Im·mi·nence: something imminent; especially : impending evil or danger
I was a queen, and you took away my crown; a wife, and you killed my husband; a mother, and you deprived me of my children. My blood alone remains: take it, but do not make me suffer long.
The endless halls were dark, but it didn’t matter much. Both of us could see. And so could the dark hooded strangers behind us. Their red eyes, although they were the same shade as mine, seemed even more intimidating.
They ushered us down the hall, standing so close it felt as though I could stop and have them run into me. The tiny one, I had forgotten her name, walked ahead of us. She stopped in front of two thick, heavy wooden doors, pausing to turn and glare at the two of us before throwing them open.
A man stepped forward to greet us, holding his hands out to the both of us and smiling. His long black hair hung to his shoulders, his red eyes were intimidating yet friendly. They held the wisdom and experience of someone who had seen it all. We each took a hand and he sighed.
“My name is Aro. Welcome to Volterra.”
I twisted the doorknob, and to my surprise, it was unlocked. Before I even walked around the corner, I knew something was wrong. It smelled musty; the way a room smelt when the air hadn’t been moved in a few hours.
I already knew Kimberly wasn’t in the room before I had rounded the corner.
Her bed was made to perfection; the small shelf was cleared of the few things she had kept on it. And there was an envelope, plain and white, lying on her pillow. I walked silently over to it, and picked it up. Holding it tenderly in my hand, knowing it was the last thing I had of Kimberly.
Though the envelope read Alec. I shoved the note into my pocket, and walked back to my room, closing her door silently behind me.
She was gone…
I found the other note in the doorway of my room. This one had my name on it, and a clear shoe print from me stepping on it. She had slipped it under my door, and I hadn’t even known.
I picked up the note, tearing the envelope open with shaking hands, and read the words I hadn’t ever wanted to read.
I promised you, so long ago, that when I decided to leave, I would leave you a note. So here it goes.
It's never easy saying goodbye. But I have to. I want you to know that you have always been the greatest best friend... best sister, I could ask for. You were there when I needed you the most and you always laughed when I was clumsy enough to trip over my own feet.
I hope that you will soon follow me in my journey to start a new and better life. I know you thought that we would, on our journey, be putting a target on our own backs, but I want you to come with me anyways. If anything happens, we will have a family to protect us.
I want you to keep my location a secret. If anyone in the guard were to find out, they wouldn't hesitate to come after me.
Leaving was the hardest thing I've ever done, and I'm hoping I will never be stuck in another situation where I have to choose.
If you decide to stay, I won't hold it against you. But I do want you to keep in contact. Even a visit every few years would be better than nothing, better than losing my best friend, my sister.
Please do not tell Alec about where I am going... unless you are both willing to leave. He should have the information on where the Cullen’s live, so if you take him with you, it would save you a lot of time. I wrote him a note also. It was in my room. Do with it what you will. Give it to him now or later. Maybe after... if, he agrees to come after me, if you do decide to follow me, yourself.
Grazie di tutto. Io non ti dimenticherò mai. Sarai sempre il mio migliore amico, mia sorella.
I felt the stinging in my eyes, but no tears came even though all I wanted to do now was cry. The Italian part translated meant; Thanks for everything. I will never forget you. You'll always be my best friend, my sister.
Her words made me feel guilty… made me feel horrible. And most of all, made me wish I had gotten up the guts to make amends with her earlier. Then maybe I would be with her now, searching for the Cullen’s… Maybe Ian wouldn’t be going through the change right now…
The amounts of possibilities were endless… had I only not been so childish.
It seemed to take too long for Ian to finish the change. Time dragged for the two days after Kimberly had left. Had I not had anything to keep safe… nothing to pretend to live for, I would have left the moment I found Kimberly’s letter. Everything seemed darker, everything more depressing. At least for Alec and I. We were the only ones who seemed to be affected by Kimberly’s absence.
And I was the only one who knew the truth.
I was by myself on a deserted island… with an ocean full of lies around me, and nothing to sail on it with.
Ian had become a part of the guard almost instantly after Aro found out about his talent. Ian was able to manipulate a persons thoughts, if the person was otherwise distracted by something. He had only been a vampire for less than a day, and was already being trained to replace Kimberly.
I felt horrible… he was uncomfortable. He was thirsty. He was in a totally different world.
He hadn’t had the relaxed upbringing I had had, where Kimberly and I had taken baby steps, he was leaping and bounding.
So many thoughts ran through my head these days, too many of them were terrifying thoughts. Too many of them were distracting me from the lies I had to tell, to make sure Kimberly stayed safe.
I sat around for days, pretending that nothing had ever happened. Kimberly was gone, I had no clue where she was. I had almost begun to believe the lie I told to the vampires around me. But of course I knew where she had gone… she had given up on the lifestyle, and gone to find a better one. I couldn't blame her.
I had tried to warn her that they wouldn't take kindly to us joining up with their greatest threat… she had tried to convince me otherwise… tried to convince me it didn't matter.
I wish I had had the same amount of courage she had. I wish, I had followed straight behind her as soon as I found the letter she had left. But instead, I had been a coward and stayed behind. Now it was too late. I had no idea if she had found them. I had no idea if she had even made it out of the city. The Volturi were good at hiding secrets, so why wouldn't they be able to hide the fact that she was dead. Maybe they had found her trying to escape, and decided to kill her right there.
In the days since, I had been stuck with Alec on patrols. I was with him now, in the same spot I had told Kimberly all those things about the Cullen's. I hadn't known him the way Kimberly had… but I knew he wasn't usually as quiet as he had been the last few days… in the days since she left.
He had asked me, every night, why she had left. I would simply tell him I didn't know. He was depressed. So was I. At the moment, we were good company for each other, neither of us wanted to talk. Neither of us wanted to listen.
"Why did she leave?" he whispered. He sounded even sadder tonight than he ever had. I sighed and shook my head. The thought I had, was a risk. A big one. It could kill Kimberly. It might kill me… if they found out I had knew all along, and kept it from them, why shouldn't they kill me?
"You love her don't you?"
"If I told you…" I stopped. He looked up at me, eyes alive for the first time in a while.
"If I told you I knew where she had gone… but that I needed your help finding her… would you help me? We wouldn't be bringing her back here… we would be leaving for good, you know that right?"
"I would leave for her." He whispered, a spark of hope in his voice. I smiled, I had just won $100 in a bet.
Of course he would leave. I held out my hand for him. He took it. I had a few things in my cloak; a credit card, and enough cash to pay for fake passports. The book that had all the accounts of the Cullen's in it, with an old picture of Alice I was using as a bookmark. I checked the other pocket to make sure I had Carlisle's journal; I figured he would like to have it back.
"Alec, I know you know where they live…" he looked at me confused. "I know this is something you've been taught not to do but…"
"Rules are made to be broken." he growled.
"She's gone to find the Cullen's."
Some times I wondered if Emmett was loosing his charm, or if my visions were getting stronger. I had already beaten him three times today fighting. Bella had beaten him twice… but then again, Bella was almost as good a fighter as I was. She fought like Rosalie; viciously and without consideration for the things around her.
The one and only time we had ever paired the two of them up for practicing fighting, they had sent the couch flying into the living room wall.
Rose and Bella weren’t aloud to fight together anymore, Carlisle’s orders.
I laughed at the memory and slunk down into a crouch.
“Is this our last rematch yet?”
“I’ll win this time!”
“Uh huh.” Renesmee sat nearby, making sure I couldn’t see Emmett’s moves before he made them. Renesmee wasn’t doing much good today, though. I had been seeing strange things all day.
Images of Rosalie opening our front door to someone, Carlisle hugging someone. All the visions had come from my perspective, so none of them mad much sense.
Right as Emmett began to charge me, his booming yet playful snarls echoing off the trees, I finally had a vision that made sense.
I walked towards the door, standing on my toes to see over Rosalie, smelling the newcomer before I even saw her. Rosalie rolled her eyes and stepped to the side just enough for me to see.
She was tall, not as tall as Rose, but certainly taller than me. He hair was Strawberry blonde, and hung in waves well past her shoulders. Her face and hair, were both full of dust and dirt. Her clothes were torn and worn down, and she wore nothing in the way of shoes. Nomad, clearly.
“You are the Cullen’s… right?”
“Yes.” I shoved past Rose and stood in front of her.
“I’ve been looking for you… I’m Kimberly…” her voice shook slightly, as if you were scared. “I want something more for this life. And you can give me that.”
I came back to the present just in time to collide with Emmett, and land in the river before another vision hit. This one, shorter than the first, by a lot.
“Where have you traveled from?” Carlisle asked, interested.
“V-Volterra… I was part of the Volturi.” She sighed sadly. “And I hated every part of it.”
Emmett went to dunk me completely under the water.
“Damn it Emmett! Give it a rest! You win!”
Another vision flickered into my head, this one, the most important of the three.
So many crimson-eyed vampires sat on our couch, it seemed as though our family had converted back to the original ways of vampires. One of them, only a couple of weeks old, another, older than Carlisle. One of them, was glaring at Rosalie, and the last, had become a part of our family in the matter of a couple of weeks.
All four of them, deserved a second chance.
As I listened to the thoughts I would have in the future, I stood and walked to the center of our circle of family and smiled. Edward stared at me, nervous for what I might be planning; yet excited for our members-to-be.
“I’m thinking we should add on to the house… it’s going to be getting a little more crowded.”
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YAY!!!! Kimberly and Rachel and Alec and Ian are gonna live with the cullens!!!!!!!
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AHhhhh!! I cant wait for the sequel!!
I'm glad Rachel is taking Ian with her instead of leaving him with the guard...
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