Chapter Eighty

Title: Flash Fire

Pairing: Garrett/Bella

Summary: She sacrificed a lot for her brother so he could escape hell. Now in isolation, will she find her own happiness or will war come knocking once more?

Author Note: this is going to be a drabble, so chapters will be anywhere between 100-600 words.

Chapter Eighty

“Someone needs to explain things to us, who is Enyo? What is so special about the people you speak of?” Maggie asked, her red eyes scanning over the tense group of vampires.

“Have any other you heard of the Southern Vampire wars here?” Eleazar asked, his eyes trailing over the Irish Coven, the Egyptian Coven and the Nomads that were not from America, mainly Alistair.

“We know of them, we have been warned by many not to enter the southern states.” Liam replied, his brogue deep and thick.

Amun shook his head while pulling his mate and children closer. He too had been warned by those he knew and traded too in the states, much like he knew of the Volturi but he had lost his first ‘child’ to them long ago.

“The Southern Wars were–are constant brutal battles for territory,” Peter explained his dark eyes distant. “Lives lost and changed, burning venom and fear, not many vampires have escaped alive… It is the nightmare of our race.”

“The Volturi put a stop to them in the 1830’s, killing the feral covens and the Vampire who had started it all.” Eleazar continued. “It was ten years after that when they started once more, this time the coven leaders were more ruthless and cunning. They had gifted vampires beyond compare and it grew to the point even the Volturi would not dare to enter, even with Jane and Alec at their disposal.”

No one knew what to say to that, unwilling to speak as they felt the heavy air around them. Those that were listening cast a look to those who had their heads turned away from them with aching hearts.

“There are those especially known for their gifts and ruthlessness. Ares and Enyo mainly, they were the unstoppable duo that wiped out the majority of the covens against them. Their history was written in blood, burned by fire and it is them that keep the Volturi away.” Charlie explained, his eyes locked onto his Maker and her brother.

A short huff of laughter escaped Randall. “But then again, Ares or the Major was known for his time until his supposed death, its Enyo everyone fears the most, even when they thought her dead… Even mentioning her name sent a shiver of fear and paranoia down their spine. Hell, you’re even lucky that she hasn’t killed you all for the sake of it… which is why I’m going to help because the Volturi against her? Safe bet she’ll win.”

“I don’t understand,” Angela piped up, hidden behind Esme. “I understand who the Major is; Jasper has explained his history to me but Enyo? Why was she more feared the Jasper?”

“I am indestructible,” was the reply from the door, drawing all eyes to the two re-joining them. Both were dressed down to reveal as much skin as they could. Scars shining in the dull light, a warning beacon to all, it was Enyo’s skin that bothered everyone the most, scars upon scars to the point they no longer looked like bites, except the obvious. “My gift won’t allow me to die, fire cannot kill me. Now, what to do with the seer?”

Author Note: ugh… yeah this…



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