Friday, December 24, 2010

Going Back?

7 July 1789

Aro spoke to me about something very shocking indeed. It started off with me entering the very same hall that I first saw them. When the same majestic doors open, Aro was standing, not sitting at his usual spot at the throne between his brothers. The way he was standing, he kind of made me worried.

"Carlisle," he began. "We just receive news that the London administration had just decide to demolish your father's house."

That had me speechless. Instead of using my usual way of communication, I simply touched Aro's hand to convey what was in my mind. Mostly are about "How did you know if they're going to demolish the house?" , "When is it going to happen?", "What building is it?" ...

Aro chuckled at my mental reaction. Calmly, he tell me, "Young one, don't fret, you still have time for about a few months left till the demolition process even begins. I thought of telling you because it is the place you grew up as a human. And from what I've seen from your reaction, you are still deeply attached to your human memories, even if they are only glimpses of blurred images."

I was still speechless due to Aro's concern shown towards me. I mean, as the leader of the largest coven of vampires, as well as being the leader of the Volturi coven (which is considered the royalty in the vampire world), Aro showed concern towards me, a mere sole vampire, who brings no threat what-so-ever to them!

I said my thanks to Aro when I mustered enough strength to even speak. Then, just right before I leave the hall to my respective room, Aro began speaking again, stopping me in mid-track.

"Carlisle, if you may, take Felix and Eleazar with you. I'd love for you to go along well with Felix and Eleazar, since you'll be spending time here a lot after you come back from London."

Then, with a smile, our little meeting was dismissed. Within moments of packing in my room, a knock could be heard from the door.

"Come in." I replied to the anonymous knocking.

"Hello Carlisle, I'm here to tell you that I'm sorry the way we met wasn't quite the way normally me and my other fellow companions meet. My meeting with them was different from the way we meet, if I may add."

"Oh hello, Felix. There's no such need to be sorry at all. In fact through the years, I've met many of our kind in various different situations as well. Besides, the way I met you might make our meeting more memorable." I smiled back at him.

Grinning sheepishly, he added, "Well then, I hope for you and I to bond as friends on our way to London then."

"Of course..."

After a few attempts of making small talk between us, Felix grinned triumphantly and said his farewell for the time being and head to his room to pack for the journey.

Going back to London was the last thing on my mind, and it still was until Aro mentioned of the demolition the authorities are going to be doing in a few months time to what used to be my home.

I was so lost in thought that I didn't notice the change in the sky. It's going to be sunset soon, and Felix and Eleazar had made plans that we should leave the next day after the sun have set. What lies ahead tomorrow will have stay tomorrow for me to find out. By choosing to go back to London, I may just revive some memories of my human life, if my father had not loathed me enough to destroy all my things as he may consider it as a cleansing ceremony, to clear all demons or evils that I know he must have believed to have resided in his own son's soul.

I was supposed to be his heir, his only family left, for all that I know. My first entry in you, journal, could probably my first entry after all and I may just lost everything in my faint human memories. What I wouldn't give to be human again. I believe of the higher power, not royalties of the world's most dangerous predator high power, but higher power as in Gods.

From what I do know from my memories (and some, from the fragments in you, journal, before my transformation as a vampire), as faint and as dim as they are to me now, I do know that I'm raised by my father alone. Imagining that he, a sole lone man, raising a child since its' birth; the hardship the old man must have been through if I was rebellious teenager, and all other sorts of problem he may had to face if I was a problematic kid. All the possibilities of my human memories are endless.

I may not truly remember my human memories anymore, but I can still hope that visiting the place where I had grew up in for almost twenty something years, that ought to be counted for something, and who knows, I might just remember some bits and pieces of the past, before I'm a vampire. And who knows, if I did wrote in more than just a journal, and that the other journals may still be lurking somewhere in that century-old house where I grew up in, where I spent my childhood, my adolescence, and where I believe to had celebrated the day I was rendered a mature adult.

Time, it pass like just the grains of sand in the hourglass to us vampires. They flow through the opening between the vessels from the upper part to the one below. As quickly as it was turned, as quickly it is to start flowing through the miniature hole.

Writing what I'm thinking as quickly as I think of them is just another easy task since I am now gifted with the speed as fast as lighting, if I must find a way to describe it.

I think I should end my entry here for now. Even if I don't sleep, I still get mentally tired at several occasions. For now, I think I'll just sit on the sofa and perhaps lie on the decorative bed and ponder of what I may have to overcome in time when Eleazar, Felix and I reach London, the land of what I used to call HOME...

Till next time,