#aro-de-volturi

Kaitlyn was lost again. The path that she used to follow, which usually brought her straight back home, stopped at a dead end in front of a high cliff. She had tried tracing her footsteps but the attempt was rather foolish and useless. The sun was already setting and the day was not getting any younger. Soon, she would be surrounded by pitch-black darkness alone in the woods with God-knows-what as her companion. This part of the forest was even surrounded abundantly by multiple groves of trees that had lengthy bare branches.

Kaitlyn tightened her cloak as she began to slowly walk around. Perhaps if she shouted, someone might hear her. But no, the risk was too great. What if someone heard her? And it was someone who had intentions of doing any kind of harm to her? Her status only placed her in more peril so in case someone was watching, she placed the hood on her head and began to walk faster.

Stopping in a grove of trees, Kaitlyn took a minute to catch her breath after a 15-minute walk that had not progressed. It was almost dusk now which made Kaitlyn panic a bit. She placed her hand on her sole weapon of defense, a dagger, to make her feel more comfortable. And that was when she heard the rustle of a branch and the crunching of dried leaves, like someone was there, watching.

Sulpicia was sitting at her desk, finishing up her latest journal entry.  With a contented sigh, she closed the leather bound book and placed her black pen atop it.  She was just about to stand, when there were two knocks upon her door, and then it opened to reveal Athenodora.  Sulpicia chose to remain seated as she smiled in greeting to her sister.  "Hello Athena, how are you feeling?" Since their guard and friend Corin had been away on a mission, they had both been feeling a little 'off' lately. 

Athenodora smiled back, though her smile was smaller, more weary looking.  "The same." she replied, and sat down on the bed. 

Amelia Isabella Brandon-Whitlock Cullen. 

It was a very long name for any child, but Amelia was proud of it.  Although she very rarely went by her full name, she liked knowing that her name was very meaningful.  She never understood why her parents gave her the first name of Amelia, but she didn’t mind.  She loved it.  She thought it was the prettiest name, only second to Alice.  Isabella, her middle name came from her aunt Bella, her mother’s best friend.  Brandon was her mother’s maiden name, Whitlock her father’s name, and lastly her family name of Cullen.  Amelia was the only daughter of Alice and Jasper Cullen.  To this day no one knew how Alice and Jasper were able to conceive a child, especially after years of marriage.  Although Carlisle Cullen, Amelia’s grandfather was always researching and testing Amelia, there was still no answer to how it happened.  Alice and Jasper being grown vampires shouldn’t have ever had a child, but somehow, someway, Amelia was conceived and born. 

Amelia had all the qualities a human child had, but she also had a unique mix of vampire qualities as well.  Unlike vampires, Amelia was able to grow; therefore she required sleep and food, although she was able to live off a human or vampire diet, depending on her mood.  She grew just a little bit slower than a human child would develop; something her Grandfather assumed was due to the venom in her system that would normally stop growth, only in her case it stunted or slowed her development. 

Amelia was very much like her parents, perfectly mixed with both of their wonderful qualities wrapped into one.  However, her looks came from Alice.  She was the carbon copy of what Alice would have looked like at her age.  When Amelia was younger her hair was very light blonde, eventually as she aged her hair turned darker like her mothers and eventually grew longer, but still had the soft curls like her father’s hair.  Amelia had her mother’s eyes, only hers were blue. Occasionally they looked green which she got that from her father as well.  In the end it didn’t really matter what Amelia looked like, or who she took after most because Amelia knew her parents and family loved her dearly.  Jasper had always let her feel just how much she was loved, letting her know exactly how much she was cared for.  Although Amelia didn’t have the emotional control of other’s like Jasper had, she was very connected to every emotion.  In fact she was a very emotional child, not meaning she cried all the time, but whatever emotion she did feel, she felt it 100 times stronger than normal. So when Amelia was happy, she was very happy.  Naturally she was a very happy child anyway, but to say Amelia “wore her heart on her sleeve” was a big understatement.  Whatever kind of emotion overcame her, everyone was able to tell because it would be very obvious on her.   As she developed more she learned how to read the emotions of others too, but she was able to read much more than that.  Like her mother she had the “gift” of seeing the future too, but hers wasn’t nearly as developed as Alice’s.  Mostly she was able to see things moments before they would happen, but she kept working on making better use from it with the help of her mother.