Summary: The Kingdom of Forks, ruled by the lustful and vicious King Edward, and his fellow vampires. His reputation? Behead any wife whom may stand in his way. Queen Victoria's army of new borns threatens both Forks and the La Push Kingdom of werewolves. Prince Jacob and King Edward must come together to conquer said threat; however Queen Victoria will stop at nothing to overcome them. Is Mamoisel Isabella that which will bring both creatures to their knees??

Himmels: Hello and welcome to the new Twilight fic introduced by me, Himmels, our good friend, Senorita, and-

Draculina: -broad way entrance- And me! Himmels' better half!

Senorita: ...Better half? What are you smoking? The only thing you're good for is the nasties...

Draculina: ...Is that a death wish I hear?

Senorita: -crazy glare- What if it is?

Himmels: -holds them apart- Uh, anyway...Why don't you explain to the people, Senorita, what our story is about. It was your idea, so you have the honors.

Senorita: Anyways, -sticks tongue out at Draculina- We present to you the untold Twilight story of the Renaissance! With that really awesome OC stuff to shake things up. And disclaimers to keep back the vicious lawyers!

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I'm gonna fight 'em off
A seven nation army couldn't hold me back
They're gonna rip it off
Taking their time right behind my back
And I’m talking to myself at night because I can’t forget
Back and forth through my mind behind a cigarette

-Seven Nation Army by: The White Stripes.

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To Fall From Grace

The ominous shadows cast from the embers of metal torches lined along the grand stone walls danced sinisterly. Through the dim-lit halls of the East Wing, the Queen's heels clicked rhythmically in her haste, her panting growing faster, as she searched desperately for an escape.

Queen Tanya hailed from the frigid northern territories of the Kingdom of Denali. Behold her, a glowing ivory complexion that shown like the moon in the dark surroundings, thin lips, round face, a delicate feminine body, with a personality so gentle and beloved throughout the Kingdom of Forks. Yet now she flees those who loved her, grasping the ends of her slender velvet gown. With the dress out of the way of her running, her pace quickened slightly. Her hair escaped the elegant bun that held it together; stands of strawberry blonde tendrils fell beside her plump cheeks, and before her eyes.

"M'lady! Halt!" The King's guards rushed to seize her.

She let out a cry of agony, knowing her capture was imminent. Collapsing to her knees, she assumed only one option remained if she were to have a chance to leave the castle and flee execution, yet it would mean exposing herself, and if this failed, it would surely be used against her.
"Queen Tanya!" They were nearing, the time had come.

She whipped around, her lip curled over the vicious fangs which flashed brilliantly. A low growl erupting from her core, her tender features had transformed into a beastly look. The men ceased moving, bodies frozen with terror where they stood, faces pale in fear.

"V-vampire" The pudgiest of the men spoke.

With that the Queen pounced onto her prey, ripping the pudgy man's head clear from his throat. She then snatched up another, bashing his face into the hard stone ground without mercy, before sinking her teeth into the final guard’s neck. Her black eyes drifted into a light hazel with her content. Tossing aside his body, she wiped away the blood from her lip. Her once beautiful dress was now drenched dark crimson and the area around her resembled a pond of blood.

"Tanya."

She was still at the voice, if she had contained the ability to weep, she would have. Her escape had almost been sealed and now those of her own species were to follow

through with her execution, and no doubt use the secret they all shared to further prosecute her.

"Ambassador Jasper." She spoke icily, collecting her self, and turning to face him with a glare of confidence.

Behind the devilishly handsome blonde stood two others; Secretary Aro, a thin ancient of curly, mahogany hair and skeletal structure, and Sir Demetri, the black haired and black hearted slinky man. She could not breech the grasps of three vampires, thus surrendered reluctantly.

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"Your Highness! King Edward!" The massive General Emmet bustled into the King's Library, to find his majesty locked in a game of chess with Lord Carlisle. Lord Carlisle, the top-adviser to the King, was a proud man and held authority within his gaze. Along with powerful, he was also very wise, hence his high position with the King.

"Yes Emmet?" King Edward mused, his eyes, however, remained focused on the match before him. King Edward Cullen, the god-like being that ruled Forks with an iron fist. His celestial beauty and witty words were popular among the ladies of the kingdom.

"Queen Tanya-," He begun.

"Have you yet to arrest her?" The King asked without interest.

Carlisle, however was now staring at Emmet with complete attention.

"We have, although she managed to take apart three of your mortal guards." Emmet

responded, and finally Edwards eyes averted from the chess bored to meet the General's.

"You mean to tell me-,"

"She has exposed herself?" Carlisle injected himself into the conversation, finishing the Kings question.

"She has. Secretary Aro has already had her placed in the Tower. Felix and Laurent are standing guard and we all await your judgment, sire." He gave a low and respectful bow and King Edward rubbed his chin, pondering the matters of the execution.

It had been a shame to have to come to the terms of death for his first wife, but sadly he no longer loved her, as she had failed to bare him a legitimate male heir. To Edward’s disgust, the son she bore him had been deformed, so surely it was not his! The deformity had lead to the baby’s death and the suspicions of acts of adultery committed by Queen Tanya. Therefore, the punishment was clear: their marriage would need to be considered null and void and she would be beheaded for her crimes, then he would take on a new wife.

"Noon tomorrow, Queen Tanya will be beheaded in a private execution, the French Style. Her crimes, high treason, adultery, and vampirism, made our marriage void, and I am to wed a new wife." Edward concluded.

Emmet bowed his head and left to spread the King's will.

"Pardon my curiosity, my King," Lord Carlisle bowed his head, and waited until Edward nodded in approval. "Who is it you seek as your new wife? Lady Rosalie perhaps?"

The name brought a small smile to the King's lips.

Lord Carlisle had been one of the few to have knowledge of the Kings affair with Queen Tanya's lady-in-waiting, Rosalie. Her beauty had managed to baffle the King since he first laid eyes on her. Her golden yellow hair, silk against her lower back, entwined perfectly with her voluminous figure and gentle features attracted his attention to the point of lust. It was known that Rosalie had been damned for only a decade, yet she maintained vegetarian modesty, of course after the revenge against those who had nearly brought her to death as a human. King Edward had been fond of Rosalie the entire two years of his marriage to Queen Tanya. However, the affair had only developed over the past few months and now that Queen Tanya was to be executed, his love for Rosalie could be achieved without difficulty.

"Ah, yes my friend!" The King boomed with laughter. "It would seem fit that Lady Rosalie would become my new betrothed."

"I feel personally, sire, that she will make a fitting Queen." Lord Carlisle cooed.

"As do I." Edward sighed with relief of finally being able to marry Rosalie. "The troubles of Tanya are to be no more by tomorrow’s moon. If only all of our troubles would vanish with her."

"If only!" Carlisle shouted with irritability. "I'm sure Jasper has informed you of Prince Jacob's intentions?"

"Of course.” Edward’s fist tightened, “He shall arrive within two weeks, the damn dog!" Edward spat in anger toward the werewolf prince.

"Aye, your Highness, however, we need to consider the threat of Queen Victoria and her army." Carlisle suggested carefully as not to be cross with the King.

"That is true. We shall see where this leads us, but for now let us finish our game!" He indulged himself back into the chess match, Lord Carlisle giving a weary smile and obeying.

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"Rosalie! Rosalie!" The snooty Madame Lauren Mallory rushed into her close friend's chamber, calling her frantically.
"What is it Lauren?" Lady Rosalie sat at her vanity combing her fairytale hair.

Her beauty was like none other within the kingdom. With her fair hair and tall frame, the men of Forks practically stopped in the streets to stare, but she would take none as lowly as that.

"Queen Tanya! She has been arrested for adultery, high treason, and vampirism!" She nearly fainted as she halted beside the goddess.

Vampirism!? Lady Rosalie assumed that in her attempt to escape arrest, her Majesty exposed herself foolishly. This would secure her execution, making Rosalie smile brilliantly, as it would also secure her place as becoming the new Queen of Forks.

"We are on our way my sweet friend." She smiled, her pearly white teeth shining beautifully, but behind the sweet face lie a cold hearted wench, seeking only power.

"A place as a Lady-in-Waiting?" Lauren asked greedily.

"My closest one." Rosalie grinned evilly, together they giggled similar to the darkest of witches.

Lady Rosalie was on the rise to power. Her bedding of King Edward was to open a whole new world of opportunities for her, as she worked viciously to achieve it.

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