Vampire Hunter (A Twilight Story) - Season 2 - Episode 9

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Vampire Hunter (A Twilight Story) - Season 2 - Episode 9

He scowls in Aro’s direction and continues with several questions, each weighing heavily upon the field. “Are the Volturi here to protect the safety of our secrecy, or to protect their own power? Did they come to destroy an illegal creation, or a way of life? Could they be satisfied when the danger turned out to be no more than a misunderstanding? Or would they push the issue without the excuse of justice?”

He pauses for a moment and allows these questions to sink in though we all knew the answers. “We have the answer to all these questions. “We heard it in Aro’s lying words – we have one with a gift of knowing such things for certain – and we see it now in Caius’ eager smile. Even a member of his own guard questions his motivations and actions.” He gestures to me kindly as our eyes meet for the first time. His are burning with a passion and determination that matches Aro’s but it are not cold and heartless.

He speaks directly to the witnesses now as if it is just them and him in this field. “So now there are more questions, questions that you must answer. Who rules you, nomads? Are you free to choose your path, or will the Volturi decide how you will live?” He says boldly. He lowers slightly into a crouch though makes no move to attack. “I came to witness. I stay to fight. The Volturi care nothing for the death of the child. They seek the death of our free will. So come, I say! Let’s hear no more lying rationalizations. Be honest in your intents as we will be honest in ours. We will defend our freedom. You will or will not attack it. Choose now, and let these witnesses see the true issue debated here.” He finishes, his words seeming to ring strongly throughout the field.

He stares at the ancients bravely and fixes his position so it is in defense of Kate. His speech was truly amazing, befitting of the marble halls of ancient Rome along side legendary orators such as Cicero. “I like him.” I muse to myself and I can’t help but smirk.

“You like him?” Felix asks quietly so only I will hear but there is a strange tone to his voice. I glance at his face and see he doesn’t look too happy. Oh no.

“Not like like him. Jeez Felix no need to be jealous.” I say seriously. How could he believe I would suddenly fall for this random vampire over him. Furthermore I think it’s pretty clear that Kate has one that particular man over.

“I’m no jealous.” He responds but his voice is not convincing. I shake my head a bit but smile. Luckily no one heard our little chat as all their focus is on the crouching vampire before us.

Caius looks at him like a bug that has hit the windshield of his car while Aro’s face remains amused. The blonde shifts his gaze onto the witnesses once again, meeting their eyes. “You might consider joining us,” he tells them seriously. “If you think the Volturi will let you live to tell this tale, you are mistaken. We may all be destroyed, but then again, maybe not. Perhaps we are on more equal footing than they know. Perhaps the Volturi have finally met their match. I promise you this, though – if we fall, so do you.” He vows at the end and I feel a little cold. I had been so set on the fate of the Cullen’s and their company that I forgot about the witnesses for the Volturi that I brought. He was right, I most likely condemned many of them to death. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before opening them. When I did I noticed some of the witnesses have gone in a little deeper into the trees, their eyes anxious.

“A very pretty speech, my revolutionary friend.” Aro compliments, his voice gentle but speaking to him as if he were a child.
His eyes narrow and he growls lightly as he looks banefully at Aro. “Revolutionary? Who am I revolting against, I might ask? Are you my king? Do you wish me to call you master like your sycophantic guard?” His voice is hard and defiant. Though the answer to his question is simple and obvious. Yes, well if your of use. If not he couldn’t care less as long as you’re nothing but ash by the end of this day.
“Of course not, peace, Garrett. I meant only to refer to your time of birth. Still a patriot, I see.” He smiles kindly and chuckles. Garrett merely shakes his head slowly disgusted. “Let us ask our witnesses and their thoughts on this matter before we make our decision.” He proposes though I’m sick of this charade. His decision is made, no matter what anyone says. I glance nervously at them in the trees, wondering if any of them will be brave enough to say what they really believe. Though many look doubtful some look outright scared and it wouldn’t surprise me if some agreed with Aro just to spare their own lives.
He ghosts to them, closing the space between them and him gracefully. “Tell us, friends, what do you think of all this? I can assure you the child is not what we feared. Do we take the risk and let the child live? Or does earnest Garrett have the right of it? Will you join them in a fight against our sudden quest for dominion?” He holds out a hand towards them in a confronting gesture though it seems to do the opposite. Many shift their feet nervously and no one seems willing to speak. Everyone is completely still until Makenna speaks, her voice wary and her words chosen with care.

“Are those our only choices? Agree with you, or fight against you?”
Aro face becomes a mask of shock and he seems generally taken back by her question. “Of course not, most charming Makenna. You may go in peace, of course, as Amun did, even if you disagree with the council’s decision.” He smiles at her.
She seems reluctant to speak her mind to Aro but after a quick glance at her mate she raises her chin. “We did not come here for a fight, we came here to witness,” Makenna says firmly. “And our witness is that this condemned family is innocent. Everything that Garrett claimed is the truth.” Her eyes do not leave Aro’s face but her body is tense, almost waiting for his backlash.
Aro sighs heavily and looks on sadly. “I’m sorry you see us in that way.” However despite his words I see a small calculating gleam in his eye and Demetri smirks ever so slightly. It doesn’t take a genius to realize that he will most likely send Demetri after them later. “But such is the nature of our work.” He adds lightly, as if it is justification for his actions.
“That is our witness. We’re leaving now.” She says quickly. She gazes around for a moment and locks eyes with me for a moment. I try to convey my apologies but I don’t know if she saw before she and Charles back up into the trees and bound away quickly. I hope for their sakes they are fast runners and if I were them I would stay in North America for a while, far away from Italy. After they leave a few more depart without saying so much as a word but I could see the fear in their eyes. The rest look on bewildered and I get the impression they are only staying to see who wins in this outcome. However, they are no longer the blind mob and I’m confident they will not join in on the fight if it occurs.