The Origin Series | Chapter 6: The Ballet Dancer (Part 2)

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Back for chapter 6 of

my Origin Series fic!

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I hope you’ll like it!

I having

lots of fun with this

back in 2017. There

are 12 chapters in

total and I do want

to finish it one day!

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Rain was falling on Forks. As always.

The Cullens were gathered in their living room, listening to Renesmee play the piano with her father by her side.

It took a minute for them to notice that Alice wasn’t with them anymore. She was there physically, but mentally, she was far away, in New-York. Her mate noticed it first, of course, then, Edward did.

He saw everything his sister was witnessing. It was different from all the other visions she ever had.

Usually, she’d see the future of someone she knows. She’d see a warning of a threat that was coming to her or someone she cared about. But this time, she saw someone she had never met, a complete stranger. She didn’t even know her name. Usually, she’d see parts of the event, but this time she saw it all, the whole hour of it.

Jasper took his mate’s hand in his, trying to catch her attention, to bring her back to reality.

“What did you see?” he asked.

Alice took an unnecessary breath. “I saw their mate get murdered.”

Bella gestured her daughter to come closer. Last time Alice had a vision in this room, over one year ago, it didn’t announce anything good.

“Whose mate?” Carlisle asked.

“I… I’m not sure,” she replied. She shook her head, still confused by what she saw.

“Try using words,” Emmett said, earning himself eyes roll from his entire family.

“Aro’s,” Alice said. “Or Marcus’s or Caius’s, I don’t know.”

“Can someone have several mates?” Bella asked.

“It’s not unheard of,” Carlisle said. “It is believed that people who share a mate have a close destiny.”

“Twins usually share the same mate as well,” Edward told his wife.

“How do you know whoever you saw is their mate,” Bella asked.

“I don’t know,” Alice shook her head.

“You must have seen something,” Jasper said.

“No,” Alice answered. “This vision… it’s different. I… it felt so real… more than usual.”

“When is it going to happen? Do you know?” Carlisle asked. “If we can find out, we should help her.”

“It was in New-York… at night. The moon was full.”

“Full moon is in two days,” Jacob said.

Every vampire in the room turned to look at the wolf.

“What?” he asked.

“Do you know where she lives?” Carlisle asked.

“I do, actually,” Alice nodded.

“Should we warn the Volturi?” Esme asked.

“Um, no!” Jacob said, like it was a crazy idea.

“Yeah, I agree with the dog on this,” Rosalie said.

“Rose!” her ‘mother’ scolded her.

“That’s alright,” Jacob chuckled. “For once Blondie and I agree on something.”

Rosalie rolled her eyes. Emmett chuckled, their “frenemy” relationship always amused him.

“If she’s their mate, they have a right to know,” Carlisle said.

“Do I have to remind you that they’re psychopaths?” Jacob asked. “Who tried to kill all of us. Who would gladly still do it.”

“Yeah, the girl’s better off,” Emmett chuckled.

“Don’t say that,” Esme said with the most serious tone any of them had ever heard from her. “Mates are meant to be together. They won’t hurt her, it’s against their instinct. They’ll want to protect her.”

“Esme’s right,” Carlisle said.

“And how do we them?” Emmett sighed.

“I will try the phone,” Carlisle rolled his eyes.

“What if they don’t believe us?” Edward asked. “What if they think we’re tricking them?”

“Then we’ll go ourselves.”

“We’ll need to go anyway,” Alice said. “They’ll want us there.”

“I should think so,” Carlisle sighed.

“There’s no time to waste,” Esme said. “We need to warn them now.”

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The throne room was cold. It always struck Bianca whenever she had to interrupt the ‘masters’. The weather in Volterra was always much warmer than the temperature of the ‘tourist site’ she worked in. It never allowed her to forget where she was.

Bianca had been working for the Volturi for a few months, and she was well aware of how her predecessor had ended up. She rarely had to interrupt them, but some days she was unlucky enough to have to leave her desk and walk in the lions’ cage.

When she entered the cold room, Felix and another vampire, she couldn’t his name, were tearing off the arms of another one of their kind. She heard him scream before his head was removed from his body which was set on fire a second later.

“My dear Bianca,” Aro spoke up.

She jumped, startled, and looked up at her ‘boss’.

“What brings you to us at this most unfortunate moment?” he asked, with a smile that always made her shiver.

“Um.” That was a bad start. Both Aro and Caius hated it when she said that. “You received a phone call,” she quickly added, “you said to come immediately to you if Carlisle Cullen called…”

“Ah,” Aro interrupted her. He clapped his hands and she couldn’t tell if he was annoyed or thrilled by the news. “Our dear friend is trying to us. On what matter?”

“He said it was urgent. It said it concerned… you three,” she cleared her throat uncomfortably, her voice was shaking, so was she, “he said it was about… your mate.”

As soon as she said the word, Aro was standing before her. Both Marcus and Caius moved on their seat, suddenly captivated by what the human had to say.

Bianca jumped, startled by the sudden movement of the vampire her brain hadn’t been able to process properly.

“I don’t think I heard you right, my dear,” Aro asked her to repeat herself.

She could see the anticipation on his face, and the hope in his crimson eyes.

“He said Alice saw her die. He said you have to come to New-York as soon as you can. Now. He said you have to go now.” She had never spoken faster. Fortunately for the vampires they had no trouble understanding her.

“You said it concerned us,” Marcus spoke, slowly, and with this eternal despair in his voice, “us three.”

“Yes,” Bianca nodded. “He said it wasn’t clear whose mate… she was. He said there was a possibility she was…”

“Ours,” Aro breathed out, interrupting her again.

“We can’t believe the Cullens, brother,” Caius spat. “How can they know she’s our mate?”

“They said they’re going to New-York, they’ll be waiting for you there,” Bianca told them.

“It’s a trap,” Caius said. He always sounded angry, it always scared Bianca.

“He said you’d say that,” she continued, earning herself a stare from Caius.

“And what else did he say?” the blond vampire asked.

“That it wasn’t.”

Aro stared at his secretary for a few seconds, trying to decide what to do.

“Bianca, dear, make the preparation for the trip.”

“Are you…” she started to say, “leaving now?”

“Yes, now,” Aro said as he walked away from her.

She nodded before she turned away and exited the room, the sound of her heels echoing in the hallway.

“They can’t possibly know if she’s our mate. It’s obviously a trap!” Caius told Aro.

“Maybe, brother,” Aro said. “But are you willing to take the chance?”

“I,” Marcus said as he got up, “am not.”

“Jane and Alec will be coming with us, of course,” Aro said.

“Of course,” Caius sighed. He didn’t believe for one second the Cullens’s story. He was getting ready for anything. Anything but his mate.

“Master, you called for us?” Jane asked as she entered the room with her brother by her side.

“Yes, my dear child,” Aro nodded. “We are leaving to New-York,” he told the twins. “You will be accompanying us, of course, as well as Felix.”

He told them, but they already knew, of course, they had heard everything.

First Demetri and now their masters. The twins couldn’t help but wonder when they will meet their own mates, and if they even had one. They had all lived centuries, trying not to think about it. Vampires often didn’t meet their mate. As they stayed frozen in time, their mate kept growing older each second and ended up dying. As immortals, they stayed away from humans, unless they were destined to be their dinner. Who knew what had happened to their mates? Who knew if destiny had even gave them one?