✔️|Volturi (The Three Kings L.S) (COMPLETED)

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Chapter 112 - Gone girl 

WARNING:VIOLENCE AND STRONG LANGUAGE THROUGHOUT.

(1 HOUR, 45 MINUTES)

Attarah felt numb from cold and her neck ached, the girl groaned out loud and slapped her hand to her neck a she stretched, her eyes opened slowly before slamming closed once more at the harsh light that infiltrated her. It was then that the events of the day all flooded back to her like a horrendous tsunami. It took no time at all for her to sit bolt upright and assess the environment.

She was in the forest, it was freezing cold though still the middle of the day, it appeared that she was close to the sea as she could hear the waves crash, about ten meters away from where she sat was the edge of a cliff and she was certain in plunged sharply downwards. Turning to her right she saw a stone cave like structure which appeared to go quite far back. She was currently sat in a pool of mud, dry leaves scattered around her and surely stuck in her hair. Attarah was terrified.

The Swan girl did not know where she was or how she had got there but she was not going to miss the opportunity to make a run for it, she dashed through the trees, her legs running slower than she anticipated, as though she was running on an inflatable obstacle course, her legs felt like they were made of jelly.

Attarah counted twenty trees pass her by before she felt a strong and powerful blow to the stomach, she flew backwards and slammed into the trunk of a tree, her chest splintered with pain and it gushed through her, radiating from her back also. She felt like collapsing in a heap and sleeping forever but she forced herself to stand, aware that her ribs were damaged, she did not know the extent but she knew that she was not okay. 

Before her eyes were her attacked, standing straight and beautiful was a figure of her nightmares, in amongst the trees, standing tall was a female with perfect porcelain skin and curly silvery white hair, red eyes pierced like fire from her milky flesh. Her lips were pulled back it a Cheshire grin that sent a shock wave of terror through the human.

"Hello Darling" Athendora  forced out devilishly and made her way toward the brunette. Attarah scrambled to run but soon tumbled on to her hands and knees in the mud once more due to the pain coursing through her body. A hand on the back of her head slammed her face in to the dirt before ripping her back up by her hair. Mud filled her eyes, nose and mouth. She blinked continuously to clear her stinging eyes, aware of the blood gusting down her face from her nose. She slightly appreciated the warmth of her own crimson blood as it painted her face. "My name is Athendora, as I am sure you are aware. I believe we have much catching up to do" 

Attarah was dragged quickly through the trees by her hair, her scalp stung as though being pricked with a million tiny needles and her legs quickly could not keep up with the vampires speed, Attarah fell and was pulled along through mud, leaves and branches that littered the forest floor, scraping and tearing her skin which fell open in a hundred places as though it were as soft as a baby's.

Soon that particular pain was swapped for another as they entered the cave and she was slammed against the stone wall. Through her mud smeared eyes, she looked up to see another figure join the first. This beautiful female stood slightly taller than the first and was skinner, her hair dark and eyes a blood red. She was skinner, appearing slightly older and seeming even crueler. 

"I am sure you also have heard of my sister" Athendora seethed "This is Sulpicia." Attarah could barely register their words, in the past twenty minutes she had experienced more pain than her entire life had previously given her. She knew that she could not escape their clutches, she was not naïve enough to believe that she could so she relied on someone finding her before it was to late, as weak as that sounded. 

"What do you want with me" Attarah wondered, her voice hoarse as she looked at the two cackling women, they appeared insane. 

"You are the girl who took away all that we had, you ruined everything that we were. We had the best men in the world, we had royalty and amazing friends, family. A perfect life. Now that is all yours. You deserve to feel all the pain you put us through... and now you shall" Attarah looked wide eyed at Aros former Wife Sulpicia who grinned widely.

"Are you going to kill me?" Attarah questioned in fear, cogs turning in her brain as she processed the information and formulated a plan. 

"Not yet, not until we have had our fun" Athendora beamed, looking incredibly excited like a child in a candy store with unlimited money. In her mind Attarah braced herself for the pain that was coming. She knew that she had to hold on, either long enough to escape or long enough to be found. The kings returned from Romania in three days. She wondered if she could hang on that long. "No one is going to come and look for you" It was as though they had read her mind.

"You are nothing more than a human, do you think they truly felt anything for you? you were just their next play thing, their experiment to see how far they could convince a human before allowing the truth to come out. They were building you up to let you down my dear. Be glad we saved you from that. They were relishing in how addicted they had made you. They loved the fact that they'd managed to convince a worthless human that mates existed. That they'd turned an innocent human in to a slut" Sulpicia cackled.

"You're lying!" Attarah demanded angrily, not allowing their words to truly sink in, she did not want them to be true so she did not even so much as allow herself to consider them. 

"Besides, they just wanted to see what it was like to shag a human" Athendora laughed loudly as she looked into Attarahs eyes, the brave human spat in the blonde woman's face who instantly obtained a countenance of disgust and anger "YOU DIRTY WOTHLESS SLUT" the blonde growled and slapped the human, causing her cheek to become aflame as though hit with a hot iron. "You have no manners for those above you! the kings made a mistake there, I wonder how disappointed they would be with that" 

Both women headed over to the opposite corner of the cave and sat down beside one another, chatting excitedly in Italian. This allowed Attarah to think, all that they had said sunk in, deep into her soul and she couldn't help but consider it. All along, she had just accepted that mates existed because that is what she had been told and she could not see another reason as to why three gorgeous men would want to be with her. Though Athendora and Sulpicia now provided her with that. Perhaps she was just an experiment, something to keep them entertained, they must get bored with eternity. 

Attarah forced the thoughts away from her head, they were preposterous, the kings were her mates, they were incredible people and despite their exterior, they were sweet, kind and loving. She felt ridiculous for even considering it. The Cullens and Bella would not readily hand her over to the Volturi under the pretense of them being mates if such a thing did not even exist. Would they? 

The evil women knew that they had planted a seed of doubt in the humans mind, even if she would not admit it, the human was self conscious and caring, she was shy and easily manipulated. They knew this, they had studied her and they would use this to destroy her, mentally and physically.