The Forgotten Child-Twilight

Chapter 19 - Part 2

Cantor

One evening, we glutted ourselves on a group of peasants brought to us by the Volturi guard (the guys had to do something to stay busy).

I followed the huge lummox called Heathcliff into another room where he would wait until his masters' call.

I had to ingratiate myself with the big oaf; I just wasn't sure how to do it. Suddenly an idea came to me. I quickly left Volturi and rushed to the nearby town of Lucca, where I snagged a lovely young shepherdess guarding her herd of sheep.

"Ha ha!" I laughed to myself; the wolves were after her tonight, not her sheep!

I returned to Volturi with her in no time and entered the vacant room where Heathcliff stood. Heathcliff's eyebrows raised in confusion.

"Oh," I told him, "I thought we'd both share in some delicious shepherd's pie tonight for dessert."

The huge ox of a vampire grinned a toothy smile and we dug in ignoring the girl's hideous screams. After we had drained her, I took her body and added it to the huge pile of dead human bodies that were destined to be burned.

I quickly returned to the well-satisfied Heathcliff and stood beside him in the near empty room.

"So...who is the boy?" I asked Heathcliff.

Heathcliff gave me a sideways glance and said quietly, "He's a slave... he had escaped many years ago."

I glanced back at Heathcliff and mumbled, "He's almost too beautiful to be human and his voice is the most exquisite thing that I've ever heard."

I continued, asking Heathcliff. "Does the boy have a name?"

Heathcliff shrugged his shoulders and said, "Felix makes us call the boy 'Cantor.'

"What is he and where did he come from?" I further inquired of Heathcliff.

"That's none of your damn business!" Heathcliff spat out to me.

I thought about taking a different approach to this and whispered, "Well...I completely understand if you don't know. It's probably something better left between Aro and Demetri," I snidely replied to Heathcliff.

Heathcliff smiled and said to me, "You can just call the boy 'Cantor.' He comes from a people that we call Singers. That's usually what we call them all, as well as for their puny green-eyed race."

Heathcliff then told me, "Aro had captured the boy's mother ages ago. He actually bred the boy so he would have another in case something happened to the boy's mother," he confided to me.

I struggled to keep the shock from my face.

"How did you discover this?" I asked him carefully.

Heathcliff smiled at me and said, "Because Aro ordered Felix to have relations with the woman...he's the boy's father although Aro wants it secret," Heathcliff finished with a wink.

"That's impossible?" I stated to Heathcliff truly shocked.

"That's what everyone thinks," Heathcliff said tapping his temple, but apparently Singers can reproduce with vampires."

"I didn't know vampires could sexually reproduce." I lied to him.

"We can't with each other, I don't know why, but we can with the race of Singers," Heathcliff confessed.

"However these 'Singers' only birth more Singers, never vampires," Heathcliff confided to me.

"It must be extremely difficult to have a physical union with a 'Singer' and not kill it," I falsely confided back to Heathcliff.