✓ | 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒, Volturi Kings

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ɪ ᴀᴍ ꜱᴏ ꜱᴏʀʀʏ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ꜱᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ! ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ꜱᴏ ʙᴜꜱʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ᴄʟᴀꜱꜱᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ ʜᴇʀᴇᴛɪᴄ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ꜱɪɴɢʟᴇ ᴅᴀʏ. ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛʀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴏꜰ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇꜱ ɪꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪ ᴀᴍ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ 15 ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ ɪɴ ʜɪɢʜꜱᴄʜᴏᴏʟ.

ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴ ʜᴏᴜʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ʜᴀʟꜰ ɪɴꜱᴛᴇᴀᴅ ᴏꜰ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀɴ ʜᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ꜱᴏ ꜱᴏʀʀʏ ʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ. ꜱᴄʀᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ, ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴜʏꜱ ᴅᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴍʏ ꜱᴜᴅᴅᴇɴ ᴀʙꜱᴇɴᴄᴇ. ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ.

ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ ᴏɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴇ ɴɪᴄᴇ. ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ. ɪᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ʙʀɪɢʜᴛᴇɴ ᴜᴘ ᴍʏ ᴅᴀʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɴᴏᴛɪꜰɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ᴘʜᴏɴᴇ ᴏʀ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴜᴛᴇʀ.

When the Volturi were away, the Romanians would commit crimes. It pained me to know that we would have to destroy an entire coven, but the threat of an eventual takeover was just too high. They had no respect for our laws or human life. Even if I didn't particularly like humans, I didn't think of them like they were just livestock to be slaughtered relentlessly. They had homes, families, and people they cared about just like vampires. Humanity deserved a chance to think they are at the top of the food chain, even if they really weren't and could be easily killed by any supernatural creature in the world.

The world around me was changing drastically. Vampires all around the world knew of me, of my power and my existence within the Volturi. Some rumors of my gift had gotten out, but most of them were highly wrong and straight up weird. In a way, I would be able to be the one at the sail, the master of the sea of the vampire world. I had to be able to work under pressure and be able to keep my coven's ship afloat.

My only fear was that I would be the one to let the ship sink.

Covens were a group effort, everyone having a different job within one. Nobody was replaceable, every person having their own uses and gifts, even if they weren't related to them becoming vampires in the first place. Relations within my coven were strong, Marcus telling me that all of the loyalty bonds were glowing bright yellow, all of them connected back to the four of us.

Our bonds were mixed, all of us having bright yellow for loyalty, but also magenta for platonic love and green for friendship. The Volturi had little to no blue, which was the sign of distaste or hatred. There was bound to be some blue, but Marcus assured me that it was outshadowed by all of the other colors.

While most of the vampire world feared us, they did not know just how much we loved and cared for one another. Before joining the Volturi, almost nobody really had a family. Before my coven, I had no real family at all. I was almost completely alone. Yes, I technically had the Cullens, my life was far from familial.

In the end, most of them did leave me behind for something I could not control.

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During the next day or so after the afternoon filled with screaming mates and Volturi members goofing off, the guards spent more time in the training room than out. They would train all day and all night because they needed it and they also had the benefit of not needing to sleep like most creatures.