Post by Aro Volturi on Dec 6, 2012 6:40:55 GMT -5
Aro looked at his newest prodigy, the newest piece and has ground collection, with pride. They knew ahead of time that there be a changed his gift after he became a vampire but they had no clue what he really would be capable of until the time came to test.
Santigo focused his mind allowing the images to push forth in manifest around him. The floor seemed to fall away to nothing only to climb back in place a moment later. The air around him would turn as black as night yet a bird could fly through unhindered. He loved the new gifts he had gained through the blessing of the Volturi. He owed them so much, but nothing more so than all they had done for his village. Thanks to the Volturi, his village thrived. His absence was seen but not unwelcome. The loss of one man who did not even have a family in the village was little compared to the gifts that the Volturi had bestowed to them in return for their loss.
Aro walked into the room seemed to pass straight through a brick wall that faded to butterflies as Santigo looked up to see his friend, his mentor. He motioned Aro forward, dismissing the illusions around him with a gesture.
Santigo stood and bowed to his mentor…
“Master Aro, your servant is honored by your visit. Through the guidance of your people, I have been able to enhance those gifts my second birth gave me to impressive levels.…”
Aro smiled as the young man bowed, nodding at what he said…
“My young friend, that is exactly why I am here. The time is come for you to join my personal guard. You will want for nothing, but you will earn what you were given. When we offered you our gift, you understood it came with a balance. Your service in my Guard is that balance. Your gifts have been enhanced to a mind altering scale by the blessing we have given you. It is now your turn to give us something in return. Come with me, my young friend… Leave your old name and your old life behind. You are now simply known as Masque as your gifts has shown you to be. Even during your time as a human, you could masque decisions, places, even people and our blessing has given you the ability to take those gifts you already had and bring them out into our world. Welcome home, Masque and welcome to your new life…”
Aro smirked as he glanced at the aged portrait of his old friend Carlisle…
Checkmate, my old friend… Game… Set… Match.
Santigo focused his mind allowing the images to push forth in manifest around him. The floor seemed to fall away to nothing only to climb back in place a moment later. The air around him would turn as black as night yet a bird could fly through unhindered. He loved the new gifts he had gained through the blessing of the Volturi. He owed them so much, but nothing more so than all they had done for his village. Thanks to the Volturi, his village thrived. His absence was seen but not unwelcome. The loss of one man who did not even have a family in the village was little compared to the gifts that the Volturi had bestowed to them in return for their loss.
Aro walked into the room seemed to pass straight through a brick wall that faded to butterflies as Santigo looked up to see his friend, his mentor. He motioned Aro forward, dismissing the illusions around him with a gesture.
Santigo stood and bowed to his mentor…
“Master Aro, your servant is honored by your visit. Through the guidance of your people, I have been able to enhance those gifts my second birth gave me to impressive levels.…”
Aro smiled as the young man bowed, nodding at what he said…
“My young friend, that is exactly why I am here. The time is come for you to join my personal guard. You will want for nothing, but you will earn what you were given. When we offered you our gift, you understood it came with a balance. Your service in my Guard is that balance. Your gifts have been enhanced to a mind altering scale by the blessing we have given you. It is now your turn to give us something in return. Come with me, my young friend… Leave your old name and your old life behind. You are now simply known as Masque as your gifts has shown you to be. Even during your time as a human, you could masque decisions, places, even people and our blessing has given you the ability to take those gifts you already had and bring them out into our world. Welcome home, Masque and welcome to your new life…”
Aro smirked as he glanced at the aged portrait of his old friend Carlisle…
Checkmate, my old friend… Game… Set… Match.
