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Soul Twilight
By : Hetrah
Category: Twilight Series > Het
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Chapter List
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Elisabetta 'Betta' Fiore: *Undetermined*
Angelo 'Angel' Fiore: Toby Hemingway.
Sebastien 'Bastien' Fiore: Travis Fimmel.
Annabella 'Anna' Fiore: Fairuza Balk.
Katherina 'Kitty' Fiore: Dita Von Teese.
Edvard 'Varek' Fiore: Steven Strait.
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First Story of the 'Twilight Escape' series:
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Bella, Edward, Jacob, and several other students stared in amazement as the new students appeared in the quad. For the lot of the students watching, everything just seemed to be happening in slow motion. Three girls and three boys. The first of the girls, and seemingly the youngest, appeared to be the leader, albeit the baby of the group.

Betta was 5' 1 1/2" tall barefoot, but she was wearing spiked heel boots that made her 5' 6" tall. Hanging low on her hips was a black velvet skirt, heavy, with purple gauze overlay and a gleaming silver underskirt. She also wore a corset-like halter top that kept plump breasts pushed up, giving the appearance that they could fall out at any moment, which much of the male student body prayed did happen. The corset top was black with silver stitching and purple velvet shoulder less sleeves that belled out with silver gauze at the elbow. Her skin was pale as milk, which made the girl look like a doll, like a fragile doll. Her nails were long and painted purple with silver moons at the very tips and silver pentagrams toward the cuticles. It was rumored that the new students were pagans, like during King Arthur's time, but nobody knew for sure. Her hair was black and almost bone white blond, the black of her hair was piled up on top of her hair in an elaborate do of curls, with only two straight locks of her bangs hanging down. And the blond of her hair was hanging in braids that were wound with purple and black threads. And what no one seemed to understand was her eyes. She always wore a pair of raybans to cover them.

Angel was just that...an angel. He was 5' 11" with shaggy bone white hair that hung in his face. His skin was pale, though not as pale as Betta's was, his skin giving the soft appearance that just made you want to touch him. His eyes were a soft sky blue with an odd amber ring around them. His lips were plump and almost dark red, giving the appearance that he chewed on them constantly, which he did, but that's not the point. His nails, fingers and toes...even though you couldn't see his toes, were painted black, a little moon inside of a pentagram on each fingernail. He wore black steel toed boots, black soft leather pants that had silver lacing up the sides of the legs, and a white wife beater under a dark purple button up that was undone half way. He had two black locks in his hair that seemed to be woven into his bangs, braided, and woven along the sides of his head to come to the back of his skull where the locks hung in one braid. He had Kohl around his eyes, making the soft blue depths look like they would pop out of his skull.

Bastien was the tallest at 6" 7" tall. His skin was like a pale gold, his hair was wavy and black, pulled back into a tight braid that stopped above the crack of his ass. He seemed to be dressed more modern than Angel and Betta, who's tastes did seem to run more toward Renaissance Fair than what would be considered fashion today. He wore a tight fitting black t-shirt that had a white 'Vampire' rabbit wearing a Dracula cape, the phrase 'I Suck and Swallow' in a thought bubble above it's head. His pants were tight black jeans, he wore a floor length black leather duster, and combat boots with silver laces. He admitted that his outfit wasn't as elaborate as Angel and Betta's, but he liked it none the less. The student body noticed that his shirt was short sleeved, seeing an elaborate black dragon tattoo that peeked from under his collar, assuming it ran the lengths of his shoulder, and out his sleeve, it's tail winding around his toned bicep.

Anna was dressed more like Bastien, but instead of goth punk, she was naughty school girl. She'd heard one too many times that she was a dead ringer for Fairuza Balk when she was in The Craft. But what nobody knew was that Anna did the stunts, the 'magic', using it a a way to 'vent'.

Kitty was dressed the sex kitten as always, wearing a silver corset with black laces over a dark purple dress. Her black hair was pulled up tight, her lips red, her eyes lined with Kohl, blank expression firmly in place.

And Varek...*chuckles*...Varek was 6' 3", his hair falling to the bottom of his shoulder blades, the straight chocolate length just begging to be touched. His skin had that same golden color that Bastien's had, but Varek's was just a tiny bit darker. Varek's hair hung free, his dark eyes scanning over everyone, watching them, especially the Cullens. He was dressed in black skater pants with silver stripes up the side, a dark purple t-shirt and a black leather coat.

The Fiores were legend, even to Carlisle, who heard the legend from his sire when he was first turned. The Fiores were old world Italians, Ancient Romans, actually. It started with Kitty, who back then went by Katherina. Her mother was a Persian dancer, the ancestress of Bagoas. Her father was a Roman general, Marius, who sadly went unseen by history, even though Alexander the Great's lover, Hephaistien, could be traced all the way back to one of his conquests before Kitty's mother. Kitty's mother was killed by her master when the woman refused to let him have sex with Kitty when Kitty was just a little girl. Her uncle, also a dancer, snuck Kitty out of the city, all the way to a little village outside of Rome. The same village where the little girl's father lived.

Then there was Varek or as he was known then: Edvard. His mother was a Celt slave girl. Angel, or Angelo then, was the man's son with a high-ranking Roman daughter...who was promptly executed by her husband after Angel's birth and exile to his birth father's arms. Then Bastien, or Sebastien then, born the same year as Angel, the son of a Druid Priestess. Then there was 'the twins' as Anna and Betta were called. Their father had a threesome with identical twins sisters, low ranking family, so the girls' births weren't of any social consequence. Anna and Betta used to go by Annabella and Elizabetta back in the day.

And now. Here they were. In Forks. In High School. Bella almost swore that Edward's eyes were glazing over as Betta and the others walked closer. Right when Betta walked before him, the petite Italian reached over and tapped his chin, making the younger Vampire close his mouth audibly. Betta winked at him before waving and blowing a kiss as she walked backwards, turning afterwards.

"Oh man..." Jasper laughed, "Carlisle is going to love this."
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"Huh?" was all that Carlisle could manage to say.
Jasper laughed.

"The Fiore Coven are in Forks," He repeated, "sans Father Bear, apparently."
Carlisle shook his head to clear the cobwebs that had formed there in his thoughts.

"How do you know that Marius wasn't with them?"
Jasper looked pointedly at Edward, who was just sitting in a chair, staring out the window.

(flashback)

"Ciao, bello," said a soft but graveled voice.
Edward turned to see Betta standing there before him.

"Can I sit, bello?" She asked, tray in hand.
Edward nodded gently and Betta sat in front of him. They sat in silence as she drizzled something from a vial over her gravy fries, something that smelled like blood when the scent hit him. His brows furrowed. It smelled like human blood...almost.

"It's Angelo's," She said in a low voice, "the blood."
"Oh..." He said finally.
Edward seemed too entranced by Betta, watching as she put a gravy and blood drenched fry into her mouth, groaning softly as she enjoyed the taste.
(pause flashback)

Edward shook his head, noticing now that the others seemed to be looking at him expectantly.

"What?"
Carlisle shook his head, sighing softly. Boys, He thought to himself.

(Continue flashback)
"No way!" Edward chuckled, watching as she finished off the last of the bloody gravy.
Betta nodded.

"I still remember that moment to the day," She said fondly.
"What happened?" He asked, watching her intently as she poured the next vial, which smelled like Varek, into her soda.
"Itty bitty little Carlisle, completely intent on staying muddy, ran out of the house, screaming 'death to baths' at the top of his lungs. I felt sorry for his poor mother, having to chase him all over before she finally caught him in a mud puddle...after having fell in too."
Edward covered his mouth, unable to hide barking laughter, his eyes almost glowing with amusement and mirth.

"Do you still say 'Death To Baths'?" Edward asked Carlisle innocently, laughing as the older Vampire's eyes narrowed, his gaze asking what, and how, he knew, adding, "Betta told me."

Edward watched as Betta finished the last of the vials, the young Vampire almost drooling in hunger. Betta could see the silver glow behind the young vampire's gaze. Betta's powers, due to age, were vast and she sent a thought to him.

I will go the the janitor's closet at the farthest end of the school, She sent, looking deeply into his eyes, I will meet you there, little one. We can deal with your hunger there.
After a moment or two, pretending to talk, Betta 'said goodbye', got up and walked away. Edward 'finished' his lunch shortly after, making a show to the others (Jasper, Alice, etc...) of throwing things away before he headed inside. Alice looked at the others, wondering if they should follow him, but Rosalie shook her head. It didn't take a genius to figure out what was going to happen. They could see the underlying hunger in Edward's eyes and from the intense look that Betta had given him before she went inside.

Edward disappeared into the school, following the scent of Betta's skin and the blood she drank to... He cocked his head, guessing that she decided not to go to the closet. Taking a look around, probing with his power for other people in the vicinity, he snuck into the 'out of order' bathroom. He could see her bare feet from under the stall. He chuckled low in his throat, the sound filling the silent room. The stall opened and the petite Betta stuck her head out, beckoning him with a finger, as she stepped out of the stall. It was the sight that greeted him that made his jaw drop once more. He had heard things about the ways of ancient vampires from Carlisle, but he never actually believed any of it. One thing that Carlisle made perfectly clear is that they had no problem with nudity. Another was that they sometimes had sex while feeding, which was apparently what Betta had in mind.

Betta smirked at Edward, the stunned look in the young vampire's eyes was priceless. She beckoned him again, the young vampire finally taking a step forward.

"Come to me, bello," She said softly, "do not be afraid, little one."
Edward stood in front of her now, staring down into her glowing red eyes. Betta hooked a finger under Edward's chin, shivering at how cool the youngling's skin was. He needed a proper feeding, not just animal blood, but that of another vampire's, and if she knew Carlisle Cullen any, the poor thing wasn't going to get it that way.

"You are beautiful," She said softly, stepping up on her toes to press a kiss to his chin, "cosi bella..."
Edward moved next on impulse, picking Betta up, to bring her eyes to his eye level. Betta grunted inaudibly to human ears when Edward picked her up, but wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck, on instinct. He walked her right back into the stall, pressing her back against the cool metal of the stall wall. She unwrapped her arms from around his neck, bracing one hand on his shoulder, pressing herself up. She stared into his eyes, unblinking, as she freed him from his jeans with her other hand.

"così difficile, la mia bella uno," She purred, the purr rumbling in her chest, as she stroked him with her free hand.
Edward groaned softly, his head falling gently so that their foreheads pressed together. She nudged him gently and he lifted his head, almost caught unaware as she kissed him, tugging gently on his bottom lip.

"vuoi essa, il mio bel vampiro? E tu?" She asked him.
Edward groaned against her mouth, not even noticing what Betta was doing in the meantime. Betta held him in her tiny hand, holding him still as she...

"Oh god..." Edward groaned as she sank down on him, the warmth of her surprising him.
Betta's head lulled back, hitting the wall of the stall with a dull thunk sounding through the bathroom. Betta's eyes fluttered closed and she could hear the soft growl radiating from Edward. She lifted her head to see that his eyes were glowing silver, a sign of younger vampires. She pulled him into a kiss, her hands cupping his cheeks. Being as old as she was, it took every bit of control that Bella had not to growl and snarl and roar it into the mountains how good he felt.

"cedere, la mia bella, dare pollici..." She groaned.
Edward watched as her head tilted to the side, seeing the pulsing vein, fresh after feeding, in front of him. He growled softly, feeling his fangs elongating.

"Smettere di giocare con la mia mente!" She growled at him.
A slight tilt to the side and Edward buried his fangs into her neck. Out in the quad, Rosalie, Alice, Jasper and Emmett were snickering under their breath as the student body collectively looked around for the source of the sound.

"Sounds like somebody's getting some," Emmett laughed quietly.
Back in the bathroom, soft growls filled the room. In the stall, Edward had Betta's legs high on his hips, his jeans now at his knees, the metal of the stall wall giving a gentle creaking as he rocked into her. Betta whimpered, the soft savage growl of what she was, heard behind it. Edward buried his face into Betta's neck, nuzzling and licking at the possessive bite mark on her neck.

Outside Edward's mind, Esme lead an entranced Edward back to his room, getting the young vampire to lay down. She could only imagine what Edward was remembering. She reached the door, only to hear Edward speak.

"I think I Claimed her..."
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