Chapter Two: Tales of Old
 
‘When the forces of darkness grow too strong for the Order, the child of light will return to right the wrongs committed by the dark lord, Lianas.'

Carlisle set the book down after translating the ancient Mesopotamian text aloud to his family as they sat in the living room. The looks on their faces told it all. There were far more questions that they had for him on the subject matter.

 “Ok who first?” he asked.

“What does any of that mean?” Esme asked.

“Honestly I’m not sure,” Carlisle said. “All I know about the child of light is from what the Volturi told me during my time with them. She was a young woman named Isra who lived over 6,000 years ago in Babylon. There she became a vampire thanks to this Lianas, yet somehow she retained her soul and is reborn when Lianas grows too powerful. No one is exactly certain what happened since the Order and the Volturi despise each other.”

“Why do they hate each other?” Jasper asked.

“The Order’s main purpose is to make sure that Lianas does not get out of hand along with other dangerous vampires. But the Volturi saw things differently.” Carlisle said. “So there was a split. From what I have gathered, the Order does not wish to harm humanity nor do they hunt humans like us. I think that they would rather protect it then anything.”

“So why did Alice have an image of her?” Bella asked.

“Possibly she is seeking help or warning us,” Carlisle said. “We’ll just have to wait and see.”

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“Washington?” he asked as he held her close to him in the darkness.

She nodded as she sat up.

“Why there?”

“There is a coven there that is different then the others.”

“How so?”

“They refused the Volturi.”

“Arza refused the Volturi or was it the other way around?”

The young woman laughed as she leaned forward in the darkness and lay against the young man. “It was the other way around Nathan. The Volturi refused Arza’s warning that there would come a time that Lianas would become too powerful.”

“You stopped Lianas. Who is left?”

She sighed deeply as she starred up at the ceiling of their bedroom in the darkness. “I’m not sure, but whoever is causing my nightmares is telling me that we need to meet with this coven in Washington.”