WARNING: This is a very old story, written over a long period of time so it isn't the best and it has discrepancies but I wanted to keep it up as it shows my writing development. Thank you.
Who would ever have guessed that the sister of Isabella Sw...
Warning: this story is unedited and written when I was younger so it's definitely not perfect in any way and has many plot holes. Regardless, I hope you enjoy it.
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The world glinted within her eyes, the happiness radiating around her presence, she was pure happiness, she was pure perfection, she was everything everyone wanted to be. She was Attarah Swan.
Attarah stood beside the window of her small room, her green gaze transfixed on the murky glass before her, the darkness outside threatening to swallow her though the moons milky gaze dancing over her.
"Attarah?" She recognized the voice and a smile split along her cheeks instantly, it was the voice of her elder sister, Attarah was forever happy though none understood it, none could dampen it.
"Isabella?" The need to address with formality overrun her and she twirled around to face the oldest swan daughter, it was in fact the last night that Bella would be a Swan. "How are you?"
"I'm getting married tomorrow" was the only answer received, almost as if it was excuse enough for the nervousness that radiated from her.
"I heard it was supposed to be the happiest day of ones life" the smaller girl chided, her voice chirping as usual, she flopped elegantly onto her silken sheets, her satin curls splaying randomly around her, the older girl fell back also, less gently and more stiffly.
"And the most important" the engaged swan sighed and turned her head to see her sister, their heads were beside one another's though they were upsidedown in perspective, one laying on either side of the large bed.
"Indeed, so why is it that you are so utterly terrified?"
"I'm not terrified."
"Couldn't fool me"
"Fine, I am just worried, there is an endless number of things that could go wrong" the older ranted and Attarah fluttered her green eyes closed, reminiscent in her sisters voice, knowing that it was limited.
"Do not doubt yourself, you will be the most flawless bride, and I shall be a bridesmaid tomorrow, there will forever be the chance of me raking havoc at the reception" Attarah joked.
"The Volturi kings are invited" Bella frowned, remembering the depressing words discussed earlier in the day, she also remembered the horrendous news that she'd heard, she was to shortly lose her sibling.
"What are they truly like?" The younger girl queried, she'd always believed that no being could be the definition of pure evil, no matter what, everyone had redeemable aspects.
"They are pure evil" Isabella contradicted.
"No one is pure evil sister, they are merely misunderstood, I am sure of it" Attarah grinned again, the dimpled smile that was ever present on her features.
"You always see the good in everyone"
"My greatest flaw" she cheeked and Bella snorted before silence flooded the room and both sisters eventually drifted asleep in one another's presence.
------ Attarah was the first to awaken the next morning as per usual and she looked up to see her elder sister still sleeping by her side so she pushed the fragile older swan onto the floor, causing her to jolt awake.
"What was that for?"
"This is the last day that you will live here, it's the least I could do" she smirked and hopped up from the bed, skipping from the room and sliding down the hall, knocking on Charlie's door in a rhythmic tune as she passed.
"You are too chirpy" Bella groaned as she threw her hair up into a messy bun, today was the day of the wedding and it was five in the morning, Alice was collecting both sisters at six for some bizarre reason.
"Get dressed" Charlie demanded ten minuted later, he did not want his daughter to be late to her own wedding.
"Let's go" Attarah cheered and grabbed Bella's arm, dragging her up the stairs, Attarah reminded Bella of a mini Alice but she was more formal and instead of hyper, she was happy.
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"Atty, I want you to promise me something" Bella stated sternly, around half an hour later as they sat awaiting Alice's arrival.
"Anything" the petite girl swore and Isabella sighed, knowing that she'd likely never get alone time with her sister again, not after what was destined to occur at the wedding that evening.
"Promise me that no matter what happens you will always be you, you won't change for anyone?"
"I would never change for anything, I promise you" she pecked the engaged females cheek and Isabella relaxed slightly, hoping the promise would be kept.
"Something is going to happen today" Bella urgently expressed, the others had warned her against changing the course of the vision as it would result in many catastrophes but the brunette wanted to at least warn her fellow swan.
"Yes, you shall get married" Alice's voice fogged through the room and Bella jumped, noticing that Attarah did not, she was accustomed to the vampires randomly popping up whenever they pleased.
"Let's go and do this then" Attarah grinned and Alice smiled, she enjoyed the fact that the girl was always happy, through every event that faced them, she'd been the light through the inevitable darkness.
"Let's go get married" Bella breathed out but the happy smiles from both females encouraged her to feel excited....
