Queen of the South's POV
I smirked as I walked through my camp, watching my minions train around me. They would always part for me whenever they were in the way, their senses tipped them off that I was closing in, in fear of my getting rid of them. They were too easy to control, all you needed was to instill a little fear in those around you. As the human saying goes, "Who needs friends when you have enemies?" You don't need people to trust you, they just have to fear you.
Maria thought that she could take control of me when she saw the weak human visiting Texas. To her, all humans were weak and defenseless creatures she could control by changing them into vampires to do her dirty work. She was nothing but a scared child, who wanted nothing more than to play in the big leagues. She thought that I would even be a good vampire to help keep the newborns in check with my ability. Of course, instead of only keeping the newborns in check, I slowly took over. Sure, I led her on for a bit, but after a while, I turned on my "Mistress", repaying her for taking me from my life, from my family.
"Mistress." I looked up to see Luca, one of my favorite newborns and a possibly permanent addition to my army. His ability to sneak around undetected by other vampires came in very handy.
"What information do you have for me about those nomads?" I questioned, my voice hard and cold just like my heart. I could see him quaking in his boots.
"Well?" He stared up at me with wide, fearful red eyes. My face softened as my fingers stroked his cheek comfortingly, moving his shaggy blond hair out of his face.
"Tell me."
"They...They're not alone," he sputtered out, his fear getting the best of him. "They're coming and they're not alone."
I scoffed at that statement, no one could stand against me, not even the Volturi. Alec could still tell you this, if it was not for the fact that he was now nothing more than a pile of ash that I kept in a vile around my neck as a prize for my victory. They could send as many of their guard as they wished, but they would never, win against the Queen of the South and they knew it. Even the other armies in the south were depleting because of my work. In a way, I was doing the Volturi a favor by eliminating these other armies.
"Tell me," I quietly said, tilting his head to the side. My tongue moved across his cold, hard flesh, teeth scraping in warning of what was to come if I was not pleased. "Who is this other vampire?"
"T...The Major."
I snarled, shoving Luca away from me. He stumbled onto the ground in fear as my anger began to show. The vampires surrounding us began to cautiously move away in fear of what I would do to them. I was not one to calm down when I became enraged. Instead, I would take out one or two newborns to calm myself down. The monster inside of me loved when this happened, loved to take control of my body when I allowed it.
They were friends of the infamous Major, the one who Maria always compared us to when she was in charge. It was obvious that she had always been in lust with him, though there was no way that he had felt the same way, especially considering he had left. The major had always been believed to be nothing more than a scary story to tell newborns. However, I knew the truth. He was dangerous to anyone who stood in his way, not stopping until he had accomplished his goal.
The monster inside of me jumped at the thought of having the Major under my control, to do my bidding. As a matter of fact, why do my bidding when he could be my accomplice? We would be the most unstoppable army in the world, no vampire would ever consider coming within fifty yards of us. After all, he owed me a few favors, which I was sure he would be alright paying when he finally arrived.
"Where were they when you left?" I demanded. "Are they coming?"
Luca nodded, petrified of me just like he should be. "Th...they were arguing about coming up with a plan. The two males were siding against the female, to come strait away. They said that there was no one to train the newborns."
"Interesting," my voice was curious. "Did they say where they were headed?"
"M...Maria's old camp, Mistress."
"Very good, my pet," I muttered. "Now, get up." I turned to one of my generals. "Gather the best newborns. It's time to welcome the Major home to his old life."
I watched as my minions shifted through those who still needed more training and those who were the best. There were those I would be choosing as well, even if the generals didn't agree on them. I had my favorites as well and, if they didn't agree, no one would dare speak a word against me. They would never try the wrath of the Queen of the South, in fear that they would be killed without a second's hesitation.
"When do we move out?"
I smiled at that, knowing that it was cold and sadistic. "Right away." I turned to the group that had been assembled. "I don not care about the nomads. However, the major is not to be harmed, under any circumstances, unless it is by my hand. Do I make myself clear?" There were nods all around me; they knew better than to disagree. "Then let's move out."
Jasper's POV
We finally convinced Charlotte to go to Maria's without a well thought out plan. It was against her better judgment, but she was out numbered and out powered against both Peter and myself. We didn't need her agreement, but it was good to have it considering Peter would kill me if I tried to force his wife into something against her will. Even though we were all agreed, she was still hesitant on returning to the place where she had been part of Maria's army. I could feel the nervousness dripping off of them, but I couldn't deny that I was feeling nervous as well.
"Major," Peter spoke as we stood in the clearing, his voice full of worry. "It's a trap."
His goddamn ability to know things.
Before we could move an inch, we were surrounded by about twenty newborn vampires as well as three who were keeping them at bay. They weren't attacking us, which was confusing unto itself. This Mistress Bitch or whatever her name was should know better than to keep us waiting. Vampires in charge of the armies usually attacked first and asked questions later, especially if they were protecting their feeding grounds.
"Garrett?" My attention was caught at the sound of Charlotte's voice.
Glancing to my right, I saw the nomad that we had come across when I was first traveling, with my brother and his mate. He had been changed during the revolutionary war and had been determined to never be involved in war again. This was what was bothering me, he was a strong vampire, but something had to have happened to bring him back to this life.
"Peter, Charlotte," his voice was hard. "Major."
Suddenly, a laugh echoed around us as the newborns began to squirm. There was fear coming off every vampire that was surrounding us. They were petrified of this vampire, who was controlling them. It reached the point, where I could barely move from the pain of their fear. Whoever this vampire was was not someone to be messed with.
The laugh began again, which made my head snap up in the direction of it, where the newborns were parted. I knew that laugh, I had heard it before. It sounded completely different the last time I'd heard it. It was darker, colder than the last time, but it couldn't be her. She couldn't be there and she couldn't be that dark. As she stepped out of the trees, her crimson eyes locked on mine and, not for the first time, I wished that I had ripped Maria to pieces just before I had left her army.
I smirked as I walked through my camp, watching my minions train around me. They would always part for me whenever they were in the way, their senses tipped them off that I was closing in, in fear of my getting rid of them. They were too easy to control, all you needed was to instill a little fear in those around you. As the human saying goes, "Who needs friends when you have enemies?" You don't need people to trust you, they just have to fear you.
Maria thought that she could take control of me when she saw the weak human visiting Texas. To her, all humans were weak and defenseless creatures she could control by changing them into vampires to do her dirty work. She was nothing but a scared child, who wanted nothing more than to play in the big leagues. She thought that I would even be a good vampire to help keep the newborns in check with my ability. Of course, instead of only keeping the newborns in check, I slowly took over. Sure, I led her on for a bit, but after a while, I turned on my "Mistress", repaying her for taking me from my life, from my family.
"Mistress." I looked up to see Luca, one of my favorite newborns and a possibly permanent addition to my army. His ability to sneak around undetected by other vampires came in very handy.
"What information do you have for me about those nomads?" I questioned, my voice hard and cold just like my heart. I could see him quaking in his boots.
"Well?" He stared up at me with wide, fearful red eyes. My face softened as my fingers stroked his cheek comfortingly, moving his shaggy blond hair out of his face.
"Tell me."
"They...They're not alone," he sputtered out, his fear getting the best of him. "They're coming and they're not alone."
I scoffed at that statement, no one could stand against me, not even the Volturi. Alec could still tell you this, if it was not for the fact that he was now nothing more than a pile of ash that I kept in a vile around my neck as a prize for my victory. They could send as many of their guard as they wished, but they would never, win against the Queen of the South and they knew it. Even the other armies in the south were depleting because of my work. In a way, I was doing the Volturi a favor by eliminating these other armies.
"Tell me," I quietly said, tilting his head to the side. My tongue moved across his cold, hard flesh, teeth scraping in warning of what was to come if I was not pleased. "Who is this other vampire?"
"T...The Major."
I snarled, shoving Luca away from me. He stumbled onto the ground in fear as my anger began to show. The vampires surrounding us began to cautiously move away in fear of what I would do to them. I was not one to calm down when I became enraged. Instead, I would take out one or two newborns to calm myself down. The monster inside of me loved when this happened, loved to take control of my body when I allowed it.
They were friends of the infamous Major, the one who Maria always compared us to when she was in charge. It was obvious that she had always been in lust with him, though there was no way that he had felt the same way, especially considering he had left. The major had always been believed to be nothing more than a scary story to tell newborns. However, I knew the truth. He was dangerous to anyone who stood in his way, not stopping until he had accomplished his goal.
The monster inside of me jumped at the thought of having the Major under my control, to do my bidding. As a matter of fact, why do my bidding when he could be my accomplice? We would be the most unstoppable army in the world, no vampire would ever consider coming within fifty yards of us. After all, he owed me a few favors, which I was sure he would be alright paying when he finally arrived.
"Where were they when you left?" I demanded. "Are they coming?"
Luca nodded, petrified of me just like he should be. "Th...they were arguing about coming up with a plan. The two males were siding against the female, to come strait away. They said that there was no one to train the newborns."
"Interesting," my voice was curious. "Did they say where they were headed?"
"M...Maria's old camp, Mistress."
"Very good, my pet," I muttered. "Now, get up." I turned to one of my generals. "Gather the best newborns. It's time to welcome the Major home to his old life."
I watched as my minions shifted through those who still needed more training and those who were the best. There were those I would be choosing as well, even if the generals didn't agree on them. I had my favorites as well and, if they didn't agree, no one would dare speak a word against me. They would never try the wrath of the Queen of the South, in fear that they would be killed without a second's hesitation.
"When do we move out?"
I smiled at that, knowing that it was cold and sadistic. "Right away." I turned to the group that had been assembled. "I don not care about the nomads. However, the major is not to be harmed, under any circumstances, unless it is by my hand. Do I make myself clear?" There were nods all around me; they knew better than to disagree. "Then let's move out."
Jasper's POV
We finally convinced Charlotte to go to Maria's without a well thought out plan. It was against her better judgment, but she was out numbered and out powered against both Peter and myself. We didn't need her agreement, but it was good to have it considering Peter would kill me if I tried to force his wife into something against her will. Even though we were all agreed, she was still hesitant on returning to the place where she had been part of Maria's army. I could feel the nervousness dripping off of them, but I couldn't deny that I was feeling nervous as well.
"Major," Peter spoke as we stood in the clearing, his voice full of worry. "It's a trap."
His goddamn ability to know things.
Before we could move an inch, we were surrounded by about twenty newborn vampires as well as three who were keeping them at bay. They weren't attacking us, which was confusing unto itself. This Mistress Bitch or whatever her name was should know better than to keep us waiting. Vampires in charge of the armies usually attacked first and asked questions later, especially if they were protecting their feeding grounds.
"Garrett?" My attention was caught at the sound of Charlotte's voice.
Glancing to my right, I saw the nomad that we had come across when I was first traveling, with my brother and his mate. He had been changed during the revolutionary war and had been determined to never be involved in war again. This was what was bothering me, he was a strong vampire, but something had to have happened to bring him back to this life.
"Peter, Charlotte," his voice was hard. "Major."
Suddenly, a laugh echoed around us as the newborns began to squirm. There was fear coming off every vampire that was surrounding us. They were petrified of this vampire, who was controlling them. It reached the point, where I could barely move from the pain of their fear. Whoever this vampire was was not someone to be messed with.
The laugh began again, which made my head snap up in the direction of it, where the newborns were parted. I knew that laugh, I had heard it before. It sounded completely different the last time I'd heard it. It was darker, colder than the last time, but it couldn't be her. She couldn't be there and she couldn't be that dark. As she stepped out of the trees, her crimson eyes locked on mine and, not for the first time, I wished that I had ripped Maria to pieces just before I had left her army.
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