Rowen is the elder more methodical and calculating half sister of Isabella swan.
While Bella was whisked away to live with her mom Reneé. Rowen stayed with her father in forks. She wasn't one to be easily held down.
That is until she meets her mate...
-Look forward, not back. Correct your course and go on. You can't undo yesterday's journey.-
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December 14th, 2006. Forks, Washington. Third-person pov.
Sweet melodic notes fluttered around the room, and every Cullen member listened intently as Renesmee played the piano. Her hands graced over the keys, the melody suddenly creating a tense atmosphere. Alice entered the room, holding a vase of freshly arranged flowers before a vision caused her to drop the vase.
*footsteps in the untouched crisp snow, cloaked figures drifted through the trees, a raven-haired woman with a cold expression and eyes merging crimson and amethyst.*
The sound of glass shattering silenced the room, Renesmee ceased her movements, the melody falling flat. Jasper raced to his mate's side, checking over her to make sure she was okay as she practically shook from her vision, the realisation of their actions weighing on her shoulders.
"The Volturi... they're coming for us... Aro, Caius, Marcus, the guard, Irina-"
Alice's voice broke, and her brows furrowed as she looked on at her family. Each expression unique, Renesmee was first to speak, upon hearing of the Volturi she knew one particular person would be with them, she was innocent in that she was but a child, unexposed to the evils of the world, but Bella didn't shield Renesmee from the queen, quite the opposite in fact. Both Bella and Charlie spoke with Renesmee in depth about her aunt, the girl finding that she had the urge to meet the famed Volturi queen. Renesmee saw Rowen as a symbol of independence, the former often felt suffocated by her family, and they were overprotective, particularly Jacob, who was always lingering around the house. Rowen however was her own person, she left home and moved to Rome at the age of eighteen, and when she eventually came back to forks, she was turned... Though no one knows exactly how Rowen earned her immortality, it was a running question throughout the covens, each one with their own opinions on how the queen came to be... she effectively appeared out of nowhere securing her throne within a year of her transformation. Not many saw her expose her powers for themselves however word travels and some were concerned that the queen was unpredictable enough, the events of the battle with the Romanians along with her undeniable brutality reached other covens within days of it taking place, not to mention that her powers only added to her strength and thus an unrest arose with the very people she ruled over.
"Will aunt Rowen be with them?" Renesmee's eyes lit up, excitement swirling in her chestnut brown irises. Edward had turned from his daughter to his wife who looked equally as surprised as the rest of the Cullens at the girl's sudden interest in her aunt. True say, Renesmee was fascinated with rowen, though she kept that to herself. Her ability to always want to be involved with discussions seemed to be a trait passed from her aunt... she had never met the woman, but the thought that Rowen wore the title of queen, elevated Renesmee.
