My name is Kire Volturi. I was not always a creature of nightmares. My "birth" happened on the evening of my wedding day....
Our town was very small and smack-dab in the middle of feuding werewolves and vampires. On the evening of our wedding, the air was crisp but still warm. A perfect night some might say. My wife,....she looked amazing in her dress and both of our families had been able to make it so everything was going perfectly. Until I began to walk down the aisle, and we heard the first howl. The werewolves had heard our celebrating and had come to enjoy a feast of their own.
Suddenly, they were everywhere, crashing through windows, breaking down doors, and killing mercilessly anyone they managed to get a hold of. The air was filled with the screams and cries of our families accompanied with the haunting laughter of the werewolves. Then, one young wolf cried out in pain. Behind him stood a vampire clutching to his back and biting his neck. There was suddenly silence as the vampire broke the wolf's spine and threw him aside as one would a doll. The werewolves turned and began slowly stalking towards the vampire. Again,suddenly there was a flurry of movement and behind the vampire stood an entire coven. But not just any coven, these were the Volturi, the longest living vampire coven alive. A massive battle ensued and in the midst of it I was knocked out. When I awoke there was no movement, save for a solitary figure standing amongst the dead bodies. When i stirred he came to me, and said, "My family,....is gone." Then, without warning, he bit me and I suffered the worst pain ever in my life...I then passed out again. This time when I woke I had a terrible thirst, but could not tell what I thirsted for. So I left the church and began my walk home. It was then on that dark street that I found what I had thirsted for...human blood. Down a side street I heard a small plea for help, so I went to investigate. A man was harassing a young lady, and I had to intervene. I easily broke his neck and shattered his spine in a matter of seconds. The girl thanked me and ran away, but the man's body was still there....and bleeding. I couldn't control myself, I instantly leaned down and sucked his body dry. I was horrified, so I left town to go live in the mountains. It was only later, after the vampire returned and explained to me what had happened, that I learned. he was the last of the Volturi...and he had made me his heir for he could not live on if his family was all dead. He told me that killing humans for their blood was no worse than killing a deer for it's meat. So long as it was done out of necessity and not sport. "The werewolves," he said, "kill for sport." I still reserve my judgment as to whether or not this is true, and so I am fair to the werewolves who come to me seeking peace. But I promised him, that i would take care of all young vampires and protect them from the werewolves.
And so I became Kire Volturi, and as I grew I found I needed company. I missed my bride-to-be terribly, and so in my selfishness i transformed her into a vampire as well. She became Kalismara Volturi. We are now the Volturi family and have sworn to protect all vampires, from those filthy, evil, meat-grubbing, hounds from hell, that originally ruined my life and killed my family....
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