|
Post by Aro Volturi on Oct 2, 2012 11:55:05 GMT -5
Aro stood motionless at the window, looking out at the sunrise over the mountains. Those of the guard in the room stood nervously in silence. Aro had made it clear that he was not to be disturbed until he was ready. Aro’s shoulders relaxed as his hands gripped the balcony.
“Send for the entire Volturi Guard. Everyone is to come, even the Wives. No exceptions. If this is truly to come to action, there will be a cleansing. We will not only destroy the creature, but those who created her and all others who aid them. This will be a purge the likes of which has not been seen in centuries. I do wish for it not to be truth. I wish for the little turncoat to be shown a liar but I have seen what she believes in her own eyes.”
One of the Guard stepped forward, asking, “The Wives? But they are never out of the towers…”
Aro’s hand flashed out, sending the guardsman crashing into the wall. Shaking his head he looked to the others.
“Any other foolishness? The next one goes over the balcony. All are to arrive in Seattle before the week is done. You have your orders…now GO!”
Aro turned once again to the horizon, thinking to himself.
~Carisle, how could you have allowed this. You know what I must now do. Forgive me, my old friend, but you have pushed my hand to this action…~
|
|