Chapter 1 ~ Kanna

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It was cold. So cold. But they did not mind, they were not human, far from it in fact. They were strange looking vampires, most of them with white hair and the whitest eyes ever, a mutated gene allowing them to see better in the snowy terrain and prevent snow blindness. They walked around in the sun with no worries about humans seeing them.
Life was just simple.
There was plenty of time for hunting and exploring which the princess of the coven took full advantage of. She jumped the large gap in the underground ice caves in search for new bones of extinct animals.
Her name was Kanna.
Her mother being a mystery and her father being the head of the coven she lived a rather comfortable life. She carried no weapons on her back, she knew if she did (in the unlikely event) encounter any predators she could handle them. All her life she had been protected from the truth of other vampires, believing her and her small coven were all that existed.
Her father feared that she would not understand that some people were not as welcoming to the concept of vampires as her coven was. Afraid that if she knew the truth then she would run off and never return.
She mumbled an old lullaby as she trudged along the icy floors steadily, looking out for any intriguing items. Finally she sat on the edge of a gap and took out her note book and pencil. She began to sketch out the landscape in front of her, the shimmers ice, beautiful icicles when suddenly she looked around. She felt like someone was nearby, an intruder. She looked up at the thick ice above her.
Slowly Kanna got up climbed up the slope she had come down and retraced her steps to the furnace. She got down low and moved slowly as she resurfaced on the white ice, just in time to see the back of black, billowing capes. She put her notebook in the small bag by her hip and began to jog back to her coven...

Meanwhile ---->
The volturi arrived in the small desolated village with many wary looks from the coven. Their houses were made by great slabs and blocks of white ice, making beautiful and sturdy architects. The king of this coven was the same age as aro with white hair and golden eyes being a full vampire. He was tall, taller then the volturi but many fights had left him with a limp
"Aro" axel said as he limped out of his own home.
"Ah, axel my old friend" aro stepped forward and though his words were kind his eyes held a sort of predatorial look.
"What brings the volturi to my lands?" Asked axel as he looked to Marcus and Caius.
"We are here for the payment that you promised so long ago when we offered out services to your people to help fight off another coven" stated aro and axel nodded anxiously. He had promised that the volturi's youngest member, Caius, could marry any young woman in his village after he had lost anthendora.
"Ah yes, I do remember. My promise still stands strong, your youngest may wed any young woman of his choice-"
"Father?"
Axel's heart stopped. No. He thought Kanna would be out exploring when the volturi arrived. He hoped he would have been able to hide her from them during the duration of their stay. When he said any woman he had indeed meant ANY woman. Including his only daughter that he loved dearly.
"Kanna!" Exclaimed axel as his daughter looked at the volturi suspiciously.
"Visitors?" She asked and her father nodded though she could tell something was not right. The one with the darkest hair had a sort of crazed look in his eyes whilst the other had a depressed look that made her want to curl up and cry. The last was looking straight at her with stark white hair and the redest eyes she had ever seen which were staring intensely at her. These were not humans, she could feel power and control emitting off of them.
"hlaupa meðfram Kanna (run along kanna)" axel whispered under his breath before saying "yes, as I was saying you may wed any-"
"Her" Caius butted in with a smooth accent as his red eyes bore into Kanna's blue ones
"I beg your pardon?" Asked Axel, hoping he had misheard.
"I will marry her"

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