Long Live the Queen

Three

Fear was evident, the vampires regretted their decision to stand with the Cullens, they could now see what the family was really like. Edward was manipulative, his gift used to sway the families decisions. Bella was desperate, obsessed and psychotic. Edward was right to want to kill the little monster before it was born, he should have killed Bella the first day he met her but it was much too late now. Edward became obsessed with Bella, she was his puppet, his rag doll he could toss around when he pleased but it would always be his. The events seemed to blur together as Aro rested his hand of Edwards cheek, so much they did not know and so much he was surprised by.

"So many secrets and lies, how do you do it." Aro didn't want an answer, he often thought out loud. His fingers brushed against Bella watching her life flash by. All the pathetic sleepless nights and useless days spent pinning after the young vampire. She had convinced herself she was made for this life but anyone could see she was nothing. Her skin may be hard as stone and eyes like melted gold but she was a shell for Edward to manipulate and fill with his desires and secrets.

"I want to finish you off last, my dear sister is just bouncing with excitement to get this moving and I will not deprive her any longer. Callisto please choose your first." The Queens eyes locked on the Amazonian girls, it was a shame she was going to kill them she found them fascinating. The guards had lined them up one after the other in front of Callisto, her hands found their way to the base of their head and a wicked smiled came about.

"I here by announce you guilty of high treason against the Royal family. Your sins atrocious and crude, may the gods guide you on a path to an eternity of pain and suffering." Caius relished in the Ancient Greek that slipped from his wife tongue after her verdict, she rarely spoke it but it reminded him of their young days together, the language still fresh in his mind as he heard her call for Hermes to take the soul that laid within the Amazonia woman.

Time went on, guilty verdict after guilty verdict, too many vampires lit aflame in the cool afternoon. The guard had gotten to participate when Callisto wanted to finish off the lesser families quick. The polish coven, consisting of a whole seven members who now lost their heads on Callisto's mark. Her husband and brother executing the leaders while the high guard taking the others. The Denali's and the Cullens grew anxious as more and more of their friends died, Bella was the worst, her constant yelling and wailing, pleads for her daughter and husband to be let go. She would die for their crimes but it wasn't enough for Callisto, everyone had to go. Irina was beside herself, she knew her rage had blinded her, anyone could see the tears and hear the blood rushing through the small child. She was not immortal and everyone knew. The Volturi knew but they didn't want this thing fluttering around the world, she was a weakness to them and a reason for vampires to involve humans into their life.

"Irina, I am forever grateful that you brought this to our attention but it seems that you have wrongly informed us, please kneel with your family." Queen Callisto had spoken but Irina didn't move from her spot, she was going to be killed despite her loyalty to the Royal family and now she had gotten her family killed. "Afton." Irina kneeled now, behind her family. She was going to watch them all die before she finally died.

"Denali, you have been around for long, done great things and kept the peace yet here you are. You stood next to this family thinking your witness would sway justice, you stood next to them thinking yourselves high and mighty because the golden eyes you bore; yet at my mercy you are." Snap, one was gone, crack, two were gone. Left was the heads of the family, their eyes closed and prayers slipping through their mouths.

"Age has weakened you my friends and I am saddened at this. Your naive nature and forgiving hearts are what has done you in now. May the Gods guide you to eternal rest, your souls stay bound and your hearts stay full" Together they were gone, leaving Irina behind them. She was to blame for their demise. She was finished off quick. Her head twisted and separated from her body without a second thought. She had suffered enough but the Gods would make her suffer more. Each prayer Callisto said either gave the vampires relief before death or fear for what they would awaken to in their afterlife. All that was left was the remaining Cullens. Jasper and Carlisle kept stony expressions but their eyes gave away their pain.