huntress
/ˈhʌntrəs/
noun
noun: huntress; plural noun: huntresses
a woman who hunts.
"Artemis, goddess of the moon, a virgin and a huntress"
I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR TVD/TO THEY BOTH BELONG TO THEIR RESPECTIVE AUTHORS! I ONLY OWN KARA AND HER WORDS...
"Kara, I need to talk to you," I heard Bebe say from behind me. I turned and smiled walking up to her, before frowning as she took me to Carlisle's office and closing the doors, the room behind soundproof made it worse for me.
"Bella what's wrong?" I asked.
"Alice, she had a vision. Renesmee would have a future. But Edward and I wouldn't be a part of it. And neither would you or Carlisle have one with Nicola," Bebe whispered. I stared at her in shock, both of us sat on the couch thinking this over.
"No." I said shaking my head. "I don't what she saw, I'm the fucking immortal that won't die, I'll damn fucking make sure we have a future with our daughters." I growled walking away from Bebe. I headed towards mine and Carlisle's room, grabbing some of my weapons and placing them inside my duffel bag, I still packed Nicola a bag and filled it with the money she and Seth would need, to help look after themselves.
"Momma, is everything okay?" Nicola asked me, as she grabbed things she wanted.
"No, nothing is okay, I hate that I can't lie to you," I giggled before running my hand over her hair. Closing my eyes I showed her what Bebe and I had discussed. As I opened my eyes, I saw Nicola with a thoughtful look on her face. Her eyes were lit with a sort of calm.
"That won't happen, because you won't let it happen momma," Nicola whispered. "Anyway, I saw Grammie and she said that if you need them, all of them, an army, they wait for you to cast the spell," Nicola said skipping out with her bag slung over her shoulder.
'We are waiting sorella,' I heard Nik whisper in my head. I smiled softly and took a deep breath in.
"And I am glad you are right behind me," I whispered. I left our room and made my way outside, to see everyone ready. Nicola and Seth were playing around, with Seth in wolf form as Nicola jumped onto him as though she were tackling him. Seth being who he is pretends that she had really taken him down, and then fake dying, causing my little one to laugh as Seth acted dramatic about his demise.
Night has fallen over us all, the snow is falling, the vampires, Seth and Jacob have set up camp in the woods, Jacob brings some wood and drops it on the ground, then Benjamin uses his powers to produce fire from his fingertips and throws it on the woods to start a fire.
"That's what I'm talkin' about. A little pre-battle bonfire. Telling war stories." Jake said trying to sound pepped up, I watch as he sits next to Benjamin and looks across the fire and sees the other vampires standing. "Or just standing there like frickin' statues." Jake mutters.
Suddenly Garrett spins in and sits next to them by the fire. "Name any American battle. I was there."
"Little Bighorn." Seth instantly came into the conversation, Nicola hanging off his back.
"I came this close to biting Custer. But the Indians got him first." Garrett stated, when Kate spins in and sits next to Garrett.
"Try Oleg's assault on Constantinople. He didn't win that one on his own," Kate stated with a smirk.
"If you're talking battles, you're talking the Eleven Years' War. No one does rebellion like the Irish." Liam stated a smirk on his and his families faces.
Garrett spoke looking to the coven in confusion. "You lost the Eleven Years' War."
"Aye. But it was one hell of a rebellion." Liam chuckled as they all join us.
"When we ruled, everything came to us. Prey, diplomats, favour seekers. Such was our power. But we never put on white hats and called ourselves saints." Vladimir started.
"We were honest about what we were." Stefan answered as though it were fine.
"We sat still for a very long time. We didn't notice we were beginning to petrify." Vladimir sighed.
"Perhaps the Volturi did us a favour when they burned our castles." Stefan muttered.
But a scowl appeared on Vladimir's face. "We've been waiting 900 years to return that favour. We have been ready to do battle for ages."
"And what about the woman who has lived for more than a 1000 years?" Garrett questioned, turning to face me, Nicola snuggling into my side.
"Yes mother what about you, what wars have you been in?" Nicola asked.
"Many, many wars," I answered honestly. "Too many that, I actually cannot remember the first war that I was in, but I have moments where I see the carnage and the smell's sometimes return," I started as I closed my eyes remembering those days. "But the only thing that sticks with me, are the yells of fear and the cries of pain, from both sides," I answered, as my eyes opened slowly, and I looked to everyone. "I don't take wars lightly, I take wars logically, if I think a war is something that I should not be a part of, then so I shall walk away, but if it is a war that I should fight in then, Heav'n has no Rage, like Love to Hatred turn'd, Nor Hell a Fury, like a Woman scorn'd." I answered, my British accent filling everyone bones, my eyes turning red, veins slowly going down my face.
"You're a terror." Garrett stated looking shocked. "I'm jealous that I have not met you before all this."
"You would not have wanted to be near me anyway, you never would have been able to be even remotely close to myself," I stated slouching slightly.
"She's right, Nicklaus would have ripped your head off before you even got into the same room as her," Kol stated a smirk on his face. "I remember a time a servant who had been turned into a vampire not long ago approached her, and Klaus did not like that, the boy went missing after that, haven't seen him for a very long time," Kol declared, the others stared wide eyed at my brother.
"I'm sorry, did he kill them?" Kate asked shocked, while Nicola nodded.
"Yes, that's what we've been told," I muttered.
"I understand why, I mean, I'm pretty sure if anyone came near me, mum, dad and Sethy would kill whoever came over to me," Nicola stated as though it were normal. I chuckled at my daughters words before excusing her, Seth and myself. All three of us walked away headed to our tent so we all could be ready for the war tomorrow.