Twilight Fanfic Tear-Jerker. It's been about fifty years since the Cullen's separated and left Forks. Now they are returning to their old home to live as a family again. But something has changed. A mystery seems to unravel before their own eyes. Th...
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THE ESCAPE OF CARLISLE, CHRISTOPHER & CANTOR
I left the throne room full of vampires and went to one of the lower chamber rooms to relieve my anger. I wasn't in any pain... not in the least. But I didn't know how to rescue my son and exact my revenge with only one arm.
However, something truly bizarre happened the next day. I had left the lower chamber and was headed to the throne room so I could beg the three asses to allow me to see my son.
Before I could get there, I ran into Demetri who asked, "Carlisle, what happened to your arm?"
Demetri had witnessed the severing of my arm...he should be aware of that. Suddenly it hit me...Christopher had created another mental barrier wall. I must hurry because I knew it wouldn't last.
I put on a gray Volturi robe and tried to fashion it so my missing arm would go unnoticed.
I went to the market and stole several platefuls of vegetables and fruits. I returned to the castle and made my way to the throne room with a plateful of various vegetable and fruits.
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When I got to the throne room only Marcus was at his throne...he looked bored as he always did. As I passed through nobody seemed to remember the recent past.
The Volturi were remembering me from long ago when I first came here...I couldn't help but laugh. The moronic dolts thought that I was actually one of them for the time being.
I casually told Marcus that I had been ordered to take food to the Minstrel. Marcus didn't look up or speak, but motioned for me to go on ahead.
I removed the huge stone that blocked the chamber entrance and entered. Once inside, I resealed the door. I looked around but only saw Cantor....his violet eyes agape in wonder.
"Where's Christopher?" I quickly asked Cantor.
I suddenly heard a noise and Christopher crawled from beneath the cot.
"I'm sorry I had to hide, Father, but the Volturi don't remember me at the moment. I was able to create another memory wall...but I don't know how long it will last," Christopher told me.
Christopher went back under the cot and pulled out my right arm and laid it on top of the cot... I could see my fingers and hand twitching and moving.
I quickly removed my robe and shirt. I then took my severed arm off the cot and began coating the torn end with my venom. I then reattached my arm to my shoulder...it stayed put like I knew it would.
Within minutes, my right arm was almost as good as new...I just had a small line showing where the arm had been reattached. I knew in time the line would eventually fade away.
I put the gray Volturi robe back on...and then I removed the chains from both my son and from Cantor.
"Should we try to leave through the secret entrance?" I asked.
Christopher only answered by looking at Cantor.
Finally Cantor said, "I don't think that's a good idea. We would have to go by a myriad of vampires if we went that way...and there are no windows because that corridor doesn't have a wall that faces outside."
I looked at the slit of a window inside Cantor's small prison chamber.
"We're three stories up...I can easily make the jump...but I'd have to carry you both in my arms if we're all going to make it." I warned.
Christopher seemed pretty sold on the idea...however it was obvious that Cantor didn't want me to lay one finger on him.
Christopher looked into Cantor's violet eyes and said, "Cantor...you have to...we have no other choice."
Cantor finally sighed and reluctantly agreed.
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I went to the narrow window and carefully began removing stones to enlarge its opening. Once I had it wide enough, I took Christopher in my right arm... I held out my left to Cantor...who very reluctantly allowed me to gather him in my left arm. Then I jumped the three stories down onto the cobblestone ground.
It was a synch...I've had to jump further than that distance many times before. However, I knew that both Christopher and Cantor would have bruises, despite the fact that I tried to absorb the jolt from the landing.
I still held Christopher but Cantor insisted I release him so he could run for himself. I reluctantly put him down because I knew that he would slow us down.
We had just escaped Volturi soil when Christopher winced in my arms.
"What's wrong?" I asked him.
"My wall's down...the Volturi know...and they're coming!" Christopher warned with a frightened whisper.
I could tell that Cantor was getting tired...but we could NOT stop running at this point. It was too dangerous.
Suddenly something hit me with such an impact that I fell to the ground...releasing Christopher from my arms.
I looked to my left and Christopher was safe...he was attempting to stand up on the soft grass where he landed.
Unfortunately, to my right stood Heathcliffe. The huge vampire had grabbed Cantor by his hair and was holding him several inches off the ground.
A cruel laugh began to emanate from Heathcliffe's throat.
"Make one false move...and I'll kill this Singer!" Heathcliffe warned as he licked Cantor's throat.
Cantor looked utterly disgusted and repulsed.
"In fact, I may do it anyway since he tastes so good!" the huge hulking vampire stated.
A low growl came from deep within Heathcliffe's throat as he snarled and his upper lip curled upward, revealing glistening white perfect, razor-sharp teeth.
Suddenly Heathcliffe was headless. Both Cantor and Heathcliffe's headless corpse fell to the ground.
I got up from the ground in shock and wonder. It was then that I saw Felix with Heathcliffe's head in his hand.
I rushed over to Christopher and picked him up...then I was at Cantor's side in seconds.
Felix dropped Heathcliffe's head on the ground and approached us.
Felix nodded towards Cantor and said, "Get Cantor the hell out of here!...And if he's ever caught again...I'll personally destroy you myself!"
Felix reached out a hand slowly towards Cantor...almost as if to stroke the Singer's hair. However Cantor would have none of it and quickly backed away.
Felix just held his hand in midair for a second and said to me, "You better make this worthwhile, Carlisle. Once Aro finds out what I've done, he'll punish me ruthlessly."
I nodded to him and the three of us were off again.
As I ran, I wondered at Felix's behavior. He was ruthlessly evil...I knew that was a fact. Why did he do what he did? Had he developed a type of love for his own son over the years? It was a mystery that I would never solve.
