Breaking Dawn (chapter 19)Volturi

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Breaking Dawn (chapter 19)

Volturi


Eventually they arrived. At first it seemed only a gray unfocused cloud, black and white because of the snow. But after a few minutes they began to also glimpse their silhouettes.

I prayed that them not came. I prayed so much hoping for an error of assessment of the dwarf garden.

That crappy vampire ran away, taking with him his companion. Jacob was angry and Edward idiot to justify the gesture of her sister. That coward eventually proved not to hold at his family. And that stupid vampire made a comparison between them and us. His family does not impose anything, free will ... He deserves it to be left alone. He and his stupid army of leeches. He still hopes that you do not demigods fight, but from what little I've read in the mind from the my alpha, the Italian vampires only want one thing: power; and who the craving does not stop at nothing.

Sam is now deploying the his, but since some of us are not in his pack is forced to communicate his instructions directly to Jacob. Jake is fuming. It is with us but most likely will reach Renesmee. It's too hard for him to stay away from her. He lost in love of an baby. It's all so absurd.

Sam want me near. He will be afraid of my head shots. But should not be worried. The losers will be just me, not my cousin. I sigh and I start to look around the perimeter.

Vampires are already in position. At the forefront of the Cullens and the Denali. Bella is more back with her daughter and two leeches. A woman is a native of the Amazon. He has much tied with Renesmee to the delight of the my alpha. Those of Latin America are the only ones that do physically, not remind me of dummies, but can not stand the way they look at those of my breed. Actually all of them they think only that we of mangy dogs. Perhaps only the Cullens are slightly changed in relation to some of us.

Now the European leeches are not so indistinct and we also begin to advance. I can see some of them in the mind of Jake. They look like statues, cold as marble. Only the eyes of some of them have a special light, evil. They have different heights, but there is one that makes an impression. It is much taller than Sam and Jacob. His gaze. He can not wait to kill someone. Next to him instead there is a totally different bloodsucker. It is focused on us. It seems as he counts we. It must be what they call hound. One of the first to from kill. Three of them appear very distincts. Maybe they are the lords of Volterra. Two are very young while the other looks in his fifties. Not far away I see two very lows vampires as Alice. Only when they too are raised the hood I realize that them am have two kids in their early teens. I thought it was forbidden creating immortal children. Apparently even those who make the laws of the vampire

discarded whenever it is convenient.

I feel just the growl of Jacob. He is not happy with my thoughts. He knows I'm drawing a comparison between our world with them. I'm sorry Jake, but that's how things are.

In the end I see she, Irina and can not help but feel empathy for her and this becomes even angrier my alpha and Edward. Now both willingly they devour my heart, but it does not convenient them. They may die of poisoning.

Even leeches opponents observe us. Their expressions are indecipherable, but also seem interested by something. Or by someone.

All this reminds me of an immense game of chess. 'The whites move first with Dr. Cullen who is preparing to advance some case...' often played with my father, but now everything is different. If we lose, them really devour we.

I hear Sam grumbling. Struggling to hold off the young. Many children like my brother. All this is not right. If the Cullens plan goes up in smoke, them may die. Although they are very strong more of me, I am always of teenagers. Still eat bread and comics. Too impulsive to be able to stop someone who has more experience of them in combat.

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