Disclaimer: I do NOT own Twilight or any of its characters. They all belong to Stephanie Meyer. I do, however, own my OCs and other mentioning's of character that don't belong to Twilight.

Pairings: OC/Aro/Caius/Marcus and canon-pairings.

Chapter IV – Truths, and Judgement

Amara P.O.V

If there was one thing that I would never forget, it's my brother's view on life. He would always have this way of looking at the world with wonder and sense of peace. He loved the world, as much as he loved his family. He thought that as Ancients, we were made to be on the earth for a purpose. What that purpose was, none of us knew.

But we didn't pay any mind to that.

It was the thought of always being together, watching and seeing the world with each other that made us content.

But nothing lasts forever.

"You are strong, dear sister. I know you will find that one thing that we shared since our creation. You will survive this, little love."

I missed his smiles, and his embraces. I missed his comforting nature and protectiveness, it always made me feel like I belonged, and it was with him.

I missed my family.

And the memory of my family asking me about a task given to me. One that I had refused whole-heartedly, but was convinced anyway.

"I know that what I am asking for is too much from you, and as your eldest brother, it is not kind of me to ask this of you."

"Then why are you asking?" She had demanded.

"Because I am tired, Amara… I am…" He sighed heavily, and Amara's eyes took in Cain's hollow eyes and cold presence. "For thousands of years, we have wandered this earth. I had thought everything we did was for a cause. I thought we had a purpose on this earth…"

"We do, brother…"

"I have lost sight of it, dear sister." He shook his head in dismay.

"But what about…" She choked back a sob that threatened to escape her.

"It will be his decision, Amara. I cannot force him to stay, and I cannot stop him from choosing."

"You would take all my family from me?" She accused, her red eyes filled with tears that would never fall.

"I know… I am a selfish creature, Amara." He smiled sadly at her.

"Please… I cannot live without him… Please do not make me…" She pleaded, grasping her brother's cloak tightly. He pulled her into his arms and held her close, shushing her gently and murmuring sweet nothings to her.

"Rest for now, little one. Dream… Have hope that all will be well eventually."

She could feel her brother's power at work, weaving its way into her mind and heart, persuading her.

"Samael…" She whispered, her tears somehow falling freely with her sadness and defeat.

I blinked my eyes, trying hard to get rid of the memories at had ended my happiness and began my lonely walk. 'I cannot allow my memories to cloud my thoughts, at least, not right now.' I scolded myself internally, shaking away any lingering past me

I was determined to make sure the Volturi would not win this battle, or get away with thinking they can pass their sense of 'justice'.

Even if I were to die today, I would do so gladly knowing that my friends were safe, and that I may join my family.

Third Person P.O.V

It was quiet as the Volturi approached. Their hoard of black cloaks, and the many witnesses that had come on their behalf. Amara could see the Guard walking around their leaders. Her red eyes caught sight of the leaders, their hoods on their heads, but showing their faces. Amara had to stop the snarl from appearing, disgusted at the sight of the three Volturi Kings.

All she saw in their eyes was greed, darkness and a hunger was everything powerful. It was something Amara had seen many times before in her kind. But for a coven to hold such ideals was monstrous, and cruel in her opinion. She would rather die than become a prize of war.

"Aro's looking for Alice." Edward informed her, to which she nodded in reply. It was typical of a power man to search for the favourable and most beneficial prizes amongst the other pieces.

Carlisle and Amara stood tall, side by side and waited.

A wolf's howl rang throughout the field, followed by the many padding for paws. Amara glance back to see the two wolf packs joining the vampires on the field, prowling and readying themselves.

It caused the Volturi and their many cloaks to stop, looks of apprehension and caution setting in.

Carlisle turned her, looking for guidance. Amara nodding to him reassuringly, stepping forward with him and taking the lead.

"Aro," Carlisle spoke calmly, "Let us discuss things as we used to, in a civilised manner."

"Fair words, Carlisle." Aro replied, his smooth voice carrying all the power and authority needed. "But a little out of place given the battalion you've assembled against us." He remarked.

"I can promise you. That was never my intent. No laws have been broken." Carlisle assured, sensing the tension rising fast in little time.

"We see the child. Do not treat us as fools." Caius sneered, his handsome face twisted.

"She is not an immortal!" Carlisle raised his voice to a near shout. "These witnesses can attest to that. You can look. See the flush of human blood in her cheeks." He gestured to Renesmee.

"Artifice!" Caius accused.

"Pazzo incompetente! Clear your mind of assumptions." Amara hissed in return, teeth bared. "Instead of being so closed minded, think on the present reality you are now facing." Her own voice carrying over the field and seeming to have an effect. The Guard tensed up, and focused their attention on her and her hooded figure. Her red lips were pulled back to show her sharp white teeth in a snarl.

Aro and Caius became more curious than angered by the harsh comments of the mysterious woman. She was dressed in a black hooded jacket, complete with black long pants and high-heeled black boots. Her figure, while hidden, was easy to guess that she was fit and ready for a fight. Yet somehow, something was different about this woman that stood so tall and firm against them.

Marcus turned his gaze the woman, and time stood still. His eyes began to see the many strings that were bonds. Each were linked to many others, but it was this woman's bonds that made Marcus begin to feel something, and notice how most of the strings this woman had were dull, yet strong.

It had been in Marcus' experience that seeing dull bonds were the meaning people that had passed. Usually the strings were dull and thinly stretched. Like an over-used elastic-band about to break. But this was different.

'Interesting…' He thought, seeing her bonds linking to nearly everyone on the field. But that was all.

There were three small white bonds linked from himself, his brother's Aro and Caius to the woman. It was an odd sight and not something seen before by Marcus.

He walked forward to stand beside Aro and held up his hand. Aro, taking his brother's hand began to see what he brother saw and it had further sparked his interest in the woman. He nodded to his brother, sharing a considering look before turning the matter at hand.

"I will collect every facet of the truth, but from someone more central to the story. Edward, as the child clings to your newborn mate, I assume you are involved." Aro smiled falsely, reaching out his hand for Edward.

Edward, having no choice, left his wife and child's side and began to walk to possible doom.

Amara could see Bella trying her best to stretch her Shield out, covering her husband in the hope of protecting his thoughts from the Volturi leader.

They all watched as Edward came close to Aro, and held up his hand for the vampire king, which eagerly was taken into the grasps of the mind-reading Volturi leader.

Aro, a glazed expression on his face, watched through unseeing eyes everything Edward had thought and seen in his life. The latest thoughts becoming more interesting than ever.

He watched as a woman stepped into the room, and Aro felt himself freeze and his breath caught. It was a sight to behold and one that Aro both feared and longed for.

It was his mate.

There she stood with the grace of a royal, the beauty of the great gods and goddess' and the loveliest expression ever seen. She was more beautiful than any woman, mortal and immortal alike, Aro had ever seen in his long life.

He watched her interactions with Carlisle, and the other coven's, and her exchanges with the child. It was something Aro had found exhilarating.

But his thoughts soon turned terrifying when she revealed herself.

"An Ancient…" He heard around him.

Aro blinked, his mind seeming froze and repeating the words over and over again. It wasn't possible. Not for him, or his kingdom. He spared at a glance at the hooded woman beside Carlisle, fear beginning to take hold of him.

"It's true." Edward confirmed. Aro snapping back to the young vampire, and seeing the serious unwavering resolve.

"I'd like to meet her." He spoke quietly, knowing Edward knew who he was referring to.

Edward turned away and looked to his wife and child, defeat in his eyes.

Bella and Renesmee moved forward with Jacob's wolf form following closely, before Bella looked to Emmett. Understanding, Emmett moved from Rosalie's side and took his place beside Jacob. Renesmee stopped them, Bella looking to her in worry before Renesmee let go of her mother's hand and rushing to Amara. All eyes watched the child as she gracefully made her way to the hooded woman.

Amara was quick to take then child's hand, and join Bella, Jacob and Emmett.

Bella quickly took her daughter's hand back, her nerves calming when she felt her child's warmth pressed against her side.

They walked forward, stopping when in front of the Volturi leaders and at Edward's side. Amara dropped Renesmee's hand, stepping back a few feet. Her eyes watched intently the scene that played out. She caught the glances and curious looks of many among the Volturi and its Guard. She didn't care about their opinions of her or how she appeared. She was simply here to protect Carlisle and his family, with a few new alliances and then she would leave.

'Hopefully without bloodshed.' She silently prayed.

"Ah, young Bella." Aro smiled, delighted. "Immortality becomes you." He complimented, before turning his attention the child in question. He suddenly began shrieking with laughter, pointing at the now trembling child, whose heart was beating loudly and fast. Amara sneered darkly, drawing a few wary looks her way.

"I can hear her strange heart."

"Renesmee." Amara murmured, Aro's eyes snapping to her in interest and fascination, which Amara ignored. Renesmee's pleading eyes caught hers, and with an encouraging nod, Renesmee stepped towards Aro.

"Hello Aro," She greeted softly. She glanced at the hand that Aro held out to her, but Renesmee ignored it and placed her hand on his cheek.

A silence fell over everyone as Aro watched the images that the child began showing him.

"Magnifico…" Aro breathe out. "Half mortal, half immortal. Conceived and carried by this new-born, while she was still human." He turned to look at Bella with newfound admiration.

"Impossible!" Caius denied outright.

"Do you think they fooled me, brother?" Aro returned lowly. Caius and Aro stared at one another, while Bella pulled Renesmee back to her, Edward ushering them back to the other side of the field, Emmett following behind. Amara and Jacob paused, both still. Jacob growling lowly, stance threatening and tall. Caius glared, outrage in his red eyes but said nothing.

Amara merely scoffed at them all, and turned to walk back with the large wolf following beside her.

"Bring the informant forward." Caius commanded of the Guard.

Irina stepped forward, four guards surrounding her closely. Her gold eyes full of fear when she looked to see her coven among the Cullen witness's. Regret took hold inside of Irina, her thoughts taking a dark turn when she realised the course her actions have brought upon.

"Is that the child you saw?" Caius gestured Renesmee, danger in his voice and daring her to challenge him.

"I'm not sure." She answered uneasily. When Irina looked at her, she saw the differences immediately and the error of her accusations.

"Jane?" Caius responded, calling on his trusted Guard to force the informant to answer.

"She's changed! This child is bigger." Irina replied quickly, her voice cracking and her form shaking.

"Then your allegations were false." He retorted with a growl.

"The Cullens are innocent. I take full responsibility for my mistake." Irina replied, knowing what was coming. She looked to her family, seeing them all staring at her, terrified and dreading what was coming. "I'm sorry…" she whispered to them, regretful.

Amara was quick to act when she saw Caius' movements. In a flash, she had Irina in her arms and was across the field. She pushed Irina harshly towards her coven and quickly turned around to face the Volturi. The Denali Coven was quick to close ranks around Irina, positions defensive and expression screaming danger and ready to attack and defend.

Caius was glaring at Amara with pure fury, face twisted into a dark snarl. His Guard was ready to move into action, to perform the proper judgement against Irina, but Amara stepped in front of them, red eyes glowing eerily at sent shivers down many spines.

Everything was silent. Her stance was that of a warrior goddess sent from the Heavens, or realms of Hell to fight and kill the army that stood before her. Her hood fell from her head, revealing her face to the world.

Caius froze, his expression turning from vengeful to stunned awe.

Aro stilled. Even having seen her face in Edward's memories, he was still struck by the sight of such beauty. 'Bellissimo…' He thought longingly.

Marcus was stunned, having not realised that it was possible for him to find his true mate. After the tragedy of his late wife, Didyme, he thought himself incapable of even loving again.

The entire Guard was frozen by the sight of such a beautiful creature being so angry. She was nothing they had seen before. It was common for vampires to be amongst the most beautiful creatures in the world, and a few of their own members were the most beautiful of their species. But this female vampire was different.

The whole world turned still, the winter air dropped in temperature rapidly, causing Renesmee to begin shivering and press herself against Jacob's side. The clouds above seemed to move and darken. Thunder could be heard from far in the distance and there was no natural sounds of life.

All the vampires gathered felt a sense of fear and the need to submit well up inside them. They began to realise that this woman was not someone to be faced or fight with. She was not just your just some nomad vampire.

She was something else.

"Try something… Give me a reason to lose what little control I have..." Amara hissed lowly, her stance turning slowly into a position of attack. Her red hair seemed to move differently, it gathered up in some non-existent wind. Her red eyes that glowed, and her hands flexed slightly.

"Caius," Aro warned, stopping any further actions.

"Pain." Jane was quick to act by forcing her power upon Edward, who fell to his knees in pain. Bella was quick to force her shield around her mate, stopping Jane's attack and relieving Edward of his mental torture.

"It's working," Edward reassured his wife.

"Carlisle, I tire of all this façade." Amara gritted her teeth.

"Please, there is still time to convince them." He pleaded to her.

"Four minutes." She growled in response.

"Aro, you see there's no law broken here." Carlisle was quick to resume the trial.

"Agreed. But does it then follow that there is no danger?" Aro spared a glance to his mate. It was clear that she wouldn't come to them willingly, and had resolved to stand against them. Though she was an Ancient, and probably the last of her kind, Aro was determined to bring her back to Volterra. If he had to lock her up in the tower with the wives, then so be it; no matter how long or how many he would lose in doing so.

Edward hissed at him, having read his thoughts. He would relay all Aro's thoughts to Amara after this fight was over.

"For the first time in our history, humans pose a threat to our kind. Their modern technology has given birth to weapons that could destroy us. Maintaining our secret has never been more imperative. In such perilous times, only the known is safe. Only the known is tolerable, and we know nothing of what this child will become. Can we live with such uncertainty? Spare ourselves a fight today, only to die tomorrow." Aro had placed the uncertainty in his own witnesses, seeing them all debating on what should be done.

Amara was disgusted beyond belief. No matter what the Cullen's did, it would all be for nothing. And if it came to a fight, she would watch them all burn with a smile on her face. 'Even if I were to wander through the ashes of this world alone.' She thought was resignation.

She knew what the Volturi Kings were to her. Her abilities were merely whispering to her at the present time, but she knew instinctively that the three Kings were what she feared.

Her mates.

She knew something had changed when she stepped onto the field and the Volturi came. It was a feeling of warmth that she hadn't felt since her time with her family… and him.

But that didn't matter now.

She was determined to make sure Carlisle and his family survive this ordeal.

Even at the cost of her happiness and life.

She sensed the two vampires approaching, breaking through the tree line.

"Alice." Edward murmured.

"Alice," Aro repeated, his gaze fixed greedily on the seer and her mate. Two Guards stopped them from approaching further. "My dear, dear Alice, we're so glad to see you here after all." He was giddy with excitement and anticipation.

"I have evidence the child won't be a risk to our kind." Alice announced, "Let me show you," She pushed her way passed the two Guards and stepping forward to Aro, who held out his hand for hers. Once grasping her hand, he watched the visions of Alice in his mind play through, while Alice experienced a vision of her own.

"It doesn't matter what I show you. Even when you see, you still won't change your decision." She wretched her hand from Aro, turning to look at Bella.

"Now!"

It was chaos soon after.

Alice was held hostage.

Carlisle demanded her release.

"Time's up…" A soft whisper on the wind.

Amara stepped forward and showed the true extent of her rage. One by one the Guard fell apart, ashes and venom sprayed across the snow.

No one saw how it happened, but the vampires suddenly dropped dead and turned to pieces.

Death was on the battlefield.

What followed was a battle that would change everything. The Cullen's were safe, and their witness's protected, while the Volturi perished. She stood in the middle of the field, her gaze hard and fierce. Her coat was drenched in venom and ash. Her hard piercing gaze was on the three Kings that stood before her.

"It wasn't supposed to be this way, il mio amore." Marcus pleaded, his expression broken by her expression of hate for them. He saw the bonds that tied them together were broken, shattered beyond repair.

"You chose your own fates when you thought yourselves greater than others." She snarled.

"We can fix this, amore." Caius pleaded. He couldn't believe what had happened. After everything, he couldn't take back what he had done… what they had done. He felt the clawing emotions of regret, remorse and longing in his heart, but knew nothing could be done to fix anything. He thought he could at least try and change her mind.

"I lost my mates when they thought war was the answer for everything." She sneered, her red eyes turning black with fury. "I had waited for such a long time… You have no idea how long I had waited for you. And now…" She shook her head in heart-wrenching agony, a look of utter defeat and sadness. "Perhaps we were not meant to be together in this lifetime."

"Please, il mio cuore…" Marcus' plea fell on deaf ears.

"I have lived since my creation without you. I can survive the rest of forever, even with the pressures of grief... It's nothing new to me." She smiled bitterly. "Maybe with your deaths, I can follow and finally be at peace…"

And those were the parting words to her mates before they perished with their fallen Coven.

Aro blinked, snapping out of the vision that assaulted his mind. Everyone was where they were before, watching and waiting for him to make his decision. Amara continued standing defensive, her hard glare set on him and his brothers; her mates.

"Now you know." Alice broke the silence. "That's your future, unless you decide on another course."

"We cannot alter our course, the child still poses a grave threat." Caius insisted, breaking Aro from his trance and dread-filled thoughts.

"But if you were sure she could remain concealed from the human world? Could we leave in peace?" Edward voiced his question.

"Of course, but that cannot be known." Caius replied, sparing a glance to Amara and the way she stood against him. He felt the mating bond clawing at him painfully, scolding himself with the way he had presented himself before his mate and the way he gave his impressions towards her.

"Actually, it can." Edward declared, a curve of a smile appearing.

Immediately, Amara sensed another three approaching. But these sensations were different, and one felt very familiar. Her red eyes brightened and her attention snapped to the two figures approaching. A small smile of delight grazed her lips at the sight of the two people walking onto the field from the trees and stopping beside Alice. Amara spared a glance to the trees, seeing a flash of dark red and brown, causing her to chuckle inwardly.

"I've been searching for witnesses of my own, among the Tekona tribes of Brazil." Alice explained.

"We have enough witnesses…" Caius rejected.

"Let him speak, brother." Aro interrupted, those around him could tell he was interested and fascinated with the current situation. Now that he saw what the future held for him, his coven and his mate, Aro was determined to prevent any bloodshed at all costs.

"I am half human, half vampire, like the child. A vampire seduced my mother, who died giving birth to me. My aunt Huilen, raised me as her own. I made her immortal." The man explained. Amara, having already known this, tuned out the conversation between Bella and the other half-child. She was more interested in the other presence that was waiting for the right time to join the situation.

"At what age did you reach maturity?" Aro questioned, his hand clasped together. He was fascinated by the idea of half-children.

"I became full grown seven years after my birth. I've not changed since then." The half-man who introduced himself as Nahuel answered.

"And your diet?"

"Blood, human food. I can survive on either."

It was silent for a moment. Aro, from everyone else's perspective, seemed to be debating something within himself. And Edward was frowning, beginning to get worried.

"Do you know of any others, like yourself and the child?" Aro finally asked.

Nahuel and Huilen turned to face the trees, looking to be waiting for something.

Another man stepped out from the trees, walking towards Nahuel and Huilen, stopping beside them.

This man, like the other half-children, was beautiful. Having unblemished light Caucasian skin, a strong build covered in a black leather jacket and dark navy jeans. His eyes were a piercing blue, with dark brown-red hair. He looked a lot like Amara, some seemed to notice.

"I am a half-child as well." He spoke in a deep melodic drawl, surprising a few vampires.

"And you are?"

"Angelo." He introduced flatly.

Carlisle gasped, turning to Amara as she stood tall and proud, her gaze fixed on the man called Angelo. He remembered having asked Amara many years ago if she had any family. She had explained about her family and kin being dead, as she had killed them. But there was also the mention of a boy named Angelo that she had raised.

"Yes, I had a son."

To say that Carlisle was shocked would be understatement. He knew well that vampires could not procreate, even with their mates. It wasn't possible for female vampires to become pregnant, so Carlisle had assumed Amara had adopted and he had questioned her about it.

"Oh no, I would never bring a human child into my life. It would be too much of risk to the child and myself."

"So…"

"It is quite complicated to say…" She paused, "But I—"

Carlisle continued to watch Angelo, seeing the similar face of Amara and another within the boy. The way he held himself, and the confidence he showed was so alike to Amara that there was definitely a resemblance between them.

"These children are much like us." Marcus spoke softly, his red eyes fixed on Amara and the resemblance Angelo shared with her. 'It is not possible…' Marcus wouldn't be fooled by the appearances alone, but there was something going on.

"Regardless, the Cullens have been consorting with werewolves, our natural enemies." Caius pointed out, once again sneering at the wolf packs that stood against them. Aro merely shook his head at Caius, denying his claim and turning to his coven and the witness's that had attended on their behalf.

"Dear ones, there is no danger here. We will not fight today." Aro declared, noticing the disappointed looks from his Guard and a few others. Some of them departed, but Caius and Marcus stayed, their eyes on Amara; their mate.

Amara merely ignored them, instead favouring in approaching Angelo who was walking towards her.

Renesmee was curious at the two other's that were like her, and tugged her mother and father forward. Nahuel and Huilen greeted the child, talking quietly.

"Hello Madre," Angelo greeted, shocking all those present. Now that were in front of each other, it was easy to see that the two were related and obviously, mother and son.

"Ciao, tesoro mio." Amara replied softly, holding out her hands to stroke the man's face. They smiled gently at each other in adoration, gazing at each other intensely after being away from each other for so long.

"Amara." Edward broke their moment, forcing the Ancient and half-child to look to him in somewhat annoyance.

"Do you mind? I haven't seen my mother in eighty years." Angelo growled lowly, blue eyes narrowed.

"I am sorry to interrupt, but our daughter wanted to meet you." He smiled apologetically, nudging Renesmee forward. Angelo looked down at the child, nodding respectfully. Renesmee smiled back and held up her hand, which Angelo declined.

"I am sorry, child. But I know of your ability. I have no desire of allowing a child such as yourself perusing through my mind." Angelo held up a hand to the child, stopping her from coming closer.

"So much like your mother, I see." Carlisle commented, smiling in amusement at the man's rejection of the child and said child pouting. Edward and Bella lead their daughter away from them, instead approaching Alice and Jasper.

"Of that, I am very proud of." Angelo grinned at Carlisle before offering his hand to the Cullen leader. "You must be the famous Carlisle Cullen I have heard so much about."

"Yes. It is a pleasure meet the son of Amara." Carlisle chuckled at Amara, who held a sheepish expression before she embraced her son tightly.

The threat of death was gone, and loved ones could share the moment of relief and peace in knowing they would live another day.

"Well, my dear Carlisle. It has been an interesting few weeks." Amara smiled at him, holding onto her son's hand tightly. "But I think my son and I have overstayed our welcome."

"Oh, please, stay for little while longer." Esme pleaded, wanting to get to know her husband's old friend.

"I appreciate the offer, Esme dear. However, there are other matters I must attend to." Amara dismissed, turned her suddenly hard gaze to the three Volturi Kings and the Guard that waited beyond the tree-line. She had to settle this with them, and it would not be easy for them, and a little uncomfortable for her.

'But it needs to be done…' She would not be mated or chained down to a coven that took pride in collecting and ruling with cruelty. She would never sink to their level, or allow them to bring her down with them.

"It was a pleasure to meet you, Carlisle. Despite the short meeting." Angelo shook Carlisle's hand firmly.

"Please, the pleasure was all mine. I have always wanted to meet you, ever since Amara had mentioned you." Carlisle smiled at bother mother and son, feeling eternally grateful for their support against the Volturi. "I thank you again, Amara, for everything you have done." Carlisle grasp Amara and embraced her tightly.

"Always, my dear friend. You will have my support in any endeavour you may face." She nodded to the rest of his coven, before resting her gaze on Renesmee. She walked to the girl, kneeling in front of her. "I will give you some advice, that will help you in the future, child. It's something that I had told my son when he was your age. And hopefully, your parents can learn something from it as well."

"What's that?" Renesmee asked.

"Do not ever take life for granted." She replied serious, her face firm and spoke volumes of how serious she was. "Because you are different, life and the world, will judge you. It could be because you are different, or that you are special. Some will try to deceive you, others will be genuine in their own ways of getting to know you. But do not let people walk over you. Stand strong, learn, and make mistakes to become better. But most of all… be yourself."

"Be myself?"

"Yes. Do not let your family or anyone else dictate on what you have to do or who they want you to be. Believe me, I know what it's like to become someone that I am not, all for the sake of trying to appear normal. Because we are not normal." She smiled at the child, seeing the doubt and insecurities the little girl was experiences. "Do not be disheartened. You are not alone." She looked up at the parents of this unique child, seeing them looking at her wary and doubtful themselves.

"You two will look after this child. Become responsible. Become parents." She demanded of them, eyes narrowed.

"We are." Bella retorted, still bitter at the woman's judgements.

"No, you are nowhere near the levels of being parents. If you did not have the support of your coven, well… I doubt that Renesmee would be here." Amara's honestly would be heard from the other vampires and had to agree with the Ancient.

"You don't know that." Bella snapped. "You don't know the first thing about being a parent."

"Have you been deaf or blocked out most of the conversation that my mother and Carlisle were having." Angelo sneered at the newborn, who in turn glared back at him with a low growl. "Growl at me again, and I will put you in your place, newborn." He warned. His blue eyes seemed to flash something dark, causing Bella to flinch away from him instinctively.

"Enough." Amara stopped them. "I have said my piece. Whether you accept or decline my words is your choice. I do not particularly care what you do." Amara and Angelo moved away from the young couple and bid the Cullen's and the other covens' goodbye before disappearing.

Carlisle sighed heavily before shaking his head at Edward and Bella in disappointment. "Your actions have caused this family many challenges and turmoil, Edward and Bella. Had you thought out your plans more carefully, then this whole situation would not be held against us." He saw Edward opening his mouth to object to his argument. "No, son, I am sorry to say this, but the past few years have shown that you are not quite capable of being responsible, let alone being parents." He spared his granddaughter that had begun talking to Jacob who remained in his wolf form.

"But you are parents now, and Renesmee is a miracle that the family will have and gladly accept with open arms. But you two now have a responsibility to do right by her and accepting her choices. You are to know when to limit her and not give in to her every demand and requests." Carlisle could recall Charlie's advice to Bella when he met Renesmee. He had been firm in his way of knowing what to do take care of a growing child and what needed to be done.

"We won't make mistakes, Carlisle." Edward assured, reading his father's thoughts and begrudgingly agreed with him. He had fallen in love with Bella on the fact that he could not read her mind, and her scent. She was his Blood Singer, and had soon become his mate when he made his intentions on wanting to be with her forever clear. And she had done the same.

"I can understand where Amara was coming from, to some degree… though I didn't trust her in the beginning, I will be mindful to Renesmee's choices while growing up." Edward conceded, respecting his father's advice and as Coven Head, he was obligated to take his leader's advice.

"Why do we need to listen to her advice?" Bella questioned out of spite.

It was clear to all that Bella was still bitter about the fact that this woman of beauty and power, had told her off in front of everyone. Bella has assumed that if it were a fight, she would have won, but that thought was thrown out as Carlisle, Garrett and Alistair had explained about what true power and authority Ancient's really had in the vampire world. Needless to say, Bella was envious and bitter at that fact.

"Because, despite how you may feel about her Bella, you should remember that she is still an Ancient, and we respect them." Carlisle reminded the newborn, almost glaring at the girl for her slight offence against his dear friend.

Bella huffed, but said nothing else and instead stormed over to Renesmee and Jacob. Edward sighed heavily, sparing a glance at Carlisle before following his irritated wife.

Amara and Angelo slowly walked through the forest, coming up to a frozen river. It was too quiet all around them and it unnerved Angelo slightly.

"Are they here?" He asked his mother beside him, voice so low that only she heard him.

"Yes." She replied, equally as low.

Then they heard it.

The footsteps that approached with caution, and with large amount of anticipation.

"Let us end this." Amara announced with a resolved look, her eyes cold and harsh.

Translations:

Italian

Pazzo incompetente – Incompetent fool

Magnifico – Magnificent

Bellissimo – Beautiful

Amore – love

il mio cuore – my heart

Mio caro – my dear

Madre – Mother

Ciao, tesoro mio – Hello, my darling

il mio amore – my love

Latin

Amica mea – my love

I don't know if this is the kind of update you were hoping for, so please let me know if you think this chapter was good enough. Because I have been deleting paragraphs and rewriting them for days now and it's all blurred together at end.

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-lostfeather1 ;)