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Repercussion's of a Ruinous Nature

The Volturi is all powerful, the ruling class of vampires. But how can they keep the vampire world in order when they themselves are falling apart? Marcus's POV. Generated image


1. Incessant quarreling and banter.

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I wanted desperately to yawn. But alas, I was not physically tired, and therefore Aro would know the boredom he evokes upon me.

Aro’s speech continued in his cheerful tone. The guard watched him with rapt attention, although a few would glance at Caius and me as well.

Nevertheless, I yawned.

Aro turned to look beside himself at me. He frowned. “Dear brother, are you quite alright?”

My apathetic face blinked. “Yes, brother. Please, continue you’re rambling discussion.”

Caius snickered. “Aro, I believe you’ve been…what’s the phrase that they use in modern day? Burned?”

Little Jane laughed in wind chime peals. Alec smacked her arm. You see, Jane was one of Caius’s students. Alec was one of Aro’s. That’s the only difference. And really, it makes all the difference.

Felix glowered at Jane. “Hush, child,” He growled.

Demetri snarled. “Exactly, she’s a child. Leave her be.”

Heidi pouted. “Everyone just shut up! I want to hear the rest of Aro’s speech.”

Aro cleared his throat. “Thank you, Heidi. Now, as I was saying about the state of the castle windows, our reception area cleaning crew has recently found out a bit too much about us. So, therefore, we all get a little snack this evening, and a new crew will be here by tomorrow. The dust will be gone, and there will be no more streaking on the windows.”

Caius interrupted. “Felix, you will do no more streaking as well,”

Felix ducked his head, and his hands shook with anger. “Yes Master,” He said in embarrassment, while the vampires around him tittered.

Aro sighed and looked upwards as though asking for patience. “Caius, if you would please refrain from making crude jokes amongst the guard?”

Caius shrugged. “My apologies, Aro,”

Aro turned back to the crowd of vampires. The entire guard was gathered in the meeting hall, as well as some guests of the Volturi. “Now, you are all dismissed. Please, continue with whatever you were doing before I called this conference.”

The vampires dispersed quickly, and many of the guard went to the most popular training courtyards. Aro, Caius, and I were left in the hall along with their wives.

Sulpicia hurried to Aro’s side and pulled his hand to her face. He narrowed his eyes with concentration.

Caius, meanwhile, was assaulted by his own wife, Athenodora. “Love, you mustn’t be so rude to your brother whilst he commands the attention of the guard. It isn’t proper to allow those under you to see any form of disagreement.”

Caius shook his head. “Dearest, you must understand that I am merely making jokes, you see. Just having fun, making Aro’s speeches more interesting.”

Athenodora turned to me. “Marcus, you must control this brother of yours! He allows his tongue to say such cruelties.”

I allowed my lips to turn into the slightest smile. “Athenodora, he is his own man. Aro and Caius must reconcile their divergences in whichever way they deem fit.”

Aro glared at me, his hand dropping from his wife’s face. “Marcus, you were the root of the problem today! Yawning in my speech? Why, I didn’t even know that vampires ever had the need to yawn!”

“Peace, brother,” I said softly, holding my hands up in front of me. “Whilst we don’t theoretically necessitate yawning, I previously knew the information being discussed and could not help but liberate some of my monotony.” I could see that my wordy response was slightly confusing to him. Even after many a millennia, Aro’s vocabulary was pitifully small.

“Ah, well,” Aro said, brushing it off. “I do believe that it is time for training, yes?”

Caius nodded. “My group get’s the largest court today, brother,”

Aro frowned and crossed his arms. “No way! You had it yesterday, if your brain isn’t too idiotic to remember,”

“Brothers! This is of trivial matters. Please, why not allow my students and me to have the large court? We have not worked there since two years last Sunday,” I suggested.

They both snorted. “You and your students? But Marcus, you have only two. You need only the smallest court.” Caius insisted.

Aro nodded. “I must agree, Marcus, you have no need,”

“Well,” I began. “I encompass the need for your incessant quarrelling and banter to end.” Aro and Caius both had the decency to look slightly ashamed.

“Sorry, brother,” Caius muttered.

“I too must apologize. You are always such the peacemaker,” Aro agreed.

The two wives sighed. “Go work, gentlemen,” Sulpicia ordered.

Athenodora agreed. “Yes, be gone.”

Us men obeyed, and quickly left to find our students.

Corin was seated in a large chair in our expansive library, and Chelsea was lurking in the shelves behind him.

“Master,” They greeted when I closed the door behind me.

“We have the large courtyard today,” I announced.

Corin snapped his large volume shut and set it on the table next to his chair. He rose quickly. “Why, Master? There are only two of us, and the other Master’s have four each!”

I grinned, a rare occurrence for me. “Well, the bonds between Caius and Aro continue to be hacked at by their sharp words. The unvarying bickering between them has caused me to take action and castigate them the way my mother would have.”

Chelsea smiled a reflection of mine. “Master, I was hoping that they would resolve their differences peacefully, rather than with harsh bitterness.”

I sighed. “As did I. But for now, come. We must train.” I led my pupils out to the courtyard in the middle of the castle.

When passing by it, one could only see another stone door in the hallway. But upon entering the door, it would become clear that it was not a room, for there was no roof above it, and half of the outer wall was reduced to a few bricks lying here and there. Of course, the courtyard faced away from Volterra city.

Now it becomes essential that I explain their gifts.

Chelsea’s gift was very similar to mine – she was able to influence bonds between people. She could sense the bonds as well, but only at a basic level.

Corin, however, had a gift that we had thought to be so truly unique. He was able to feel and manipulate emotions.

You see, we had thought it to be an exclusive aptitude. But of course, our old acquaintance Carlisle proved us wrong when one of his coven members proved to have this identical gift, although not quite as strong.

Aro and Caius were so focused on ensnaring Alice and Edward Cullen, though, that they neglected to see the potential this other vampire would have.

Chelsea sighed, bored already with this training session. “Master, what are we doing today?”

I walked the perimeter of the courtyard. “Corin, what are my emotions?”

He answered immediately. “You’re feeling displeasure and unease, Master.” I nodded. “Correct. To whom am I feeling these feelings, Chelsea?”

“From what I can tell,” She started slowly, her eyes looking to the clouds as she thought, “You’re displeased with Aro. The bonds between you are slipping at the slightest pace.”

“So very close, Chelsea…”I prodded.

She frowned in concentration. “Umm…oh! I also sense the equivalent bonds between you and Caius as well.”

“Precisely,” I encouraged her.

My students practiced many of the same rituals for the next hour of training.

“Well, I believe that your practice time is well ended today,” I congratulated them. “Now go, execute your own activities.”

They left the courtyard together, and the stone door slammed shut behind them.

The sun was peeking out, and it cast rainbows on my face. I sat down on a brick and turned my face towards the sun, and breeze assaulted my head like a sweet caress.

Although many would argue this, my students were really the most useful. To be able to sense the emotions and relations within someone or some coven, it created peace of mind.

Especially when a rift was commencing.