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Chapter 9

Fusedtwilight: Thanks to my betaanimegirlkiki for betaing.

Last chapter was a happy chapter, this chapter we find out while the Cullen's were confronting the Volturi events were set in motion as all vampires dark past comes back to haunt them.

We now take a break from the story to turn back the clock.

Although some may call Leah paranoid for preparing for the worst case scenario others may call her smart.

Call her what you like; Leah was wise to prepare, for unknown to her and everyone events had been sent into motion that will send everything over the edge.

While the Volturi had gone to Forks they had left their home unguarded. After all, no one but the Cullen's knew they were coming and who in their right mind would come to the home of the most powerful and deadly coven in the world?

The Volturi had grown arrogant in their rise to power.

So arrogant they left a very precious and dangerous object in their castle. Something best forgotten and never left unchecked.

Only the leaders their wives and the most trusted of the guard knew of this object. They had taken to great pains to hide this object and sworn to never speak of it in public or even in private. This object was to be treated like a bad memory, something best forgotten.

They did not believe it possible that while they gone a small coven of vampires would come to Volterra seeking this item.

They were very foolish.

Last November.

When first they heard the Volturi was gearing up to punish a coven that had broken the law they thought nothing of it.

When they heard they were gathering nomads to witness their judgment they thought it a bit odd. The Volturi needed no witness when they judged. When they learned the coven was large and had powerful members they figured the Volturi wanted to show the others of their kind how powerful they were to bring down such a powerful coven, to help dissuade others from ever defying them.

Then they heard it wasn't just a few members of the guard that had left. It was the whole coven. The leaders, the guards, even the wives, who had not left the city in many centuries.

It was then they saw this as an opportunity.

They waited until they were sure there were no guards left. When they were positive they waited until nightfall then they snuck into the Volturi's lair.

It was not hard, they were too quick to be seen by humans and they only had to follow the scents of the Volturi.

The trio did not know exactly where to look. But they knew they had to be quick, else the Volturi return to discover their home was being pilfered. Which would lead to their demise.

They knew they had to be quick, but two of the three had trouble seeking this object and keeping their third companion in check.

"For God's sake compose yourself Dawn, my sweet."

The speaker was an older looking woman. She looked to be somewhere in her eighties, yet there was a serene grace to her. Her wrinkles lined her face perfectly and her hair was black as night. Despite her advanced age many would call her beautiful. She possessed the elegance and inhuman beauty.

The girl she spoke to was a child of but eight years old. She had long curly blonde hair and was devastatingly beautiful. She smiled sweetly at the woman; the smile was charming enough to melt the heart of the Devil himself.

"But Dusk, maybe just one? Surely they won't notice?" Media asked.

"Don't be foolish," the last snapped. She was a magnificent creature. She had long dark brown hair that went past her back. Her features were sharp and her body had many curves. If looking at the crone invoked serenity, grace, nobility and wisdom, and looking at the child invoked delight, innocence, compassion, affection then this one invoked lust, desire, charisma, and obedience.

"We did not risk everything by coming here for a snack. Or have you forgotten what the Volturi do to immortal children?"

Dawn looked away with a pout that would immediately make you want to give her what she wanted to appease her.

"Now, now my dove. Let us not be mean to our sweet Dawn. You know she cannot help her thirst Midnight."

"Let her focus more on finding our sweet mother instead of the blood of some unsuspecting mortal. Focus now my sweet little sister, let us find our sleeping mother," Midnight said.

"Need I remind you I am older then you? But you speak truth, let us find mother before the Volturi return and I join my fellow immortal children in death," Dawn said.

She closed her eyes and focused. Media was blessed with a gift. She could sense the souls of all beings. She was also capable of peering into a person's soul to see if they were pure of heart or tainted with evil.

When next she opened her eyes it was with a wonderful smile.

"The news is good my sisters, for now I am closer to her I can sense our mother deep below. Those wretched fellows have buried her deep below their castle."

"Then let us go to her and at last be reunited with our dark mother," Dusk said.

The trio made their way deep into the Volturi castle.

Let us take a moment to introduce these three.

In myth and legend you have read about them. They go by many names. The furies, the fates, the norns. Any legend of a trio of ladies was based on these three.

They are old, they are powerful, and they are on an age old mission.

Dawn led them down into the lower levels of the Volturi castle. They traversed passages and tunnels that had not been used in countless ages.

The guard never came down here. They believed nothing of interest down here and thought them to be a part of the castle used to keep prisoners when it was owned by humans.

But the sisters (although not sisters by blood they were still called the sisters) went deep into these tunnels. So deep until the tunnels disappeared and they were in a cave like network.

"Me think we are miles below the surface sisters," Midnight said.

"It angers me so these heathens treat our mother in such a manor. Have they no respect for she who made us? At least make her a small temple to keep her in. I imagine the buried her so deep so she would not draw power from their presence and escape. Her wrath will be most great when she learns how they treated her," Dusk said.

"Indeed, I only hope she will not lash out at us for taking so long to free her," Midnight said.

"What could we do? This is the first opportunity we have had in centuries since the Romanians fell," Dusk said.

"Then let us be quick and remove her from here," Dawn said.

They came to a small flight of stairs carved into the rock. They walked down and came to a set of iron doors, rusted from age.

"She is in here, sisters, our sweet mother sleeps in here, and I can sense it!" Dawn said excitedly.

Together the sisters pushed open the doors. To them it was like crushing a cookie, for the doors were really old and rotted.

They had not opened them much when they fell to pieces.

"Blast!" Dusk said.

"Fear not sister, judging from the smell no one ever comes down here. And should they, they will find us and our mother long gone," Midnight said.

They stepped into a large room. At the center of this room stood a black column. It was made of ebony black crystalline rock and was six feet tall and when you inspected it closer you saw something most sinister.

There was an effigy carved into the rock. The image was of a woman, you could not make out her features well. You knew it was a woman, but that was all you could tell. It was as if someone poured molten lava on someone and frozen them in it.

It was chilling because the effigy seemed to be shrieking in either rage or pain, or a combination of pain.

"She is so going to be angry," Midnight said.

Months later.

The sisters successfully removed their mother from the caves.

The Volturi were ignorant of the theft. They had been gone for a few days and by the time they returned the sisters scents had long since faded.

The sisters traveled to an island in Greece. The island was a popular tourist attraction do to the many ruined temples that littered it.

The sisters kept their mother hidden in one of the ruined temples while they prepared for a spell that would free their mother.

It was good timing, the spell could only be done once every five hundred years when the stars and planets were in proper alignment. While they waited they stripped as many of the spells around their mother's cage.

The one who imprisoned her wove dozens of spells to help strengthen the cage he put her in. So before they could release her they had to work around the clock to destroy these spells. It wasn't easy, but they knew it would make freeing her more easily.

So they patiently waited, believing deep down this was not coincidence but destiny.

It was night time now and the stars shined bright. Dusk and Dawn waited for Midnight to return.

She had gone out to the nearby town to get the final ingredients needed for the spell.

"Blast that girl! She'd best hurry up!" Dusk complained.

"Now, now Dusk, be patient. We have waited thousands of years. A few more moments won't hurt," Dawn said.

"But we are so close! I do not wish to wait another five hundred years to do this," Dusk said.

"Neither do I, but this is a powerful and tricky spell, a single miscalculation could spell disaster. Let us go over what we have to pass the time and double check ourselves. Obsidian goblet?"

"Check."

"Silver sacrificial dagger?"

"Check."

"A purple candle, a red candle, a blue candle, a yellow candle and a green candle to represent the five elements?"

"Check."

"The bones of a werewolf shaped in a pentagram with our mother's cage at the center so to draw the power of the full moon into the circle with the candles at the proper positions?"

"Check, check and check," Dusk said.

"Then all we need is the sacrifice and we will be good," Dawn said with a smile.

They heard the sound of people talking from over a mile away and smiled.

"See, here comes Midnight with what we need," Dawn said.

The closer Midnight came the more clear they could hear what she was saying.

"Do not worry, we will be fine," Midnight was saying.

"But are you sure? Aren't there laws on the island that keeps us from entering these temples at this time?"

They heard Midnight laugh.

"Do not fear, you are with me now. It will all be fine."

Moments later Midnight appeared. She had six young men with her. All tourists, young and handsome. Easy prey for Midnight's charms.

They all watched Midnight with hungry eyes, though the hunger they possessed was more carnal.

"Gentlemen allow me to introduce you to my sisters. Dawn and Dusk," Midnight said making introductions.

"Sister? She is old enough to be your grandma," one of the men said pointing at Dusk.

Dusk frowned at him. "It is rather impolite to draw attention to a lady's age young man," Dusk said.

Dusk turned to Midnight. "And where did you find these vagabonds sister?"

"In the town. They were trying to find a pub to party in, so I told them of a wonderful party we were having up here."

All three sisters shared a knowing smile.

"Doesn't look like much of a party," one of the men said.

"Guys, let's go. Something isn't right about this," one of the men said, a nervous looking youth.

"Sisters, this is Richard, he is our guest of honor," Midnight said.

"I will be the judge of that," Dawn said.

She walked up to Richard and looked at him. She smiled. "Yes, he is perfect. A virgin and pure of heart."

"Then let us begin. Come Richard," Midnight said taking Richards hand.

"Where are we going?" Richard asked nervously.

"I want to introduce you to someone."

She led him to the alter where they would cast the ritual. Richard upon seeing the alter felt the warning bells in his head go off.

"See part of the spell is a pure innocent being. One untainted both mind and body. And virgins are so hard to find," Midnight said.

Deciding it was time to leave Richard turned around. "Guys I think we need to-"

The words died in his throat. His friends who had a moment ago been standing up were now tied up on the ground. Dusk stood before them a wicked grin on her face. "Call me a grandma you little prick!" she spat.

Richard tried to run, but Midnight grabbed his shoulder and tossed him on the ground. She pounced on top of him, keeping him pinned to the ground.

She ripped open his shirt, bearing his chest.

"Before we start I want to thank you Richard. Your sacrifice will release our mother and she will make everything all better. It is nothing personal, the spell requires innocent blood and you sadly fit the bill."

Dusk appeared, handing her the goblet. Then Dawn with the silver dagger. "Let us make this quick, I do not know how long I can hold once the blood is spilled."

The three sisters began to chant in an ancient dead language. The men screamed for help but they were too far away to be heard.

Midnight brought her blade to Richards's throat, ignoring his pleas of mercy.

She slit his throat.

Blood poured out of the wound and his friend screamed in horror, struggling against their bindings.

The sisters continued to chant, unaffected by the slaughter. Although Dawn's speech slightly faltered. Even with her centuries of experience she could barely control the instinct to go to the body and taste the blood. Instead she focused on the chant and did her best to ignore the smell of blood.

Midnight got up and walked over to the effigy, never once breaking her chant. At the climax of the spell she poured the gathered blood into the open mouth of the woman.

The fire from the candles erupted. The sisters stepped back, they could feel the magic flowing, they knew the spell was a success and they rejoiced.

The effigy began to rock back and forth. Chunks of rock and crystal fell to the ground. There was an explosion of black dust. When everything settled the air was deathly quiet, as if the world sensed something was wrong.

Where once there had been a stone pillar there was now a woman covered in dust.

She had long black dirty hair, her skin looked paper thin and was covered in thin veins and was black from the dust. She was naked and covered in dirt and dust

The sisters approached her timidly; she was not moving or breathing. She sat hunched on her feet.

"Is she alive?" Dusk asked.

"Yes, I can sense it," Dawn said.

"Give her a moment, she has been away for six thousand years," Midnight said.

Midnight took a step forward and bent down to look at her mother. "Mother?"

The woman's head snapped up, her hair fell back to reveal her face. Like the rest her body her face was covered in dirt and dark veins. Her eyes looked as if they were filled with a black fog. She snarled at Midnight and Midnight stepped away quickly.

The woman sniffed at the air, as if she scented something she liked. Her fog like eyes fell on Richard's corps and before they knew it she pounced on the body with inhuman speed.

Her mouth latched on to his throat and drained him of what little blood he had left.

All too soon there was no blood left and the woman growled in displeasure. The sounds of the other men whimpering in terror drew he black gaze onto them.

Quick as a flash she was on them. Within a matter of minutes their screams died down.

The sisters watched as their mother fed. Dawn felt disappointment that she would not be able to feed.

When finally she drained the last drop of blood from the last poor soul she stood, she seemed more composed now. As if the blood somehow helped her think.

She turned to face the sisters. Her eyes were now like red smoke.

"How long?" she asked them. Her voice was horse and scratchy. She spoke in another language.

"Six thousand years mother...give or take a millennia," Midnight said.

The woman cocked her head to the side. "Is that you, Clotho?"

"Yes mother, it is I. But I go by another name now. Now I am called Midnight."

"Six thousand years...why did it take you so long to free me?"

"Mother after you were imprisoned you were handed to the Romanians. We tried to get to you but they carefully watched you. Then they were destroyed by another more powerful coven called the Volturi who now rule over the vampires. The Volturi are much, much more powerful then the Romanians were, there was no way we could have taken you back. It was only by chance we were able to sneak into their stronghold and after months of preparation free you."

The woman looked at her hands. Inspecting the veins closely.

"I have been asleep too long. My body has petrified badly. How can I let myself be seen like this?"

"You look beautiful to me mother," Dawn said.

The woman smiled and walked to Dawn and Dusk. She took their hands in hers.

"My daughters, I owe you much for freeing me. I have one last thing I require of you my darlings. Know if there was another way I would take it, for this I am sorry."

Dawn and Dusk looked at her confused. There looks of confusion turned to horror when they felt the life leaving their bodies.

"Mother no!" Dusk screamed.

There was a sound like rock crumbling and Dusk and Dawn turned to dust. While they died their mother was going through a change. Her skin was losing its frail appearance and the veins were slowly disappearing. Her eyes began to lose its smoke like look and turn normal.

Midnight watched in horror as her mother killed her sisters. But she knew it was best not to interfere, least she join her sisters.

Soon Dusk and Dawn were two piles of ash, nothing left of them but their clothes.

The woman sighed and clapped her hands together, wiping the dust from them.

"A sad and unfortunate sacrifice. But I needed the power I gave them eons ago."

She looked to Midnight who stepped away from her mother fearfully.

The woman smiled. "Fear not, I will not harm you my daughter. Your sister's death was a necessity, how else was I to reclaim my beauty?"

The woman was right, now that she had returned to her old form she was truly stunning. Even still covered in dirt she looked like a goddess. A beauty so wonderful, so terrible, you would weep to see her. Even Midnight's own beauty greatly paled in comparison.

She was the first, the strongest, the oldest, and the most beautiful.

Midnight said nothing, she was still in shock. Her sisters were dead. He sweet little Dawn and her wise loving Dusk. Her precious sisters who have been with her for thousands of years, together they were the three of legend, having inspired many legends of the three ladies.

What was she now without them?

The woman sensed her daughters stress and left her alone for a moment to collect herself. As much as the woman regretted killing her most faithful daughters she needed their strength.

She was still so weak from her thousands of years of imprisonment. Taking their lives rejuvenated her in body and mind but she still had a long way to go before she was back to her former glory.

She reached out with her mind. Seeking her children. Six thousand years? She could only imagine what she has missed. How the world must have changed without her.

Her mind touched the others. She was not strong enough to communicate with them yet, but she could sense them. She frowned when she sensed there were fewer vampires now then in her own time.

Why so few? Why was there not more?

Many did not sense her probing their minds. But there were some, a select few who possessed a power that opened their minds to the thoughts of others who sensed...something.

They did not know what it was they sensed, but they had an odd sense like someone was watching them.

The woman closed her mind, not wanting her presence to be known just yet.

"My daughter...why do I sense so few of us? What happened to us?"

Midnight was still in shock at her sisters deaths, but decided she best answer her mother before she became impatient.

"Much has changed since you were imprisoned mother. The humans rule this world. They out number us a million to one."

"Impossible. How could the humans be master of this world?"

"They breed very quickly mother, and they have evolved. They have created weapons of such destruction it should give even you pause."

The woman gave Midnight a look that chilled her to her bones.

"You are saying I should fear humans? Mortals?"

"I mean no disrespect mother. I would not speak the words if they were not true. Let us be gone from this place so I may show you how much things have changed. There are books, images I can show you to prove the state of the world now."

"No need, I have everything I need here."

The woman walked up to midnight and placed her hand on her head. Midnight feared her mother was going to do onto her what she did to her sisters.

Instead she felt a powerful presence, colder then ice and sharper then knives enter her mind. To say it was unpleasant was an understatement.

Her mother shifted through her mind, observing Midnight's memories of the last six thousand years.

There were things that impressed her. Like the fact the humans numbered in the billions, the weapons they made, the power they wielded. She was not pleased to see her children were reduced to hiding in the shadows like little thieves. As if they should fear the mortals.

She let go of Midnight who fell to the ground in a heap.

"I...I...I speaking...English...English...speak...I...I am...I am not impressed...I am not impressed with what the world has become," the woman said.

"Mother?" Midnight asked.

"I have read your mind my daughter. Sorry I had to be rough, but I was in no mood to filter through. The world has gone to hell since I have been gone. I have a lot of work to do I would seem. The Volturi will suffer for what they have done to me and to our people. They have let the humans grow beyond control. But we can change that."

"Mother, the Volturi are powerful. They are made up of the most gifted of your children; they are some of the select few with powers."

"I know. But you forget my power grows with everyone of my children who stand by my side. Just being near me they will give me strength."

She took a deep breath.

"But I am still weak from my imprisonment. I need time to recover. Still, so much to do. Come, take me some place where I can be bathed in scented water and garbed in the finest of clothes. A goddess should always look her best and I am still very thirsty. My power returns to me even now, but it is very slow. Once I drink more blood and create more children it will return quicker."

"Yes mother, there is a town nearby. We can take what we need there."

"Are there children in this town?"

"Yes mother."

"Good, I crave the blood of a child. Some of the best blood."

The woman smiled and Midnight led her from the temple to the town. First she would bath then cloth herself, and then she would find a nice child or three to drain. Then after she had taken time to recover she would act.

First she would punish the Volturi for keeping her imprisoned, then she would create more of her children, then she would begin to trim the human population down. A task she found daunting but it had to be done.

As her power grew so to would her influence over her children. Some would come to her willingly and she would welcome them with open arms. She was sure others would resist. She would give them a chance to come to her willingly, but if they refused they would die.

It was a simple choice really. Join her or die.

Alice P.O.V

I was in my room looking at myself in my mirror.

I was trying on some new clothes, trying to find a new style I liked.

I was trying to decide if I could use the gray coats to go with the black outfits. It wasn't the color it was the way the clothes were cut.

Whoever said fashion was easy obviously had no real art when it came to dressing.

Nessie and EJ were out of the house. A part of me missed the little darlings already, but another part was glad they were gone for the night. Because of their existence my visions were blind at the house. I could not properly focus on any of my family unless the visions concerned someone outside of our home connecting with us in some way.

But now that the twins are gone my visions are back to full power and I can see the possible futures of all my family.

I'll admit it. I did have to thank the twins. I have spent so many years depending on my power, so used to order and control that my life had become too predictable, too controllable, too boring.

I had forgotten how thrilling the unknown is, how terrifying uncertainty could be, the burden of doubt.

It was then I had a vision. One of the worst I have ever had.

I was in a city.

It was daylight and the city was burning. There were fires, there was screams, and there were animalistic growls.

I saw humans running in terror, I saw human military in full combat gearing with guns aimed and firing. But I saw what they fighting was not something harmed by guns.

Vampires, hundreds of vampires. Their eyes red and skin sparkling like diamonds in the sun light tore through the human fighters like they were glass.

I saw them, wild with hunger devour the humans with wild abandon.

Then the vision showed a woman...she was the most beautiful creature I have ever seen, her hair was black as night and thick, and her skin had a deep Mediterranean tan. I could not tell what her ethnicity was. She looked like a mix between African American, Middle Eastern and Asian.

Her eyes were red and her skin sparkled in the sun as well, adding to her beauty. She was so beautiful I had trouble looking at her. How could such a being exist? What was I next to her? How dare I look at such a being, what right did I have?

She stood in front of a stone tower...no not a tower, an obelisk. I could see a long rectangular pool in front of the obelisk. I could smell cherry blossoms in the air.

The woman watched the carnage with a terrible smile.

A woman with long blonde hair walked up to her and bowed.

"Mother, the capital has fallen. The human leaders are dead. Victory is yours!"

"Yes, I have made paradise on earth. But it won't be long before the humans decide to retaliate. Best increase the ranks."

The beautiful woman raised her hands.

"Here me my children!"

All the vampires, hundreds and hundreds of red eyes monsters stopped their destruction, as if they could all hear her.

"The day is ours! Now begins our promised day! Turn the humans you can, kill the rest. Let our family grow so that the humans may fall more quickly. Then let us spread over the lands of man and take back our world!"

The vampires obeyed. Now instead of killing humans they turned them. A single bite was all it took, every human they found, the young, the old, the rich, the poor, the good and the wicked, all fell to the power of the vampire venom, soon to become monsters themselves in three days.

"Now my apocalypse begins. This world will turn red with blood, and my new kingdom will rise."

"Praise be to our mother, praise be to Gaea, Lilith, Sekhmet, Tiamat, Akna, Beira, Coatlicue, The blood goddess, the cave dweller, Mother night, The Frenzy, Queen of the red sea, Death's bride, The sweet death, The walker of the dessert!" the blonde yelled.

I came out of my vision on the ground.

Jasper was holding me, shaking me slightly calling my name. Carlisle was inspecting me, trying to find a reason for my condition.

I could hear the others in the room, trying to see what was wrong. Trying to find out what I was seeing.

"Edward what is she seeing? Is it the Volturi?" I heard Bella ask.

"No...It's something much worse," I heard Edward say.

Leah P.O.V

I woke to the sounds of Jake speaking urgently on the phone.

"Alright, we will be there, by."

I looked up at him; Nessie and EJ were still asleep.

"What's wrong?" I asked him quietly.

"Alice had a vision. Something bad is going to happen," he said.

I sighed. "See, I told you."

Fusedtwilight: That's right, the Cullen's must face the mother of all vampires. Next chapter the mother begins he plane for world domination and we learn more about her. Please review.
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