Chapter 3 - 3 Living in the new world

1925 Seattle, Washington

"CARLISLE!"

"Yes, what's wrong Jasper?"

"I don't know. Alice is having one of her visions except this one is taking way too long. Have you ever seen her having a vision that lasted more than 15 minutes?"

"No, never that long. But we do know that the further into the future she sees, the longer her visions last. I don't think there's any reason to be concerned yet. And until that changes, I think it's best to let her be for now. Why don't you join Edythe and the others. You don't get married everyday Jasper, you should get prepared."

"Yeah, I suppose you're right. Will you watch her though? And tell me if her condition changes."

"Yes, of course Jasper. Don't you worry."

20 minutes later in the same room. A huge smile is now plastered on Alice's face.

"What's got you so happy Alice? Is something good going to happen?"

"Ah Carlisle, Yes I finally know who my mate is going to be."

"Wow, congratulations Alice. I know you've been waiting for this for a while now. So? What's he like?"

"Well, there's actually a little problem. I won't meet him for another 80 years or so. And even then our relationship won't be easy, Carlisle have you ever heard of a werewolf named Fenris?"

"WHAT?!" A shocked expression can now be seen on Carlisle's face.

"Is that going to be your mate?"

"Yes, he is. Why? Is something wrong?

" Well that's a difficult question. You remember I told you I used to live with the Volturi?"

"Uhum, yes well... One of my tasks was to make sure that there was always someone watching the Parthenon in Athens. The reason for this was because of the origins of our race. And this story involves Fenris."

"Wait! You know how vampires came to be? Why did you never tell us?"

At this point due to all the commotion, the other Cullens had already entered the room and were listening to the conversation.

"Because it's not something I'm particularly proud of. Fenris, and his story is one of the biggest reasons I left the Volturi. Vampires and werewolves were both created by rival witch covens, but the first werewolf was a lot more powerful than the vampire, his name was Fenris Kallikrates. The werewolf could have easily wiped out the race of vampires at any time during his 200 years. But he chose not to, because of his kind nature. The vampires of that time took advantage of his kindness and pretended to want peace. But when they asked for a meeting with Fenris, the witches who were working for the vampires used the power of 300 sacrificial lives to seal him, supposedly forever. 100 Vampires, 100 Witches and 100 Werewolves."

"Hold on a second, if they believed that the seal would last forever, why was it your task to make sure there were eyes on the Parthenon?"

"Because there are no more witches, and there's a reason for that. Magic has slowly been fading from our world. Thus, witches lost the ability to practise their magic. The Old ruling vampires, noticing the decline in magic, always made sure to watch the Parthenon. And after overthrowing them, the Volturi chose to do the same."

"Wow, that's some history lesson there Carlisle." Emmett commented like a wise a.s.s.

"Carlisle, werewolves can't be created, they can only be born. So you're saying that the vampires 2500 years ago sacrificed 100 of his children, grandchildren and further descendants?"

"Yes Alice, that's correct. And according to you, he's going to wake up in less then a century. Who knows what his state of mind will be. Or his attitude towards vampires."

La Rochelle, France

Looking out over the water, I know that if I swim straight west, I'll probably end up somewhere in New York or New Jersey. Or if I veer off a little maybe Massachusetts or Delaware. Not that it matters much.

I dove deep into the water and started swimming at an insane speed. 45 minutes later, I arrive on a beach in New York City. I quickly notice from people's clothing that I'm not in the time period I expected to arrive in. I walk to a newspaper stand and see the date reads July 5th, 1985.

Guess I'm a little early. Well doesn't matter, this gives me time to properly set up my life here. The best opportunity to complete my mission is to get the entire Volturi in 1 place all at the same time. And this happens in Breaking Dawn pt.2. So until then I guess I can participate in the story as long as I'm careful not to draw their attention, just bide my time and strike only when the opportunity presents itself on a silver platter. I suppose I could carefully and methodically whipe them all out one by one, but that would just give me a lot more work to do. No, I'll just be patient instead. In the meantime I should seek out my descendants, amass some wealth, and try to enjoy the finer things in life.

Alright the easiest thing on my to do list is amassing wealth. I'm in New York right now, there are plenty of auction houses here. Time to sell some of my treasure. This is when I finally notice people staring at me with strange expressions, as I look down I understand why... I'm wearing what looks to be burlap rags.

After quickly disappearing from that beach I arrive in an empty alley across from a clothing store. I walk in and pick out a simple outfit. A pair of black jeans, white sneakers a white t-shirt and a black leather jacket. After putting it all on in the changing room, I walk to the register and put a small bag of solid gold goins on the counter. Then I walk out without giving the cashier an opportunity to object.

2 weeks later, Upper East Side, Manhattan. Two people walk out of an auction house, one is an average middle aged woman and the other is a very handsome young man with white hair.

"It's been a p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e doing business with you Mr kallikrates. If there is ever anything else we could do for you, please let us know."

"Thank you Mrs Jones, I'll be sure to do so."

Immediately using half of it to invest in companies I know are going to hit big.

Over the last two weeks I' ve also been scouring the New York public library, absorbing knowledge like a sponge, reading pretty much anything I could get my hands on. From historical records, to scientific research papers, and everything in between. Although the science is a little lacking,so I suppose I'll be spending some time in Massachusetts to visit Harvard and MIT.

19 years later in Boston, Massachusetts.

After studying in both Harvard and MIT for 10 years, I've spent 9 more as a professor in the Chemical and Biological engineering department of MIT. Unfortunately people are starting to wonder why I'm not aging anymore, so after watching the Red Sox win the world series for the first time in almost a century, I'll be moving to the West Coast to do something I've been putting off for almost 2 decades now. To go see my descendants in the Quileute Indian Reservation.