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...
All of you know that I was changed long ago in the 1600's," Carlisle began. "In fact I was actually changed in 1600. My father was a religious extremist... a true bastard... I know that now. I also know that I tried to please him, although that was an impossibility.
I knew the night I was bitten that he'd be the first to betray me... so I hid myself in a potato cellar until I had completed the change. I now know that I too, made my share of mistakes...first draining the young girl who entered her father's potato cellar."
Carlisle heard the unbelieving gasps around the table. He looked at his distraught wife holding her hand tighter.
"Yes," Carlisle said turning from Esme to look at Jasper, "I made many mistakes during the beginning of my second life."
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Carlisle took a deep shuddering breath and continued, "I didn't want to murder anyone, I hated what I'd become. It is true what I told you before, that I discovered that I could survive on the blood of animals. I searched in vane for others of my kind, maybe they could show or teach me a way to not kill anybody.
My search took me away from England and to the main continent where I scoured the lands with my searching. I finally discovered a coven of vampires in Italy... you'd know them as the Volturi. They needed no help from me; in fact they did just the opposite trying to encourage me to drink the immortal drink.
Not all of the guard existed back then, but they were still incredibly strong. Aro had a personal slave that he kept constantly within his reach. She was incredibly beautiful, even for a vampire and strangely he kept her manacled and chained in a nearby chamber, which he visited often.
Then I noticed something incredible, Aro had the best of fruits and vegetables delivered to her chamber, as well as fresh water from the mountains. I began to think that Aro had found a cure, that's why he kept her imprisoned.
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Ten years went by with me seeing very little of Aro's slave girl, but finally my luck changed. There were twins that Aro wished to secure for his guard, he was waiting for them to get older, but something had changed. We all rushed away with him to secure what he wanted. He had also promised us an entire village...one huge blood feast.
I wanted it, although my diet mainly consisted of animal blood, I continued to lust for mortal human blood. However, my curiosity got the better of me and I turned and returned to Volturi, I had to speak to the strange vampire who'd been cured.
When I got back Aro's throne room was empty, with a huge stone blocking the chamber entrance. It was nothing for me to remove the stone and enter the chamber.
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The girl sat inside near a slit for a window. She still looked exactly the same when I first glimpsed her ten years ago. Long wavy mahogany hair hung past her slim waist in a thick braid, her white skin appeared opalescent; her emerald green eyes shone in a face I thought impossibly beautiful. She wore a simple white gown and smelled sweet as ambrosia.
I rushed to her in an instant, grabbing her arm and demanding her secret. I realized she didn't smell like a vampire or a human... and that I was hurting her with my strong grasp. But she seemed to calm herself as I released her, while her green eyes gazed into my amber-reddish eyes.
She ran a hand through my hair and stroked my cheek. Then she began singing...I can't explain the shock at the beauty, especially back then when we weren't jaded by cd's and blackberrys. I even heard a soft violin playing in the background as she ranged from soprano to alto back to soprano again.
But she couldn't talk... for the life of me I couldn't get her to speak. Her green eyes looked at me in alarm. She led me to the door and tried to move the huge stone back into place. It was then that I heard the guard returning, I quickly placed my hand on her cheek and sealed her back within her chamber.
Aro had returned with his beloved twins in triumph. I refused to let him touch me after that... fearful that I had discovered his secret.
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It was more than ten years later when they tracked down the vampire, Alexandra, a prophetess. They brought her in and her eyes were stone black. The Volturi tried to entice her with blood... men, women, children.. they tried it all but nothing worked. Alexandra had gone decades or more without blood...how she withstood it, I'll never know.
Alexandra wasn't exactly a prisoner, being allowed throughout Volturi, but the guard would be there if she placed one foot off Volturi soil. She rarely spoke to anyone, but I reluctantly approached her as she sat on a hill observing the rolling ocean.
Suddenly Alexandra shifted her gaze to me, and in a dry parched voice she said, "The girl's name is Helena...you must take her from here... and soon." I couldn't get anything else from her.
A few weeks later a distant coven was causing a ruckus, so the Volturi were off again. Except, I hid this time until the place was practically at a standstill. They'd taken just about everybody, but I was seen as unnecessary and strange so I managed to remain unnoticed. I removed the stone again and saw the unbelievably beautiful green-eyed Helena again for the third time.
Surprisingly, Helena began speaking to me in broken Italian. "Please don't leave," she then asked, "Are you going to help me?"
Helena was seated near the small slit of a window.
"Since when have you been speaking?" I asked her.
"Since you came that last time and gave me hope once more," Helena said, "I've been talking with Aro, trying to learn your language."
"Why me?" I asked her.
"Because, I don't think the Volturi would bother to track you...I think they'd easily forget about you since they don't seem to care much for you," Helena finished.
"Will you share your secret with me?" I asked Helena, "I don't want to be like this any more."
Helena's green eyes widened with surprise, then she nodded her head.
"This way," I began.
Helena lifted her manacled hands in answer.
I strode to her and tore the manacles into pieces.
"We must clean this area thoroughly," Helena said, "we must eliminate any trace that I was here."
When we had finished Helena looked towards me and seemed to concentrate and for a brief second I became disoriented.
"We must leave here at once!" Helena declared.
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I took Helena in my arms and ran like the wind with her heading for England again. It took us over a week to reach the English Channel since I had to stop every so often so she could eat, drink, and do other necessary things.
I stole a small boat and paddled it easily across the channel and soon we were in England again. The trip across the channel hadn't faired her well, so I scooped her up, and ran her to my old vacant home place. My father had died years ago and it was easy pretending to be a close relative of mine who had inherited the home. I mean...except for my eyes, I looked exactly like myself! I also became a master forger... it was necessary if Helena and I were going to attempt to blend in with human civilizaion.
That first night, I set a fire in the hearth for Helena to warm herself and then I asked her if she'd change me back.
It was then that she sorrowfully began to explain.
