Unexpected

"I tend to find that while wearing black, you can hide even in the britest backround."
"How so?"
"Even colors have shades and cast shadows."

Two groups. One sharing an abusive past. Maring scars, yet finding comfort in the family they have assembled.
The other a group of varying peoples, all with different backrounds, forming the Volturi, the big scary coven, who aren't so scary behind closed doors.
What happens when they both meet in such an unlikely place?