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The human did interrupt.
Caius Volturi x human!reader
Summary: The reader is sitting with Caius when Valentina interrupts.
Author's note: This is so short but it just came to me when I remembered that scene lmao.
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A knock on the door interrupted their thoughts.
Aro stood, greeting whomever had dared to enter without announcement.
"Ah, Valentina has brought us something!"
Caius grimaced. His hand came up to rest on the leg of the pretty little human mate of his that currently resided in his lap. "She should not have interrupted."
Aro turned with a gracious look, "She's new."
Marcus' head turned, "Aren't they all?"
Caius smiled wickedly, pulling the girl in his arms closer.
Valentina simply stood at the base of the stairs, nervous and unsure of what to do.
Aro looked rather annoyed at this, motioning for her to step forward to meet him.
As she does, she presents a silver platter with an envelope on it.
Aro opens it, gazing at the handwriting within. "Ah! L'amore ci mantiene giovani (Love keeps us young). Edward and Bella are to be married."
The girl in Caius' lap turns slightly to see his reaction. He watched his eyebrows furrow carefully in thought, anger beginning to take over his features.
Marcus simply turned his head, his expression anything but an emotion, "What. Joy."
Caius finally spoke up, "This is the Cullen's way of announcing her transformation. They mock us with their delays…"
Aro looked over his shoulder, his attention now away from Valentina, "Patience, brother." Aro then set the envelope back on the platter. "Though, you do have a point," he gently caressed Valentina's face as his voice lost its kindness, "the human did interrupt."
Caius pulled his pretty mate to her feet, pulling her with him as the three Volturi kings began to exit.
Felix and Demetri appeared on either side of the secretary as Aro walked on, "I do love weddings."
Caius' mate turned to look over her shoulder to see what would become of the girl, but Caius gently caught her jaw, keeping her from looking back. "…C…Caius?" She asked hesitantly.
"Shh. Come, Bella Amora," he leaned to whisper in her ear, "Let the human learn her mistake."
Caius pulled his mate from the throne room, the sound of Valentina's screams being heard throughout the entire castle.
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So I was wondering if you can make Caius headcannons with a mate who is swiftie and who is a fan of Lana Del Rey, a female mate pls
a/n: of course !! i love taylor n lana <3 he’s so ultraviolence
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Caius With A Mate Who’s A Fan of Taylor Swift and Lana Del Rey
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Caius would probably prefer listening to Lana Del Rey more than Taylor Swift whenever you play music.
It’s not that he doesn’t like Taylor’s music, he just prefers the production of Lana’s work more.
He’s definitely an Ultraviolence and Honeymoon girlie.
Caius supports your love for your favourite artists, on the condition you don’t love them more than him.
One time you joked that you loved Taylor and Lana more than him and he didn’t join you for dinner for 3 days.
Tells you that he should be your favourite musician because he can play almost any instrument, but he prefers playing piano.
When ‘Snow On The Beach’ was released, he learned how to play it on piano for you.
“I hope you like this, mia amore.”
He would prefer the albums ‘folklore’ and ‘evermore’ from Taylor, but ‘Speak Now (Taylor’s Version)’ is definitely his guilty pleasure.
He likes listening to the instrumentals from Ultraviolence and Born To Die.
Definitely appreciates the poetry that’s Lana’s lyrics.
“How could a mortal write this?”
Loves Taylor’s lyrics on a story-telling level.
“Timeless is so us.”
“What does that mean?”
Gets tired when you play the same songs over and over again.
“Mia amore, please play something else.”
“I thought you liked this song?”
“You’re making me hate it.”
You best believe he got you tickets to The Eras Tour.
“Oh my god, did you like, give a limb for these?”
“… Something like that.”
He wouldn’t hear the end of you talking about what you’re gonna wear for weeks and weeks.
“Darling, please. It’s a few hours in one seat, not a ball.”
“Might as well be.”
Caius matches his outfit with yours to be supportive.
Is very confused when you yell the lyrics to All Too Well.
“Don’t I treat you better than how Jake Gyllanhaal did Taylor?”
“How’d you know that?”
“Something about a scarf.”
Has bought you every edition of every Taylor and Lana album ever on vinyl.
He actually managed to get a copy of the Lust for Life heart-shaped vinyl for you.
Listens to Lover and thinks of you when you’re away.
Aro found him sitting in his office with that song playing and asked if Caius was alright.
“Are you alright, dear brother?”
He’d put a hand on Caius’ shoulder knowing Caius wouldn’t tell him verbally and immediately understands.
“They’ll be back soon.”
“I know.”
Isn’t a big fan of pop, but endures it for you.
He would never ask to put on anything that you like, but would secretly hope that you will.
When the love songs come on, he’ll dance with you if you’re up for it.
Lover, invisible string, willow, and Timeless, are his favourite Taylor Swift songs to dance to with you.
Religion is his favourite Lana Del Rey song to dance to with you.
The gifts he gives you are very catered towards your love for Taylor and Lana.
As well as his declarations of love; he often quotes their songs.
“You’re my religion, mia amore.”
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Dreamy butterflies Ch 2 🦋 Caius volturi x dreamy reader
(A/N: Hello everyone, I have finally wrote part 2 to dreamy butterflies. I know some were waiting and I apologize for not posting it sooner. Hope you guys enjoy chapter 2 and comment down below if you enjoyed it👸.)
I remembered when I was younger, I would pretend I would enter a new world, I was a princess greeting the creatures of the land. I would’ve loved to meet a dragon or turn into a mermaid, silly things like that. I suppose I blamed my mother for that, she loved those kinds of things. I was in my own world, a world that no one could take me away from. I suppose I was the kind child to always wander off from her parents to find some sort of new adventure. I had no concept of monsters existing and certainly ones with big sharp teeth that want to gobble up children for misbehaving.
My eyes were opened slightly, something cold was touching my back, the tips holding me would occasionally touch my skin. The Icey feeling was rather confusing, it wasn’t snowing from what I recalled, and the temperature was warm. Something black appeared from the corner of my eye, it looked like a piece of fabric flowing in the wind. My eyes scanned the area around me, somehow, I was moving and what was weirder was I wasn’t walking. My vision became more clearer as I looked up at what was carrying my body, I felt my heart drop. “Y-you” I whispered; my voice was so quiet that the man must’ve not heard me. He wasn’t blind though, his eyes immediately hit mine. He didn’t say anything, we stared awkwardly at each other for some time before entering a location. “A castle?” I questioned “Am I a queen?” the man ignored my response to the medieval structure. “Master you’ve returned and with a…” A young girl with pale skin and blonde hair spoke with no emotion “Human”.
The man responded with “Indeed” the facial expressions he made were like if someone hadn’t had a morning coffee, I wouldn’t blame him I would be a grump too. I reminisced through my imagination, I pictured myself flying within the castle, big beautiful white wings carrying my heavy body among the hallways. “We shall see if Master Aro has any use for her” The blonde girl allowed us to wander through, I couldn’t remember exactly what happened next aside from seeing a woman smile. I smiled back while being carried by the blonde man. “Ah dear brother you’ve returned how marvellous” A man spoke out to us, his voice sung like a bird. He had black silky hair that touched his shoulders and big red eyes that didn’t leave us for a second. “And with a guest, is she still alive” The man’s pale finger pointed at me “afraid so” he sneered.
“A child, a mere girl” He observed, the man’s movements became swifter as he moved closer. “May I see dear brother” Suddenly without warning the blonde king dropped me like I was a piece of meat. I fell to the ground quite hard; I pushed my hands against the marble floor “My, my so clumsy”. I heard his cheery voice above me, without warning he held his hand out “My dear, may I” the way he smiled seemed warm even though deep down it wasn’t. I stood up, to them I must’ve looked like a wounded doe. “I’m sorry, I’m slightly confused” I muttered “oh my you don’t know what we are”. He sounded rather disappointed “your kings, kings of a magical land of monsters”. The expressions they all made weren’t of amusement, the man slightly smirked for a split second “Monsters indeed, monsters with no souls” the word sounded so familiar, he heard it so many times before.
Curiosity seem to have over swept me; my hand gently reached his as he eagerly grabbed it. “che fascino” he gently muttered, his eyes weren’t with this world. They were flicking through something; he had finally come back to reality. “Quite a big imagination you have, I’ve never seen something with so many…”.
“Dreams” he seemed slightly entertained, I slightly backed away, I couldn’t understand why he seemed slightly fascinated. “Is the child gifted brother” a man with a monotone voice spoke. “Pity, I would’ve valued such a high prize” the pale blonde man of snow spoke with frustration “is she gifted or not”. My heart was pounding, whatever gift they were talking about I had none of it, I could tell they would kill me if I had nothing. “Patience brother, I have no doubt she is” my voice perked up. “I’m going to die aren’t I” The man turned once more and smiled “Not yet dear child”.
Without warning I was grabbed by the neck and held down, the man was huge “take her away, we shall decide her fate within 3 days”. Yet again I was carried out of the room, sometimes I wished I were a princess, it would’ve been easier.
I could feel the stakes rising high, perhaps death was certain or at least from what it seems.
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hi!! can you do volturi x secretary!reader (platonic) who's just TOO GOOD AT HER JOB. she spells carlisle correctly, she doesn't interrupt, and she's like really professional. ALSO YOU FOLLOWED ME BACK LIKE I WAS SO SURRPISRD THANK YOU HAVE A GOOD DAYYAYAYYA
❝she’s just too damn good❞
✭ pairing : volturi x reader
✭ fandom : twilight
✭ summary : (Y/n) is the best damn secretary the volturi could ask for
✭ authors note : aww of course I’d follow you back :)
✭ twilight masterlist
The grand entrance hall of Volterra, Italy, echoed with the weight of centuries-old secrets and power. It was within these ancient stone walls that the Volturi, the ruling vampire coven, held their dominion. Aro, Caius, and Marcus, the three elder vampires who led the coven, sat upon their thrones, their crimson eyes filled with an ageless wisdom.
Their previous secretary had met an unfortunate end, her fate sealed by a single, costly mistake. Now, it was time to find a new secretary, one who could handle the delicate matters that crossed the Volturi's path.
(Y/n), a human with a reputation for competence and diligence, stood before the Volturi leaders. She pushed her glasses up on her face, the light catching the lenses and reflecting an intense determination in her gaze. She had no intention of failing in this prestigious role.
Aro, the most talkative of the trio, addressed her with a smile that didn't reach his eyes. "I trust you won't follow in our previous secretary's footsteps. Her errors cost her dearly."
(Y/n) met Aro's gaze with unwavering confidence. "No need for the warning, sir. I take my work very seriously. I'm here to ensure that every detail is meticulously attended to."
Caius observed her with a critical eye, his expression stern. "You are aware that our affairs are highly confidential, and discretion is of the utmost importance?"
(Y/n) nodded, her resolve unshaken. "Absolutely, sir. My lips are sealed, and I understand the consequences of breaching that trust."
Marcus, the most reserved of the three, merely regarded her with a measured gaze. "We shall see if your actions align with your words."
(Y/n) straightened her posture, ready to take on her new responsibilities. "You won't be disappointed, gentlemen."
With that, she accepted the role of secretary for the Volturi, stepping into a world of secrecy, power, and ancient vampires. As she walked away, she knew that she had taken on a role unlike any other, one that demanded her utmost dedication and discretion. The reflection of her determination in those glasses was a symbol of the resolve she brought to her new position, one that she intended to uphold at all costs.
(Y/n) settled into her new role as the secretary for the Volturi with a fierce dedication. Her efficiency and attention to detail quickly became apparent to the coven's leaders. Aro, always one to appreciate those who could fulfill his demands promptly, decided to put her to the test.
One afternoon, he strolled into her office, his graceful presence demanding attention. (Y/n) looked up from her desk, her fingers flying across the keyboard of her computer as she organized files and scheduled appointments.
"Ah, (Y/n)," Aro greeted her with his customary smile. "I have a task for you."
(Y/n) nodded, ready to take on any request from her employer. "Of course, master Aro. What do you need?"
Aro explained, "I need you to post an aid about a tour for fifty people for tomorrows feeding, a rather impromptu event. I would like you to schedule it for me.”
(Y/n) didn't miss a beat. She continued typing on her computer, her eyes darting across the screen as she worked her magic with scheduling software. "Consider it done, master Aro."
Aro was taken aback by her speed and efficiency. He had expected this task to take some time, but within mere minutes, (Y/n) turned her screen toward him, displaying a perfectly organized tour for fifty attendees, complete with dates, times, and an itinerary.
His crimson eyes widened with a mixture of surprise and admiration. "You work remarkably fast, (Y/n)."
(Y/n) looked up with a confident smile. "I pride myself on being efficient, master aro. Is there anything else you need?"
Aro chuckled, clearly impressed. "Not at the moment, my dear. Carry on with your excellent work."
As he left her office, (Y/n) couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. She had proven her worth to the Volturi leader, and her efficiency would undoubtedly serve her well in this world of secrecy and power.
In the serene garden of the Volturi castle, Marcus often found solace among the flowers that his late mate had once lovingly tended to. He wandered the garden, lost in his own thoughts, the weight of his immortal life bearing down on him.
One day, as he strolled along the carefully manicured paths, Marcus noticed something extraordinary. The flowers that had once withered away had begun to regrow, vibrant and beautiful as if brought back to life by some unseen force. He couldn't help but be struck by the sight, the memories of his mate's love for these flowers flooding his mind.
Marcus approached a lower guard who was on duty nearby, his curiosity piqued. "Who has been taking care of the garden? These flowers, they are flourishing once more."
The lower guard, a vampire who had served the Volturi for centuries, nodded respectfully to Marcus. "It is the human, my lord."
"The human?" Marcus asked, intrigued. "What is their name?"
The guard, who knew the human by the name the Volturi called her, replied, "The secretary (Y/n), my lord."
Marcus considered this revelation, the name sparking a distant memory. He had heard the name (Y/n) mentioned in passing, but he had paid little attention. Now, it seemed this human was not only tending to the garden but also reviving the memories of his lost mate.
With a nod of appreciation, Marcus continued to admire the blooming flowers, a silent acknowledgment of the human named (Y/n) for her care and dedication. In the garden, among the resurrected blooms, he felt a connection to his past and a glimmer of hope for the future, all thanks to the efforts of this mysterious human.
In the dimly lit halls of the Volturi castle, Caius, one of the coven's leaders, was growing increasingly frustrated. He had been searching for his favorite cloak, a luxurious garment of deep crimson, for what felt like an eternity. His irritation had escalated to the point where his voice echoed through the corridors as he yelled at everyone in his path.
"Where is it? Who has taken my cloak?" he bellowed, his tone venomous.
Vampires scurried to avoid his wrath, their wide-eyed expressions betraying their fear of their temperamental leader.
In the midst of the chaos, a soft and calm voice cut through the tension. "(Y/n)," Caius snapped, his crimson eyes narrowing as he turned to face the human secretary, "(Y/n), have you seen my cloak? I cannot find it anywhere."
(Y/n) stepped forward, holding Caius's missing cloak draped carefully over her arm. Her voice was composed, unruffled by his outburst. "Master Caius, you left this in your office. I've noticed it had specks of dried blood on it, so I've had it dried clean."
Caius was momentarily taken aback, his anger dissipating as he processed her words. He couldn't believe it. The usually distant and indifferent human secretary had not only found his cloak but had taken it upon herself to ensure it was cleaned.
"(Y/n)," Caius said, his voice softer now, "you did this for me?"
(Y/n) nodded, her gaze steady as she met his crimson eyes. "Of course, Master Caius. It's my duty to assist in any way I can."
Caius, still in disbelief, reached out to take the cloak from her arm. His fingers brushed against hers, and he felt a strange, unfamiliar sensation stir within him. He couldn't deny that her thoughtfulness had left a mark on him, one that he couldn't easily dismiss.
As (Y/n) excused herself and left the hallway, Caius watched her retreating figure with a newfound appreciation. It was a small gesture, but one that had touched him deeply, and he couldn't help but wonder if there was more to this human secretary than met the eye.
The grand trial room within the Volturi castle was filled with a weighty silence as the three kings, Aro, Caius, and Marcus, gathered for a discussion. The subject of their conversation was none other than their human secretary, (Y/n).
"She's good at her job, almost too damn good," Aro commented, his eyes gleaming with intrigue. "I can't seem to find a simple mistake in her work."
Caius nodded in agreement. "She's quick, and her work is effective. It seems we'll be keeping her around long-term."
Marcus, who often remained silent, offered his approval with a subtle nod.
The kings reached a unanimous decision. They would offer (Y/n) a gift, one that would bind her to the Volturi for eternity. They sent their most trusted enforcers, the twins Alec and Jane, to fetch her.
Alec and Jane, swift and efficient as always, found (Y/n) in her office. They approached her with the precision of a well-practiced routine.
"(Y/n)," Alec began, his tone even, "the masters request your presence in the trial room."
(Y/n) blinked in surprise but complied, following the twins to the room where the three kings awaited.
Once inside, (Y/n) stood before the Volturi leaders, her heart pounding with anticipation. Aro spoke first, his voice dripping with charm.
"(Y/n), in the short months you have been with us, your dedication and efficiency have impressed us greatly," Aro said, his crimson eyes locked onto hers. "We value your contributions, and we would like to offer you a gift."
(Y/n) couldn't hide her surprise. "A gift, masters?"
Caius stepped forward, his gaze unwavering. "We offer you immortality, (Y/n). A chance to join our coven as one of us."
The offer hung in the air, a life-altering decision that (Y/n) had never expected. She considered her options carefully, her thoughts racing. The weight of eternity was a heavy burden to bear, but the allure of becoming part of the Volturi coven was undeniable.
After a moment of reflection, (Y/n) finally spoke. "I'm not sure what to say, masters, but thank you for the offer."
With her acceptance, the kings nodded in approval. The twins, Alec and Jane, moved closer, their hands lightly touching her body. “Alec -“ aro calls out and in second Alec has (y/n) wrapped in his dark smoke, her senses numbing within seconds. “Don’t worry dear, it’ll be over in no time.”
Over the course of three days, (Y/n) underwent the agonizing process of the vampire transformation. She endured the fire of change, sometimes which were numbed by Alec per the kings request and now she was emerging from the ordeal as a newborn vampire, her senses heightened and her existence forever entwined with the Volturi.
As her eyes fluttered open in her new immortal life, (Y/n) realized that she had become a permanent part of the Volturi coven, her loyalty and dedication recognized in the most profound way possible.
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standstill [volturi kings]
description: can I get a Volturi Kings story of sorts where the reader is Bella's aunt from Charlie's side, she is their mate and they find out she is pregnant with their baby. how would they handle it?
requested by: anon
warnings: cursing, mention of abortion, pregnancy, mention of childbirth
this one is pretty long, i hope you all enjoy! thanks for requesting!
"fuck." she muttered under her breath, her eyes locked on the stick laying on the bathroom sink. "fuck, fuck, fuck."
the two pink lines on the pregnancy test stared back, mocking her as thousands of worries ran through her mind. this wasn't supposed to be possible - her lovers were vampires and therefore dead, which meant that pregnancy should not have been possible.
of course, there had been one exception in that rule - her niece, bella swan, had also gotten pregnant by her vampire husband. that had been a horrifying experience for everyone involved. bella died from childbirth and she had barely been lucky enough to turn into a vampire after the fact.
as a human herself, the queen of the vampire world did not want to go through the same thing.
"fuck." she said again, feeling tears build up in her eyes as she leaned her elbows against the sink and sunk her fingers in her hair. it had taken her a few days to build up the courage to leave the castle a buy a test, and it took a few days more to make herself take the test.
the missed period was the first sign, but she convinced herself that it was just a change in cycle for her. then she began feeling sick, nauseas throughout the day, major headaches, fatigue, and the list went on.
she didn't know what to do - how was she supposed to bring this up to her three mates? caius, aro, and marcus were protective enough of her as it was, but now to have their child in her?
she knew abortion was an option, knew she could take a trip down to the castle's infirmary to get it done but she didn't know if she could bring herself to do that. and even if she could, the kings would find out soon enough.
she heard the bathroom door open but didn't move from her position - God only knew how long she had been in the bathroom and she knew eventually that her kings would come looking for her. "piccolina?"
marcus' voice was the first she heard but she didn't react. "tesoro, what is it?"
a cold hand landed on her back, one of her mate's gently caressing her. she opened her watery eyes, gaze catching on someone's slender fingers curling over the test on the sink. "what is this?"
"i'm pregnant." her voice was small, head still in her hands and tears spilling over onto her cheeks.
"pregnant?" caius spoke, sounding bewildered. behind her, the blonde king poked his head next to aro, who stood silently as he stared at the test in his hands. marcus looked to the two of them in concern but his hand didn't leave her back. "are you sure?"
"pretty positive." she answered.
she sniffled, finally raising her head to look at the three. they were all quiet, aro still not looking away from the test. "someone say something."
"i - that... shouldn't be-" caius stuttered and she closed her eyes again, not used to the king being so out of character. "that shouldn't be possible."
"it has been before." she said quietly. "we should have been more careful after edward and bella."
marcus' free hand landed on her belly and she turned her head to look at him. his crimson eyes stared back at her softly and she felt some of her nerves melt away.
"how are you feeling about this?" aro finally spoke, his voice steady and calm, not betraying how he felt even a little bit.
she simply stuck her hand out to him but spoke anyway to share her thoughts with caius and marcus. "terrified, of course. we all saw what happened to bella and i'd prefer not to experience the same thing."
"you know your options, my love." caius told her, stepping closer to put his own hands on her. "we'll support any decision."
"do you three even want a child?" she asked, looking towards aro as he continued to look through her thoughts. "i haven't asked how you all felt about this."
"it would be a big change for sure." aro gripped her hand tighter, his touch turning into something more tender and loving. "and we would love to have a child with you but ultimately it is you who goes through the process and therefore your decision."
"and we would need to have a lot of precautions in place to prevent a pregnancy like bella's." marcus spoke. "any sign of distress or event that puts your life in danger will change everything."
"i understand." she nodded. "and before we decide anything, let's go see the doctor and call carlisle. we can decide after that."
aro nodded, stepping forward to kiss her forehead. "don't ever doubt that we don't want everything with you, my love. but you're safety will always come first."
the queen smiled, understanding that her kings wouldn't let a thing happen to her. as she covered marcus' hand on her belly with hers, she couldn't help the gratitude that flooded over her and knew that with her mates, everything would work out in the end.
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ִֶָ𓏲࣪ 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆 ִֶָ🍓༉‧₊
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i will not write daddy kinks. nor will i include spanking in any of my smuts. i can briefly sprinkle in a mommy kink but i will not write any more.
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UwU - (A Volturi One-Shot)
Okay, so here’s a much longer than expected one-shot that come from an idea my discord friends and I were throwing around when we were sharing approximately one brain cell.
A kinda shitpost story about what would happen if a chaotic gen-z human (female) had to make it weird by moaning when a certain vampire king was trying to feed.
Warning for very crude language, sexual references, and imagery.
Obligatory note that in all of my fanfictions I tend to write the Volturi as a family unit. Meaning Aro did not kill his sister, the wives are loved by their husbands and not locked in a tower, and the Volturi itself if kind of like a government organization with 200+ members that definitely does hush-hush dealing with human governments. (I also picture Marcus as the late 30s type. Facecast being Henry Cavil in/as the Witcher but with brown hair lol. But this is fanfiction, so feel free to picture everyone as you like.) Renata is physically 18+ in this story... idk what her canon age is.
Pairing is Platonic!OCxMarcus and OCxRenata.
This was supposed to be 10 pages max and ended up being 35... so be ready for a wild ride.
This One-Shot is LGBTQ+ friendly.
UwU - One Shot
“Look, my dudes, we can talk about this!” Her voice echoed down the stone corridor, the two men in their ridiculous cosplay-worthy gray cloaks completely ignoring her as they dragged her down the dark passage.
Each had a hand locked on one of her biceps and damn if their grip wasn’t firm.
She’d tried to wiggle away when they first grabbed her out in the streets, but that had been useless. All the strength in her decently fit barely-over-five-feet-tall body was no match for the two men who were much larger than her pitiful stature.
To say she yelled when one of them held her back against his chest and the other opened a drain cover and jumped down into the darkness below would have been an understatement. She’d screamed like a little bitch, and only shut up when the one who jumped into the hole that was only barely big enough for the two of them and would have easily broken her leg if she’d stuck it out, landed with her still held against him both completely unscathed as they faced his companion.
She knew enough about physics and gravity to know there was no way in hell these two men should have been able to jump down into a manhole from that height and not break both of their legs and/or die. There were multiple seconds of darkness and rushing wind to indicate they’d dropped from a ridiculous height.
Fully convinced this must be some government cell of sleeper super-soldiers she’d pissed off by tagging the side of the building they’d apparently been sitting on the roof of, she figured now was time to barter with them for her release.
“I got 24 bucks cold hard cash in my pocket, it’s all yours and we can forget this whole thing ever happened. Y’all can even leave me down here I’ll find a way back up to the surface, no biggie!”
One of her manhandlers snorted at that - the only sound she’d heard from either of them so far - and while it wasn’t the agreement to the deal she was hoping for, at least it was a sound of acknowledgement to indicate they weren’t deaf.
They didn’t stop dragging her, and the tunnel they walked through seemed to only get darker and darker as they went. The only light sources seemed to be very tiny lights on either side of the hall that were embedded in the floor - the kind of super tiny lights you’d see on the steps in a movie theater so you didn’t eat shit and bash your face when you came back from a pee after drinking an entire $9 soda during the opening credits. The two tiny pinpricks of light only popped up every thirty or so feet if she was guesstimating properly.
She couldn’t even see her captors; it was so dark. Their icy hands were still firmly clasped around her arms, but that didn’t stop her from trying to appeal to them in some way. “Look, I don’t know what kinda sleeper cell you guys belong to, but how in god's name can you see down here? Can I get some of the super juice or whatever steroid you guys are on?”
“Shut up.” The one to her left grunted, and she turned her head to stare into the dark where he should be at the sound of his voice.
“Wow, I can’t see what you look like but if you’re half as fine as your voice suggests I might be willing to barter something else for my release-,”
The one on her right made a sound that was clearly a choked back laugh that she would have absolutely responded smartly to if she wasn’t suddenly blinded by white light.
She yelped in shock. Neither of her captors broke in their stride as they threw open two metal doors to drag her through them and into this new hallway.
This hall was already very obviously different than the one they’d just been in - and not because the other was pitch black, echoey, and kinda damp feeling. If she didn’t know any better - and she didn’t - she’d guess she was just dragged into the corporate offices of some posh glass faced building. Fluorescent lights were spaced evenly in the ceiling, and to her right was a cozy waiting room that looked like it belonged in a bank for stupid rich people. There was a pretty tan woman sitting at a large mahogany desk.
“Yo lady, help me out here!” She called to the receptionist, who’d stood when the two men dragging her entered the hall looking very puzzled.
The two men halted holding her, about twenty or so feet away from an elevator that was dead ahead, all gazes locked on the receptionist.
The receptionist stared at her, her eyes traveling down to study her spray-paint covered forearms and dirty jeans, before comprehension dawned.
“Ah,” She sighed knowingly, “This is the graffiti artist who keeps tagging the city? I will punch in the code so you may take her directly to Master Caius.”
She had no idea what any of that meant, but as the receptionist spun to walk back to her desk, the men who were holding her began manhandling her again, towing her uncooperating form to the elevator.
They really did not seem even slightly phased by her wiggling.
She could hear distantly as the receptionist tapped away at her computer before the elevator dinged and the doors opened.
“You bitch!” It was all she could think to say. Where was the woman supporting woman sistership? Where was the solidarity? It was just a little spray paint! Definitely not enough of a reason for another woman to allow two men to drag a fellow girl to a questionable place with no explanation as to what was happening.
She got no response from the other woman, and was unceremoniously heaved into the elevator by the two men. They kept her between them the whole time, even when they did an about face to watch the closing doors and forced her onto her knees to wait as the elevator rose.
Her head craned back and she blinked rapidly to try to get her eyes to focus better on the two people holding her in the brightly lit elevator.
They were both pale, tall, and undeniably the most bangable dudes she’d ever laid her eyes on.
“Okay, yeah, I’m officially ready to offer up something else entirely for my peaceful release.” She said playfully, even though she wasn’t completely kidding.
She’d climb both of them like a tree, no doubt about it.
They didn’t even look down at her - they both stared resolutely forward as if determined to not give her the time of day.
“Oof, the sting of rejection is real my friends.” She sighed dramatically, “I can assure you, you’re missing out on a real opportunity here - oh shit you guys are so strong!”
The end of her sentence was a startled exclamation as the doors dinged open and she was roughly dragged back to her feet and out of the elevator. Her ridiculously hot captors said nothing to her as they dragged her down this stone hall that was periodically lit with fluorescent lights in the ceilings.
There were no windows here, and there was something about the stone that had her thinking about the old castle in the city that she was never able to get close enough to to cover with her art.
But most of that place wasn’t structurally sound - at least all the locals said it wasn’t - so there’s no way that’s where she was.
Though, that would be a pretty ideal cover for a government pod of super hot super soldiers to operate out of.
There was no telling how long they dragged her, or exactly where she was, before they abruptly stopped and turned her around so she was facing a large heavy looking wooden door.
The captor to her right raised a pale hand and knocked twice on the wood, the sound echoing in the hall, before reaching for the handle. There had been the slightest pause as if someone had responded to the sound and invited them in before the man made to open the door, but she knew that couldn’t be the case. The only sounds in this hall were her breathing and the echo of the knock.
Without any fanfare or preamble, the door was opened and she was pulled inside. She was fully ready to make a new comment about how manhandling wasn't necessary and if they wanted her to come with them all they had to do was say please, but she was quickly distracted as her brain rushed to take in the details of the new room she was in.
Much like the hall, there were no windows here. This room was clearly an office, decked out with overflowing bookcases on every wall - the only break in those bookcases being the unlit fireplace that took up a decent spot of room on the left, a large desk right smack in the center, two plush chairs facing it and the stone floor covered by what she was positive was a very expensive and large Persian rug.
There was no time to observe the wall behind her, because she was once again unceremoniously shoved to her knees between her two captors. Each had a hand on her shoulder and upper arm respectively, as they stood between the two chairs and faced the man who was rising to his feet from his place in the leather chair behind the desk.
He was tall, platinum blonde, and she might have considered him to be better looking than the two hunks who’d abducted her if it weren’t for the really unattractive scowl that was presently on his face.
“This is the one who's been defiling our city for the last two months?” He sneered, his question meant for either of the two men holding her.
“Yes sir.” The hottie on her left replied. “We caught her in the act, and we detained her immediately.”
Detained? What were these guys, cops?
“Pretty sure you can’t call it detained if you dragged me to some underground bunker.” She quipped smartly, “Detained would mean you held me where you caught me-,”
“Shut up!” Hottie on the right hissed, digging his fingers into her shoulder in a way that was totally not cool and made her wince.
“Leave us.” The platinum blonde waved a hand at her captors. “I’ll take care of it from here.”
“Yes sir.” The two men said in unison like well trained soldiers as they released her and, as if by magic, both were gone and the sound of the door snapping shut rang in the sudden silence of the room.
What in the actual fuck.
It was quiet for a very awkward moment as the two of them stared at each other, before she figured she might as well speak since he didn’t seem inclined to. “So what, are you gonna like… write me a citation? Give me my one phone call? Shoot me dead and leave me in a ditch somewhere? Cause honestly, the vibe is all off here and I don’t know what the hell you and your super soldiers got planned-,”
Abruptly he was in front of her, her face only inches from his thighs in a movement that had been so quick she didn’t even see it.
Yeah, these guys definitely had some super serum shit going on.
She fell backward onto her palms at his proximity. “Look man, you’re super hot and all, but I usually ask for dinner first and I can see that wedding band - I don’t fuck with married men.”
He grabbed her, and none too gently either, by both of her upper arms like she was a small child and lifted her clean off the floor. She might have aimed a kick - or two - at his groin in response, but that proved to be completely useless. He didn’t flinch; the man didn’t so much as grunt when her foot landed right at the hip joint, and that was kinda damaging to her ego cause she was sure it was a solid hit.
All the air was knocked out of her lungs when he suddenly slammed her back into the wall near the door - how and when he’d moved them over there she had no idea.
At least there wasn’t another bookcase against it, because that really would have hurt.
“I do not tolerate little pests like you defiling my home, and I absolutely will not tolerate cheek from anyone - especially a mortal.”
She had a couple responses to that in her head - one of them was just to compliment him on his truly spectacular upper body strength because wow - so she went with the second option that was a more coherent response to his hiss.
“Okay firstly, I was ready to offer you the $24 I offered the other guys to let me go, but slamming me against the wall just lost you that chance. Secondly, I know y’all got some steroids or some experimental drugs that the government clearly doesn’t wanna share with the rest of us little people, but no matter how cracked out you are right now there's no way you actually consider me a mortal and you a…” She trailed off, leaving the ending open so he could answer the unspoken question.
His only response was to shake his hair back out of his face, and for the first time she saw what the warm light from the single lamp on the desk had failed to show her when she was dragged to this office.
This dude's eyes were the strangest shade of dark red.
“Dude whatever they’ve got you taking, you really gotta stop, because those eyes are freaky-,”
He bared his teeth at her, and while the tiniest part of her brain kinda wanted to laugh at that, the other 98 or so percent was pulling fire alarms in every corner of her being. She had no explanation as to why, but it made her very uneasy, and her unease definitely wasn’t made any better by the animalistic snarl he let out that she was sure sent vibrations into her bones.
Okay fuck, that was actually kind of scary. She felt like all the hair on her body stood up at the sound.
He smiled at her and for the first time her brain wasn’t distracted by his looks enough to realize this was not a smile she wanted directed at her.
Uh oh.
He inhaled deeply, lowering her so he was no longer holding her slightly above him on the wall and making the rough stone scratch her back. He only stopped lowering her when they were almost eye level.
Caius could smell the fear, and he was pleased that he finally prompted silence from the smart mouthed little brat.
“You’ve spray painted your last building chit. If rebirth is true, maybe in your next life you’ll have a subconscious instinct to know better than to damage the property of others. Especially when you have no idea who you could be up against.”
That was the perfect opportunity for an innuendo, and she would have taken it if he didn’t close the space between them and yank her head to the side with one hand in her hair so quickly she was convinced he might just scalp her.
All animals would instinctively fight against a predator trying to sink its teeth into them. It was natural instinct to fear anything that could swiftly end their life and in this moment she fully understood humans were no different.
His teeth were in her neck, and she could tell instantly that they were way too sharp to be human - they felt almost burning hot - and she heard an awful ripping sound as pain shot through her head and shoulder from her neck.
It was the sound of ripping flesh, and it was a sound she would have happily gone the rest of her life without hearing.
She could hear him swallowing, and felt like her shirt was becoming damp.
These pale beautiful people were not super soldiers. They weren’t some secret government placed grouping of new genetically engineered cops.
They weren’t human at all, and she’d seen enough true blood and read enough smutty vampire novels to know what was happening here.
Her head was starting to spin, the room at the edges of her vision becoming darker with each passing second.
With the knowledge that she was going to pass out, also came the realization that she was going to die.
Well, if this is how she was gonna go out she might as well make it interesting right? Like, she should at least make it memorable for both of them - more so for him because he’d be the one alive to remember it.
With her brain in full fuck it I’m dead anyway mentality, she took in the little air she could despite the creature holding her against the wall with its fangs embedded in her neck and let out the most ridiculous bad-porno video moan she could with her last breath.
The vampire dropped her so suddenly that her body smacked onto the stone floor with a sound that was definitely not pretty. She didn’t have even the slightest forewarning that it would be a good idea to put her hands out to break her fall.
She would have tried to stand, or run, or scream, if the second she tried to roll over her body didn’t feel as though she was having electric shocks of pain running through it. So there she stayed, lying on her side with her back against the wall and feeling a horrible fire burning in her neck. Hopefully she bled out quickly, or he came back to finish her off soon - maybe the moan wasn’t the best idea. At least she would have died quicker that way.
Caius stared at the curled mortal on the floor in absolute disgust, his appetite completely vanishing at the awful sound she just emitted. She’d been getting off on that?
Ugh.
No.
He couldn’t even look at her.
He went back to his desk, mumbling under his breath about revolting mortals and resumed his task of going through the never ending pile of correspondence he’d been putting off taking a look at for the last week.
The only sounds in the room were his pen scratching across paper as he began writing, and the shuddering breaths of the human girl across the room as she died.
He was fully content with letting her bleed out, then he’d have someone collect her body for disposal. He wanted absolutely nothing more to do with the repulsive little thing.
He started to lose track of time as he wrote, waiting impatiently for the extra set of breaths to cease. The heartbeat, while uneven, was a white-noise like sound to him, and it wasn’t until over half an hour had passed that he realized there was a problem.
The breathing and the beating of her heart weren’t slowing. The room smelled thickly of her blood so he’d assumed she’d been bleeding out, but when he glanced up from the fourteenth letter he was replying to he could see that the gaping wound he’d left on the side of her neck had healed over, looking as if she had a pale skin graft set over the area.
No!
She was one of the rare mute changers, and the only way he’d ever let that change complete itself was if all seven layers of hell froze over.
Maybe not even then.
He shot to his feet, rounding the desk and flashing to her side instantaneously and imperceptibly to human eyes. Kneeling on the floor, he grabbed the closest limb to him - an arm that she had stretched out - and dragged her hand up toward his mouth.
The second he bit into her wrist he knew there was no hope in finishing her off the old fashioned way. The blood was thick, and there was a sweet undertone - and aftertaste - of venom that made it unpalatable. He would have swiftly dispatched her using the good old twist-and-snap-the-neck method, but the moment his teeth left her wrist she groaned, and the groan was so reminiscent of the moan that had made him drop her in the first place he threw her arm away from him as if burned.
He was by his desk again, not wanting to stand too close to the mortal who seemed to be getting a sexual thrill off of being killed by him as if she’d given him a disease.
Ugh. No. He would not touch her again.
Disgusting.
The sound of her uneven breathing, and the equally uneven but still unmistakably strong beating of her heart was the only sound in here now aside from his own breaths.
She was changing, and if he didn’t stop it now he was going to have a huge headache on his hands explaining to his brothers why there was a random newborn in the castle and why he needed someone else to dispose of her.
She’d likely damage his office in a newborn frenzy, and it was the desire to not have her destroy his belongings that caused him to cross the room and hastily exit. He took care to lock his door just in case before he sniffed the air in the hallway, looking for a scent he recognized.
He found the scent he was looking for, his brother having passed by here sometime earlier in the day, and he followed its trail even though he knew where it would lead.
~~~~~~UwU~~~~~~
“Marcus! I need a word.” Caius’ voice was sharp as it cut through the previous peaceful silence of the library. He could hear the quiet steps and breathing from guards who were pacing around the shelves, reading, and just taking a break in the large multi-level sanctuary. Their library was huge, but he knew exactly where Marcus liked to sit on the main floor - his chair by the fire was a well known off-limits seat to everyone in the coven.
No one was close to his brother - the guards usually gave any of the kings a large berth when they were relaxing in this space - and Caius could hear Marcus’ personal guards Afton and Chelsea off in the distance, sitting on the floor in a far-off aisle and talking quietly among themselves.
If he spoke low enough he was sure he’d be able to keep his conversation with Marcus private.
Their numerous guards loved to listen in on each other and gossip on any given day, but they still knew better than to even attempt to do so with any of the ancients.
Marcus’ head turned toward Caius, watching his approach and studying his expression until he was standing in front of Marcus’ chair.
Whatever it was Marcus saw on Caius’ face clearly concerned Marcus because his usually glassy gaze had a certain sharpness to it that was only ever reserved for times when there was news of an impending attack on their coven being brought to their attention. Marcus set the book he had been reading down on the arm of his chair, eyeing Caius with a clearly speculative gaze that Caius was one hundred percent certain questioned his sanity.
“What is it, brother?” Marcus asked, his tone grave as he rose to his feet. He stood perfectly straight, his impressive height accentuated nicely by the fire crackling behind him in the hearth.
“I- there’s…” He hardly knew how to explain it, the words refusing to fall from his lips as his silent brother stared at him as if expecting very bad news.
It took him a long moment to realize his speechlessness wasn’t because he didn’t know what to say - it was because he was embarrassed to speak his thoughts aloud.
But this was Marcus, and he was a much more preferable confidant than Aro who had a tendency to use his thoughts against him for personal gain if he wanted something badly enough and Caius was theoretically digging his heels into the ground in response.
Yes, Marcus was definitely the better option.
Aro would find out later of course, but at least it would be after his issue was taken care of.
“The guards found the human who’s been putting graffiti up all over our city.” Caius said stiffly, trying to ignore the way his brother's brows raised at the unexpected topic of conversation. “I started feeding on her but I… I couldn’t finish and I need you to…”
He trailed off, and Marcus stared at him for a long moment, his gaze un-focusing for a few seconds as he watched something invisible moving around in the air around Caius.
He knew the exact moment his brother saw what was unmistakably a sire bond beginning to form between him and the mortal on the floor of his office.
“You are changing her?”
“NO!” Caius’ denial was very loud indeed in the silent library, and he quickly adjusted his voice so he was whispering once more. “No I… I need you to go and take care of it.”
Marcus’ eyebrows were so high on his forehead Caius was expecting them to crawl up into his hairline and disappear like caterpillars in a bush.
“I went back to finish but it was too late and her blood…” Caius started to explain feebly, his hands raised as if pleading for Marcus to understand. “She was already turning. I need you to go and stop it.”
Marcus stared at him.
“Can you just do it!?” He snapped, quickly growing frustrated by his brother's inaction. “Please?”
The word please falling from his brother's lips was so startling that Marcus blinked rapidly for a second, before coming back to himself enough to speak. “If you weren’t thirsty enough to feed fully why didn’t you just break her neck?”
No need for Marcus to comment on how dark his brother's eyes still were. He knew there was some other unexplained reason Caius didn’t finish the human off - perhaps she was a drug addict and her blood was terrible.
Though the traces of human scent that clung to his brother's clothes didn’t smell half bad to him…
“I can’t touch her.” Caius growled. “Will you just go do it? Please?”
This time the please that passed from Caius’ lips sounded more like a curse, and that was what Marcus expected from him on a normal day.
He sighed. “You need me to take care of it like a little girl asking her father to squish a spider for her?”
“Now listen here you-,”
Marcus raised a hand, nonverbally telling Caius that the insults he had ready at the tip of his tongue were unnecessary. “Either you tell me why you can’t touch her, or you deal with it yourself. I don’t fancy touching a human who may burn, shock, or otherwise cause me discomfort because you’re trying to pull a tasteless joke.”
There was also no need to mention that Caius had no sense of humor and he was sure whatever his reason for not touching the human and needing him to take care of it, it was not over a desire to pull a prank.
That was more Aro’s speed.
And Aro probably would want the human to live so he could see what their gift manifested as, as an immortal.
“It’s no joke!” Caius’ tone was exasperated. “But I can’t touch her! She’s… ugh.”
He literally shivered in disgust.
Marcus did not move, and Caius knew this was a hopeless cause if he wasn’t going to explain himself.
“She moaned.” Caius hissed through his teeth, so low only his brother could hear and any passing guards in the halls would be none the wiser. “I’ve never been so disgusted in my life.”
Marcus’ lips parted just the smallest amount in shock, and when he tamed his expression back to indifference the edges of his lips twitched for just a second.
That insignificant twitching at the edges of his emotionless brother's mouth was as close to a grin as his brother ever came since the death of his wife nearly three millennia ago.
He growled.
“Just show me where she is, Caius.” Marcus sighed, an edge to his voice that Caius didn’t recognize right away. “I’ll take care of it.”
That placating little I’ll take care of it nearly made him blow a gasket, because he realized what the edge was in Marcus’ voice.
Marcus was amused.
Rather than give him any more ammo to use against him in a future argument, Caius turned on his heel and strode from the library, not bothering to look back to see if Marcus was following. He heard his brother's sigh and the sound of his steps as he followed him back to his office.
The run only took a couple of minutes, and when he was a hall away from their destination with Marcus right on his heels he was intercepted by the last person he wanted involved in this right now.
Aro turned toward their hurried approach, both of his brows raised as Caius stopped short, his gaze finding Marcus over his shoulder as he stopped too.
They all stared at one another for a long moment, and Caius was grateful over how quiet Marcus usually was because he didn’t seem inclined to say anything at all.
Aro sighed, “Alright, what am I missing?”
The face Caius made in response to that inquiry was answer enough that something was afoot.
After ten seconds of silence where it became obvious Caius wasn’t going to answer, Marcus spoke. “Caius has an… issue… and he asked me to sort it out for him.”
“Oh?”
“Some of the guards encountered the tagger that’s been marking the city.” Marcus elaborated. “She is… indisposed in Caius’ office.”
Aro’s gaze locked with Caius’ at this. “Since when have you ever liked sharing your food?”
It was an appropriate question to ask. Caius was a very possessive eater. When he got into a feeding temperament he was very aggressive over his kills.
He didn’t even like sharing with his mate - though he was willing when the mood struck him and the bond insisted he provide for Athenodora.
But allowing Marcus or Aro to have one of his kills? Especially when Caius had been chomping at the bit all month to get his hands on the mortal who was insulting him so thoroughly by defiling the city he was very protective of? There was no way.
Aro stared at Caius and Caius stared right back as he tried to think of a way out of this situation - at least for the time being.
When his brother raised his hand, palm up, Caius knew he no longer had much of a choice.
Aro was ruthless in getting what he wanted.
Striding forward he brushed palms with his mind reading brother, before roughly shoulder checking him as he pushed past him and stomped toward his office.
Aro made a sharp intake of breath, and Caius knew that it wasn’t because of the uncalled for shove.
He very nearly took the door to his office off its hinges as he shoved it open when he heard his brother snicker.
The girl was still there - obviously - but it seemed that she’d made an attempt to crawl away. Undoubtedly she was just following the natural animal instinct to get somewhere safe when badly hurt and exposed to the presence of predators, but she’d only made it roughly ten feet before she curled up in a ball on the floor between the chairs.
Now she was in a very inconvenient spot right in the middle of his office but he tried not to let that irritate him; one of his brothers would remove her.
What he hadn't been expecting the moment his brothers entered, all three of them now standing at different points in a circle around the girl on the floor, was the sound that came from Marcus.
Marcus took in a sharp breath, his eyes snapping down to stare at the girl on the floor before both of his hands found the sides of his head, his fingers kneading at his temples.
Neither Aro nor Caius could ask what was wrong before Marcus sat on the ground by the girl within half a second, staring at her with an expression that would have been much more at home on someone who’d just suffered a head injury.
“Marcus!” They both said in unison, Aro reaching out to yank one of his hands from his head so he could find out what ailed him.
Caius didn’t speak, giving Aro silence so he could focus on helping Marcus, his eyes traveling to the black haired female.
His discomfort be damned, if this girl was hurting Marcus he didn’t care if he had to stomp on her skull and ruin his shoes to kill her.
He was about to do just that when Aro spoke.
“Ah, yes. I can feel it now.” Aro dropped Marcus’ hand, gaze switching from Marcus to the curled little mortal on the floor at his feet. “I understand brother. It’s settled then.”
“What?” Caius hissed, throwing his hands up in frustration. He always hated not being privy to these private conversations Aro and Marcus had sometimes - he looked between them as if everyone in the room but himself had lost their senses. “What’s settled? What’s she done to him? What are you on about this time?”
“She’s got a happiness aura, Caius. I can feel it myself, though it took until I read Marcus to notice it at all. Surely you sensed it when you were feeding on her?”
The look Caius gave him all too clearly said no, he most certainly did not feel it.
Aro sighed, waving a hand airily at his brother, crouching down so he was close to the small human on the ground, his elbows on his knees and his hands hanging limply in front of him. “It seems the answer to the theory we’ve been hopeless to solve ever since my sister's passing is right here, isn’t it Marcus?”
Marcus, who was still sitting on the floor looking as if he’d been hit over the head with a heavy object blinked once, then groaned as he ran his hands over his face. “My head hurts-,”
“Your head can’t hurt!” Caius snapped automatically, only growing more frustrated when Aro ignored him to reach over to Marcus once more with his palm up.
“It does.” Marcus grunted and for the first time in too many centuries to count, Marcus’ eyes found his with a clarity in them that was so foreign it made Caius feel incredibly uneasy. Marcus touched his palm to Aro’s without breaking eye contact with Caius, rising to his feet in one fluid motion.
“Ah yes, I’m not surprised.” Aro mused, more to himself than anyone else as his gaze remained focused on the human before them. “You’ve gone nearly three millennia without. It's only natural that now that you have a steady supply again you’ll feel a little off balance.”
“For God’s sake Aro!” Caius was about to go on a tirade, both of his brothers could hear it in his voice, but neither reacted with the same emotional upheaval of their most hot-headed brother.
“We could never truly know because she was dead.” Marcus said quietly, “And we’ve never encountered another like her until now. I still feel… by the gods do I miss her… but I don’t…”
Marcus did not continue, and it was the look on his brother’s face that had Caius sobering immediately, his anger fading as quickly as a snuffed flame of a candle as the lid was replaced.
“I’ll have Eleazar examine this one,” Aro sighed, “So we’ll know if she’s addictive like Didyme - bless her heart - but even if she is… it’s probably best you stay exposed to her Marcus.”
Marcus didn’t say anything to that and the silence in the room over the next few minutes was only interrupted by the pounding heart of the human lying before them, her uneven breathing easily ignored.
So it was true then. Marcus’ unusual level of codependence on his late wife, and his unusually severe depression after her death was because of withdrawal from his mate’s happiness-inducing talent. Plenty of vampires who’d lost their mate still lived and functioned out in the world. Although all of them mourned the passing of their true loves, none had taken a hit as horribly as Marcus. However, they had never been able to prove that his depression was anything more than him loving her very much and having a dependent personality.
To know that none of it was true - that he wasn’t weak, but just a victim of circumstance - was too much for Marcus to process right now. He didn’t want to look at the human on the floor between him and his brothers, though he knew she was about to change his life.
"Well, nothing more to do now than check back in a couple of days," Aro clapped his hands once, getting to his feet.
"Whoa whoa whoa, hold on a second!" Caius' expression was appalled as he realized what Aro was saying, gesturing to the human on the floor, "Aro you can't be saying what I think you're saying! You haven't even read her-,"
"Bah!" Aro made a clear sound of discontent as he wrung his hands in front of him. "You know I'll never touch someone mid-change!"
Caius pursed his lips. Right. Aro reading someone mid-transformation meant his raven-haired brother would receive the full details of how much pain they were in.
He'd already lived through the pain of his own transformation. He didn't need to relieve the experience through anyone else.
"You don't have to do anything more Caius. Just leave her here. We'll deal with it later."
“I- but- she-,” Caius spluttered, gesturing wildly to the mortal that was barely twitching on the floor. She was definitely one of the rare silent-change cases that would come up every now and again. Which was kind of a relief because he didn’t want to listen to the thing scream for the next three days. “I don’t- You can’t make me!”
“She’s already changing.” Aro’s brows were raised. “There's nothing more you need to do with your charge-”
“She’s not my charge.”
“So the tooth fairy came in and changed her then?” Marcus remarked dryly, “Did you make sure to get their contact information so we can let them know to come pick her up?”
“You aren’t funny!” Caius snarled, “You could not have chosen a worse time to have a reawakened sense of humor-”
“Well don’t act like it’s our fault you didn’t finish your food-”
“She’s disgusting!”
“She moaned Caius.” Aro rolled his eyes, “A biting kink is hardly the most scandalous fetish out there nowadays. There was this one man I encountered who-”
“Stop!” Caius and Marcus both spoke at the same time, neither wanting the undoubtedly tasteless mental image Aro was about to inflict on them.
“I am not doing this Aro!” Caius snarled, “I bought you guys here to dispose of her-,”
“We’re not going to dispose of your little newborn Caius,” Aro rolled his eyes, “She’s your responsibility-”
“The hell she is!” He took one step forward, ready to do whatever was necessary to stop this madness before something hit him.
He staggered back multiple feet until his lower back struck his desk, staring at Marcus - who was still lowering his fist - in shock as his left ear pulsed with pain.
The realization that Marcus struck him sobered him immediately, but didn’t stop the insult he had ready at the tip of his tongue. “You did not just punch me you bastard-”
“Enough!” Aro’s voice was loud, his tone so stern it caused both Marcus and Caius to stop glaring at each other and turn to him.
“Leave the girl here, Caius.” Aro enunciated each word slowly as if he were particularly dense. “Do not lay a finger on her. We’ll address this again in a couple of days.”
Caius looked at him, and then at Marcus for a long time in which not a single one of them took a breath, absorbing each of their stubborn expressions before cursing and storming out of his office.
Damn them both.
~~~~~~UwU~~~~~~
Marcus hesitated outside the door to Caius' office. There was no reason for him to announce himself or knock as his brother hadn't entered this room since he stormed out two days ago, but he still needed a moment to process exactly what he planned to do when he got inside.
He and his brothers had left her inside to change. Currently Felix and Santiago were pacing the halls near this corridor, having been ordered there by Aro to keep everyone away from the girl and to apprehend her if she woke up and tried to wander. She’d be waking up within the next day, probably sooner rather than later as she was a tiny little thing, but there was no telling just when that would be.
He wondered if she knew what was happening to her. Had she been listening when he and his brothers talked over her? Or had they been speaking too quickly and quietly for her to be aware of their words when she was suffering the burning agony of transformation?
Either way, after thinking about it for nearly four hours this morning, he’d decided that someone needed to try to explain what was happening to her.
If there was one thing they’d learned over the countless years ruling their species, it was that an uninformed newborn was a crazy newborn.
Not to mention that if he wanted her to remain around him to supply some of - what Aro had started referring to as - his antidepressant, he’d need to be on good terms with her. If he wasn’t and she despised his presence he couldn’t exactly expect her aura to constantly work.
It might be a permanent part of her she had no control over, it might be something she could influence at will, and it could be something that was affected majorly by her moods. Only time would say.
Taking a deep breath he opened the door to the office, ignoring how Felix and Santiago’s steps both paused at the sound, and stepped inside allowing the door to snap shut behind him.
Being in her presence again was like someone was pulling aside a veil that had been cast over his head - a veil he’d never known was there until a couple of days ago. His thoughts were suddenly clearer, his breathing came easier, and the overwhelming sadness that had consumed him so thoroughly for thousands of years and made him nearly constantly wish for the sweet release of death was no more than a dull throb in a small part of his heart.
The mourning of his mate was still very much present there, but it was a mourning all those who suffered terrible loss lived with.
It was no longer an incapacitating pain, just a very normal ache.
He felt lighter in here now than he had when he’d first encountered her, though he knew this was only because the end of her change was near. The little female looked more immortal than mortal now. He estimated she only had half a day left before she awoke.
As he took in her appearance he realized her dark hair must have been false, because now her hair was such a light blonde that it was nearly white in color.
The venom must have removed the dye.
Without thinking he crossed the room to where she was curled on her side, her rapid heartbeat the only sound as he crouched in front of her to gaze at her face.
By gods, she looked-
Well, she looked like she could be Caius’ child by flesh and not just by venom.
She gave no indication she knew he was there, so he cleared his throat before speaking.
“Can you hear me child?”
She didn’t speak, but her eyelids did flutter for a second.
He sighed, scooting closer to her and placing a hand on her shoulder before pushing her onto her back.
Instinctively she uncurled from her ball, laying flat on the ground with her arms and legs slightly apart, her eyes fluttering again as she tried to look up at the unknown person who had moved her.
Marcus caught a glimpse of red irises, shot through with streaks of light brown as the transformation continued to work to rid her of her human appearance.
Her eyes closed once more and she groaned.
“Can you speak?”
The only response he got to that was another pained groan.
Alright then.
“Try to at least tell me your name. If you can do that I'll tell you mine, and I'll try to explain what’s happening to you.”
Her thoughts were hardly coherent due to pain and her vision had been nothing more than a blur of confusing colors when she opened her eyes. She wanted to say she had a pretty solid guess what was happening to her but the very idea of speech sounded horrible right now.
It was quiet again, and she wasn’t sure if the person who’d moved her was still in the room before he spoke.
The only thing she knew was that he wasn’t the one who’d bitten her. His voice was much too deep to be the same person.
“I know it hurts. It won’t go on much longer, but I'd like to address you as something other than child.” The man repeated.
Huh, that was weirdly nice of him.
“Ann-ah.” She croaked, her voice somehow managing to be high pitched and scratchy at the same time.
“Anna?”
She groaned, hoping he knew that she was confirming what he said and he would stop asking her to try to talk.
“Okay. Anna then.” Marcus said softly. “My name is Marcus. My brother Caius was the one who did this to you. Do you remember us talking over you in this room two days ago?”
“Nuh-uh-,” Anna’s face crumpled, and he understood that asking her to make any sounds right now was most likely extremely uncomfortable.
It was probably best she didn’t even bother.
With a sigh loud enough he knew it would be audible to her, Marcus sat on the floor beside her, resting his forearms on his knees as he stared forward at Caius’ desk.
He began to talk, and without hesitation or any polite formalities he explained to her what she was becoming, and what she would likely experience once her heart stopped. He did not bother taking the time to choose careful, gentle words that would make what he was saying less shocking. There was no point in sugarcoating what her life would be like when the change ended and her pain stopped. It was inevitable, and it was going to be her reality very soon.
Anna didn’t try to talk, and he was grateful as he continued on explaining what the purpose of the Volturi coven was and how she would be expected to conform and follow instructions and directions.
It did occur to him that she might be too consumed by pain to listen, but he wasn’t going to ask her to give any input into the conversation. If she wasn’t listening? Well no one can say he hadn’t at least tried.
He talked for a long time, as there really was a lot of information he needed to give her. When he paused in explaining a rather lengthy list of rules their coven had for newborns he realized her heart rate had spiked startlingly fast, and it occurred to him he must have been sitting beside her for the better part of the day.
At least he’d covered a lot of material.
“Anna? Is the pain receding?”
It was the first thing he’d asked her directly in hours, and her answering grimace was enough of a confirmation.
“Make a fist to confirm what I’m asking you.” Marcus said sharply, getting to his feet so he would be prepared to take her down if she launched at him. “Is the pain in your chest getting worse?”
As he gazed down at her, he watched the small almost-vampire clench her right hand into a fist for a few seconds before relaxing it.
“Are your hands free of pain?”
She made a fist.
“The rest of your arms?”
Another fist.
“Your legs?”
Again, she clenched her right hand into a fist.
Marcus turned and took a few quick strides to the door, opening it and hearing Felix and Santiago pause as they paced the stone floor a few halls away.
He spoke to the empty corridor knowing both of the guards would hear him. “Santiago, go and find my brothers. Felix, with me.”
Felix appeared in the hallway within seconds, and Marcus said nothing to the guard as he went back to Anna’s side and heard Felix follow him into Caius’ office, closing the door behind him with a soft snap.
They both stared down at Anna, fully aware as her heart took off at a stallion's pace that she had minutes - if not seconds - before she woke.
“Your heart will stop shortly.” Marcus said dispassionately, “When it does you’ll want to take a deep breath and sit up as slowly as you can. I’m sure you’re aware of many scents right now, and the new one in the room is Felix. He’s here to restrain you if you… panic.”
Marcus caught Felix’s head turning to look at him from the corner of his eye, catching the significance in what he was saying.
He was only to restrain her, not harm her.
The door opened once more, and Marcus did not turn to face his brothers as they entered, watching Anna intently as she took a sharp breath, her heart going much too fast now.
Aro drifted to his side and took his hand, reading his thoughts as the four of them stared down at the small girl on the floor as the last seconds of her mortal life passed them by.
Her heart raced, and raced, and raced until there was an abnormal jolt in its pattern. They all listened as it faltered, before giving two more hard disjointed thumps. The only sound in the room was Anna’s shocked intake of air as her heart finally failed and silence reigned.
Her eyelids fluttered, and then opened fully. Two scarlet eyes stared up at the ceiling in astonishment, darting around as she took in such finely textured details she would have never been capable of noticing before with her human eyesight.
Eventually her eyes wandered to each of them individually, and she surprised them all by sitting up very slowly and carefully - an abnormally tame response for a newborn.
Marcus figured she must have been listening to him after all.
“Wow.” Anna breathed, squeezing her eyes shut for a long second before opening them again and blinking rapidly as her brain adjusted to her super-sharp sight. “This is really trippy. If all that didn’t hurt so bad I’d be sure I just took acid or something. God what the fuck.”
Aro and Caius both breathed in - clearly about to tell her off for her language - but were silenced by the withering look Marcus sent them. The language really wasn’t the top priority right now.
Her accent though, and the fact that she spoke to them in English - which they already knew she would based on what the guards who’d carried her into the castle relayed - showed that she most certainly was not from Italy. She was American. A tourist most likely.
That was good, they were used to making sure the disappearances of tourists were not linked to them.
Anna observed her hands in front of her for a long moment, taking in their pale perfection before she looked back up at them, her blonde eyebrows raised.
Caius couldn’t tame his startled look at her appearance into one of indifference before Aro glanced over at him, a smug grin on his face.
It infuriated him greatly to realize the disgusting girl looked just like him. His brothers would never let him hear the end of this.
Anna sniffed, her head turning to Marcus as she recognized his scent as the one that had been with her for hours now.
Marcus crouched so he was closer to her level, and heard as Aro did the same.
Caius and Felix both remained standing.
“This is Aro.” Marcus inclined his head toward his brother. “Do you remember what I told you about him?”
She nodded, and Aro grinned widely.
“Spectacular.” Aro said happily, holding out one hand to the newborn and ignoring the way Felix shifted at the gesture. The girl was only minutes old; she would be easy to anticipate if she had any thought of hurting him. It would be obvious on her face and in her body language long before she acted. “This might just be one of the calmest rebirths we ever had. Nice work Marcus.”
Marcus rolled his eyes. All he did was talk; the exceptionally calm way Anna was behaving was all her.
Anna noticed his expression and grinned.
She reached out a hand toward Aro - slowly, like she was a human, and showing that she was taking great care in her movements as she placed her palm in his.
It was probably good she was moving so carefully too. Felix was very tense.
It was quiet for nearly a minute before Aro laughed, patting the back of Anna’s hand affectionately before dropping it.
Aro turned his head from Anna to Caius with a sigh. “You really do need to get a sense of humor, you know. When you bit her she only moaned because she was trying to be funny in the light of her death, and when you tried to finish the groan was just because you let her wrist go and the removal of more pain than she was already experiencing was a relief. You really had me so convinced she had a biting kink.”
Aro sounded almost disappointed that she didn’t - it would have been so funny if it had been true - and Anna’s face cracked the biggest shit eating grin any of them had seen in a long time.
With that grin came a feeling of lightness and ease that the three brothers knew was not their own - an entirely involuntary action the little vampire had no control over yet - and Felix shook his head as if in confusion when the sensation hit him.
They probably should have given him some forewarning.
Marcus’ fingers found his temples where he rubbed hard, and Aro caught the motion in his peripheral vision. He knew his brother was getting a headache again - this new supply of dopamine was something he desperately needed but his brain wasn’t quite ready for it yet. With the rather scientific approach to drug addictions, human mental illness and substances, and cause and effect Aro had in his head from the truly endless supply of memories both his own and not, Aro figured the best way to introduce Marcus to his new antidepressant was slowly. Eventually she’d make him feel much more himself but without the added headache.
He was completely certain of it; they’d just have to do small doses for now.
Aro patted the pockets of his suit jacket, looking for the small hand mirror he usually carried around - because he really did care if his hair looked a mess and it didn’t bother him in the slightest when his brothers would make fun of him for always checking his appearance - before retrieving it and holding it out to Anna.
“This was a gift from my wife. Do not break it or I'll be most cross.” Aro said seriously, watching as the little blonde carefully took the mirror, opening it as if it were tissue paper and getting a first look at her new reflection.
She gave a startled little jump at first glance, stared at herself in the tiny mirror for a long moment, and surprised all of them when she carefully passed the mirror back to Aro without closing it.
“Imma just give this back, if I hold it much longer I’m definitely gonna break it. Marcus mentioned super strength, and I can feel it - that’s for sure.”
“That’s Master Marcus to you, you little-” Caius started in on her instantly, and both of Anna’s brows raised at him when her gaze found his - registering that he was the one who’d killed her - but she was saved from responding by Marcus’ annoyed sigh.
“I introduced myself to her informally, Caius,” Marcus snapped, “Now calm down or leave. I do not have the patience for this right now.”
Caius exhaled loudly out of his nose, clearly ready to start yelling, but Marcus turned away from him and back to the matter at hand.
Anna’s gaze was on him. It seemed she wasn’t very intimidated by Caius’ outbursts.
Whether that was a good thing or not… Marcus couldn’t really be sure.
“You seem to be taking this very well.” Marcus’ deep bass voice was always so quiet, and Anna found it inexplicably soothing.
His expression was impossible to read.
“Well the alternative was being yeeted into the forever sleep. And what do you expect? Oh, woe is me, I’m superhuman, immortal, and hot as fuck now. Whatever will I do?” She said the last part of her rebuttal in an overly enthusiastic, damsel-in-distress candor that would make any B movie director proud.
She should go into acting.
“We should really introduce you to the Cullens.” The black-haired Aro was speaking again, his expression very clearly amused as he stood and looked down at her. “I think you’d do wonders for their self-esteem.”
“What’s a Cullen?”
“We’ll explain that later dear.” Aro said affectionately, watching her get slowly to her feet after she saw Marcus rise to his, as if she were waiting for nonverbal cues. “But first, let’s take care of your thirst.”
He waved Felix forward, and Anna’s appraisal of the abnormally large vampire was only interrupted once as Caius let out an audible scoff before turning on his heel and storming from the office, letting the door slam behind him.
“Huh,” Anna shrugged, “You know, I get the feeling he doesn’t like me.”
Felix cracked a smile that Anna reciprocated, and Aro noticed Marcus pressing his fingers to his temples again.
“He’s just irritated we were ignoring him,” Aro said playfully, motioning to Marcus that he should leave first before following. He heard Felix telling Anna he was going to hold onto her arm and asking her to do her best not to overreact to it, and ignored the little vampire’s growl as Felix did exactly as he’d warned.
She was young, and instincts are instincts after all.
It was good she’d listened to Marcus’ lengthy explanation about her new life though, because after that initial growl Anna seemed fine with listening to Felix as he guided her along beside him.
Marcus figured he could leave Aro and Felix to chaperone Anna for now - his head really did ache - and took his leave at the first hall junction they came to, going in the opposite direction from where he knew the trio would be headed.
Aside from that, the only hiccup in their journey to the feeding chamber was Renata joining them, unable to bear the thought of Aro being unguarded with a newborn around. Her gaze traveled to Anna in clear surprise as she took in the newborn the rest of the coven had been warned about, not having expected the pretty little blonde to look so like Master Caius.
Anna was calm, and absolutely beamed when she saw Renata.
“Man if my throat didn’t burn so bad it felt like the devil just jizzed in it, I’d be fully convinced I'd died and gone to heaven.”
Aro choked as he tried to suppress his laugh, truly startled as Renata’s mouth dropped open in shock.
Felix’s laughter echoed in the hall, and Aro figured it was probably best they addressed the crude language once she was fed.
~~~~~~UwU~~~~~~
If anyone asked Anna what her first couple months as a vampire had been like, she really wouldn’t have had anything to say. Everything kinda blurred together because of how seriously intense it was adapting to being a different creature than the one she was born as.
Marcus had warned her, but it hadn’t really sunk in how truly mind-fucking it would be to have such intense emotions, temper tantrums, and thirst now that she wasn’t human.
Something she could say though, was that even though she didn’t always remember fine details of those first months through the haze of thirst and super-emotions (as she liked to refer to her new and startling emotional capacity as an immortal), she did have a very clear place in her mind where she kept her relationships. Bonding with people as an immortal was very different than it was as a human.
The way people treated and responded to her was ingrained into her brain right off the bat, and the friendships she’d formed - no matter how new and insignificant they’d seem to be to a human since it was such a short timespan in which she’d known them - became an unwavering part of her.
She liked Felix a lot. He helped her calm down and always knew exactly what to do to help when she’d have a temper tantrum. Once he even flattened her on the floor and simply sat on her back for an hour until she stopped spazzing and started listening to his breathing instructions.
She liked Demetri, who seemed to be Felix’s right hand man and was always a second set of hands when shit got out of hand - or more specifically when she got out of hand. She liked Alec and Jane, who just had such a vibe about them that she respected them right away - and Jane seemed to vibe with her too.
She really liked Lady Athenodora, who seemed to be the most modern of all the ancients and always poked fun at her asshat of a husband - and Anna’s very own sire - Caius.
But her best friend of all was Marcus - well Master Marcus in public; she only called him by his first name when they were in private or if Aro was the only one around.
It had taken her a little while to understand, even after other guards had helped her learn about her happy-aura-special-talent thing, just what Marcus’ issues were and why everyone always seemed to act as though she and him were a package deal of some sort.
Now that her initial “crazy months” were past her - the crazy months being the oh so eloquently named period of about two to four months after a newborn’s change - she had a clear understanding of what all of that meant.
She was a living, breathing, antidepressant for Marcus.
But she wasn’t like his late wife Didyme.
Anna’s happy aura did not leave Marcus walking around as if he was slightly punch drunk, nor did it have any of the guards flocking toward her as overeager romantic interests like Aro’s late sister had.
There was something peaceful and calming about her presence. Everyone just felt at ease and… good around her. No one in the coven disliked her and she couldn’t exactly find that shocking if her very presence made people feel like they just took a valium.
No one ever felt anxious or melancholy when not exposed to the little blonde’s radius of sunshine. Eleazar had been completely right when he examined her and compared her to Corin except that her talent did not have an addictive edge.
Caius and Aro were sure - Aro more so because he had been in so many people's minds - that Marcus was reacting as any depressed mortal who was being properly medicated would. She took the edge off; she was a healthy, synthetic substitute to a hard drug he’d been addicted to.
Marcus still had his days. He still had his down periods, but he was better with Anna around. There had only been a couple bouts of depression in recent months that were particularly bad for Marcus, and each time another guard had found her and told her Marcus needed her presence.
She was always quick to be at his side, just like how in her human life she was always right there whenever a friend needed her. She’d sit on the floor beside whatever chair he was slumped over in and just wait quietly until he stirred.
Marcus was very close to her for more reasons than just her happy aura. As time went on it was clear to everyone that she and Marcus were kindred spirits. They had many common hobbies and interests. Anna was much more modern and chaotic than Marcus was; this was probably because of her young age and the vastly different time periods they were born in, but it was obvious that she and Marcus were soulmates of a purely platonic nature.
It was the bane of Caius’ existence to be constantly reminded that she was a permanent presence in their coven.
He couldn’t even properly discipline her. The one time he’d tried to catch her to remove her tongue - really she could do without it for a week and learn that she needed to stop with the cheek she always gave him - the little shit had let out a shriek that hurt his eardrums and ran off down the hall.
He’d chased her all the way to the throne room, and he would have had her if she hadn’t run behind Marcus and pressed her face into his back pleading for his protection.
Marcus wouldn’t let him near her.
“She’s a kid, Caius. Grow a pair and stop overreacting to every little thing.”
“She’s twenty-two! She’s no child!” Caius had snapped back, jabbing a finger in her direction. “You enable her!”
While she certainly did get away with quite a lot of misbehaviors because of her friendship with Marcus, it didn’t mean she was completely undisciplined.
Marcus did have a tendency to smack her upside the back of the head a lot which, to be honest, was completely fair with how quick she would go from being somewhat normal to an absolute basket case that wanted to do something like coat herself in body paint and run into the square naked just to see if the sunlight would still make her a disco ball but a colorful one this time.
Which she totally wasn’t allowed to do because it was totally against the law, and secrecy was the main goal, and blah blah blah talk talk talk.
Since she’d been a little newborn-nutcase at first she wasn’t on the Volturi guards' payroll nor was she given any real jobs to do. Her main tasks were to sit still and for the love of god not break anything, and that was not as easy as it sounded.
No one knew what to do to get her to behave at first. They couldn’t use any of the normal methods of keeping vampires in line - like limb removal or just general ass beating - because Marcus had been perfectly clear harming her was off limits.
No one could exactly blame him either. Even though there were enough occasions to prove Eleazar's assurance that her happy aura seemed to be permanent - only becoming stronger when she was in a good mood and never waning even when she was temperamental or upset - they all understood that he didn’t want to risk losing her aura.
He needed her antidepressant quality, and the fact that he was genuinely fond of her as a person only reinforced that they had to have a gentler approach with her.
Aro had been the first to figure out how they could… encourage… good behavior. Anna was very extroverted and easily bored, so the first several newborn months when it was necessary for her to learn control and be exposed to as few people and emotional scenarios as possible were, figuratively, driving her nuts.
Telling her to sit still and try to calm down only made her more antsy, and Aro had figured rewards for good behavior might work best.
To everyone's immense surprise, the reward that worked best were books.
Anna’s rooms were very large and comfortable here - as were all the guards' personal living quarters - but hers lacked personal touches. Understandable, because she didn’t have any money just yet and she was prone to breaking things with her new strength, but still depersonalizing.
She wanted to paint her walls. She wanted to get bookcases and fill them with her favorite books and stuffed animals. She just wasn’t allowed to yet because she was always acting up.
So Aro made a rule: each day she went without breaking something, starting a fight, or doing something utterly ridiculous (like trying to see how far she could literally run up a wall with her super speed before gravity took its toll and sent her plummeting down onto her back) she was awarded with an item she wanted to make her rooms her own.
It wasn’t easy at first, but with the help and guidance of her friends, she’d begun to improve more and more with each passing day.
~~~~~~UwU~~~~~~
Around six months later while a small portion of the guard stood in the feeding room waiting with the ancients for Heidi to arrive with a tour group, Anna talked quietly with Renata to the left of the circular room’s doors. Both of the girls' heads were bent together, so they were unaware the brothers were watching them.
"It seems like Anna and Renata are finally starting to get along," Marcus said in a quiet aside to Aro and Caius, his voice low enough that only they could hear.
"Oh thank goodness," Aro's eyes flashed to Renata, "I've been worried about the poor dear for years. It's been so hard for her to accept you know, with the time period she was born in…"
"Wait," Caius hissed, trying not to look over at Anna. "She likes women? All those comments she's made over the last year-"
"Renata likes women." Marcus said, even though both of his brothers had known that fact for years. "Anna likes everyone."
Caius just stared, and Marcus leaned his head back on his throne muttering, “It’s about time. I’ve never liked slow burning romances, and watching the bond grow between the two of them while waiting for them to just get together already has been driving me insane.”
Aro cackled, and multiple guards turned to look toward the kings in confusion, speculating that perhaps Master Aro was finally losing his mind after all.
~~~~~~UwU~~~~~~
Months turned into years, and Anna hardly noticed it at all as time no longer meant much to her as an immortal. After the newborn year was over, and she was considerably more rational and able to focus on tasks, she’d been put to studying and testing to find herself a true ranking within the Volturi guard.
These tests did involve general education at a university level - all of the Volturi guards were expected to be literate and educated to at least PhD standards. The masters believed that with infinite time, there was no excuse for their people to not be using it to better themselves.
They couldn’t go to actual universities, but the Volturi did have guards that were responsible for schooling and conducting exams that would have made any human being have a mental breakdown of truly epic proportions.
Along with school, she had strategy training, control training, and fight training.
She'd passed all of her tests with flying colors after only 3 years, and she was the youngest elite guard the Volturi ever had because of it.
She couldn't pretend that was because she was extraordinary or anything though. It only turned out that way because Marcus had been a consistent and sometimes ruthless teacher. She'd had special treatment that no one before her had ever had before by having one of the ancients and one of the best fighters among vampires training her personally every day for two and a half years. Anyone would excel with such attention.
It was only fitting that she became Marcus’ personal guard as both his antidepressant and his greatest friend, but that didn't mean she didn't have to earn her stripes so to speak.
So he’d trained her himself to help her get there, and she earned the extremely dark gray cloak she wore just as all the others had.
The bite marks Marcus had left on her arms, neck, and torso were proof of that. He hadn't been easy on her at all, and even though some of the lessons were hard she was grateful for the skills she had now because of him.
She wanted to live a thousand years, and you didn't get to that age without surviving some serious fights over time.
One of the bites on her torso was on her left rib cage, and there was one high up on her neck and two on her right arm from the time she had insisted she was ready to take the test to become an elite guard - a test she’d most certainly not been prepared for but she was too stubborn to believe otherwise when she was only two years old - and Marcus had squared up with her to fight. She should have known then and there that the fight was going to be a lesson and a punishment, because no one ever beat Marcus, and the final elite guard qualification fight was meant to be taken against an actual elite guard and not one of the masters.
He’d handed her ass to her, and made sure each bite was a reminder that she would have been killed if the fight was real - especially the ones on her side and neck.
Her pride had been hurt, but Marcus never dismembered her out of respect for their friendship. Even though she most definitely sulked for three days following her ass whooping, she and Marcus were completely back to their normal easy friendship right after.
~~~~~~UwU~~~~~~
Anna was lying face down on the couch in her living quarters hiding under nearly fifteen blankets as she heard a light knock on the main door and Renata went to answer it.
Marcus entered the room she was in shortly after, and pulled the mountain of blankets off her in one good tug.
“Alright Anna, time to stop with the moping and get up.”
Her answering question was muffled by the pillow she had her face pressed into, "How long have I been moping exactly?"
Marcus shook back his sleeve to check his watch, "69 hours."
As he predicted from the moment he calculated the time, she snickered. "Hehe, nice. Okay, I guess I can get over it now since the hour is so perfect."
He rolled his eyes so hard Anna could almost hear it even though she wasn’t looking at him as she finally raised her head from the pillow and sat up.
"You're sure you're alright?" Marcus' expression was politely concerned for her, and she laughed.
"I had a beautiful woman around to take care of me and nurse my wounds," She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively, "I'll live."
They both heard Renata choke back a mortified little squeak from the front room.
Anna laughed again, even louder this time at her mate’s still-adorable modesty. Renata acting as though that statement was embarrassing was laughable. Marcus had caught the two of them in an empty corridor one day and there had been absolutely no way to play off what they were up to.
Marcus had let out his usual god-I’d-love-someone-to-just-end-me-right-now sigh, told Anna that they needed to resume her control training, and waited completely straight-faced and quietly for Anna to get off her knees and get her face out from between Renata’s legs as Renata frantically pulled her dress back down.
Renata avoided Marcus for nearly three weeks after that, and even then it was only because Aro ordered her to stop being shy and get over it because she was expected to continue her normal duties as his guard, and that meant she’d be around Marcus constantly so she needed to push the incident from her mind.
"So we're cool?" Marcus’ words pulled Anna out of her trip down memory lane, and she beamed at him.
“Look at you, using the correct slang! Yeah, we're cool."
He reached over and mussed her hair affectionately. "Good. Now let's go to the throne room for a short while so Caius can see you're out and about before training. Caius is temperamental about your unexcused absences this week so you better get moving."
"Fine."
As they left her rooms together, Anna trailing behind Marcus by a few paces because he was just way taller than her and his strides were always bigger, she couldn’t help but complain.
“Why do you even need guards anyway? It’s not like you can’t put any one of us in the ground at a moment’s notice!”
Marcus gave a ghost of a chuckle, and she smiled at him behind his back.
~~~~~~UwU~~~~~~
When she had passed her final fight test - not with Marcus because it was deemed unfair for her to test with her trainer; there could be no question about him throwing a fight for her benefit - she fought Caius. She catapulted into him so hard she sent them both out of the fighting circle they were supposed to stay confined to. She was scolded by the guard who was refereeing the match because, while your opponent being knocked out of the circle gave you a win, throwing yourself out of the circle with them in the same move didn’t count.
“Hey man,” She’d laughed in response. “I'll sink the ship I'm working on just to kill the captain.”
The ref tried not to smile, he really did, but the sound of Aro’s laughter from somewhere off on the side broke his concentration.
Caius was frustrated as usual with her lack of professionalism, and Anna wasn’t going to deny that Caius being frustrated with her total I don’t give a fuck mentality combined with his wife’s heckling from the stand to not hurt his kin - and infuriating reminder to him that she looked like his biological kid - made him an easier opponent.
The final elite fighting test wasn’t meant to be taken with the masters, but Caius had wanted an opportunity to - how did he put it - squish her like Marcus did.
Man when she’d tripped Caius so he fell out of bound in the final five seconds of her fight… she’d had to run for her life to find Marcus before Caius killed her. He was so mad.
Marcus had found the entire thing hilarious.
~~~~~~UwU~~~~~~
Anna was sitting on the floor against some shelves in the library, reading a book and only looking up from where it rested in her lap occasionally to cast the obligatory I’m-your-guard-and-have-to-keep-an-eye-on-you glance at Marcus who was sitting in his usual chair by the fire a little ways away. Sometimes she sat in the chair across from him, sometimes she sat on the floor behind his chair and leaned against its back, and other times they both preferred a little distance from each other as they read in peace.
They were best friends and spent nearly all their time together, but they still both needed breathing room every now and again.
She was looking forward to tonight. Marcus and Aro had approved the night off for her and Renata so they could leave the castle and go on a date as long as they were both back by sunrise. Even now, almost ten years after her change, she knew that Aro and Marcus expected Renata to make sure she stayed in line.
Anna grinned down at her book, remembering the body glitter incident from last March and trying not to laugh at the memory of Caius losing his shit and Marcus’ and Aro’s absolute shock when they saw that every single inch of her skin was coated in dark pink body glitter as she stood in the sun in the town square.
The humans found her hilarious, and the sun's rays were not an issue because of all the glitter.
Marcus walloped her upside the head really hard once she was back inside. She’d only stayed out for fifteen minutes tops and was just trying to make the tourists who were there for the Saint Marcus Day festival laugh, but she was still put on probation for six months after that.
It was so worth it though. The guards got such a kick out of it and didn’t stop talking about it for a month.
Yeah… she wasn’t gonna pretend their concerns about her judgment were misplaced.
When she looked up from her book again she saw Marcus staring at her with a raised brow, obviously wondering what her smile was about, but she wasn’t able to answer before a set of steps she recognized entered the library.
Caius was clearly in a raging temper when he appeared beside Marcus, and it seemed as though her sire was angry with her by the withering look he sent her as he hissed to Marcus about making sure she was appropriately disciplined and blah blah blah.
Marcus was great at pretending as if everything Caius said was news to him.
Athenodora had come up to Anna and Marcus in the halls earlier that day and begged Anna with her hands folded in front of her to “Please for the love of god break that ugly ass vase that Caius insisted on putting on one of the art pedestals within the main hall to their room. She’d do anything - just please Anna, please.”
Marcus took a walk so he could plead his ignorance, and Anna had happily knocked that pedestal down and stepped on the shards of the baby shit green colored vase that were now all over the floor.
There was no way Caius would figure out from Marcus’ expression that he knew what had happened and had totally allowed it.
It wasn’t either of their fault that Caius had terrible taste. If the thing wasn’t so ugly Athenodora wouldn’t have begged her to break it in the first place.
“I swear to god! If you can’t keep her in line I’ll end her myself-”
“Yeah, sure, keep threatening that as if you don’t remember the whole reason she’s here in the first place is because you’re a baby.” Marcus said emotionlessly, staring down at his book and idly turning a page as if he didn’t notice Caius’ indignant splutter.
“What!? How dare-”
“You always blame Aro and me for whatever she gets up to. It’s not our fault you didn’t finish your food.”
Anna had to shove her fist into her mouth to keep from laughing.
“She was gross and slobbery and even you-”
“I would have eaten and left no crumbs.” Marcus said simply. “If she was getting a kick out of it I would have just let her enjoy her final moments without judgment.”
Anna slapped both hands over her mouth, holding her breath as she rocked with silent laughter.
“We don’t kink shame in this family Caius. It’s not our fault you’re pathetically vanilla.” Aro’s voice called from somewhere by the entrance, and Anna finally collapsed into a fit of very loud laughter. Tears would have been absolutely streaming down her face had she still been human - the evidence of their presence in her eyes were clouding her vision at that very moment. When had Aro gotten here? She had no idea but this was amazing.
“I am not-” Caius started to say only to be cut off by Marcus.
“I’m going to tell Athenodora to say “Fuck me daddy uwu” to you unironically in bed, and if you can’t keep it up we’ll all have undeniable proof that you’re a wuss.”
Anna was sure she died right then and there. Her soul must have truly left her body and ascended into the unknown at those words from Marcus’ mouth. She knew she was rubbing off on him over the years, but to this extent?
This was the most amazing moment of her life.
She wasn’t the only one laughing now. Some of the guards present in the library as well as Aro and his wife had joined in. She could barely hear Caius stomp out, her lungs feeling like they were burning because of how hard she’d nearly been screaming with laughter at Marcus’ truly impeccable timing and the absolutely bomb way he delivered that line without emoting at all. She couldn’t remember a time in her life when she was as happy as she was now.
She’d lived a good life while human, and the fact that the circumstances and path of her life had led her here to Volterra with a new and huge found family… she really couldn’t believe her luck.
Some of the happiest memories of her life came from these years as an immortal, one of the most vivid being when Master Aro and Marcus allowed her to take Renata to the NYC pride parade the previous year. She’d taken a picture there of her and her mate that was displayed proudly as her phone background (there was even a printed photo of it in a frame on the mantle of Marcus' rooms, which she still considered one of her greatest achievements).
It was a selfie she’d taken as she threw an arm around Renata’s neck and dragged her close, beaming at the camera while her mate smiled in the most genuine way, a rainbow flag proudly painted on her cheek and an adorable contrast to the bi-pride flag painted on her own.
She sat up on the floor, trying to control her giggling and breathing as she turned her head to gaze at Marcus, who she found was still sitting in his chair and beaming right back.
His answering smile - a smile she knew would have never been on his face had she not been here - was all she needed to be one hundred percent positive that putting up graffiti all over Volterra had been the best decision she’d ever made in her life.
Even if it was such a pain when the brothers made her go wash it all off.
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A LITTLE OUT OF THE ORDINARY | Caius Volturi | Twilight | Whumptober 2022
Day one: Adverse effects
Despite spending years searching and consuming knowledge across multiple fields and practices, from the rigidness of mathematics to the omniscient sciences, Caius Volturi had found himself plummeting into the cold grasp of ignorance. He hadn’t felt so unsure of anything since his own new-born years. But watching his love, his mate, lie still before him, the human emotions of which he had repressed so many centuries ago, came flooding back to him like a tidal wave.
It hadn’t meant to end this way. She was meant to join him in immortality, intertwining their fates together forever more. She was all-consuming, she was all that Caius had ever longed for. The transformation from her mortal state to a vampiric form was meant to be complete days ago when her heart stopped. But instead of signalling the start of her new life, all it represented was the absolute end.
Caius could certainly see the irony; it was hard not to. In some of the most recent medicinal journals he had studied it was said that a person was not dead until they are warm and dead. If it was anyone other than her, he would have laughed. The transformation was meant to leave her cold and undead. He knew that she would have certainly enjoyed the ludicrousness of her situation.
He had spent so many years angry and alone, so much so that he had thought that it was all he was meant to be. The evil king. When he met her, it all changed. Initially, he had been disgusted to be fated to a human of all creatures, they were fragile, naive and a danger to the Kingdom he and his brothers ruled over. But as he looked into her eyes for the first time, he realised that none of that mattered; it was as if he could feel the centuries of resentment and prejudice slipping away.
She was everything he was not: kind, patient and forgiving. She was the type of person Caius had once inspired to be when he was young himself. Now, she was a memory and that was all she would ever be.
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Hi darling
Can I request an oneshot about the poly!volturi kings x reader that does figureskating? And maybe she falls?
Thank you darling💖
A/N: Helloo!! Little update of my life first: my school is killing me and my mental health problems are hitting me again, so yippee me. (I had to just goggle how to wirte yipee in english xd) Hope you like this my friends!!
-S
+400 ish words
Okay in the simplest way Caius isn’t going to like it. I mean, I don’t think Caius really wants you to do anything that could cause even the slightest harm to you.
But let’s say you convince him.
You sat at the back of a dark SUV with Jane next to you and Felix driving the car.
It had been so long since you had gotten onto an ice, and you couldn’t help but be excited.
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And it was just what you had been missing so much..., until it wasn’t anymore.
The next second your head banged to the cold ice.
You heard your name yelled but there was nothing you could respond to.
You pushed yourself off of the ice only to be met with a bloody print on the ice.
In a heartbeat, cold hands were holding you and you saw Jane’s face with your blurry vision.
Never had you seen Felix driving so fast and Jane panicking like you were actually dying.
And no matter how much you said that you were fine, the vampires would not believe you.
You held your extra shirt to your forehead that had been bleeding for the better part of an hour.
You had barely seen Jane using technology, but during that car drive Jane was glued to a phone researching if you were going to die.
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Not to state the obvious but you survived.
But it was close that the kings would have killed Jane and Felix. And that’s not even talking about the stares they gave to the guards who were staring at your forehead as the shirt was soaking up with your blood.
And a doctor from the city was called in the castle just to make sure that you were doing fine.
And the diagnosis was a concussion.
Hell broke loose in the castle.
Aro holding your hand knowing everything and yelling to the guards to get you everything that your human heart could desire.
Caius sulking in a corner of your room and mumbling how he told you so (in fact the king is close to crying about worry).
And Marcus was trying to keep you calm and stopping his brothers form murdering anyone who said anything back.
Trust me this went on for weeks.
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masterlist 🤍
navigation
blur
damon albarn
★ jealousy / part two
★ distractions
★ friable
★ the little sister
★ parties and pyjamas
★ fourty eight
★ run
graham coxon
★ the extra
★ pinky promise
alex james
★ council estate
★ lifestyle
oasis
noel gallagher
★ capture / part two
★ the unwanted visitor
★ parties and pyjamas
★ traumatised
★ metanoia
★ the green room
★ bestfriend's brother
★ quick kisses
liam gallagher
★ playing happy families
★ happiness
★ council estate
★ metanoia
★ bestfriend's brother
★ toxic one / part two / part three / part four
★ toxic (seperate oneshot)
nepotism babies
lennon gallagher
★ getting older part one / part two / part three / part four / part five
gene gallagher
★ getting older part one / part two / part three / part four / part five
★ home time
★ photoshoot
★ sunlight
inhaler
robert keating
★ delusions / part two
elijah hewson
★ perks of the job
twilight
edward cullen
★ homesick / part two / part three
caius volturi
★ constant complications
derry girls
david donnelley
★ teenage kicks (wattpad link)
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hi! can you do caius x mute reader where reader is a innocent cleaner in castle and one day meets caius while cleaning his room and at first she nearly faints from fear but caius decides to take her as a personal servant (she helps with his cloak or brushes his hair , dust off his books) and they develop kinda platonic (bit romantic) relationship, he protects her from other vampires , he sometimes even smiles at her etc..
Hello dear💖, thanks for your request.
Caius x mute reader🧛♂️
A king's muse👸
Y/n started cleaning in the volturi castle, the mop’s water hit the bucket with a splash. The light weight of y/n’s hand pushed the mop inwards and outwards along the marble floor. She smiled to herself as she listened to music, her legs followed through the movement with the mop. Music blared as y/n started to dance with the mop, she couldn’t hear her surroundings. The floor started to soak with bubbles as y/n placed the towel beneath her feet, drying off the wet residue. The woman danced around the room with happiness and innocence yet there was one thing this perfect girl lacked, a voice.
It was very unfortunate she couldn’t speak; her mother had caused an accident since she was three. Y/n was capable of sight and hearing, she could read movements and trace emotions. Sometimes she could picture her mother’s voice as her own, she would rehearse the words in her head.
“Hello, I’m y/n and I was hired as a cleaner in Volterra, I often speak through sign language or movements. I have valued my life the way it is, I am grateful to be in a home and not be dead. I used to have a family, a mother, and a father but they didn’t exactly provide the welfare for my needs and that’s why I took this Job.”
Y/n pressed the bucket to the floor once more mopping the area until she hit a mysterious door, her mind didn’t pay any attention to it. The only job she had was to clean and get it over with, hopefully she’ll be paid extra. The music within y/n’s ears blared loudly as she cleaned, her mop pushed through the door way as something caught her sight. Y/n paused her music to look up and see encrypted old books. She had seen this before, it was old Latin, a picture of a monster laid across the front of the book. Curiosity ran through her, y/n reached up to try and touch the book but that changed when something glided past her.
Y/n had felt something rush past her; she paused her music to see the sight of the monster. She turned around; her earphones fell out of her ears as she nearly screamed. Horror movies and games hadn’t been y/n’s forte, she was sensitive to any jump scare. Y/n threw the mop at the creature, but he dodged It in a swift, fluent movement. “What are you doing here mortal” the man sneered, y/n couldn’t speak as she suddenly felt light headed from the sudden jump scare. “Mortal, human!” he tried to approach y/n, the man had no time to waist and debated on whether to have an early dinner or have the human within a different occupation. The man reached down to touch the girls face, she had almost fainted “answer my question, or perhaps you’ll love to make friends with Jane”. Y/n couldn’t speak, she had no voice “Did you not hear me, speak mortal” he sneered once more “what’s your name” he slurred.
Y/n had no choice, she tried to sign “S T O P” she flicked her fingers to make the shape of the alphabet. “What are you doing, answer me” he started to step closer, y/n held one finger as if to say “wait”. She tried to grab out a pen and paper from her pocket, y/n used this if they couldn’t understand sign language. The man sneered as she wrote something down “Hello, my name is y/n, I’m a cleaner” y/n smiled. “Y/n, do you know who I am, do you know what I am” the man raised an eyebrow. Y/n shook her head and scribbled down a picture of a monster with big scary teeth and goofy eyes “Foolish, but I see what you’re trying to convey”. Y/n was suddenly picked up by the throat “I suppose you know what I digest, foolish mortals like you are the reason we strive, such stupid and naive minds to be driven to death”.
Y/n needed time to think, she drew a piece on her paper depicting her as a maid. She couldn’t exactly draw perfectly but hopefully he had the idea she was only there to clean. “Interesting…” he slightly muttered, he dropped y/n “I’m your master understand, your to do everything I say”. Y/n didn’t know how to react other then nodding “Master Caius, Aro wishes to see you” a young girl spoke with no emotion. “Very well, I want you to stay here until I’m back your first task is to clean my books” he glided off slamming the door shut. Y/n was left alone once more and began doing her task before master Caius comes back again.
Time had passed since the last meeting and y/n had finished, she wondered if perhaps mopping would be more preferred. Caius had returned sometime later he greeted y/n with a sneer and smiled “so you have proven useful after all”. Y/n smiled back while hoping he wouldn’t hurt her or to say the very least kill her. “I do have other tasks you may be useful for” Caius answered, you were rather curious. The tasks he gave you were very small and yet quite hard; they often go as follows.
Dust off his robes and coats.
Brush his hair until perfection.
Mop the halls especially his room first.
Stay out of his way when he’s in a mood.
Dust and polish all the furniture.
It was tiring but she eventually got the work done and to say the least she was grateful he wasn’t killing her yet. There were times when he would linger around for quite some time, as if he were keeping an ear out for someone. It was funny because y/n would spend time with Caius often drawing silly little things, like monsters gobbling up stick figure people or the little stick figures in funny poses. He would smile at y/n’s terrible drawings, his brother Marcus was much better at art. One time while y/n was cleaning, he passed by and placed his hand on her head as if he was patting her. Y/n blushed keeping to herself, Caius was often moody but y/n made him smile.
Y/n was mopping outside his room one day when she heard a noise, something glided out of the darkness and pushes their hand against her throat. “Hold still understand” the man whispered in a husk; the man pressed his mouth against y/n’s throat. Y/n closed her eyes hoping for the worst and yet she wasn’t dead yet, something had pushed the other vampire back. “Leave Demetri” Caius sneered, y/n ran towards her saviour.
Caius had saved y/n from nearly being bitten, she huddled into his coat as the younger vampire left. He was their tracker and he often obeyed except for mortals “Don’t worry” he muttered.
Y/n had survived many things in which it cost her voice, hopefully one day it didn’t cost her life.
Oneshot requests: open
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Hey babyyyyy,
Can we do some more poly!volturi kings x reader where the reader has a great family bond with the guards? And the kings are so proud like "that's the kind of queen we needed."
This sounds perfect, hope you enjoy it ✨
↳ bonds beyond blood ↲
➘ summary : the three volturi kings are proud that their mate is getting along so well with their top guards
➘ aro x reader x caius x marcus, twilight x reader , volturi x reader
In the heart of Volterra's ancient citadel, where shadows danced and history whispered through the stones, the Volturi reigned supreme. Aro, the charismatic mastermind; Marcus, the contemplative soul; and Caius, the unyielding enforcer, ruled with an iron grip, their names synonymous with power in the supernatural realm.
But the immortal facade these kings presented to the world belied the intricate web of emotions they harbored for one human: (Y/N), a woman whose presence ignited a transformation within their centuries-old hearts.
The tale began on an unassuming evening, when (Y/N)'s fate collided with that of the Volturi. Lost in the labyrinthine streets of Volterra, she wandered into their world, unaware of the enigma that awaited her. Aro's gifted sight caught the glimpse of a mortal, a fragile soul amidst the immortal world. Intrigued, he beckoned her forward, a single interaction setting in motion a destiny no one could foresee.
As (Y/N) stood before the thrones of the three kings, her heart pounding, she couldn't ignore the inexplicable pull she felt. Aro's penetrating gaze, Marcus' contemplative demeanor, and Caius' unyielding aura seemed to draw her in, weaving a connection she struggled to understand.
The kings' curiosity grew as they observed her, each captivated by the essence she brought to their lives. Aro's laughter became more vibrant, Marcus' rare smiles more frequent, and Caius' stern façade softened in her presence. A silent understanding flowed between them, forging a bond that transcended human limitations.
While (Y/N)'s presence changed the kings, it also ignited an unexpected kinship among their loyal guards. Alec and Jane, the gifted twins who once struck fear into the hearts of enemies, found in (Y/N) a maternal figure they had never experienced. Her warmth and wisdom touched the depths of their immortal hearts, transforming their relationship into one of unwavering trust.
Felix, the formidable protector, discovered an unexpected gentleness in (Y/N), a trait that resonated deeply with his own spirit. Demetri, the master tracker, admired her determination, finding a kindred spirit in her unwavering resolve.
But it was Alec and Jane who held the most unique connection with (Y/N). With their childlike appearances frozen in time, they looked to her as a maternal figure they had never known. (Y/N) nurtured them with her wisdom, guided them with her love, and in return, the twins showered her with unwavering loyalty and adoration.
In the shadowed halls of the Volturi castle, an intricate dance of relationships unfolded. Kings and guards, vampire and human, became bound by bonds that defied tradition and expectation. (Y/N) stood at the heart of it all, an unwitting catalyst for change and unity.
As the days turned to nights, and (Y/N)'s presence continued to weave its magic, none could anticipate the challenges that lay ahead. Threats both old and new would test the strength of their bonds, and the very fabric of their existence would be shaken.
But in that moment, as the castle's stone walls whispered secrets of centuries past, the Volturi kings and their beloved human mate reveled in the newfound harmony they had forged. They were yet to understand that this harmony would become their greatest strength in the trials that awaited them.
In the heart of the grand Volturi castle, (Y/N)'s presence continued to illuminate the lives of both kings and guards. The bond she shared with Aro, Marcus, and Caius flourished, growing stronger with each passing day. It was a connection that transcended time, defying the very laws that governed their supernatural existence.
As (Y/N) navigated the intricacies of the immortal world, she found herself drawn into the lives of the twins, Alec and Jane. Their once-uncertain existence had transformed into one filled with warmth and acceptance, all thanks to the woman who looked upon them with the eyes of a guardian. She provided guidance, friendship, and a motherly love they had never experienced.
Alec and Jane, once feared for their devastating abilities, now wielded their powers with control and restraint, a testament to (Y/N)'s patient guidance. They had found in her the stability they needed, a figure of trust they could confide in and look up to.
Felix and Demetri, too, had been touched by (Y/N)'s presence. Felix's exterior, once unyielding, softened in the glow of her compassion. He had found solace in her calming influence, a touchstone of gentleness amid the tumultuous world he inhabited. Demetri, with his unerring tracking skills, marveled at (Y/N)'s strength and resilience. He respected her as an equal, an ally, and a friend.
As days turned to nights and the castle's halls echoed with secrets, (Y/N) embraced her role within the Volturi's inner circle. The kings, once distant figures of power, now confided in her their thoughts and hopes, their fears and aspirations. Their bond with her had opened a door to vulnerability, allowing them to share a side of themselves that had long remained hidden.
However, the tranquility that (Y/N) had brought to the Volturi world would soon be disrupted by shadows that lurked on the horizon. Rumors of a rising force, one that sought to challenge the very foundations of their rule, began to circulate. It was a threat that no one could ignore, and the unity forged among kings, guards, and their human mate would be put to the test.
As tension mounted, the intricate relationships woven within the castle walls would be shaken to their core. Loyalties would be questioned, and the limits of love and friendship would be pushed to their breaking point. The kings and their newfound family, bound by love rather than blood, would have to stand together to face the storm that approached.
And so, as the sun dipped below the horizon and cast long shadows across the ancient city, the Volturi prepared to confront a challenge that would either strengthen their bonds beyond measure or shatter the delicate harmony they had built. (Y/N)'s presence, once an unexpected thread in the fabric of their lives, would prove to be the source of strength that held them together in the face of adversity.
Within the towering walls of the Volturi castle, a sense of anticipation hung in the air. As (Y/N) moved through the grand halls, her steps were now accompanied by an underlying tension. The threat that loomed on the horizon was palpable, casting a shadow over the unity she had helped foster.
The kings, Aro, Marcus, and Caius, convened in their private chamber, their expressions etched with a rare mixture of concern and determination. (Y/N) was there, a steadfast presence amidst their deliberations, a living testament to the bonds they had forged.
Aro's eyes gleamed with his usual curiosity, though there was an edge of worry that betrayed his usual confidence. Marcus, ever the observer, seemed to contemplate the future with a weight that surpassed his years. Caius, the embodiment of authority, clenched his jaw, his resolve unwavering in the face of impending conflict.
Beside them, Alec and Jane stood, their faces a mirror of their guardians'. The twins who had found a maternal figure in (Y/N) were now mature beyond their years, their commitment to the family they had formed unwavering. Felix and Demetri flanked the group, their expressions a mixture of vigilance and readiness, ever prepared to defend those they held dear.
As the kings deliberated, (Y/N)'s gaze shifted to the window, her thoughts a whirlwind of emotions. She had become a part of this intricate tapestry, her life interwoven with those of kings and guards alike. The unity they had cultivated was a source of strength, but it was about to be tested in ways they couldn't predict.
News had reached the Volturi of a faction that sought to challenge their dominion, a group that believed their way of life was threatened by the kings' rule. The realization that their world could be on the brink of upheaval sent ripples of tension through the castle's inhabitants.
With a sense of resolve, Aro turned his gaze toward (Y/N), his voice steady yet tinged with urgency. "My dear (Y/N)," he began, "we are faced with a challenge that demands our unity. The bonds we have formed must not falter in the face of adversity."
Marcus, his usually somber eyes showing a glimmer of determination, continued, "We have faced countless challenges throughout history. Our strength lies in our ability to stand together."
Caius, the embodiment of authority, spoke with a conviction that sent shivers down the spines of all present. "We must protect what we've built, even if it means confronting those who seek to undermine us."
And so, a plan began to take shape, a strategy that relied on the unique strengths of each individual. (Y/N)'s role in this impending conflict was not to be underestimated; her presence had already proven to be a beacon of strength, a source of inspiration for those who fought beside her.
As the sun dipped below the horizon and cast long shadows across the castle walls, a sense of anticipation settled over the Volturi stronghold. Bonds forged through love and shared purpose would soon be put to the test, as the unity of kings, guards, and their human mate stood against the gathering storm.
And as the first drops of rain began to fall, (Y/N) braced herself for the challenges ahead, ready to stand by the side of those she held dear and face whatever trials fate had in store.
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broken bones [volturi kings]
description: Hii! Can you write poly volturi kings with a mate who broke her arm because i broke mine recently and i feel like shit. Thank you and you dont have to do this if you dont want to <33
requested by: anon
warnings: none
A heavy sigh escaped your mouth when the door to your shared rooms was opened, signaling the arrival of your three mates yet again. Don't get me wrong - you loved your kings with every piece of you but sometimes they were very, very overbearing.
You had only broken your arm, it wasn't like you were on your death bed!
While you couldn't say you didn't appreciate them and their constant care, you were still capable of doing most things, since thankfully your non-dominant arm was the one injured.
And still, when they each came into view carrying various things, you couldn't help but smile. Marcus was carrying an ice pack, having been told from the doctor that icing it at least once a day was good for the healing. Caius had a book in his hand as he had been set on keeping you company since the incident had occurred and reading to you was a favorite pastime of both of you. And Aro was carrying a glass of what seemed to be your favorite drink, as well as the pain killers you had been prescribed.
"I love you all." You cooed at them, not being able to help the way your heart warmed when they beamed back at you. "I really, really do."
"We love you just as much, my dear." Marcus leaned over you to place a kiss on your head before very gently lifting your arm off the pillow it was resting on to set the ice down. You set your cast back on top of the ice, thanking your mate as you did.
"You know you really don't have to do this for me." You told them as you took the glass from Aro as well as the pills. "I appreciate all your help but I do have one working arm."
"Very true, but you need all the rest you can get in order to heal." He told you, nodding in approval after you swallowed your meds. You held your glass close to you, savoring the taste of your favorite drink.
"And it gives us an excuse to spend a little extra time with you." Caius pointed out as he cuddled up next to you on the sofa and pulled your blanket around you tighter before he opened the book. "So quit your complaining and enjoy our company."
You couldn't help the laugh that bubbled out of you and you motioned for Aro and Marcus to join you on the couch with Caius. You reached to each of them to plant kisses on their cheeks before settling back down. "I'd never dare."
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Foreign Exchange Student
Word Count: 6,301 Demetri x Reader Oneshot Warnings: Fluff, angst
Matt was 17 years old when he was turned, collateral damage after two vampires killed his parents and him, or so they thought. Matt had woken up alone and scared and had run into Carlisle outside Fork’s General Hospital. Carlisle explained to him that he was a vampire and that was the reason why he was craving blood. “If you want to stay in the area, you will need to be better at hunting and disposing of your meal or you’ll attract the attention of the Volturi and that won’t end well for you” “Who are the Volturi?” Matt asked “They are the governing body of our world and while there are not many rules to follow but they are enforced, so it’s best to learn them and stay under their radar.” “Ok, thank you for telling me and for the advice” Matt replied as he and Carlisle walked towards Carlisle’s car.
Carlisle took Matt home with him and he and Esme informed Matt all about vampires, their laws and that they were vegetarian by feeding on animals. Matt understood the rules and was aware of the treaty and although he gained self-control around humans rather quickly, he still craved the human blood diet after sticking to the vegetarian diet for a year. After a long talk Esme, Carlisle and Matt left things in an amicable way before he left to go to Volterra, wanting to meet the Kings and learn more about this new world.
Matt was accepted into the guard as Caius was impressed with Matt’s curiosity of the Volturi, their laws and the fact that he chose the traditional vampire diet over the unconventional vegetarian diet. ‘Caius 1 – Carlisle 0’ He thought to himself with a smile.
The Kings had allowed Matt to go to college and as a result he ended up being chosen as part of the foreign exchange programme, where he and a human girl would swap homes for twelve weeks. The Kings were not entirely convinced it was a good idea but Matt pleaded his case as he would be in Seattle, which meant his secret was less likely to be exposed due to the wet and cold weather. “I have enough self-control not to eat the human family I’d be staying with, not to mention Carlisle Cullen is only a short running distance from where I’ll be if I need help or anything. Also, I’m sure that the guards here can help you keep our secret from the human girl.” The Kings nodded “Very true and it was Carlisle who helped you get control in the first place despite not being your sire. We will do everything we can to ensure she doesn’t learn of our secret so she can return home at the end of her stay” Matt nodded as Marcus spoke “As we are allowing you to take part in this programme you must check in with us regularly” Caius added and Matt nodded as he replied “I understand and thank you masters.”
Marcus’ wing had an empty room that wasn’t being used for anything and so he offered it to be used by Y/N for the duration of her stay. Due to Marcus’ good level of self-control around humans his brothers did not question this generous offer. “The girl will be safer in my wing of the castle than in one of the guest rooms on the lower floors” “Agreed brother” Aro replied with a smile.
Heidi and Chelsea redecorated the room and made it a little more modern as it hadn’t been touched for centuries. The walls were painted a soft grey and a pair of silver and white curtains hung over the balcony doors. The bathroom was painted cream and new towels and flannels were bought along with new bedspreads, one was grey with soft pink flowers, one was cream with grey stripes and the last was pale pink with silver swirls. A large cream and grey fluffy rug was placed in front of the fireplace and Chelsea got Afton to put up some shelves so she could put some books in the room, thus giving Y/N something to do when she wasn’t doing schoolwork.
Y/N arrived in Volterra mid-November ready to spend twelve weeks with her ‘new’ family whilst Matt had gone to stay with her family courtesy of the foreign exchange programme. Santiago and Chelsea went to collect Y/N from the airport. Chelsea held up the sign with Y/N’s name on and watched as she made their way towards them with a small smile ‘nerves I bet’ Chelsea thought to herself. “Hello Y/N I’m Chelsea and this is Santiago, it’s very nice to meet you” “It’s nice to meet you too” Y/N replied.
Although the Volturi were prepared for a human to stay with them for twelve weeks, nothing prepared them for what happened on her first night at the castle.
Once back at the castle Chelsea took Y/N to the throne room to meet Aro and Caius whilst Santiago took her luggage up to her room. Santiago knocked on the door to Marcus’ private study and was greeted by Demetri, Marcus’ personal guard. “Evening Santiago, everything ok?” “Evening Demetri and yes everything’s ok. I just wanted to let Marcus know that Y/N has arrived and is in the throne room being introduced to Aro and Caius” Santiago replied. “Lovely, we’ll come down to meet her” Marcus called out softly as he rose from his desk and made his way to the door.
The atmosphere in the throne changed the moment Marcus and Demetri entered the throne room. Demetri felt a new tenor reaching out to him, no calling to him and he realised almost instantly who the new tenor belonged to as Y/N was the only new person in the room. “Ahh brother you’re back. Come meet Y/N” Aro says with a smile and Marcus makes his way up to his throne, Demetri following him but stopping beside Y/N, turning to look at her “Y/N meet Demetri, he’s one of the elite guards and Marcus’ bodyguard” Aro says pointing at Demetri. Y/N turns to look at the person standing next to her and her breath catches in her throat unable to speak. Marcus smiles knowingly and taps Aro’s shoulder as he holds out his other hand.
“Hello Y/N, it’s nice to meet you” Demetri says with a smile “It-It’s nice to meet you too” She replies looking up at him with a small smile of her own. “Well, our secret will need to be shared now” Aro said low to Marcus who nodded. Caius’ gaze went from his brothers to Demetri and Y/N and back again and then it clicked. He stood from his throne and approached his brothers “Are they mates brother?” He asked low looking at Marcus, who nodded. “That’ll make the next twelve weeks a little easier round here” Caius replied. “Y/N, I’d like you to meet my brother Marcus” Aro said, gaining her attention. Y/N turned to face the Kings and smiled at Marcus “It’s nice to meet you” “And you my dear” He replied smiling before turning to Demetri and giving him a knowing smile and a nod. “Demetri, please show Y/N to her room, she must want to rest after her long flight. I’ll meet you back in my study shortly” Marcus said softly “Yes master” Demetri replied and turned to face Y/N “If you want to follow me” She nodded and followed him, thanking him for holding the throne room door open for her.
Demetri pointed out things about the castle along the way, like how old certain paintings or tapestries were. He even showed her the three suits of armour but neglected to mention they were worn by the Kings during the fourteenth century after Aro saw humans wearing them in battle and thought it’d be fun to wear them in mock battles / training sessions in the castle gardens. He chuckled low at the memory.
“This is the West wing and this your room. You share the wing with Marcus” Demetri said as he opened the door for her. “Thank you for showing me to my room” She smiled at up him, oh how he loved her smile already. Demetri resisted the urge to pick her up and carry her to his room, fighting his instincts to have her close to him where he could protect her. “You’re welcome Y/N, goodnight” “Goodnight Demetri.” He closed the door behind him and made his way to Marcus’ study, wanting nothing to more than to talk with the King and have him confirm that Y/N really is his mate.
“Ah Demetri, I trust Y/N is settled into her room” Marcus said as the tracker entered his study “Yes, she is…” “What’s on your mind?” Marcus asked “I like her, I mean really like her. I want her close to me, want to protect her but I don’t dare believe I’m lucky enough to call her my mate” Demetri replied “Well believe me, she is your mate and you have our blessing to tell her about mates, vampires and our world. Also we are giving you two weeks off so you can get to know her initially without your duties getting in the way” Demetri’s mouth fell open in shock and Marcus laughed “Take a seat, I’m guessing you have questions” Demetri nodded and sat in the chair opposite Marcus. “Thank you for the time off it’s appreciated and yes I do have a few questions” Marcus nodded for him to continue “How would you suggest I tell her we’re mates; I mean I only met her an hour ago and yet I’m already drawn to her? How do I tell her that vampires really exist and that we survive on human blood without scaring her? How do I tell her that all I want to do is to be near her, hold her, protect her?” Marcus chuckled again “Let’s answer them one at a time” Demetri nodded and waited for Marcus to speak again.
“Firstly, I suggest that tomorrow you give her a proper tour of the castle and the grounds and introduce her to Gianna. Whilst doing this ask her questions about herself, her likes, dislikes, hobbies etc and she will no doubt answer you and ask you those things in return, thus you getting to know one another without any pressure. Secondly, tell her about vampires including that we have soulmates, be sure to mention that we only get one in our lifetime and mates are to be loved and protected forever. Also tell her about our diet but make sure you tell her she is safe with us, that no harm will befall her. Gianna will also be proof that she is safe. We can give her a history lesson once she’s been here a while. Thirdly, tell her that she is your mate, remind her of your previous conversation about mates, about the fact you will be protective of her whether she be human or vampire. Just to clarify only step one is to be executed tomorrow.” Demetri nodded “Step two can be done the day after and step three can be done after a month, this will have given her time to get to know you and come to trust you” “Thank you for your advice, truly. Please forgive me for asking this as I know it probably goes without saying but please keep her safe whilst she’s here sharing your wing…until I am able to have her with me in my quarters” “No forgiveness needed dear boy. I would have been disappointed in you if you hadn’t asked me to keep her safe” Marcus replied “Really?” “Yes, really. I know I said before she arrived that she’d be safe here with me but things have changed, she is your mate, your one true love and I would expect you to want her to be kept safe both with and without your presence” “Thank you again master, I am very grateful.” Marcus nodded and they sat in a comfortable silence for a bit as they both digested this evening’s revelation.
The following morning Demetri knocked on Y/N’s door with a tray of food. “Good morning Y/N, I have bought you breakfast” “Good morning Demetri, thank you that’s really kind of you” She smiled and stepped back allowing him to enter her room. “Heidi and Chelsea did a good job with the room” He mused aloud and she nodded “I like the colour scheme; it suits the room don’t you think?” He nodded and smiled at her “It does yes, who thought grey, pink and cream would be such a good combination.”
Y/N ate her breakfast as Demetri read one of the books from the shelves. “I thought I would give you a proper tour of the castle and the grounds, what do you think?” “I’d like that, thank you” She replied and smiled at him again. ‘I hope she still smiles at me tomorrow when I tell her vampires exist, that I’m a vampire, that everyone here is a vampire, excluding Gianna’ He thought to himself, his own smile fading a little.
As he gave her a tour off the castle they spoke about their favourite things, their hobbies and she asked about his job at the castle. Demetri found it very easy to talk to her despite the noticeable age gap between them, although Y/N was unaware of his true age. He discovered that he and his mate had lots in common and the few differences they had would only make life more interesting as the years went on.
Demetri took Y/N out into the garden and showed her over to the Queen’s prized Roses and took a seat on the bench there. “Y/N there are a few things we need to discuss” “Ok, I’m listening” She replied and turned to face him. “I need you to hear me out before you react and please know you are safe here. I promise” “O-ok” She moved back on the bench a little and he could tell that she seemed a little nervous now and he cursed himself for being the reason. He took a deep unneeded breath before speaking. “I am a vampire, everyone here in the castle are vampires with the exception of Gianna. She is human, the same as you.” Y/N laughed thinking he was joking with her but he didn’t smile or laugh along with her. “You’re not joking, are you?” “No, Y/N I’m not” He replied and watched for her reaction “You said to hear you out and to know that I am safe here, what else do I need to know?” He could tell from her voice and the change in her posture that she was unsure if she wanted to know the answer. “Vampires are immortal and we survive by drinking blood. Myself and my family survive on the traditional diet of human blood…” He noticed Y/N’s eyes widen and he quickly but gently took her hand in his, letting his thumbs rub soothing circles on her hand. “…You are safe here remember, just as Gianna is. Noone at the castle will harm you and your parents are safe with Matt too” “My-my parents. They-they have a vampire living with them…I-I need to tell them…” “You can’t tell them Y/N. The existence of vampires must be kept a secret” “But-but you’ve told me” “That’s because there’s an entire castle full of us, how long do you think it would be until one of them let slip our secret. Matt has good self-control around humans and we have friends in the area who are vegetarian if he needs help in regards to hunting…” “Friends in the area? You mean I’ve been living near vampires and not known it?” She asked cutting him off, shock clearly showing on her face and he nodded “Yes…” “Wait. Hold up. You said your friends were vegetarian. How can vampires be vegetarian?” She cut him off again and he chuckled “They are vegetarian because they feed on the blood of animals instead of humans.” Y/N’s mouth fell open slightly in shock.
A few moments of silence settled between them as she tried to understand what Demetri had just told her. “Are you ok Y/N?” His voice low, concern etched onto his face “I-I think so. It-it’s a lot to take in you know. I mean I thought vampires were characters from literature but it turns out you’re walking around amongst us humans and we don’t even know it” “I can understand that. It was a big shock when I found out about vampires after I was turned” He replied “Can I ask how long you’ve been a vampire? Unless that’s rude to ask then don’t worry” He chuckled again, finding her curiosity endearing “It’s not rude to ask and I’ve been a vampire for over a 1000 years now” “WOW!” She was clearly shocked by his answer “Well you don’t look that old, you’ve aged well Demetri” She complimented him and if he could have blushed, he would have. “Thank you, Y/N. Vampires are frozen at the age they were, when they are turned” “Oh, well that makes sense I suppose. How old were you when you became immortal?” “I was 21 at the time” “Ah I see, that explains why you look so good for your age” Again, if he could have blushed his cheeks would be rosy “You look very good for your age too Y/N” He replied with a smile and her cheeks took on a light blush at his words.
“Is there anything else I need to know about vampires?” “Yes, actually quite a bit but some of it can wait for another day” He replied and watched as she moved a little closer to him “Can you tell me the stuff that can’t wait for another day?” He smiled and nodded at her, pleased she was taking the news well. “Vampires have mates, soulmates to be exact and we only get one mate in our lifetime…” She nodded in understanding as he continued speaking “…Mates are very precious to one another and are loved and protected for forever.” “Forever is such a long time, what would happen if you fell out of love with one another?” “It doesn’t happen darling. Mates are for life, for eternity really. That’s why we only get one. If we lose our mate, we never get over it. Sadness, loneliness and eventually a deep depression befalls us. I’ve known a few vampires who have lost their mate and they have dealt with it differently” Y/N shifted a little closer and rested her other hand on his “The idea of soulmates sounds so romantic, to be loved and cherished forever would be every girl’s dream…and boy’s I’m sure…” He chuckled lightly as she added the last bit hurriedly “…But the consequences that befall your kind if you lose a mate sound horrible, unbearable even” “It is. Marcus lost his mate long before I joined the family and he hasn’t got over it but then the love the two of them shared was very deep, from what I have been told.” Y/N’s eyes became glassy “Poor Marcus. I can’t believe he has to spend the rest of his existence alone” Demetri hesitantly wiped away the lone tear that fell down her cheek ‘Bless her kind heart and soul’ he thought to himself, a small smile settled on his face.
Over the course of the week Y/N spent time with Demetri and they got to know one another better. He gave her a tour of the city on a cloudy day, wanting to show her what the city had to offer. “Why can we only leave the castle on a cloudy day?” “Because despite what literature would have you believe Vampires do not burn in sunlight and turn to ash…we sparkle” Y/N’s face broke into a wide smile and couldn’t help giggling “I’m being serious Y/N, I sparkle in sunlight and if we had left the castle yesterday I would have exposed my kind and I would have been punished severely” He replied and she stopped laughing, noticing a serious look settling on his face. “How severely are we talking?” “Dismemberment and thrown in the dungeon for a few decades, a century maybe…at least or…” “Or what?” “Death. I would be torn apart and the pieces burnt. Burning us is the only way to kill us” The shock that crossed her face and the hurt look in her eyes told him that she felt something for him, he just couldn’t say what that something was.
That evening Felix stopped by for a visit and terrified Y/N when his booming voice sounded behind her. “Hello little human. You smell delicious” Y/N jumped, a scream left her lips and Demetri was by her side in a flash, growling at Felix. “FELIX! REALLY?” He turned his back to his friend, placing his hands gently on her arms and rubbing them gently to calm her “Y/N it’s ok, Felix is my friend and that was his way of saying hello…” She nodded as she placed her hands on his arms “…He’s not the brightest of vampires at times” “HEY! I resent that D” Felix called back before slowly stepping into the room and approaching Y/N and Demetri. “I am sorry I scared you…but you do smell delicious by the way…” “FELIX!” “…But I would never harm you. I promise” He added with a smile and watched as Y/N nodded slowly “Hello Felix” Her voice soft and quiet. Demetri wanted to hit his friend for scaring his mate, but neither Felix nor Y/N knew what she was to him yet and so he took an unneeded breath and counted to ten in his head.
Later that night Demetri paid Felix a visit to his room “We need to talk” “Hello to you D” Felix replied sarcastically “Hello Fe” “What would you like to talk to me about?” “Y/N is my mate and although she doesn’t know it yet, I won’t stand for anyone scaring her or harming her…” Demetri stepped closer to Felix and poked his chest as he continued to speak “…And.that.includes.you” “Ok D. I’m sorry I didn’t mean to scare her and you know I’d never hurt her…your mate or not, she’s under the King’s protection for as long as she’s here” “I’m aware of that Fe…” Demetri couldn’t help growling at his friend as he continued to talk “…But she’s mine and I will protect her forever” Felix took a step back “Relax D. She’s safe with me and I’ll protect her too. I promise” Demetri nodded “Thank you” “You’re welcome and if you’ve finished growling at me, how about a game of cards?” Felix asked, his tone light. Demetri chuckled “Sounds good.”
Y/N went to Demetri’s room, curious to check out his book collection as he had mentioned he had a few bookcases in his room full of different genres. “It’s a like a mini library, I could stay here all day and read” She said over her shoulder, a light chuckle escaping her. “Then why don’t you? Spend the day in here with me…I mean?” He asked, his voice got lower as he spoke suddenly feeling a little unsure of himself. She turned to face him with a big smile on her face “Really? You don’t mind?” Demetri chuckled “I wouldn’t have asked if I did darling” She nodded and sat on the sofa with a book and watched as Demetri added a few logs to the fire before joining her on the sofa with a book of his own, pleased he got to spend another day alone with his mate.
Y/N had been at the castle for about a month and had become close friends with Demetri and Heidi. Felix still made her a little nervous although she tried hard to not show it. Alec and Jane were polite to her whenever they saw her but they were not ready to take the next step of befriending her. Demetri was ok with this for now as it meant he go to spend more time with her, something that he greatly enjoyed and appreciated. “So…when are you going to tell Y/N that you’re mates?” Heidi asked as Demetri and her made their way to greet to the ‘tourists’ “Soon, I’m just waiting for the right moment” He replied “Mmm, ok” Heidi replied, knowing that Demetri was stalling because he was worried that Y/N may not want him that way.
A few days later Demetri returned to his room after Guard duty to find Y/N studying in his room “Hope you don’t mind but I needed this book of yours and your room is quieter than the library. Afton, Felix and a few of the others were having a ‘discussion’…” Y/N used air quotes “…about Animal Farm. Apparently Felix is not convinced that it is a book with political themes as it involves farmyard animals…” Demetri could see the amusement shining in her eyes as she spoke “…Afton and the others are trying to explain / convince him that the author used the animals to portray the political views as he thought it would make the topic easier to digest” “I’m going to assume it got rather loud then” He chuckled and she nodded “If you want me to leave so you can relax I will and I’ll return your book tomorrow” Y/N said and began to close her laptop and books. Demetri placed his hand on hers gently as he spoke “You are welcome in here anytime darling, you know that” “But…” “But nothing” He cut her off “I’m going for a shower and to change and you’re going to continue working on that essay” “Are you sure? I know you’ve had a long day” “I’m sure” He replied smiling, liking how her scent filled his room. Y/N nodded and got to back to work “Enjoy your shower” “I will” He replied and made his way to the bathroom to freshen up.
Y/N ate dinner in Demetri’s room whilst she studied. Demetri was at his desk sorting out paperwork but couldn’t help looking over at her every few minutes. “You ok Dem?” Y/N asked “Hmm?” Demetri replied, he had become distracted “I’ve been trying to get your attention but you seem to be in your own little world” She chuckled “Sorry” “Don’t be. I just wanted to say my essay is done and I’m going to give you your room back” “NO” His reply louder than intended “Sorry” He stood and took her hand in his “You don’t have to go Y/N, stay…relax…please” Y/N chuckled “Ok, ok I’ll stay and keep you company Dem” She patted his chest before turning around and walking towards the sofa. Demetri took a book from one of his bookshelves before taking a seat next to Y/N on the sofa and reading to her aloud.
Y/N woke up in Demetri’s arms in the early hours of the morning and smiled seeing his arms still wrapped around her as they laid on the sofa. “Sorry I feel asleep Dem” Her voice held a sleepy tone to it “Don’t be, this is the closest I’ve gotten to sleep in about a thousand years” He replied low and she chuckled “Well, I’ll just go back to sleep then and let you continue to ‘sleep’ too” “Sounds good to me, although I think I’ll move us to the bed as there’s more room…” “As long as I can still sleep in your arms” “That’s a definite darling, don’t worry about that” He lifted her into his arms and carried her to his bed. He pulled back the duvet and gently laid her down before climbing in beside her, pulling the duvet over them. She moved closer to him and he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close “Goodnight darling” “Goodnight Dem.” Y/N felt safe with Demetri even when she was asleep, something that surprised her considering he was a vampire who survived on human blood.
The next morning Demetri decided that Y/N needed to know that she was his mate as he wanted to start their forever together. “Y/N I need to tell you something, it’s important” “Ok, I’m listening Dem” She replied as she turned to face him giving him her full attention. “Do you remember the conversation we had about vampires and mates?” She nodded and he continued “Y/N you are my mate, my soulmate…” “Well that explains why I find myself falling in love with you so quickly” She said cutting him off and watched as his lips curved into a big smile “I’m falling in love with you too and I will always protect you whether you’re human or vampire” He replied and leant forward pressing his lips to hers in a soft and loving kiss. He pulled back allowing her to breathe before leaning back in for another kiss. He pulled away again and gently rested his forehead against hers. “Move into my room darling” “I-I’m not ready for that but how do you feel about regular sleepovers?” He thought for a moment and then nodded “It’s a good compromise darling” She smiled back at him “Thank you for understanding Dem” “Always darling.”
Two days later Demetri took Y/N out on their first official date starting at the Natural History Museum as she had mentioned about a new exhibit that had been unveiled recently. They then walked around the old, cobbled streets and Y/N noticed the market stalls. They walked hand in hand browsing at what the stalls had to offer and Demetri noticed a jewellery stall and bought her a gold heart-shaped locket. He put it in his pocket quickly so she wouldn’t see it as she approached him and slipped her arm through his.
Once they arrived back at the castle Demetri took her to the kitchen and the first thing she noticed was that one of the tables was covered in a white table cloth with a silver candelabra sitting in the middle of the table. Two sets of silver cutlery were laid on the table beside white plates placed on silver placemats. The smell of Lasagne and garlic bread filled the air and Y/N’s stomach grumbled low. “I think someone is hungry” Demetri spoke low in her ear and she nodded “It smells wonderful.” “Please take a seat and dinner will be served” Gianna said softly as she entered the room, Heidi following behind her. Heidi had laid the table exactly as Demetri has asked and Gianna had cooked Y/N’s favourite meal along with a Banana Rum cake for dessert. Heidi opened a bottle of wine and poured Y/N and Demetri a glass each. “This is amazing Dem, thank you” “You’re welcome mi amore” He replied with a loving smile. “Thank you Heidi, Gianna for helping him” “It was our pleasure hunny” Heidi replied and Gianna nodded “I also get to eat the lovely meal I prepared for you so it’s a win win for me” She chuckled “Dinner is delicious G” Y/N complimented with a smile “Just wait till you get to the dessert” Y/N nodded and smiled at her.
Once they had finished dinner they made their way upstairs and Demetri led her to his room, closing the door behind them. Y/N took a seat on the sofa and waited for Demetri to join her. “I have something for you darling” He reached into his pocket and pulled out the box and handed it to her. She opened the box and a gasp slipped from her lips “It’s beautiful, thank you Dem” She leant forward and kissed him “I love you” He kissed her back “I love you too darling.”
Over the next two months when Demetri wasn’t on guard duty or missions and Y/N wasn’t busy studying, they worked on building their relationship wanting it to be strong enough to survive being apart once she returned home to finish the academic year. “Mates don’t well apart but we’ll text and speak on the phone daily and when I’m able I will come visit you in Forks” Demetri said trying to sound upbeat when really he was sad at having to be apart from his mate. “Exactly, we’ll make this work Dem, I promise” She replied before going on her tip toes and kissing him, his hands going to her waist to pull her flush against his body.
Y/N’s last day in Volterra came too quickly for her and Demetri’s liking. “You all packed?” Felix asked from the doorway “Yep” Y/N replied over her shoulder “D will be ok. I’ll look after him” Felix said as he came to stand behind her, resting a hand gently on her shoulder “You’ll be ok too. You’ll have your family and friends to look after you” Y/N nodded in response, feeling tears building behind her eyes. She took one last look around the room ensuring she hadn’t left anything behind before taking a deep breath and following Felix downstairs to the throne room.
“I’m going to miss having you around my dear” Marcus said to Y/N as he gently wrapped his arms around her “Just remember this is your home and we cannot wait until you are back with us” Aro said as he hugged Y/N goodbye “Yes, the castle will definitely be quieter without you here…and I’m not sure that I like that” Caius added as he gave her a quick one armed hug “Safe travels my dear and come back home as soon as you can” Athenodora said as she and Sulpicia both wrapped Y/N in a tight hug. “I’m going to miss you all as well” Y/N replied, knowing she was going to miss the castle full of vampires.
Once Y/N had said goodbye to everyone Demetri took her hand in his and led her to the castle doors. He pulled her into his arms wrapping them tightly around her although being careful not to hurt her. “I’m going to miss you Dem, so very much” Her voice muffled slightly as she nuzzled into him “I’m going to miss you too darling. I wish you could stay” He kissed the top of her head “Me too but I can’t, I have to return home so I can graduate” “I know, I know” His voice low. He pulled back a little and captured her lips in a loving kiss “I love you my darling” Tears slipped down her cheeks “I love you too Dem.” He cupped her face in his hands and gently wiped away the tears with his thumbs.
Demetri and Y/N struggled to be apart as they and everyone else knew they would, the silver lining being that this time apart was just a temporary situation. Y/N cried herself to sleep most nights as she missed him, missed being around him and felt hollow inside, like a part of her was missing. Demetri felt like he had been ripped in two, he missed being with Y/N, missed seeing her around the castle and in his room especially since her scent had faded from his room weeks ago.
They both were counting down the days until they could be reunited forever. “Two weeks left” Demetri said aloud as he crossed another day off the calendar. He looked around his room and smiled at the few feminine touches he had added ready for Y/N’s return. He had bought a few fluffy blankets and some throw pillows as he knew that she liked to snuggle up on the sofa with a good book after a hard day studying. He also got Heidi to buy some dresses for Y/N so she had something nice to wear for their upcoming dates.
Demetri drove to the airport to collect Y/N despite originally asking Santiago to go as he was meant to be on duty but Santiago declined and offered to do his shift instead. “Go collect your girl, I’ll do your shift” “Really?” “Yea, but you owe me one” Santiago called as Demetri sprinted towards the underground garage.
Once Y/N had collected her suitcase and cleared customs she made her way outside the airport expecting to see Santiago but was surprised when she heard a familiar voice “Hello darling” She spun around quickly and smiled “Demi” She called out as she ran to him, he caught her easily and spun around with her in his arms. He put her down and captured her lips with his, the kiss was hot and needy “MINE” He growled in her ear as he buried his head in the crook of her neck “Always” She replies kissing his cheek and wrapping her arms around his waist tightly.
Once back at the castle Demetri parks his car and pulls Y/N into his arms “Dem” She squeals in surprise and feels her mate’s arms wrap around her firmly. They breathed in each other’s scents and Y/N felt her stomach drop as she remembered that she would have to sleep alone again tonight despite being back in the castle. Demetri picked up the subtle change in Y/N’s demeanour following their embrace and knew what was bothering her. “Move into my quarters darling” “Sorry” Y/N replied shaking her head, thinking she had heard him wrong. “Move into my quarters darling” He repeated himself “On one condition” She replied quickly “Anything, it’s yours” He replied just as quickly and she chuckled before replying “I want to sleep in your arms every night…whilst I’m human at least” “Darling, I will hold you in my arms every night for eternity” He replied before capturing her lips in a loving kiss. Eternity just got a little sweeter for both of them.
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