Kryly ||†|| Felix Volturi

∞ Familiar ∞

They arrived at Lebanon at night. Felix pull out the luggages from the trail and walk with Aro and Demetri out of the foreign arrival part.

The king step froward to shake his hand with a good looking tall man who's waiting for them patiently.

"How's the journey?" He asked with the most soft and melodic voice a man could have.

"Very well, Rowan. Thank you for picking us up."

The man smiled, that smile could kill every girl in 5 miles.

"Well, it's been almost 700 years since your last visit. I'm afraid you could get confused and lost with the...things around us that changed a lot. We don't want our parents to get curious and asked us like your last visit again."

Aro chuckles.

"Let's go then."

The man turned to the guards who are right behind their master and introduce himself with a velvet voice.

"Hello, my name is Rowan McAdams. Welcome to Lebanon."

"He's in charge of the Nephilims." Aro whispers to them.

"Please follow me." Rowan invited, bow a little bit and gestured his hand gracefully towards the exit.

They get into the metal silver car, their luggages in the trunk.

"Is it located in the same place as it is in my last visit?" Aro asked.

"Well, it can't be moved." The Nephilim joked.

He drove through the big street and parked in front of the big mansion.

"We're here." Rowan said, shutting down the car.

"This place never changes." The black-haired king whispers as he step down from the car, along side with his guards.

The mansion made of bricks and covered in vines and rose bushes. Some pine trees grow up and made a small forest behing the front walls.

"We like the old fasions." The Nephilim ruler smiled, walking in front of them to the large wooden doors.

He turned and cock his perfect eyesbrows to Aro.

"Someone may not happy for your return that much."

"I know. I missed her too." The king grinned.

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"Da heck is going on there?!!!" Miranda shouted to Sinclair and another company, Devon.

"They're attacking us!! We can't hold on for that long!" Her friend shouted back, balancing herself on the higher floor of the abandoned building they're at.

They get out of the mansion for a few checkouts before they go to bed, just to be sure that no threat are around. Aro is coming, that's enough pretext to wondered something's gone wrong around here. If it's not, that old man...she means vampire like Aro would never move his little ass from his precious throne to Lebanon just for a visit to the old friend.

In the old, abandoned place like the unfinished building, about 15 miles from the mansion, they founded a pack of vampires, newborns, very thirsty newborns.

To their surprise, they have wings too. Just like the Nephilims.

Of course, newborns would never let the delicious and nutritious victim run free. They started attacking her and the other two.

Miranda groaned as the vampire threw her away, causing her back to meet the wall so violent that it breaks.

She pull her dusty body up and spread her wings, flying upwards. Sinclair and Devon joined her.

"Can you burn them, Devon?" She asked, grabbing one of the newborn's head and pull it out of it's body.

"I'll try my best." He answered unsteadily.

Devon is the son of the angel of fire, Jehoel. Which make him have the special ability to control the fire.

"I don't know if I'll gone faint again, my power is unsteady and very weak." His face turned exhausted after using his power blows the vampires away for just a few minutes.

He's very young, the youngest one in the mansion that have an experience of fighting. He's only 16, and just been accepted by his father, making him a rightful Nephilim.

Despite there's some of the ones that are younger, but he already know how to kill.

His power's really weak, the last time he used it, he fainted for hours.

"Don't be worry. I'll be filling your strength." The daughter of Raphael encouraged him. Enhancing powers and healing others are in her special ability list too, since her father is the angel of protection and healing.

Devon nodded and continues using his fire. She started using her power and turned to use her wings cut off the newborns' heads.

"Sinclair!! I need your teleportation, right now!!!"

The olive skin Nephilim scowled at her.

"You know I'm not good at that one!"

"Just...do it!!" Miranda loses focus, causing one of the newborn to cut her neck into a small wound and uses it's full strength to punch her in the stomach.

"Holy shit!!" She swears and cut the vampire's neck out.

Sinclair quickly grabbed her and Devon, disappearing from that chaotic place.

Even though as a daughter of Baraqiel, angel of lightning. She isn't fluented in the swiftness her father passed to her.

They arrived at the mansion hall in a few seconds, the dark haired Nephilim put(throw) her and their young brother down.

"What the..." She could heard Rowan gasping. Daughter of Raphael turned to him and walked in.

"There's something I need to tell you."

"The winged vampires? Yeah we heard of that already." Jonas stepped up and pull her into his arms, causing her to snarled in pain.

"Careful, dude."

"Oops, sorry."

"What are they like?" Aro, who's sitting on the couch asked.

"Oh, Aro. I'm sorry I didn't realized you have arrived."

"Well, hello to you too, Miranda." He chuckles.

"They have the same vampire abilities as the others does, but their wings are like bat's." She said as she sat down on the nearby couch.

"Oh, these are my guards, Demetri and Felix." The king said, pointing behind him to reveal the two figures in the dark cloak who are sitting on the chairs.

Demetri had a brown hair and a casanova look crimson eyes, he gave her a friendly smile and a wink.

His company, Felix had a dark hair and a very massive body. He didn't say anything, but stared at her in a confusion look.

She could swear she found hope in there. But she don't know why yet.

His face is familiar...reminding her of that little boy.

Felix.

No. Miranda shook her head softly.

How could he be here? It's been 900 years since she left the village after the demon chased her for the blood of the Nephilim. Felix is very thin, he would never be in the Volturi clan. She know Aro, he would never accept anyone without powers.

This Felix would never be that Felix.