opened, I could hear conversations and sounds from the city around me outside of the castle. I could hear the small number of cars that were traveling through the skinny cobble streets, the sound of food sizzling as it was being cooked. Dogs and cats that were letting out their sounds, whether in happiness or displeasure. I could hear a numberless number of hearts that were beating, blood that was pumping deliciously.
"My darling girl, you're awake."
I sat straight up, my eyes landing on my mate.
Aro was sitting in a chair that was fit for a king, dressed in a white cotton blouse that was in the Victorian Era. Black dress pants that stuck to his legs, along with thigh high black boots that had slight heels to them. His black curls cascaded down to his hips and his crimson eyes were lined with charcoal. His crimson eyes were lit with a smoky seductiveness as though he was hoping I would decide to lunge at him and take him mercilessly.
"A-Aro."
I brought my hand up to place upon my neck, flinching from the intense heat that resided in my throat. I had always been a masochist, but this was a different pain than I was accustomed to. I tried to massage my throat, only to run to the corner of the room in a crouched manner when Aro came to the bed. I let out a loud hiss, despite the pain in my throat.
"My darling girl, I know that your throat is killing you. Let's get you something to drink and then we can go and see the twins. How does that sound?"
I nodded my head, not knowing how to process the emotions of invincibility and weakness at the same time. I felt as though I could do anything I wanted, and no one could stop me, but I also felt that I could break into a million pieces. I had never known what this would feel like, to wake up as a vampire, but I hated it instantly. I hated how this was what I was experiencing.
Aro held out his hand to me, palm upwards, and I slowly loosened myself up before straightening.
I went to him and placed my hand in his, the shock apparent on my face at how our skin was the same temperature. I barely was processing this before Aro molded his mouth upon mine and consumed all he could. He ran right hand through my hair, while his other hand was wrapped snugly around my waist to make sure I wouldn't be able to disappear from him.
He pulled away when my legs had become weak and jelly-like. He reached one of his hands up and ran the back of his fingers against the side of my face. I shivered uncontrollably from the sweetness he was giving me before he gently pulled away from me. I wanted to move forward and wrap my arms around him, for as I stood there, I realized there had been no true paranoia in me.
A floodgate of emotions had come over me, washing over me. It was this that I moved backwards with my hand over my mouth. Venom rose in my tear ducts. I didn't know how to process this clarity that I never felt before in my life. I had a name for the inability to form emotions towards people, but to know that I could actually feel like a normal person was more unnerving to me than when I had been diagnosed with P.P.D.
"Aro…it's gone. My disorder…it's gone. I can feel, truly feel. I don't know…"
I moved forward and wrapped my arms around him, and he held me in his arms.
He began to kiss me on the top of my head and rock me back and forth.
He held me until I slowly began to calm down, my body trembling some from all the emotions that were wrecking me. I pulled away a moment later and he rubbed his thumbs back and forth against my cheekbones. He kissed me on my forehead and wrapped one of his arms around my waist, deciding that it was best for us to slowly continue forward.
"Let's get you something to eat," Aro commented, earning a nod from me to let him know that I agreed with him. We left the bedroom behind us, my head turning and looking at the beauty around me and how everything was a thousand times more detailed than it ever had been when I was still human.
Aro led me down many corridors and many staircases once we left the tower, and I followed him without showing any emotion. I would show emotion when it was just me and the royal family, but I wouldn't show any emotion when I would be around my court and guards. The last thing they needed to know was that my disorder had eroded itself into nothingness.
There were two simple wooden doors, nothing that was important and as Aro opened them I swore if my heart still was beating it would have stopped. Tied to tables with their hands above their heads were Catholic Priests, still dressed in their holy garments. They were whispering with a fever, hoping that God would protect them. I merely craned my head to the side, my tongue coming out and licking my lips at the delicious sound of their blood swishing through their veins and their hearts.
"Aro…as much as I am pleased you had brought me some holy men to drink, but may I ask why you had chosen these three specifically?" I couldn't help but ask, the intrigue deep within my soft, siren-like voice.
"These men of God molested many boys and raped them when they attended their Catholic Schools. A Catholic school came and did a tour, and I was introducing myself to them undercover when I saw what they had done in the past. I knew it would be best if you would take care of them. So please, start when you want to. Do whatever you feel is best."
I brought my hand up and placed it on the side of his cheek, rubbing my thumb against his skin in a gentle manner. He leaned his head further against my face and seemed to almost purr at the sign of affection I had given him. I pulled my hand away from him and went forward, to the person that was in the middle of the three tables.
I placed my hand on the bottom of his left leg and slowly let it go forward, my fingernails dancing across the clothed fabric. The man shivered some from the cold fingers touching him, the coldness that probably seeped through the fabric and onto his leg. He knew it was better to not kick me since it would result in a lot worse of a torture for him.
"So, you like molesting and having sex with little boys, do you? A man of God? No, you are more attuned to the Devil than you are to God. I will make sure to take away something very precious from you."
My eyes flickered to his groin, enough for whatever blood that was in his face to be wiped clean, making his skin the color of a corpse. He shook his head rapidly. He kept repeating no, but I did not pay attention to him. I grabbed his length and without even having to do more than twitch my hand, I crushed it into a bloody mess. I smirked at the loud screech that came from the pain, and how his eyes rolled behind his back as he convulsed before succumbing to his injuries.
"Well, that was disappointing, I expected a little more from him than just that," I remarked before I brought my hand up and licked up all the blood that was flowing down my hand. Aro stood behind me, arousal apparent on his face yet he knew he would need to let me continue before he would celebrate with me.
The next holy man I went to was the one on the left, and instead of crushing his groin I went and placed my hand over where his heart was. I let my fingers place themselves hard enough on him that he couldn't even squirm due to my strength. I could hear his heart beating; I could almost taste the blood that was flowing through his veins. Then, before he could truly scream, I tore my hand through his weak muscle chest and yanked his heart out of him.
Turning to Aro, I motioned with my other hand for him to come forward.
He came towards me, as though I was the one who was controlling his entire immortality now and stopped in front of me. I put my hand under his chin and tipped his head upwards.
He didn't open his mouth as I placed the organ against his lips. I coated his lips with the man's blood and crushed the heart into a mess too, tossing it off in the distance. The organ hit the ground and created a little crater onto the stone floor.
I pressed my tongue against his lips and licked off the blood that was on his lips, arousal flowing through me at the taste of the dead man's blood. I pulled away when I was seconds away from wanting to rip his clothes off and instead took a step backwards. Aro reached his hand out to me, hoping he could lure me to him again, but I shook my head.
Going to the last and final man, I turned him around onto his back.
He went to kick me in the face, anywhere he could really, but his moves were sluggish compared to my speed.
I thought it was kind of pathetic at how he was trying to wiggle away from me.
I finally grabbed both of his legs and snapped them into two, making him howl as his legs fell limp against the table he was tied to. I ran my fingers against the mass of hair that was on his head before my hand went down to where the beginning of his spine was and yanked it out. I pulled, and pulled until his entire spine came out of his body, leaving just a lump of muscle along with the other bones in his body, with organs. He was nothing more than a blob of a human.
I drank his blood that was still seeping out of him, and then to the others, knowing that I was thirstier to see them crying out of pain than actually drinking them.
Before I could really move again, I was soon grabbed and thrown onto the ground.
My eyes went away from where the carcasses were on the table and let my eyes land on Aro above me. He growled and bent his head down, giving me a lude and dirty kiss that would make anyone want to look away in shock. His hands dug into the sides of my head, pulling me as close as he could so that he could delve his tongue deeper into the caverns of my mouth. His fingers were soon touching anything and everything that he could, all the skin he could find.
He pulled away from me and went to rip my dress off of me only for me to reach my hand up and place my hand against his chest. He couldn't move, apparently a newborn vampire had strength that no normal vampire could fight against.
It was the only thing that kept him from ripping both of our clothes off and fucking me brutally on the stone floor while there were corpses of the holy men on the tables above us. Not to say I didn't want this, oh I did, but I wasn't in the mood to have to go out of the room naked and let anyone other than him see me naked.
"After I see the twins, please. Both of them, I should say."
I still couldn't believe that not only did I have one set of twins, Alec and Jane, automatically when I came to the Volturi but now I had another pair of twins. My own flesh and blood, with Aro's venom of course, and they were going to be raised as little hellions. I was certain they were going to make sure to unleash hell on earth.
Aro looked a little put out on how he couldn't do anything with me, but I could tell he also wanted to be around Morticia and Apep.
He helped me up from the ground and dusted me off, there was some blood on me of course but I could get rid of the dress after I saw my babies. A little bit of blood never hurt anyone, especially when it came to everyone being vampires. It actually just cemented the bond between me and the family if anything, I had my first feeding and I was seeing my family still coated in the blood from my first successful feeding. I was one of them officially now.
Aro led me through the many corridors and stairs until we arrived at Alec and Jane's bedroom.
It made sense, since I knew there could be no one else than them I could trust to take care of Morticia and Apep. They would kill anyone who even thought to stand there longer than they needed to. No one would be allowed near the younger set of twins without being studied enough. The people would shift awkwardly and sometimes think twice about seeing the younger set of twins.
I opened the doors and walked into the one room and attached bathroom, noticing that Jane was sitting on the loveseat with both twins in her arms.
Alec was sitting next to her and playing with some of his twin's hair, smiling at the peaceful look upon Jane's face. I had never seen this type of peace on Jane's face, as though everything had finally come together. Everything was meant to be the way it was, even if it took over a thousand years for it to come true.
"Children, your mother is awake. Don't worry, she's fed."
I rolled my eyes at that comment, as though I was some house plant that got water or a family pet that had its food bowl refilled. I didn't care to think too much about it, instead I went forward to where my children were. I still couldn't believe I was a mother of four now, when in the past I never thought that I would become attached to someone enough to even date someone.
"Let me see my little Morticia and Apep."
Apep was handed to me first, and instead of looking like a newborn baby, he looked as though he was about two weeks old instead of not even a week. It would take only seven years for him and Morticia to age up to look twenty at the most. So, I would only get to hold him in my arms for so long, closer to my chest, before it would eventually go to where I could only hold them in my lap.
Apep had a look of boredom upon his face, but he also seemed content with being in my arms. He might have inherited the look both Aro and I gave to those who we believed were idiots, but instead of it being brief it seemed permanent on his face. His eyes just sucked you in too, having one brown and the other one being red.
I hugged him close to my chest, pressing my nose down and taking in his warmth, along with his natural scent. There was no mint scent that vampires had on him, which was faint on his sister, but it was complete spice. So many spices were threaded through his scent, I was certain if a human was holding him and could smell him, they would be sneezing from the scent. It was addicting to me, and I couldn't help but smile and feel tears gather in my eyes.
"You are my little hell boy, aren't you? Going to get into a lot of mischievous incidents with your big brother, aren't you?" I probed the baby, earning a stiff turn of the head from Apep as though letting me know there was no way he wouldn't cause mischief as the long-awaited prince to the Volturi and a crown jewel of our people.
I slowly handed him off to Aro, and I smirked when Apep reached one of his chubby fingers to take his father's hair in his little fist. Aro watched with intrigue and acted like he was hurt when Apep managed to lightly tug on the piece of hair, despite the fact that a normal full human baby wouldn't have been able to do it.
Then again, neither of my babies were normal and had normal strength. Who was to say a three-day old half vampire baby couldn't grip onto things?
Morticia was handed to me next, and she snuggled into my arms with a happiness and clinginess that I expected from her. She was fine with sitting in my arms as long as I wanted her in them. She was warm and sweet, and she would probably ask someone to jump off a cliff for her, to murder someone for her, and they would do so without any hesitation whatsoever. She could beat her eyes, give a soft smile, and talk in a gentle voice…then her prey would easily fall into her trap.
"My little demoness, I know that your sister will teach you the proper way to be a strong young woman. I'm sure that she will help you torture all the disgusting men in the world, to drink the blood of anyone who would cross you," I stated, earning a small smile from Jane (I knew she was probably thinking of an older version of Morticia).
I spent some time with all my twins, learning of things that had been happening when I had been going through the transformation.
There had been another tour that had happened during my transformation and the older twins had fed the babies some of the blood that had come from the tourists. Aro was given blood by Alec and Jane too, the older twins know that a mate had the right of claim to be the one who would take care of their transforming mate.
I went back up to the parlor room and happily greeted my sister and brother.
Athenodora hugged me tightly, though it felt like a light brush of skin touching silk. She pulled away a moment later, giving compliments to me about my beauty. She ushered Caius to come forward and held his hand as Caius gave me proper and appropriate compliments, welcoming me to the family officially and thankful that they wouldn't have to deal with another queen that would deviate from the family. I was here to stay; I would never leave.
After I had taken a bath and cleaned myself off, I peered at myself in the mirror.
My face was too perfect, too beautiful. Everything was symmetrical. My eyes were large and the brightest crimson I had ever seen, making me look even more inhuman. My curves were thick, thick enough I knew no mortal man would be able to look away from. My hair was in smooth waves that fell down my back, resting at the navel of my stomach.
I noted in the corner of my eye that Aro was slowly coming into the bathroom, naked like me, and without thinking I rushed forward and threw myself at him. We hit the wall behind us, making us go through the actual wall and hit the ground. Rubble and plaster were on the ground, and yet I couldn't help but let a large smile appear on my face. A maniac smile which would frighten anyone else out there but instead did the opposite for Aro.
We lost ourselves in our passion for each other, in our lust.
We were drinking from a cup filled with the most sinful aphrodisiacs.
There were indents on the floor from our wild mating, bite marks were on our skin from each other. When we came out of our lust, there were multiple things around us that were broken. Evident we had let the wild beasts contained us free.
Everything went fast forward after that.
One could find me always with Apep and Morticia, marveling at their quick development and how they were growing older than I could comprehend. Apep had hair that was turning to my color now, while Morticia kept the same black hair color as her father. They would have conversations with each other, not looking away from each other and it was with this I realized they were able to read each other's mind. They could turn and have full conversations with others around them, neither person would have to say something aloud.
Serena let us have a month with the twins before she came forward, smiling widely when she came across the twins sitting in their bedroom, which had been added to Aro and mine's bedroom. The colors were heavily gothic inspired, a combination of old school Dracula and Addams family. Red and black and purple with patterns that had floral vines. They were dressed in Gothic Lolita clothing, the frills and laces matching them perfectly.
The twins would sit facing her and would have full conversations with her, while she would have a notepad with her. She'd be writing down what their progress was, sometimes laughing at what was being said between them. She'd glance over at me and Aro, pride in her eyes, at how she had a client who had twins but also the said twins were Gifted.
It was during a slow time for tourists that I finally decided it was time for me to go onto that bonding trip with Alec and Jane. I made promises and I kept them, besides I was certain they would be happy to find out they had four grandchildren now instead of just two. They wouldn't have to worry about anything happening to them, they would be able to take care of themselves.
I checked my passport and all my information that was on the nightstand. I nodded my head, glad that everything was ready to go. We would have to use false documentation but how else would we be able to get out of the country? How else was I supposed to take Alec and Jane to meet Grandma Renee and Grandpa Phil?
Charlie should feel lucky he was able to not face the same meeting his ex-wife and her new husband did. I didn't feel anything towards Charlie, other than pity for him. I also couldn't help but feel he was already going through enough hell as it was, having me gone. He should feel lucky that I didn't feel any hatred or disappointment in him enough that I would want to kill him.
When I was human, I had been looking forward to the death of the Cullens, and promised to myself that I would end up killing them. I thought that with their death I would feel better, but to be honest they weren't worth any of my thoughts. They could exist the way they were, and they would be on their own path while I would be on mine.
Smoothing my hair down with my antique silver gilded hairbrush, I gave one last look at myself in the mirror. It would be warm down in Jacksonville, so I was wearing a dark green V-neck cashmere quarter sleeved that was very lightweight, dark washed jeans, and some ankle high boots. I slipped on a pair of black sunglasses over my inhuman eyes before going to where the twins were.
It was time to visit Renee and Phil.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: all that's left to write is the 'bonding trip' Bella has with Alec and Jane when it comes to Grandma Renee and Grandpa Phil. Along with the proposal/ wedding and coronation.
I hope that you've enjoyed the journey we have been on.
it's been a wild ride, for all of us.
as always: Twilight doesn't belong to me.
-it'semmynotemma
