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Upon stumbling into the small town of Forks Washington, many believe they have found the smallest, most abnormal town on earth. But it’s a few miles outside Forks, on the Indian reservation, also know as La Push, where the real trouble is stirring.
In spite of the large coven of vampires located in Forks, a pack of werewolves is growing rapidly. This particular pack is larger than any other since the old days. Washington has never seen a pack this size, but Italy has. The last pack this size was wiped out, making way for the ruling of the Volturi. Vampires. Werewolves faded from existence, and had seemingly lost their authority in the world. But it was on this small reservation, the Olympic Peninsula, where werewolves began to once more gain power, more than anyone had anticipated.
When the Volturi noticed the large pack of dogs in Washington, they knew they had to pay them a visit. It wasn’t as it a pack this large could go unattended. They had to be taken care of; wiped out. Some delegates were sent to North America to look into the matter of the dog infestation. But the Volturi wasn’t expecting to have such a fight put up. They hadn’t anticipate the numbers they came across.
For the first time since the 1860’s the Volturi lost one of their number, and not for a lack of devotion. Their first loss since the outbreak of Anarchist, back when Jasper Whitlock Hale was born, a Volturi vampire had been killed at the hand of an enemy, and not just any enemy. This young girl had been killed at the jaws of a werewolf.
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