Prologue

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After the big, and almost, fight that took place in the wintery field, all of Aro's witnesses left and went back to Italy. Our witnesses left as well and went back to where they came from.

As I watched Aro leave, he ended up turning around again and said "such a prize."

Which we could tell was directed towards me and Alice. He has always been upset that we never joined his coven. He left after that comment. I turned around and everyone hugged one another at the fact we had won, at least this battle. As everyone was preparing to head back, I turned around to look in the direction that they have all left, and couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to join the Volturi, just for a second. To my astomnishment I saw Aro a few yards away in the nearby forest. He seemed to be just standing there looking at everyone. He was also very well hidden, as it would seem, he was looking at all of the couples from Carlise and Esme to Jasper and Alice. He then pulled something out of his pocket and kissed it. He mumbled something as he put it back in his pocket. Little did he know he accidentally dropped that something on the ground and left without knowing he did. At least I thought I saw him drop something.

Late that night when I was able to slip out from the celebrating crowd and go back to the spot where he was when he dropped the thing he was holding. And of course when I got there it was pitch black. The only light that I had was a little flash light and the light of the full moon. I have been looking around for hours and found nothing. I then sat down in the snow and tried to ask myself why I cared so much about this? Did he even drop anything? I decided to get back up and start walking back home is when I noticed a little teinkle of somthing metalic a little ways away from where I was standing. When I approched it I then picked it up and looked it over. It was a picture. The picture was an old timely portriat photo with a women sitting in a chair with both her hands on her lap. The photo was black in white. Her hair was up in a bun. Her face was the most common of faces, she wore a regency dress, her eyes were the perfect size and shape and her smile was as big as ever. She looked like she was no older than sixteen.

Who is this? Why does Aro have a picture of her? Was this Aro's daughter when he was human? I decided to put the picture in my pocket and ran back to my house.

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