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Chapter 1 – The Volturi If asked to choose a word to describe this new world Aro knows he would pick 'young'. America is still in her infancy. Everything about her exudes the excitement of the unexplored, the untamed. The trees are great towers, fresh into their growth, so much like their great cousins in Europe. The animals are plenty, almost tripping over themselves in their eagerness to be caught. Even the long rivers rush by undisturbed by the new conquerors.   So much untapped potential. Aro sighs. He wishes he were here on more pleasant business, this America would be interesting to cultivate, but a monarchy isn't run by nicetie