When Y/N Clearwater meekly stepped into the Cullen’s home that fateful afternoon, she never expected she would fall so utterly in love with such a forbidden idea - if only that coven had known better to stay away, she’d never had gotten into this mess…
Hi everyone, this is my first story on here - I hope everyone enjoys it as not many people write for the Egyptian Coven (which is a crime itself). I will be coming back to edit this and revamp it once i'm feeling a bit more comfortable, any ideas, comments or suggestions are welcome as I'd love to interact with all of yous! Feel free to drop a message or comment any time and I'll get back to yous as soon as I can :)
Chapter Links
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
I will be updating at least one chapter a week, if not more :)
Ello! Could I potentially ask for an Amun and Kebi oneshot about how they got together all those millennia ago? Red flags galore 🚩 go crazy. Interested to hear your headcanons bc there MUST be something keeping these two together after so long right? Anyway these problematic guys have my heart! Have a great day!
Submission - Amun & Kebi - Twilight
She was one of the many slave he had. Kebi. She moved with absolute silence and efficiency, never making a noise. Never complaining. Never lifting her head when she received an order. No sign of desiring freedom. Just loyalty and obedience. Whenever Amun passed by, she lowered her gaze to the floor and waited for instruction.That was the first thing that pleased him.
Amun hasn’t always beenlike this. Centuries ago he was a simple human from a poor family, not that he remember much after the change though. But now he was considered a god, humans kneel before him, terrified of him. He has been alone all this time, no alliances, no coven mates, but then The Romanians began to pose a threat, and he was outnumbered by them.
He recruited a big number of humans slaves to test their loyalty, and once proved, then they would be turned and trained to be part of his coven.
But Kebi was different, there was a stillness on her, unusual dor a human. She worked without resentment. She obeyed without hesitation. She was young, but she understood the importance of obeying to survive.
One evening, he summoned her to his private chambers, and she of course came without question. She kept her gaze lowered, hands folded, waiting for him to talk.
“Look at me.” Amun commanded. She did, waiting for instructions.
“You serve well.” he said, but that wasn’t praise, Amun didn’t praise what was needed to be done. “Tell me your name.”
“Kebi, master.” She answered. It was the first time he heard her voice, and it was exactly like he imagined. Quiet, soft, feminine.
“You are mine now.” he told her simply. “Not as a slave. As something more.” She nodded, accepting without hesitation, and that was all it took.
He did not rush the change. for weeks he simply kept her close, fed her better than the others, gave her finer clothes. Training was part of the process, he taught her fighting skills that would be useful once he bites her.
But Amun found himself soothed by her presence. Her loyalty was not born of terror alone. There was devotion underneath it, as if she had always been waiting for him.
One night, he decided. He took her to the darkest chamber, where no sunlight could reach.
“Tonight you will serve me forever. You will belong to me in ways no mortal can understand.“ It wasn’t a question, it was an instruction. Kebi knelt before him without being told. Her dark hair spilled over her shoulders.
“I am yours, master.” With that Amun pulled her up and sank his teeth into her throat. She did not scream, only gasped once, fingers clutching his robes, and then she gave herself over completely. The venom burned through her. He held her through it until it stopped.
Kebi adapted faster than most. The bloodlust consumed her, she was not immune, but she looked to Amun for guidance and obeyed without fail. When the thirst became too much, she waited for his permission before hunting. When he tested her loyalty by sending her away for days, she returned without hesitation, covered in desert dust, and knelt at his feet.
Their bond was never loud. There were no gramd declarations or affection. It was quieter. Deeper. But Amun always made sure she knew she was his, completely, not only his mate, but his master too.
Centuries passed. The Volturi rose and the egyptians burned under Aro ambition. Amun watched them burn, and Kebi followed without a single word of protest. She stood at his side as their world shrank to two. She never questioned his paranoia or challenged his control. And that keep them together after centuries. Loyalty. Kebi remained the one constant Amun could control completely and in return, he gave her eternity at his side.
A/N: This is definitely more of a backstory but it does have some cute Amun x OC moments. This is a new series in defense of one of my favorite vamps I hope everyone is okay with it. I will be changing canon just a wee bit because...well because I can. Benjamin and Tia will be siblings and he will be canonically aged at 15
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A/N: another note this was inspired by @heartrise because she’s my sounding board lately and she’s incredible thank you
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Summary: Amun has been against a confrontation with the volturi from the start. He is known to have avoided the last war involving his coven, his reasoning was never told to even Carlisle. Will history repeat itself?
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The air was still, as unmoving as they were. It was a rare day for the weather to be overcast. The heat still clung to the skin of the people walking around, he wondered if they appreciated the freedom of not having to hide their existence. How simple to be a human. How ignorant. Not the faintest idea that on the wrong day they could be dead in seconds. Not even the strongest among them would be able to escape. The weather had permitted him to step outside, not far from his home. He wouldn’t dare risk that, a garden of sorts right next to their hidden dwelling. Still, there were days when the coven decided to enjoy the weather. The sun still felt warm on his cheeks, with no worry about he himself overheating from the intense heat. A small perk to eternal life, he supposed.
Kebi smelled them first. More of their kind, unwelcome visitors, “Amun, Mut.” They had already shared a look before Mut ushered the “children” inside. They walked among the humans, they were acquaintances. No, they were unwelcome guests. Coming unannounced could only means they felt unsafe to call. Unless they broke the rules, there was no reason to feel that way. Mut rushed back into the garden, nodding at her sister. Kebi flitted away to meet them.
“Amun…”
“I know, my love.”
……Mut hesitated “I should go with them.”
“No, they will be fine. We don’t want to appear.. suspicious.”
“You have a lot of faith, husband. They grow restless.” Mut quieted her voice. Amun knew she was right, she often was. He was more surprised she didn’t argue that they should be included in the conversation. It was one of the more contentious points of their relationship. If she wasn’t fighting for Benjamin and Tia to stick around, then the situation seemed strange to her as well. The pair met with an indifferent Kebi coldly greeting their guests. Mut interlocked hands with her to lead her away and the pair stood behind Amun.
“Come sister,” Mut chimed in, she smiled softly towards her mate as she turned. The Cullens could sense the message though she had said nothing towards them.
Leave.
You are not welcome.
They didn’t need Edward to understand what all three of them were thinking.
“Amun. Its been a long time.”
“And yet, it is clear you are not here for a social visit. Lets skip the formalities Carlisle. What is it you want?”
Mut surveyed the traveling couple. Carlisle and Esme. Old acquaintances. Or at least Carlisle had been, the former look exhausted. The centuries of the inability to sleep seemed somehow etched on his face. It aged him. The woman they had known to be cheerful, almost naïve in their prior meetings, had a look in her eyes Amun and Mut had only seen in each other a handful of times. She looked like a mother. A worried one. A mother who was about to risk her life for her child. Amun instinctively took a half a step back, he was not willing to risk his family right now. Mut stepped forward placing a hand on Amuns back for a second to take over some of the anxiety in the room.
“Before we start Carlisle why don’t we sit somewhere more comfortable?” Kebi got the hint and led them towards the living area, Mut turned around raising her eyebrow slightly, Amun nodded away her worry and she quickly followed behind Kebi. Amun followed the group. The Egyptian coven remained silent once everyone had sat, waiting for the bad news that was sure to follow.
“I suppose there no getting around it hm? Edwar—our son, he somewhat made a mistake.”
“You can’t somewhat make a mistake Carlisle, did he or did not?” Mut was losing her patience, quickly.
“He didn’t.” Esme interjected, “It’s a miracle really. We are all so lucky… but things were taken out of context.”
“Please…continue.” Amun squeezed Mut’s hand as he began to speak, avoiding eye contact.
“Edward, he—he got his mate pregnant.”
“That’s…what? Impossible! a vampire cannot conceive a child.” Amun and Mut stared at the usually neutral, Kebi, and then back at each other before getting their thoughts together.
“His mate was a human when-“
“That is enough.” Amun stood up, Mut and Kebi followed him as left the room
“Amun please.”
“I am sorry but we cannot help you Carlisle whatever it is your son has or has not done. We are done here.”
“We wouldn’t be asking if it wasn’t important.”
“You must go.”
Mut heard them millisecond too late, the giggling and footsteps arriving, the water rising well above their heads and beautifully molding itself to the intricate designs of their home, “I would like to hear about it. Amun never lets me meet his friends.”
“I cant imagine why.” Carlisle responded sarcastically. Amun was frozen. There weren’t many people who knew about Benjamin and his sister, Tia.
“That’s because he doesn’t have any.” Mut joked to lighten the situation. Worrying her adopted children was out of the question. Benjamin was stretching the truth a bit. But this was a sore spot for everyone. The two younger vampires yearned for complete freedom. Mut and Kebi agree they should be less restrictive. But every time the conversation comes around, Amun has the equivalent of a panic attack. Even now, he had gone completely silent. Carlisle suddenly saw the answer to their problems in Benjamin.
“Believe me I know how it sounds but it would be best to see for yourself. We would never ask you to fight on our behalf but if you could come see—“ he seemed to to struggle to find the best phrase, the words most likely to make a difference, “their daughter… you will see she is different than an immortal child. She grows every day. All we’re asking is for you to see the truth.”
“It seems you give us little choice Carlisle.” Mut stated, “You may leave, we will make a decision tonight. But you have outstayed your welcome.”
“Please, the volturi—” Esme began pleading but the ones experienced had heard enough.
“If the volturi have made a decision, it will make little difference what our opinions are. This is no longer a suggestion. Get. Out.” Mut’s voice was steel. Benjamin and Tia shrunk back. This was not a voice they had heard from her, the delivery was low but threatening. No one would have heard anything, still it made her seem terrifying. Amun seemed to snap out of his daze momentarily to come up behind his mate.
He gently rested his hand on the arch in her back, “I believe my mate has made herself clear. We will discuss this tonight, if we decide to go then we shall see you back in Washington. Goodbye.”
Esme tugged on his hand looking at Carlisle with eyes expecting him to keep fighting. Carlisle stared back and nodded. Esme sighed and they disappeared from the home.
“So… are we actually discussing this or was that for fun?” Kebi broke the silence in the air first
“No.”
“Yes.”
Tia and Benjamin watched as Amun and Mut spoke at the same time.
“My love, why on earth would we help them?”
“I’ll be honest, I’m curious. Are you not? Besides we do not have to see the volturi. If we really want we can call their secretaries and tell them what we saw. Aro will not check every witness and Carlisle has many friends.”
“If they intend to fight it wont matter what the truth is.”
“I suppose that’s true.” Mut turned to Kebi and the two younger vampires, “I think we all need to take a couple hours. We can talk more in a little bit.” She tugged at Amuns hand and the two retreated to their room. Making sure to speak as quietly as she could to where Benjamin and Tia wouldn’t be able to make out their words.
“I want to see him.”
“No.”
“Amun. You need to talk to him.”
“I cannot, I couldn’t even go to Volterra with you and Kebi when Tia was turned.”
“If you don’t talk to him and something happens in that fight, you will never forgive yourself.” Amun looked away, his jaw clenched at the daughter of the war that ruined their lives, “Benjamin and Tia both need to see more of the world anyway. They can make their own choice.”
“Do you remember the last time one of our children wanted to fight?”
“It was her choice. Just like it should be theirs. It is their life.”
The vampire had only come to the Egypt to deliver a message but even then it was clear to many of them that this one was more powerful than anyone in their own coven. The news made everyone uneasy. The Romanian coven had been defeated. The same coven that had forced all of the nomads near Egypt to band together or face possible decimation alone. The humans had made their own stories. They were divided on what to do, but there was tiny God advocating to fight. Why should they give up their power. The humans knew what they were and there was little protest. Amun and his wife, Mut feared what would happen. Horus, Set were vocal in their thoughts to fight back. They wanted to prove their strength. Unfortunately, Sekhmet agreed. The Goddess the humans had labeled the Goddess of War was now, living up to her name. The day seemed to drag as the coven waited for the newcomers arrival, the volturi. It seemed to drag to everyone except Amun and Mut. There wasn’t enough time.
“Please come with us.” Mut begged
“Daughter, you know we stand no chance.” Amun reasoned.
“So, the plan is we do nothing?”
“The plan is to survive. We are not the only ones not participating.”
“Yes, yes Osisris and Isis.” Annoyance clear as day in the young vampires voice. The already proud vampire had been given an ego boost from the praise she had come to receive
“And Tawaret?”
“Father please. We shouldn’t just give up our land.”
“They said they weren’t taking our territory, they just want us to stop being seen from the humans. What makes you think we can do better than the romanians?”
“Fine. We stay here until the dispute is settled.”
Curiosity killed the cat. But what she found didn’t bring it back. Sekhmet grew impatient. Pacing for hours. She screamed at Amun, calling him a coward. Mut pleaded for her to understand why they thought it was best to not fight unnecessarily before she lashed out at her too. Kebi finally had enough.
“If you want to go, then go. No one is stopping you. It’s a suicide mission, even you can see that.”
“Ptah…” Sekhmet whimpered, Amun and Mut trained their eyes on her again. Kebi growled as she rolled her eyes at the mere mention of his name. He was known to be the god of healing. A side effect of an unfortunate human seeing him put himself back together after picking a fight with Khonshu. He was insufferable to everyone but Sekhmet. Sekhmet was young, reckless. She couldn’t see Ptah more or less just enjoyed the attention. They could live an eternity, there was little anyone could say to try and stop the infatuation. Ptah was too old for her, she was barely older than a child. She had only been changed because Mut had seen the poor girl starving, barely able to move. She remembers begging her husband or sister to help. Her husband conceded, his own heart aching at the sight of the helpless child. Sekhmet was young but cunning enough to see that her parents and aunt were not budging.
“I am really sorry Kebi.” The sound of Kebi’s arms shattering sent Mut into a panic. The pair rushed toward their crying sister and Sekhmet turned running towards the battle, hoping to at least take one of those arrogant vampires down.
That was the last time Amun and Mut saw their daughter alive. They arrived too late. The humans were rampant; screaming, sobbing and going into hiding, not that it did them any good. Smoke filled the air, making difficult for even them to see and breathe. Though they were never sure if it was the smoke or the guilt and desperation that made them choke up. At least three pyres were burning as the sun set on what started on a regular day. Amun and his mate had arrived seconds, seconds after the last body was thrown into the fire. They froze as they saw Sekhmets eyes staring back at them, an apology dying on her lips that they would never hear. Had they ran farther maybe she would have avoided the fight… had they been faster maybe they would have arrived in time to intercept her…questions like this would plague Amun and his mate for the rest of eternity, all they could see was tiny Sekhmet, her face temporally frozen in a state of fear as she realized her efforts would be wasted.
Aro interceded before Caius tried to destroy them too. The grief was something unlike anything Aro had felt before. It overwhelmed him. Marcus saw the bonds himself, strong enough to warn Caius about them. As soon as he understood why the pair looked so crazed he softened. Aro explained what happened throughout the fight, even the warning they had offered to Sekhmet, but she had proven to be quite capable even to their best fighter, he also apologized and said he would leave them be so long as they adhered to the new rules. Amun had been holding his sobbing mate. Her body doubled over, he himself struggling to hold his composure as he knelt beside her. Aro said little else, this new coven that had so mercilessly destroyed their own, showed them a mercy they weren’t expecting.
Still for centuries after, everytime Amun closed his eyes he saw his daughter staring back at him.
“Amun?” It had been ages, him and his mate had traveled enough that she had grown tired of her name, changing and cutting ties with that part of her past. Another event would cause her to change her name again, leaving her with what people knew her as now. Amun meanwhile was dissociating, a byproduct of his grief that still occasionally showed itself.
“Hm?”
“They will want to go. Whether or not we follow we will not be able to stop them.”
Sorry for the lack of content, Uni has been kicking my arse and I finally decided to at least try so it’s not my best work but oh well! Sorry anon I know it’s been a while but hope you all enjoy anyways
- Amun is very private man who will rarely show any type of public affection especially in front of his coven. So he’ll keep his hand at the small of your back whenever you’re near, keeping you relatively close to him at all times.
- However, there’s a massive change in his behavior when you’re in private and he’ll love to just hold you in his arms, pressing you into his cold chest as he runs his fingers over your arms and back.
- There’s a somewhat alarming protective instinct in Amun, meaning that he’ll constantly try to keep you at his side or at least in his sights. No matter where you go, he’ll be hovering and making sure you’re safe.
- Amun loves when you both lay in bed, gently caressing each other, whispering sweet nothings in your ears as he speaks of your combined future.
- He makes it abundantly clear that the two of you are not to be disturbed under any circumstances unless it’s a coven emergency. He values your time alone greatly and believes it’s an essential part of your relationship.
- I think his love language is a mix of quality time and gift giving.
- Amun loves getting you pieces of jewellery, trinkets or lavish clothes and seeing you model outfits. It makes his undead heart flutter seeing you happy and excited.
- After a long day Amun would retire to his room and bundle you into his arms, holding your frame within his embrace.
- I think he would love to relax by reading aloud with you lying draped over his chest, caressing your bare skin. Also, he would love to tell you funny stories of the old kingdom and his ‘glory’ days to make you laugh.
- Finally, he would never admit it aloud, but it makes him feel whole watching you sleep so peacefully in his arms and allowing him to be your safe space.
When Y/N Clearwater meekly stepped into the Cullen’s home that fateful afternoon, she never expected she would fall so utterly in love with such a forbidden idea - if only that coven had known better to stay away, she’d never had gotten into this mess…
Hi everyone, this is my first story on here - I hope everyone enjoys it as not many people write for the Egyptian Coven (which is a crime itself). I will be coming back to edit this and revamp it once i'm feeling a bit more comfortable, any ideas, comments or suggestions are welcome as I'd love to interact with all of yous! Feel free to drop a message or comment any time and I'll get back to yous as soon as I can :)
I once again found myself surrounded by the multitude of the Cullen's vampiric guests as we stood surrounding Edward as he discussed the peaceful approach we would be taking in regard to the audience with the Volturi.
"I'm not asking yous to fight unprovoked, I simply need to be able to rely on all of you if we need to" he stated, " I know it is a lot to ask of you all, especially the pack" he turned to us as we stood further from the larger group. "This is more dangerous for yous, yous can be hurt or even killed if it comes to that" we all mulled over his declaration as we silently looked between one another.
Seth stepped forward, "I'll stand by Jake no matter what he decides" he proudly stated, ever the lost little puppy, and all eyes turned to pin him in place.
"I guess I have to as well then" Leah begrudgingly mumbled as she tugged Seth back into his place between her and Jacob while I stood to her right.
All eyes turned to me, awaiting my answer I finally spat out a "As long as it is alright with Sam - I can't go against the Alpha, but I'll speak to him". My face heat up as I scanned the crowd of staring vampire, particularly catching on the Egyptian Coven, who I'd became so familiar with during the course of the day.
Amun caught my eye as he smiled briefly and nodded, seemingly a kind attempt to put me at ease under all the scrutiny while Kebi smiled brightly making my heart flutter in my chest. Clearing my throat I turned my attention back to Edward as I caught a flicker of shock and surprise pass through his timeless features.
The sun died down a few hours later as the group sat surrounding the blazing fire pit, situated in small groups forming a larger cohort trading stories from their long extremely captivating lives.
Garrett had just finished his tale, describing his multitude of fights on the front line of centuries worth of wars when the Cullen's previous confrontation with the so called 'new born army' was brought up - almost instantly capturing every person present's attention.
Emmett, stood scarily close to the fire and shouting exaggerated stories from the horrible day, began spieling about how the wolves had eaten some of the newborns. Only then did I pipe up "We didn't eat any of the vampires Emmett" I yelled over the sound of the vampiric laughter.
"You should have seen Y/N, big and fluffy, tearing off these idiots' arms as they charged for the pack! God, if my heart hadn't stopped beating years ago, I truly think it would have the moment she bit one of the men charging straight for Rosalie's head straight off" he yelled as he nudged my shoulder, somehow having made his way from the fire to me without me noticing within moments, teasing me and making the group laugh.
"Yeah, well someone had to save Rapunzel while you were off acting like a fool" I teased as Rosalie rolled her eyes, smirking, and Emmett feigned being in pain.
Laughter died down as vampires began to disperse in search of 'food', I soon found myself sitting next to Tia, warming my hands by the fire.
"It sounds like you're pretty good at handling things yourself" she said softly, referencing Emmett's earlier story.
"Yeah, growing up surrounded by rowdy boys who fight over the last muffin kinda forces you to look after yourself sometimes" I laughed, gently bumping my shoulder into hers as she smiled at me.
"Sometimes it's nice to have someone else look after you though" Tia whispered, leaning into my shoulder as if there were a secret to be shared, "mayb-"
"Tia, if you could come with me please, we need to make our final decision about what we are going to do as a Coven" Kebi said gently as she approaching, placing a gentle hand on my shoulder as she softly glanced down at me, smiling and squeezing lightly as she pulled away, Tia leaving with the soft hand, "I'll see you soon dear".
"Think about it" Tia purred as Kebi led her away by her hand, my eyes drawn to the connected palms as I mulled over Tia's statements, curiosity bubbling up from within me.
Eventually I made my way to find Seth, he was situated next to Tanya in the living room. Smiling softly I walked over and sat down next to them, startling Seth as he sprang up straight from his relaxed position on the couch.
"Relax" I mumbled leaning back and closing my eyes and patting his leg. I wasn't about to judge him for cozying up next to Tanya when I'd been practically following the Egyptian Coven around all day, drooling all over them like some over-excited huge dog.
"Busy day huh" Tayna questioned as Seth relaxed in his position between us, I could practically hear the smile in her voice as she lent into Seth's side.
"You could say that" I mumbled as I slowly began drifting off, only slightly aware that I was still technically in enemy territory - but in the relaxed environment of the Cullen's living room I couldn't help but want to finally sleep, the stress and anxiety from that morning finally catching up to me.
"Get some rest - you're going to need it for training tomorrow" Tanya advised as she slowly stroked Seth's dark hair - I'll need to ask him about this later, maybe when I'm not half asleep though...
When Y/N Clearwater meekly stepped into the Cullen’s home that fateful afternoon, she never expected she would fall so utterly in love with such a forbidden idea - if only that coven had known better to stay away, she’d never had gotten into this mess…
Hi everyone, this is my first story on here - I hope everyone enjoys it as not many people write for the Egyptian Coven (which is a crime itself). I will be coming back to edit this and revamp it once i'm feeling a bit more comfortable, any ideas, comments or suggestions are welcome as I'd love to interact with all of yous! Feel free to drop a message or comment any time and I'll get back to yous as soon as I can :)
TW! Mentions of Death
My heart stuttered in my chest as I watched in slow motion as chaos unfolded around me, my body moving faster than my mind as others continued forward in pursuit of Edward.
Frozen in place I felt Esme's cold nimble fingers unfurl from my fur as she too moved towards the Volturi at a neck breaking speed. My shocked attempts to shield her from the death of her mate had been too slow to protect her or take the brunt of the pain.
I was stuck in a shocked silence as my mind and body battled to decide what my next movements should be. It wasn't until Sam's sharp snarl, an order to move in on the action, cut through my scared stupor and forced me into a frenzied run.
The sound of boulders colliding echoed in my sensitive ears as vampire after vampire took another down in a frantic rage. Shifting my eyes across the snow covered clearing I struggled to decide where to run - towards Kebi, who was struggling a little bit with fighting off two members of the Volturi, or towards Leah, who was also fighting off a tall male.
It wasn't until I caught sight of one of the male vampires grasping Kebi by the neck that I was broken out of my trance like state - breaking out into a hectic sprint I managed to sidestep multiple crazed cold ones.
Quickly gaining on the small group in the tousle I managed to leap onto the man's back, tugging his head back and distracting him from his attack on the caring woman. Catching his skull between my jaws I crunched as hard as I could, permanently stopping his manic attack as Amun made his way through the hectic 'crowd'.
Pulling the scrambling man away from the pair, and the now defeated smaller male, I caught his eye as he nodded at me appreciatively and tugged Kebi away from our tousling forms.
I was becoming increasingly weary as I continued fighting my way through the clearing, my speed declining in multitudes, as even more vampires pulled at my fur or attempted to grab at me, in my hurry to locate the rest of the Egyptian Coven or my siblings.
I finally spotted Seth, his lean figure grappling with one of the large Volturi guards, his smaller build easily being overpowered as they fought - panic rose within me as I tired my hardest to get to him in time.
I had almost reached the two when I felt a rock like figure colliding with my ribs, cold hands finding their way around my snout as I shook, trying to knock off my captor as I struggled to keep my attention of Seth's tiring form. I felt dread rising like bile in my throat as I tried and failed to protect myself from the vicious vampire.
I shook and bucked until a piercing shock shot through my neck, beneath my thick mane, temporarily paralysing my attempts for freedom. Suddenly, the overbearing weight was ripped from me by two sets of cold hands.
Falling to the snow covered floor, I struggled to regain my balance as I looked up at Benjamin and Tia - the pair ensuring I was alright, as alright as I could possibly be after being bitten by a cold one.
I simply nodded as a form of acknowledgement before once again taking off to aid my brother - where he was I no longer knew but I did know I had to locate him as quickly as possible.
I searched for what felt like a life time as my heartbeat thundered in my ears, my blood suddenly feeling like a river of sludge as it pulsed through my weary veins - shifters were not immune to a vampire's bite, however, the time it would take to affect the wolf would never be the same. It depended on the age of said shifter as their strength and power dictates how much we can withstand.
Sadly, it seems my young age and inexperience would be my downfall of this fight as my body sluggishly moved across the clearing, slowly avoiding attacks and hits as I tried to find Seth.
Time seemed to slow down as I struggled to continue down my path, a loud yelp leaving my mouth as I was suddenly taken down by a solid form.
Unable to prevent any further attacks, my immobile body simply submitted to the onslaught of attacks on my furry neck. Sharp fangs ripping through the meat of my mane as my mind tried to focus on something other than the earth shattering pain flooded my body and mind.
My unfocused eyes landed on an approaching form as I struggled to take a full breath, an angel appeared behind the large attackers shoulder. A cold hand ripping his monstrous form from my own as I tried to look at my saviour.
Overwhelming, mind numbing pain overtook my body as the very hands that had saved me pressed into my wounds - Benjamin's shaking hands pressed roughly into the fur as I tried to weakly shake him off. He was attempting to recall what he had learned from Amun years ago, stopping the bleeding was the most important thing he could do in this very moment as I lay there trembling, short broken whimpers leaving my torn throat.
"Ssshhh, you need to be quiet. This will be easier if you make little sound" he pleaded as he tried to prevent as much blood loss as possible. The lack of focus, recognition and presence in her eyes caused the rising panic in his chest to increase by tenfold as he called for help from his mate.
Tia slowly approached, kneeling down as silent venomous tears built within her eyes, placing a cold, steady hand above her mate's as blood coated them, she whispered a quiet, "Benjamin, let her go. She's in pain, you need to comfort her - not prolong it".
"Bu-"
"No, we don't play god. She is not ours to keep, we cannot let our own desires cloud judgement of what is right" she stated sternly, reaching a shaking hand out to rub her nimble fingers through the fur near the shaking girl's eyes. Gently wiping away any tears that had escaped the resilient wolve's eyes as she rubbed down along her jaw gently to comfort the increasingly colder girl's shaking figure.
They sat there, slowly caressing the young girl's face and back as her breathing slowed, shallow puffs cooling against the cold air. The two mourning figures stayed there for a while after the shallow breathing stilled forever, Amun and Kebi had eventually made their own way over to the pair as they too mourned the loss of the wolf. How was it fair to find something so precious - only to lose it in the next second?
Benjamin's figure rose, shaking angrily as grief clouded his judgement. A furious snear overtaking his angelic features as he moved towards the rest of the action taking place between the hectic vampires and shifters.
A thunder like crack echoed throughout the snowy space as he thrust his fist into the hard ground - a large splinter cracking the frozen land as vampires and wolves alike met their demise at his crazed fury...
When Y/N Clearwater meekly stepped into the Cullen’s home that fateful afternoon, she never expected she would fall so utterly in love with such a forbidden idea - if only that coven had known better to stay away, she’d never had gotten into this mess…
Hi everyone, this is my first story on here - I hope everyone enjoys it as not many people write for the Egyptian Coven (which is a crime itself). I will be coming back to edit this and revamp it once i'm feeling a bit more comfortable, any ideas, comments or suggestions are welcome as I'd love to interact with all of yous! Feel free to drop a message or comment any time and I'll get back to yous as soon as I can :)
Nerves wracked my body as I joined the pack, approaching the large clearing, vampires stood in numerous small groups as we neared them.
It was a cold, early winter morning, a quiet wind ruffling my fur as we stormed forward. Nearing the disjointed covens Sam barked orders for us to move off, joining each smaller group as to create a furry barrier between them and the Volturi - our slightly superior speed allowing us to act quicker than our colder counterparts.
As Edward explained to the opposing clan that our wolfish presence was not that of a threat towards their vampiric existence - but as a symbol of the peace we had curated within our coexistence - we stood alongside the vampires as Jacob surged forward to join his beloved Renesme. I found myself standing next to Emse and Carlisle as I snuck glances at the Egyptian Coven, catching Benjamin's eye as he nodded at me proudly, bristling with a quiet confidence I turned back to sneer at the cold vampires as they converged behind the three leaders.
Edward and Aro, the most powerful of the three men, conversed as Bella comforted Renesme until they were beckoned forward, to meet with the cold king.
Emmett approached the small group as Edward, Bella, Renesme and Jacob cautiously surged forward, forming an extra form of protection for the child.
Tensions rose within the crowd as the group met with Aro, with Renesme placing her hand on Aro's ghostly pale face - a cackling laughter filled the air as she silently communicated the answer to the argument being disputed and showed him the truth.
Suddenly, Edward turned, facing the treeline where Alice and Jasper's figures emerged from, quickly approaching the two large opposing crowds. "Alice" Aro's excited shriek filled the air as all figures present turned to face their mated pair.
Edward, Bella, Renesme, Emmett and Jacob retreated back towards us as Alice and Jasper approached the kings, Alice placing her delicate hand into Aro's excited embrace, showing him our future if he does not change the course of his actions.
Everyone held their breaths as Alice suddenly ripped her hand from his cold grasp, "It doesn't matter what I show you - you've already made up your mind" she snarled as she turned towards us, mouthing a silent "NOW!".
Confused, I looked around searching for a clue as to who she was talking to as my fellow shifters silently communicated through our pack bond, trying to figure out what this unknown plan was and who was involved. My eyes flitted around anxiously as I caught eyes with Amun, the confused glint in his eyes communicating to me that he was also ignorant as to what was happening.
Alice turned back to Aro as she bent and kicked him squarely in the face. Aro flew backwards as his guards rushed to grapple and restrain her from any further movement.
Jasper struggled in Demitri's grasp as he tried to reach for his mate, unable to due to the strength of the tracker and cried out for Alice as he fought to break free.
Bella placed Renesme upon Jacob's furry pelt as he raced off towards the treeline, escaping as to ensure her daughter's safety as the danger of this stand-off rose.
Carlisle shouted and sprinted forward, attempting to intervene with the attack on his daughter as Esme cried out, my body automatically moving to prevent her from chasing her husband into danger.
I flinched as the sound of boulders colliding filled the air, Aro's body crashing into Carlisle's as they fought in the air, fear coursing through my veins as Esme clutched onto my pelt.
Finally, the men's airborne figures fell from the their suspended positions as one body crumpled onto the blanket of snow.
Aro's maniacal laughter filled the air as he turned, lifting the decapitated head of the kind doctor and grinning at our shocked faces. Esme cried out a heartbreaking shriek as she fell against my body, I tensed as a still moment stretched out across the field.
Suddenly, Edward screamed in anguish and fury, racing forward towards the murderous king - setting off a chain of events that would forever change the trajectory of all of our lives...
When Y/N Clearwater meekly stepped into the Cullen’s home that fateful afternoon, she never expected she would fall so utterly in love with such a forbidden idea - if only that coven had known better to stay away, she’d never had gotten into this mess…
Hi everyone, this is my first story on here - I hope everyone enjoys it as not many people write for the Egyptian Coven (which is a crime itself). I will be coming back to edit this and revamp it once i'm feeling a bit more comfortable, any ideas, comments or suggestions are welcome as I'd love to interact with all of yous! Feel free to drop a message or comment any time and I'll get back to yous as soon as I can :)
Stepping into the kitchen I hummed to myself, a quiet tune, extremely conscious of the superior hearing possessed by the majority of the people in this house, moving quite quickly as to not appear sluggish or comically slow to the vampires surrounding me.
"Oh, this is Y/N" I hear turning the corner, revealing Carlisle and Esme conversing with both the Egyptian Coven and the Amazonian Coven.
"Hi" I muster, fully stepping into the room as all eight sets of eyes turn to pierce me, "Sorry to interrupt, I was just coming to see if Esme needed any help in here."
"I'm alright, thank you anyway dear, come here and meet our friends" Esme beckoned me closer as I hung back at the entrance of the room. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Benjamin grinning at me, amused by my awkward behaviour.
I slowly walked towards the group, my movements slow and wary, too cautious of startling any of the vampires who were all still staring at me as I let a small smile slip past my tight expression, relaxing at the thought of at least one familiar face amongst the sea of red eyes.
"I'm Y/N" I repeated Carlisle's earlier musings as I stopped next to the couple, his large stature dwarfing my own as I looked out at the two covens.
Suddenly, the tall thin vampire, belonging to the Amazonian Coven stepped forward, grasping the hand that once lay by my side, wrapping her cold delicate fingers around my warm in comparison fist, "Y/N?, what are you Y/N? You appear human, yet you smel-"
"Like the wolf" her kin, Senna, finished "Be careful Zafrina, don't hold her too tightly, they're still delicate".
"Ye- Yeah, I'm a part of the Quileute tribe" I responded, gently shaking my hands free from Zafrina's grasp "I'm not a part of Jacob's pack though, I'm still with Sam and the larger pack" I explained to the curious woman as she stepped back towards Senna, content with my answer.
"A werewolf" the quiet accusation came from the tall man stood at Benjamin's right
To satiate the unexpected but misplaced fear as I simply stated "No, we're simply shape shifters, the cold one- sorry, vampire's - presence triggers the change within us, but we weren't bitten of infected or anything. They're a different 'species' for lack of a different term and a lot less agreeable" I tried to joke as the man seemed to relax a little bit.
"See Amun, I told you she wouldn't try to eat us" Benjamin teased as he lent into the side of a tall, beautiful woman. I stared at her unnaturally captivating face as she laughed softly and gently swatted at his chest - a gentle moment of softness between two lovers I yearned to experience.
Swallowing, I refocused my attention back onto the older of the group as the woman I had locked eyes with earlier lent forward. Still embarrassed by my earlier outburst I tried to retain as much of my composure as possible as heat rose to my cheeks, "I'm Kebi" she introduced herself, "This my mate, Amun, and our coven, Benjamin and Tia" each vampire smiled at me, Amun's slightly strained, yet that was not unexpected as he was so tense moments before.
"It's nice to meet yous" I smiled, thankful my idiotic staring and coughing fit earlier hadn't scared them off or written me off as an idiot they wanted to avoid.
"Likewise, I like your bracelet, by the way" Tia smile gracefully at me.
The Egyptian Coven eventually ended up migrating towards the Cullen's living room, I tagged along with them, content with getting to know the four vampires as we chatted for hours - their stories and tales intense and captivating as they perfectly complemented one another.
Amun, the leader, was stoic and proud, yet calming and grounding.
Kebi, his mate, was captivating and beautiful, yet soulful and smart.
Benjamin, my first friend within the coven, was funny and joyful, yet strong and intelligent.
Tia, his mate and the final member of the coven, was gorgeous and creative, yet compassionate and gentle.
I sat surrounded by them for hours, captivated by their stories and their all engulfing camaraderie, until Edward's voice called out a plea, urging vampires and shifters alike to converge in a meeting outside.
