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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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the-desilittle-bird · 1 year

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denalilily · 5 months

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🤍 About Me 🤍

hi I'm Lily and welcome to my blog!! I joined last summer and am lovin it. tumblr is literally my job. like, seriously. I post every single day. I mostly reblog twilight posts and all my original content is about twilight. I mainly create memes and gifsets, but I also write fanfiction (oneshots here and a wip on ao3). my favorite characters are the denali sisters and my otp is kate & garrett so most of my content is about them! other stuff you might find on my blog include: funny posts, poems, positivity & mental health support, art, lgbt stuff, games and more. I love the community on tumblr and always happy to make new friends/mutuals, so if you dig my vibe feel free to message me! and if you're a twilight fan.....

I run a discord server for twilight blogs to come together and chat, so if you're interested in getting to know your mutuals, making new friends and discussing twilight stuff message me for the link!

my fav characters: Kate, Garrett, Tanya, Alice, Riley, Carlisle, Charlie, Bree, Leah, Demetri, Mike, Jessica, J Jenks, the blond kid who plays Spiderman

my fav ships: Kate/Garrett, Tanya/Bella, Alice/Demetri

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Hasta la Vista, Baby (WIP fic)

The Hunter

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Volturi confrontation gifset (les mis edit)

Black Widow video edit of the Denali sisters

Garrett's quotes

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Breaking Dawn Christmas celebration drabble

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a Breaking Dawn AU crackfic

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raindancer2004 · 2 years

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The Tracker’s Daughter

Word Count: 5,057 Alec x reader Oneshot Warnings: Fluff, NSFW

Demetri had been around for over a thousand years and had undertaken many missions on behalf of the Volturi Kings in order to keep their world safe, a secret from the human world but nothing could have prepared him for the surprise he got during a mission in Oxford, England that he, Felix and the twins were on. He tracked some vampires who were on the Volturi’s radar for leaving a trail of dead bodies in their wake, more accurately in their homes without even attempting to dispose of them or cover their tracks. The human authorities were starting to take note of these ‘unexplained deaths’ and thought them to be the work of a serial killer.

Once the vampires were taken care of and the house was quiet the sound of a heartbeat could be heard “There’s a human in the house” Felix said as he turned his head towards the stairs “Really, what gave it away?” Jane asked sarcastically and Alec choked back a laugh as Demetri went upstairs to investigate “I’ll deal with it, start thinking of how you’re going to cover this up.”

Demetri followed the heartbeat to a room at the end of the hallway and carefully opened the door to reveal a child’s bedroom. The walls were painted pink and a wooden toy chest sat next to a small bookcase full of children’s books. Demetri felt his heart ache knowing what needed to be done. Killing human children was something Demetri avoided at all costs, seeing them as innocents and was glad that the Kings never allowed children to partake in the ‘tours’ of the castle.

Demetri slowly walked over to the bed and crouched down and lifting the duvet slightly noticed a three-year-old girl crying silently and began coaxing the little girl out from under her bed gently. “It’s ok…I’m not going to hurt you. I promise” His voice low as he didn’t want to scare her further. She scooted back towards the wall shaking her head. “My name is Demetri, what’s your name darling?” He asked softly “Y/N” She replied low after a few moments, her heartbeat fast due her being scared. He smiled at her warmly and held his hand out to her “Please come out Y/N so we can talk. I promise you are safe now” She looked up at him and soon as he looked into her eyes he felt something snap into place and all he could think about was keeping her safe. He held her close and breathed in her scent as he felt her tiny arms wrap tightly around his neck. “Let’s go home little one” He said softly and made his way downstairs. “What the…” “This is Y/N and she is coming home with me” Demetri cut off Felix off and he could tell by his friend’s tone that this was not up for discussion.

Demetri took Y/N home and raised her as his daughter as he thought this would be safer than leaving her to be discovered by the human authorities and them asking her questions which could lead to her telling them about him and the other vampires that had killed her family.

The Kings understood and supported Demetri’s decision to raise Y/N in the castle. “She will be loved and protected forever” Marcus smiled at Demetri seeing the start of a familial bond between the tracker and the human child. “We will look after her when you are away on missions” Athenodora said with a warm smile “Yes, and we will educate her in the castle” Sulpicia added, pointing to herself, Athenodora and the Kings. “Thank you for understanding the reason behind my decision and supporting me in raising her” Demetri smiled at the five royals and bowed his head “You are very welcome” Aro replied.

Y/N stayed in Demetri’s quarters with him and Jane offered to help him with her as he had no idea how to care for a child. “I bought her some clothes and pyjamas” Jane said to Demetri and watched Y/N curiously “Thank you Jane” He replied and took the bags from her. Jane offered to bath Y/N but she refused insisting Demetri had to do it. Once Demetri bathed her and got her dressed into her new pyjamas he read her a bedtime story and spent the night reading in bed beside her. She woke up in the night crying from a nightmare so he held her close soothing her back to sleep.

Time jump – Fourteen years later

Alec had always felt protective of Y/N as she grew up and found her fascinating and as she got older, he felt ‘drawn’ to her and couldn’t work out why, so he decided to speak to the one person he knew would likely have the answer.

He knocked on the door of Marcus’ private study and waited to be invited in “Come in” Marcus called out and Alec opened the door “Sorry to bother you master, but I need your help” “No trouble my boy, take a seat and tell me what’s bothering you” Marcus replied softly “It’s to do with Y/N” Alec began and Marcus nodded, trying to hide his smile “I have always felt protective of her and I care for her, although she never refers to me as her uncle as she does Felix…” “Does that bother you?” Marcus asks cutting him off “No, master. In fact, I’m glad she doesn’t…especially as I’m starting to feel ‘drawn’ to her…although I don’t know why” He replied “Don’t you? Can you not think of a reason for your feelings changing towards her now that she is grown up?” Marcus asked, curious to see if Alec would catch on. Alec sat there for a few moments thinking; realisation flashed through his eyes, something Marcus noticed “Mate. She’s…oh no…D-Demetri’s going to kill me…” Alec stuttered out, before swallowing hard “I don’t think he’ll like the idea of you of being mates, not at first…especially as you watched her grow up, but I don’t think he’ll kill you” Marcus replied softly as he rose and moved to sit in the chair beside Alec “He wouldn’t hurt her that way” Marcus added as he placed his hand on Alec’s arm “What should I do?” “Talk to Demetri about the situation before you speak with Y/N. He’ll appreciate that more than you know” Marcus advised “Are you sure about the bond?” Alec asked and Marcus raised an eyebrow “Sorry master” “Don’t be. I can confirm the mate ties are there and they will only get stronger as time goes on and the bond will fall into place when the time is right.” Alec nodded and felt nervous of what the future held for him and Y/N.

Alec made his way to Demetri’s room and took a deep unneeded breath before knocking on the door and opening it to reveal Demetri sitting at his desk. “Demetri can I have word with you please?” “Of course Alec. Come in” “Actually can we leave the castle, maybe go hunting? It’s a…private matter” “Ok, lets go Alec.” He replied and put his paperwork away and made his way to the door, grabbing his jacket from the coat stand. The two of them leave the castle and make their way to the Tuscan countryside, Alec trying to get his thoughts together along the way.

“Do you really want to hunt or just talk?” Demetri asked “T-talk please” Alec said feeling nervous “Ok, whenever you’re ready Alec” Demetri sat on a fallen tree waiting for Alec to start. “Demetri, I-I have found my mate…” “That’s great news Alec” Demetri cuts him off, smiling “I fear you may not be so happy for me once you learn who she is” Demetri stares at him for a moment thinking, observing Alec’s nervous behaviour. “It’s Y/N isn’t it?” He asks and Alec nods “I have always felt protective of her and I-I have only recently started to feel to drawn to her. Mar-Marcus confirmed it earlier today…” “He advised you to talk to me before you spoke to…” “Yes Demetri. The ties are there but…if you don’t approve, I will stay away” Alec cut him off this time “No, you won’t Alec, that’ll only hurt you both and I will not see my daughter hurt” “Thank you Demetri. You took the news better than I thought” “Well, Y/N was born to be with you. I won’t stand in the way of you and her being together. Just…don’t force it, let the bond form naturally. That’s all I ask” Alec smiled and nodded at Demetri, hoping Y/N will accept him as her mate as easily as Demetri accepted the news.

Demetri spoke to Heidi about Alec discovering that Y/N was his mate, needing to speak to someone about it. “Alec has spoken to me and advised that he has found his mate…in Y/N” Demetri paused and waited for her reaction “Has Marcus confirmed it?” “Yes, he has” “Dem, how long has Alec known?” “Not long, he had his suspicions and spoke to Marcus, and then to me. I have told Alec that I will not stand in his way of being with Y/N and I hope Jane doesn’t interfere either as it’ll only hurt Y/N and Alec in the long run.” Heidi nods and places her hand on his arm “At least we know he’ll love and protect her…and she’ll continue to live in the castle, which is a good thing” Demetri nodded and smiled at Heidi’s reply.

“Y/N, may I come in?” Alec asks as he knocks on her open bedroom door “Of course Alec” He enters her room and closes the door, taking a seat at the end of her bed. “I have something I need to talk to you about Y/N” “Sounds serious, are you ok?” She asks concerned “I’m ok…I need you to listen to what I’m going to tell you before you respond. Ok?” She nods and he continues “Y/N I have always felt protective of you, but more recently I have felt drawn to you...in a way I never would have thought possible” He paused trying to collect his thoughts for a moment “Y/N, I-I’m your…that is…you’re my mate” He was looking down at his hands and missed the smile she gave him “Alec” He didn’t look up at her, so she tried again “Alec, I accept you as my mate” His head whipped up, his eyes meeting hers, a look of shock etched onto his face “Wh-what did you say?” “I said I accept you as my mate” She repeated and leant forward to kiss his cheek, if he could have blushed, he would have.

Demetri heard the conversation and smiled, happy that Y/N accepted Alec and amused at the way Alec had told her ‘Not exactly the smoothest way to tell a girl she’s your mate” He thought to himself and chuckled low as he made his way back to his room.

Y/N and Alec had been dating for a little over a month when they shared their first kiss and it was awkward as hell for both of them, all tongues and teeth. “Should have asked Demetri for tips” Felix said laughing, Santiago nodded in agreement before adding “Oh wait, no you couldn’t cause you’re dating his daughter” Santiago and Felix continued to laugh “I hate the pair of you” Alec growled at them and left the room. “Practice makes perfect” Chelsea said as she passed him in the hall “Thanks” He mumbled in response.

Y/N was ready to take the next step in her relationship with Alec but was worried about it as her room was opposite her dad’s and her uncle Felix’s room was in between her dad and her boyfriend’s rooms. She decided to speak to Gianna as she was the only other human in the castle and not related to any of the vampires. “I see the predicament you are in, either way your dad and your uncle are going to hear you being intimate with Alec” “I know” Y/N put her head down, resting it on her arms on the table. “I have a few suggestions for you…” “I’m all ears” Y/N said lifting her head and cutting her off “…You could use one of the guest rooms in the East Wing of the castle or wait until your dad and Felix are on guard duty one night or away on a mission” “That won’t work with their hearing and I don’t want my first time interrupted by them walking in on us” Y/N replied before putting her head back on her arms. “Sorry sweetie, I don’t know what else to suggest” Gianna patted her head softly.

Unbeknown to Gianna and Y/N, Dora had been nearby and overheard their conversation and decided to step in and help her ‘granddaughter.’ She arranged a meeting with Caius, Aro and Marcus to discuss her idea, Sulpicia came along to support Dora’s idea. “Next Friday night I need you…” She looked and pointed at the three Kings in turn “…to send Demetri, Felix and Jane away for the weekend on a mission or something” “Why?” Caius asked confused “You didn’t mention Alec, why’s that?” Aro asked, curiosity shining in his ruby eyes. “Firstly, because I said I need the three of them gone for the weekend and secondly, I didn’t include Alec as he is needed here.” Marcus smiled knowingly and waited for his brothers to catch on. A few moments later, it clicked for them both “You want Demetri and Felix out of the way so Alec and Y/N can have some ‘alone’ time and by sending Jane with them, it’s less suspicious” Caius said “Exactly my love” Dora replied “So, are you going to help?” Sulpicia asked, eyeing her husband “Of course, consider it done darling” Aro responded.

Y/N couldn’t help feeling excited when she found out her dad and Felix were going to be on a mission the next weekend, and the fact that Jane was going too was a bonus as her room was the other side of Alec’s. Y/N’s nerves began to sink in the closer it got to the weekend but she was determined to progress her relationship with Alec. Alec on the other hand had no idea what Y/N was planning for their date night as she was worried he might accidentally spill the beans to his sister, Felix or Santiago.

Y/N had arranged dinner for two on Alec’s balcony and had hidden something ‘comfortable’ for her to change in to later in Alec’s bathroom after he had finished getting ready for guard duty. Alec smiled warmly at his mate when he returned to his room for date night to see that she had arranged a romantic meal for two and hung some fairy lights on the balcony to create a romantic ambience. He drank a glass of blood whilst she ate a simple pasta dish. “I would have eaten with you sweetheart” “I know Alec but then you’d have to deal with it afterwards and it would kill the mood” She replied with a smile and stroked his hand.

Once dinner was over Y/N excused herself and entered the bathroom to change and to give herself a pep talk “You got this Y/N. You love him and he loves you. It’ll be fine” “Y/N are you ok?” Alec called out “Yea, be out in a sec.” Y/N took a deep breath before stepping out of the bathroom dressed in a pale pink babydoll and matching shorts. “Wow” Alec breathed out and Y/N smiled at his reaction as she walked over to him. Y/N stopped in front him of him and his hands went to her waist and pulled her closer “You look beautiful” Her cheeks flushed a little at the compliment before she leant forward and kissed him. She bit his lip and he parted his lips allowing her to deepen the kiss, soft moans leaving both of them. Y/N climbed onto his lap so she was straddling him and ran her fingers through his hair before pulling away to breath. Alec resumed the kiss after a moment and ran his hands up her body over the baby doll and felt himself get hard, something Y/N noticed causing her to smile into the kiss as she grinded against him. “Are you sure?” Alec asked low “Yes.”

Alec laid her down carefully before quickly locking his door and removing his shoes and socks. He walked back to the bed and admired his mate lying on his bed. “Want some help?” She asked, nodding at him and he nodded in response, a smile on his lips. She crawled towards the end of the bed and leant up on her knees and undid the buttons on his shirt pushing it up over his shoulders before letting it fall to the floor. He leant forward and captured her lips in a heated kiss as her hands made their way downwards over his chest and stomach, stopping above the waistband of his trousers. She pulled away to breath and smiled at him before undoing his belt and trousers, letting them fall to the floor. He stepped out of them, kicking them aside and kissed her again, holding her hands in his.

Y/N laid down on the bed watching as Alec crawled towards her, stopping when he was above her being careful to prop himself up on his arms. She felt his erection pressing into her thigh as he leant down kissing her hungrily, his hand moving up her side. He cups her breast and squeezes gently, a soft mewl leaving her lips and he smiles into the next kiss and repeats his actions. He sits up slightly lifting her with him and removes the babydoll before she lays back against the bed again watching as he removes her shorts and his boxers. Y/N’s eyes trail down her mate’s body admiring him, a soft chuckle pulling her from her thoughts “Sorry” “Don’t be. I like the view I have of my beautiful mate too” He replied with a smile, his red eyes darkened by lust.

He settles himself between her legs and gently slides a finger inside her and starts to move his finger in and out of her core preparing her for when he makes love to her. He added a second finger after a few moments and continued to move them within her, ensuring to brush them against her inner walls. Y/N began to writhe beneath him a little and felt a cold hand move to her hip, holding her in place. Alec could tell Y/N was close to her release and pushed his fingers deeper inside her, hitting that spot over and over again. Y/N felt the knot in her abdomen break and her warm release coated his fingers and he hummed in satisfaction at the taste of her. She could taste herself on his tongue as they fought to dominate the kiss. He ran his fingers through her slick folds and coated his hard cock in her arousal and gently entered her, stilling for a moment to allow her to adjust to him. She tapped his shoulder and he began thrusting in and out of her slowly, making love to her. His hand caressed her body gently as her fingers ran down his back, holding each other as they shared a kiss. “Ah Alec” Her voice breathy as he continued to move within her, one hand massaging her breast as he leaves a trail of kisses down her neck towards her other breast. Y/N wrapped her legs around his waist causing him to sink deeper inside her, both moaning in pleasure. Alec could tell his release was close and sensed hers too so sped up his thrusts a little and gently sucked on her nipple as he rolled the other between his thumb and forefinger. “Ah…Ah…Oh…” The only words she could form as her body reacted to her mate’s. “I’ve got you love” He whispered low as her walls clenched around his cock a few seconds before he felt her warm release, evidence of her second orgasm of the evening. His climax followed shortly after and he continued to move in and out of her, riding out their orgasms together.

Y/N opened her eyes and released her tight hold on Alec as he rolled off her “That was amazing” His voice low in the quiet room “You were amazing Alec” She replied and rolled onto her side to face him. “Will you stay with me tonight?” Alec asked, feeling unsure of himself despite having just made love to his mate “Yes” She smiled wide and kissed him soundly on the lips. Once they had showered and changed into their pyjamas Alec held Y/N in his arms as she slept feeling happy that they had taken the next step in their relationship.

The time came for Y/N to become immortal and everyone was curious as to who would change her, Alec, her mate or Demetri, her dad. “Alec, can we talk about my being changed please?” Y/N asked as they walked hand in hand through the garden one evening “Of course, what did you want to discuss?” “I want my dad to be the one to turn me. I want to cement our father / daughter bond” She replied and watched his face for his reaction “I understand Y/N” He smiled at her “Really?” “Yes. Really. If I’m honest I’m happy with your decision, it takes the pressure off of me changing you” He pressed his lips to hers “All I ask is that I am in the room with you when he turns you.” She smiled back at him, nodding before pressing her lips to his “I love you Alec” “I love you more Y/N” He wrapped his arms around her “Let’s go tell your dad of your decision.”

Y/N and Alec made their way back into the castle finding Demetri in the family room with Felix, Jane and Heidi. “Here come the lovebirds” Felix teased as they entered the room, everyone ignored his comment. “Dad I have something I’d like to talk to you about…” “You better not be pregnant at 17, because I’ll kill him” Demetri cuts her off and glares at Alec “No. Oh my god. No dad. I’m not pregnant” She replies, shocked that he’d think that but is happy when Demetri visibly relaxes. “Then what you would like to discuss?” He asks. “Why does the thought of Y/N being pregnant by me put you in a murderous mood?” Alec asks clearly offended by Demetri’s reaction; Demetri growls low “Alec” “Brother” Y/N, Heidi and Jane say at the same time “Not the time” Heidi adds looking at Alec, who nods once.

Y/N turns back to Demetri and sits beside him “I want to discuss being changed” She says and notices her dad seems nervous “I want you to be the one to turn me…?” “Really?” He asks smiling, although he is a little surprised “Really. Everyone knows I’m your daughter but I want to truly be your daughter” His eyes fill with venom and he pulls her onto his lap holding her close “Knowing that you want me to turn you means more to me than you’ll ever know. I love you” “I love you too dad” She kissed his cheek “Think of it as a reward for raising a human daughter for 14 years, not to mention eating all those baked goods despite the fact it tasted foul and you had to throw it back up” Everyone chuckled at this. He placed his hands on her cheeks and looked into her eyes “You have definitely made the last 14 years very…interesting around here but I wouldn’t change a single minute of it” She placed her hands on his cheeks “Really dad?” “Really. I am proud to call you my daughter” He kissed her forehead and continued to hold her.

Demetri agreed to Alec being in the room when he turned her, knowing that Alec wanted to help her with the initial burning sensation. “Thank you Alec, for accepting her decision to have me change her. It means a lot” “Can I tell you a secret Demetri?” Alec asks and he nods “I would have declined her request if she had asked me to change her” “Why? She’s your mate” Demetri sounded confused “I know that, but I know how much she means to you. If I’m being honest, I don’t want the responsibility of looking after your daughter as a newborn. As her mate, I’d rather help you train her instead” Demetri was shocked and just stared at him for a few moments “That is a very grown-up view of the situation and I am proud to call you my son-in-law” He squeezed Alec’s shoulder gently “I may only look 18 but I’m nearly as old as you. It was bound to happen eventually” They both chuckled “Y/N told me she wants to cement her father / daughter bond with you and having your venom running through her does that for her” Demetri nodded in understanding “Oh and don’t think I didn’t catch you calling me your son-in-law, dad” “Watch it” Demetri growled back pointing a finger at him, again they both chuckled.

“I’m going to stay here and let your dad take you out for your first hunt, and teaching newborns to hunt is something your dad is good at seeing as he trains the guards” Alec said looking them “Thank you Alec” Y/N kissed his lips and Alec wrapped his arm around her pulling her closer “I don’t need to see that” Demetri said as he left the room “Meet me at the entrance” Demetri called over his shoulder.

Ten minutes later Y/N and Alec walked towards Demetri holding hands “I thought you two said goodbye upstairs” “They did but I told them that Alec and I would join the two of you…a family hunting trip” Jane said looking at Demetri who smiled back at her nodding. Footsteps sounded behind them and they turned to see Heidi in jeans and a jumper “What are you wearing?” Alec asked surprised “An outfit that’s suitable for a family hunting trip” Heidi said with a smile and Demetri raised an eyebrow at her “I helped raise her and I want to be a part of her first hunt” “When was the last time you hunted?” Demetri asked, amusement clearly shown on his face “Shut up Dem. It’s like riding a bike, you never forget” She replied and walked past them towards the doors. Jane chuckled and took Demetri’s hand leading him out of the castle, Alec and Y/N followed behind their fingers intertwined.

They stopped once they reached the forest in Tuscany “There’s a camping site about two miles east of here” Demetri said and the others nodded before they all took off in that direction. Y/N smelt the humans and growled, eyes darkening with hunger and ran towards them. Demetri ran forward and grabbed his daughter by the waist “Wait little one. Focus on your surroundings” “Hold your breath sweetheart, it’ll help” Alec said and Y/N nodded. “Decide which human you want and be quick when you grab them so they don’t run and make sure to hold them securely before you bite their neck” Y/N nodded, taking in her dad’s advice. They all watched the human campers for a few moments before Demetri whispered “Now” They all ran forward and Y/N grabbed the dark-haired man around the throat holding him to her chest and bit down on his neck, the warm blood flowing down her throat easing the burn. She released him and he fell to the ground next to the blonde-haired female Jane had a dropped a moment earlier. Jane chuckled seeing Y/N’s top splattered with blood. “Everyone’s a bit messy the first time they hunt” Demetri said softly and wiped the drop of blood from her lip. “You did so well sweetheart” Alec said as he wrapped his hand around her wrist and pulled her into him and kissed her “I love you Alec” “I love you too” Alec replied and kissed her again.

Demetri and Alec trained Y/N over the next few months and the Kings were impressed by her calm demeanour considering she is a newborn. “I think growing up around all of us and knowing that becoming an immortal was her destiny, she had time to adjust to the news which has helped greatly” Caius said as he and his brothers watched Y/N take down Santiago with ease during a training session. “True. I also think having Demetri as her father helped, they always had a strong bond and that has only gotten stronger since he turned her” Marcus said with a smile. “I’m glad that Y/N found her mate in Alec as it means our family stays together and he is someone Demetri trusts with his daughter’s life and happiness.” Aro added smiling. “I don’t think Demetri would have accepted another so easily” Caius added, knowing that he wouldn’t have accepted an outsider as Y/N’s mate without first ensuring he and Demetri put them through some rigorous training, among other things. Marcus and Aro smiled knowingly at Caius “None of us would have easily accepted an outsider as our granddaughter’s mate” Aro said and his brother’s nodded.

“HA! BEAT YOU AGAIN!” Y/N called out loudly as she pinned Felix for the second time that week. “Well done Y/N” Demetri said with a proud smile on his face. “Thanks dad” Y/N smiled back at him. “Yes, well done. That was truly amazing to watch” Alec added before pulling her in for a kiss. “I love you Alec” “I love you too sweetheart.”

Alec smiled at his mate as she tackled her dad to the floor, catching him off guard “Gotcha.” A shocked gasp leaving Demetri’s lips before he reacted and rolled them over so she was pinned beneath him. “I win” He chuckled looking down at his daughter who sighed in defeat as he was the one vampire who she couldn’t seem to beat in a ‘fight’ during her training sessions.

‘I’m looking forward to spending forever with my Y/N’ Alec thought to himself, happy that he finally got his happy ending.

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Where I cannot follow || Caius X S/O

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first sight [benjamin]

description: hiii so i’ve never seen a benjamin from the Egyptian coven imagine? i was just wondering if you had/could make one? my idea is like a first meeting? like the reader was a vampire there to help the cullens, and as they walk through the door, they make eye contact with benjamin and so on? my idea is mainly fluff. i hope this makes sense <3

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also, i have one more benjamin oneshot on my masterlist!

“Thank you again for coming, y/n, it means a lot.” Carlisle Cullen stood beside your car and opened the driver side door for you, smiling as you slipped past him.

You gave him a smile of your own. “I’m always happy to help a friend out.”

Carlisle and Esme had contacted you a week ago about their trouble with the Volturi, asking if there was anyway you could help out. You had known the two for decades now and more than happy to help friends in need. “Now where is she?”

The doctor smiled, assuming you were talking about little Renessmee and tilted his head left towards the forest. “Follow me. She’s meeting some of the other new arrivals.”

Carlisle led you down a little path in the woods, voices of multiple people reaching your ears. The two of you broke through the trees, eyes landing on a little girl and a man who was manipulating air. You watched in wonder as he twirled his hand, causing a small tornado to take form in the girl’s palm.

The man raised the little girl’s palm towards the air, and the mini tornado spun up from her hand until it disappeared. Carlisle shared your grin and he stepped forward a moment later. “We have another guest. This is y/n.”

Everyone’s attention turned towards you now, the power of the man now forgotten. You waved towards everyone, introductions being made back and forth before you turned towards him. His red eyes were on you intently, and you felt the need to shrink back from him. “It’s nice to meet you. I’m Benjamin.”

“Y/n.” You repeated, taking his outstretched hand in yours to shake. He grinned at you, his smile blinding and you couldn’t help but smile back. “I saw what you did a moment ago. What else can you do?”

Benjamin released your hand after another moment. “I can control the elements. Do you have a gift?”

“Yes, but not nearly as entertaining as that.” You told him, causing the man to laugh. It was then that you realized the others who had been standing with you had left and you suddenly felt embarassed to be taking up so much of Benjamin’s time.

Before you could leave him, however, he tilted his head towards the thicker trees. “Would you care to go on a walk? I’d love to learn more about you.”

If you were human, you were sure you be flustered then, but you only smiled and nodded. “I’d love to.”

Benjamin offered his arm to you, and you placed your hand in the crook of his elbow before the two of you walked off together.

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tension [d. volturi]

description: Prompt 18 👀 dialogue 17 with Demetri….The two of you have been dancing around the fact that you both like each other and instead love to make fun of each other to disguise your feelings but you take your jokes too far you and… 😮‍💨

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prompt 18: pushing your lover against a wall after one to many teasing comments, but being met with unsaid tension instead of the quiet. Both of you unable to continue with the jokes.

dialogue 17: "Kiss me, please."

“What a day.” You groaned, stretching your arms out behind your head. It had been a long one, full of trials and carrying out tasks set before you by the Kings. You were glad for a break.

Beside you, Demetri hummed in agreement. He was quiet - usually he talked the whole ways back to your rooms but today he seemed content in silence. You moved closer, bumping his shoulder with yours. “Why are you so quiet? Normally, you don’t shut up.”

“Ha ha.” He rolled his eyes, a smile now tugging at his lips. “You’re one to talk.”

“Hey! You like my talking, don’t deny it.” You laughed behind your palm.

“Keep telling yourself that.” He teased before moving his arm to rest on your head. You glared, knocking him off you.

“Stop doing that, I’m not your armrest.”

“Then why are you just the perfect size for me to do it?” Demetri smirked back at you, moving his arm to do it once more.

You darted out of his reach, and turned to poke your tongue out at him. Demetri smiled wickedly before running towards you to bump into your side.

The two of you played this game for a short while before you were eventually able to knock Demetri over. You laughed loudly, satisfied that you had gotten the upper hand for once.

Demetri responded by pushing your shoulders into the wall, his hands bracing around you on other side. He smiled at your laughter, his red eyes tracing your face. You caught your breath after a moment, your own eyes locking with his.

The mood changed instantly. What was once light and playful was now heavy and tensed, like a rubber band pulled back and waiting to snap. Your eyes dropped to Demetri's lips for half a second and your breath caught in your throat.

Demetri swallowed thickly, his own gaze focused on your mouth. You gripped his cloak tighter in your fist, twisting it as you met his eyes.

"Demetri." You breathed, your voice breathy and pleading. "Kiss me, please."

One of Demetri's hand left the wall behind you to cup your cheek and his head dipped ever so slightly, just enough to press his lips against yours. You sighed against him, your entire body sinking into his own.

His lips were soft, the kiss quiet and relieving for a few moments, the two of you finally just giving into to something you’d both wanted for so long.

Your free hand moved around Demetri's neck and your fingers tangled in the soft hairs at the back of his neck. Demetri let out a soft noise as he lifted your chin up gently, deepening the kiss between the two of you.

You were barely aware of Demetri’s other hand coming to hold your waist, pulling your body tighter against him as he continued to kiss you. You felt like you were lost in him, like there was nothing else outside of your and Demetri’s bubble.

The kisses turned soft again, Demetri moving to place fast paced pecks against your lips and face for a moment before he pulled back. Both of your lips were swollen, red and glistening from the moment you have shared.

Demetri’s eyes were soft, his hand still on your cheek and your body still against his. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.”

“Believe me.” You whispered, tilted your head so your nose ran against his cheek. “I think I do.”

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distractions [c. cullen]

description: Congrats on 4k!!! Your writing is such a lovely thing to read! Can you please do prompt 26. with Carlisle?

requested by: anon

warnings: none

<3 <3

prompt 26: tracing invisible shapes on your lover's skin as they're busy doing something stressful, keeping their attention half on what they're doing, and half on you.

Your eyes were burning, head aching from all the hours you had spent staring at the screen. Finals were fast approaching for your final year in college and your stress had never been higher.

You had tests on top of papers and it didn’t feel like you had enough hours in the day to study and research. You had barely taken the time to eat, only getting up from your desk when you needed to use the bathroom.

Just as you opened another tab, a plate was sat on the table next to you, along with a cup of steaming tea. You blinked up at Carlisle, who’s amber eyes were staring at you softly. “Esme says you’ve been here all day.”

A quick glance at the clock showed the time Carlisle was due home from work and you frowned, not realizing you had been here all day. “I guess I have.”

“I was afraid of that.” Carlisle murmured, his cold fingers burying themselves in your hair as he rubbed your head. You groaned, your eyes falling shut at the relaxing motion. “Take a break.”

“No.” You whined. “I can’t. I’ve only written half of this paper which is due tomorrow, I have another one to start that’s due this weekend, and two tests I have to study for. I don’t have time for a break.”

Carlisle sighed at your stubbornness. “At least eat something.”

You only hummed, barely casting a glance towards the sandwich he’d brought you before reaching for your computer again. Your fingers barely tapped the keys before Carlisle pulled your chair away. “Hey!”

“30 minutes and I’ll let you start again.”

“No.”

“15 minutes.”

“No.” You threw your head back, giving him your best puppy dog eyes. “Let me finish this paper and I’ll take a short break.”

He held your stare for a minute, looking both stern and amused at the same time. Carlisle was glad that it was your senior year of college, not caring for the stress that you put on yourself each semester.

“Fine.” He sighed again, pushing your chair back towards your desk. “Finish your paper and then I’m taking the computer for the rest of the day.”

You opened your mouth to protest before he interrupted again. “But you’re eating that sandwich while you work.”

You rolled your eyes before grabbing the sandwich off the plate and aggressively taking a bite. Carlisle smiled, bending to kiss your head before pulling up a chair next to you. His hand rested on your forearm, fingers tracing gentle shapes on your skin as you worked. His touch was comforting and helped you to focus on your work as well as your love.

You finished the paper in no time after that, letting Carlisle pull you towards him and taking a much needed break.

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being vladimir’s mate would include...

request: Hello!! Can I please get some general headcanons for what it would like to be Vladimir’s mate? Thank you!!

requested by: anon

warnings: none

i never thought i'd be interested in vladimir but here we are lol. hope you enjoy!

- Vladimir is very hesitant when he first realizes you two are mates - especially if you are human.

- His last relationship hadn’t ended well thanks to the Volturi and, as much as he hated to admit it, he was scared of losing another mate.

- But the more he was around you, the more he accepted your new relationship.

- He has a harder time if you’re human, constantly hovering over your shoulder or asking Stefan to watch over you if he has to handle something.

- He calls Carlisle a lot, asking questions about the most mundane thing and never believes you when you insist that you’re okay.

- He’s very gentle with you, his touches featherlight and kisses tender until he’s a little more comfortable around your fragile body.

- He always makes sure you’re fed. In the beginning, he’s constantly asking if you’re hungry because he’s not quite sure how much or how often humans should eat.

- Keeps a first aid kit handy, which he tries really hard to keep from Stefan, knowing the vampire will tease him mercilessly.

- When it’s just the two of you, he loves to slow dance or read to you. (He likes it best when you read to him or tell him about your life).

- He loves watching you. He’ll sneer and snarl and deny it whenever you catch him, but when you’re not looking, he’s got a soft smile on his face, eyes completely soft and focused on you.

- Definitely still likes to pretend he’s a tough and scary vampire and that your presence doesn’t change anything

- (Don’t get me wrong, he’s definitely a tough and scary vampire, just not around you... as much)

- There are times when he’ll get frustrated with your human ways, like your clumsiness or your blatant lack of survival instincts, and he’ll snap at you, showing you just how fearsome he can be.

- He always calms down when he sees the fear on your face and does his best to keep his temper in control until he’s alone.

- You’re definitely one of the most protected humans around, thanks to both Vladimir and Stefan.

- You and Stefan had a rocky relationship at first, due to him not being particularly fond of humans.

- But the more you two were around each other, you found that you were able to enjoy the other’s company (especially when you gang up on Vladimir)

- Vladimir turns you himself after nearly a year together and helps you adjust to your newborn life.

- Though, even as a vampire, he’s still insanely protective, not willing to take a chance in case an enemy decides to come after his mate once again.

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ghosts [m. volturi]

request: Can your write Marcus getting a second chance at love Bella’s sister who can see spirits/ghosts?

requested by: anon

warnings: none

[masterlist]

A sigh escaped your lips as you closed the wooden door behind you. It had been a long day of adjusting to your new life in the castle and you were eager for a few moments alone.

Your life had changed drastically over the past few months - you had found out that vampires existed, flew to Italy to save your sister's boyfriend's life, and ended up mated to an ancient vampire king.

Hectic, to say the least.

Which, your life had always been strange, so the existence of vampires didn't come as much as a surprise to you. You had been able to see spirits since you were a child, so you weren't a stranger to the supernatural.

After a few moments of silence, you opened your eyes, nearly jumping out of your skin at the sight of a women standing in Marcus' room.

She was beautiful - long black hair and deep red eyes. Her lips were stained red and her skin had the same filmy effect as every other ghost you'd ever encountered.

“Who are you?” You asked, a furrow in your brow.

The woman smiled kindly at you, though her eyes were sad. "Didyme."

"Oh." You breathed. You knew who she was, of course you did. You and Marcus had had a long talk about Didyme when you first realized what you were to him.

She giggled into her hand, the sound light and airy. "Don't be so alarmed. I just wanted to meet Marcus' mate. If anything, I should be the one who is surprised. I didn't realize you could see me."

"Special talent." You said awkwardly, now twisting your fingers in front of you. "I've heard a lot about you."

"I wish I could say that same." Didyme grinned. She took a few steps forward, her pale hand reaching out towards yours. Her eyes met yours and, for a long moment, she held your gaze, almost as if she was looking for an answer to a question she didn't ask.

After another minute, Didyme released your hand and stepped back. Her open expression faltered and a sad gleam entered her eye. “He will be happy... you both will be.”

The only response you had time for was a smile, before the ghost of Marcus’ former lover disappeared. The weight on your shoulders disappeared and, in its place, there was relief.

You inhaled deeply, feeling content now and made yourself comfortable in Marcus' room, waiting for your love to return to you.

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stumacherstan · 4 years

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Number 11 from the Yander prompt list with Demetri Volturi from Twilight please

yandere!Demetri Volturi x Reader Writing Prompt:

You glared at the tracker before you. “Get the fuck away from me.” You couldn’t stand him, and you were stuck with him.

Demetri had somehow found your scent amongst the bloodshed on those dumb fake tours. He quickly got to you before anybody could kill you and has got you stuck with him ever since. It sucked even more that your power was actually useful so you were even more stuck to him. You couldn’t ever leave because he’ll find you within minutes.

“Come now amore, you don’t mean that. We’re meant to be.” The messy blonde grinned lazily at you. It’s been a couple months, he’s confident you’ll get use to it. Whether he has to break you or not. He extended his cold hand to your face.

You quickly smacked it away from you. “I hate you and every thing you all stand for. You didn’t give me a choice and I hate it here. I will never love you.”

Demetri laughed, like it was some joke, then slammed you into the wall. His red eyes slowly turning black. “Say that one more time and I’ll make sure you can never walk again.”

You winced at the pressure of his hand and the wall. He’s never done this before, he just always laughs everything off to your chargin. “I-I’m sorry.”

Demetri “sighed” and let go of you. Once again, extending his hand to rest on your face and he ignored your little flinch. “My apologies sweetie, You’re been pushing buttons and been saying that as if they aren’t consequences. I’ve been very patient with you, and you’ve been wearing it out. It won’t happen again if you don’t act out.”

You gave him the one worded okay. You forgot that he was still much stronger with you because of experience. Your newborn strength was already gone, and you couldn’t do anything else. You really were trapped here. You had no other option to trail after Demetri as he grabbed your hand gently. There was no way to leave.

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alecvolturiswifeforever · 3 months

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Aftercare with Alec | A.V x Reader

warnings: implications of smut, not proofread thoroughly sooo..

a/n: this is old old old BUT i eventually wanna do a cute little aftercare moment with the others (eventually)

ʚɞ

“Amore, stay still… let’s get you cleaned up hm.” As he shifts to stand you flip yourself to face him, glistening tears threatening to fall as you whimper loudly at the thought of him leaving. You weren’t quite with it, still recovering from the waves of pleasure you had experienced moments ago. He hushes you with a soft stroke of his hand on your back.

“Sweet girl, i’ll only be a moment… just to the bathroom and back.”

You nod hesitantly, and he moves with haste into the bathroom to grab a towel, quickly making his way back to you.

“I cannot allow my mate to be uncomfortable after being such a good girl for me now, can I?” He smirked as your face heated, avoiding his eye. He would always jump onto the opportunity to tease you.

He presses a kiss to your hair as he stands to place the towel in the hamper, sauntering back over and climbing up onto the bed, lifting you right into his arms and facing him on his lap. You settled against him instantly.

“You okay, sweet face?” A stream of kisses are pressed to your forehead, Alec grabbing the shirt he had been wearing previously (before you had tugged it off of him hastily during your rendezvous) and pulling it over your head, rolling the sleeves up.

“Mmm..?” You look up at him, glistening eyes staring into his crimson ones, his heart melting at the look you are giving him. You mumble softly “So good..”

He chuckles, leaning forward to kiss your cheek, nose, forehead before finally pressing his lips to yours softly.

“You okay, love?” You repeat in a whisper in between your giggles. He hums in response, tickling your sides, eliciting a few louder giggles from you before he responds. “I am absolutely perfect.”

You settle against him once again, wrapping your arms around him and whining when he doesn’t reciprocate.

“You need to drink some water first, il mio cuore” He demands and you pout.

He chuckles as he reaches for the water bottle on your bedside table, unscrewing it and moving it up to your lips. You look at him stubbornly and he raises his brow at you.

“Y/N” He speaks sternly, bumping the opening of the bottle against your bottom lip “Drink.”

You huff and lift your shaking hands around the plastic bottle. He continues to hold the bottom as you gulp down the cool liquid, breathing deeply as you pull away to take a breath.

“You’re shaking, darling.” He smooths a hand over your thigh comfortingly, tracing over the already forming bruises he’d managed to leave, his predatory side practically drooling at the sight.

“Is’ fine” You shrug.

“That’s it baby, good girl.” He smiles lovingly at you while you take a final gulp. You pull the bottle from your lips again, this time allowing him to take it. He screws the cap back on, placing it in its original place, pulling you close and finally allowing you to snuggle into him and get comfortable. You lay between his legs feeling fingers begin to caress and massage your scalp.

“Love you…” You mumble incoherently, drowsy and practically asleep already. Alec chuckles deeply.

“I love you too, angel. Sleep well.”

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zapreportsblog · 9 months

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Hey really enjoy your writing. I was hoping if you could accept my request. Fem reader is human mate to the volturi kings . She met them while her friends and her where Ghost hunting it was night time and they friend to get in she’s ended up meeting them that way lmao she was 😳

Spooked but intrigued needles to says her life changed that day. She has had a blast getting to know the 3 kings and befriended the guard. She’s was always insecure and sometimes it’s hard to believe she gets to be with amazing people like they have so much knowledge and even been through a lot in life. One day she over heard a new guard talking shit about her. “Why is a human so important to the kings. The probably will just use her and toss her out. She’s so useless and doesn’t do anything. She heard it and got so depressed she locked herself in her room. It got so bad she sorta stoooed eating because she thinks he sorta is right compared to the kings she really does not grasp why they are with her she understands she’s their mate but wishes she could do more.

Cue the kings and the guard being worried /pissed because they can’t see her and got even more worried because she’s not eating and crying all the time. The twins are also mad they investigated and slowly found out how she heard some new guard talking shit. The vampire will now understand the phrases fuck around and find out.

Needless to says the guard is pissed with this vampire and the kings will take care of him soon 😡

But first their b loved need to understand how her work and her perspective as a human is so precious to them and to the her she’s that breath of fresh air that they need she makes their day’s joyful and they can’t see life without her. Marcus s all of them coax and explain how much she means to them. They get very vulnerable with her 🥹🥺

You cans add romance and fluff if you feel comfortable.

Now after reassuring her they take her so she can see them end this fool 😡😈

A trial is done to this stupid guard that dared to do this to their mate it’s not going to be a pretty execution 😈

👁️👄👁️ this is so long but at the same time 👁️🫦👁️ I like it, therefore enjoy 👁️👅👁️

↱ protecting what’s theirs ↰

➘ summary : a stupid ghost hunting trip leads to an unexpected meeting

➘ aro x reader x caius x marcus, twilight x reader, volturi x reader

The full moon cast an eerie glow over the ancient streets of Volterra as (Y/N) and her friends ventured into the heart of the city. Armed with flashlights and a sense of adventure, they were on a ghost hunting expedition like no other. Volterra's rich history and legends of the supernatural had drawn them here, but little did they know, they were about to stumble upon a world beyond their wildest imagination.

The cobblestone streets echoed with the hushed laughter of the group as they meandered through the shadowy alleyways. The atmosphere was charged with a mix of excitement and nervous anticipation. The tall, imposing buildings seemed to watch their every move, and (Y/N)'s heart raced as her flashlight flickered, casting eerie shadows against the ancient stone walls.

As they turned a corner, the distant sound of footsteps caught their attention. A chill ran down (Y/N)'s spine, and her grip on the flashlight tightened. The footsteps grew closer, accompanied by an indistinct murmur that sent shivers down her spine.

"Did you guys hear that?" (Y/N) whispered, her voice barely audible above the hushed whispers of her friends. They nodded, their expressions a mixture of excitement and trepidation.

Their flashlights converged on the source of the sound, revealing three figures emerging from the darkness. Dressed in attire that seemed both elegant and out of place, the strangers exuded an air of authority that demanded attention. Their eyes glowed with an otherworldly intensity, capturing (Y/N)'s gaze and holding it in a vice-like grip.

"Who are you?" one of (Y/N)'s friends stammered, her voice quivering.

"We are the Volturi," the tallest of the strangers replied, his voice smooth and commanding. "And you are trespassing in our domain."

A mixture of fear and fascination washed over (Y/N) as she studied the enigmatic trio. The Volturi - the name resonated within her like a haunting melody, awakening something deep within her soul. Unbidden, her eyes met the piercing gaze of the Volturi king, his crimson irises holding a promise of secrets and mysteries beyond her imagination.

Before anyone could react, the situation took an unexpected turn. A low growl reverberated through the air, followed by the emergence of another figure from the shadows. This newcomer was different from the Volturi, his presence radiating an aura of danger and wildness. His eyes locked onto (Y/N), a mix of curiosity and something more primal flickering in their depths.

"Demetri, Felix, we have guests," the newcomer's voice was a velvet whisper, sending a shiver down (Y/N)'s spine.

The tension in the air was palpable as (Y/N) and her friends found themselves caught in a web of intrigue and danger. The meeting of humans and supernatural beings was fated that night, setting in motion a series of events that would forever alter their lives.

The atmosphere grew electric, the very air around (Y/N) seemed to thrum with a hidden power. She tore her gaze away from the newcomer and back to the enigmatic Volturi kings, who exuded an unsettling mix of authority and intrigue. Questions tumbled in her mind, but the words caught in her throat.

"Forgive our intrusion," one of (Y/N)'s friends managed to stammer, her voice trembling. "We didn't mean any harm."

The tension eased slightly as the Volturi king who had spoken regarded them with an inscrutable expression. "Curiosity often leads mortals to unforeseen encounters," he mused, his tone measured.

"But now that you've seen us, you pose a risk," the newcomer interjected, his voice like velvet edged with steel. "A risk that requires management."

(Y/N)'s heart raced as the implications of his words sank in. What did he mean by "management"? The situation felt precarious, like a fragile balance hanging by a thread.

"We promise, we won't tell anyone about what we've seen," another of (Y/N)'s friends hurriedly assured, her voice quivering.

The Volturi kings exchanged a look that conveyed volumes without a word spoken. It was as if they communicated through an unspoken language that (Y/N) couldn't comprehend. After a tense pause, the leader of the Volturi spoke again, his gaze resting on (Y/N) once more.

"Your words are noted. However, secrecy is not the only matter at hand. There is something... unique about your presence here."

The intensity of the Volturi king's gaze sent shivers down (Y/N)'s spine. She felt like he was peering into her very soul, unraveling the thoughts and emotions she kept hidden even from herself.

"What do you mean?" she managed to whisper, her voice barely audible.

A ghost of a smile touched the corners of his lips, but it did little to ease the unease coiling within her. "Some things are better shown than explained," he said cryptically.

Before anyone could react, a swift movement caught their attention. The newcomer, who had been lurking at the edges of their conversation, now stood in front of (Y/N). His intense gaze bore into her, a mixture of curiosity and something far more primal.

"Would you allow me to show you?" he murmured, his voice like a seductive whisper.

(Y/N)'s heart raced as she met his gaze, her mind torn between fear and a strange attraction she couldn't explain. Her friends exchanged nervous glances, their unspoken concern palpable.

"Show me what?" she asked, her voice wavering slightly.

The newcomer's lips curved into a predatory smile, and a flicker of something unreadable danced in his eyes. "The truth about who we are, and who you are becoming."

As the moon cast an ethereal glow over the ancient streets of Volterra, (Y/N) stood at a crossroads between the mundane world she had known and the enigmatic realm that had suddenly opened before her. Unforeseen encounters had set her on a path of discovery, a journey that would challenge her perceptions and forever intertwine her fate with that of the Volturi kings.

In the days that followed that fateful encounter, (Y/N)'s life took an unexpected turn. Intrigue and curiosity won out over fear, and she found herself agreeing to the newcomer's proposal. What could he possibly show her? It was a question that echoed in her thoughts, driving her to embrace this newfound journey.

As days turned into weeks, (Y/N) discovered a world she had never dreamed of. The Volturi kings, Aro, Caius, and Marcus, each held a presence that was simultaneously awe-inspiring and intimidating. Yet, to her surprise, they welcomed her into their midst with a warmth and hospitality that shattered her preconceived notions.

There was something about their timeless wisdom and the stories they shared that drew her in. Aro's insatiable curiosity, Caius's unwavering determination, and Marcus's melancholic wisdom—each king offered a unique perspective that broadened her horizons.

But it wasn't just the kings who left a lasting impression. The main guards, Felix, Demetri, Jane, and Alec, became her friends. They possessed a camaraderie that was forged through centuries of loyalty and trials. Their stories, filled with both triumphs and heartaches, served as a reminder that even the seemingly immortal beings had faced their share of challenges.

Despite their extraordinary existence, (Y/N) found that they too were grappling with their own vulnerabilities. Jane's fierce determination masked a deeper longing for acceptance, while Alec's quiet demeanor concealed a well of emotions. Demetri's playful banter belied a complex history, and Felix's imposing presence shielded a heart of gold.

As (Y/N) spent time with them, she began to realize that they weren't just powerful beings, but individuals with their own struggles and insecurities. It was a humbling revelation that helped her see herself in a new light. Her initial insecurities, the nagging doubts that she didn't belong, began to fade.

With each passing day, (Y/N) embraced the friendships she had forged. They didn't judge her for her mortal limitations; instead, they celebrated her unique perspective and her willingness to learn. She found herself laughing more, exploring the hidden corners of Volterra with her new companions, and immersing herself in their world.

And through it all, the enigmatic newcomer who had introduced her to this world kept his promise. He showed her the secrets of their existence, revealing the intricate web of alliances, rivalries, and histories that shaped the Volturi's power. (Y/N) listened with rapt attention, her thirst for knowledge deepening as she delved into the labyrinthine tales.

As the weeks turned into months, (Y/N) realized that her life had irrevocably changed. She had transformed from a mere mortal into someone who walked among beings of unparalleled power. But even more importantly, she had found a sense of belonging, a place where her presence was valued and her voice was heard.

The grand halls of the Volturi castle echoed with footsteps, laughter, and murmured conversations. (Y/N) had grown accustomed to the rhythms of this supernatural world, finding comfort in her friendships with the kings and their guards. But one day, as she wandered near a corridor, her steps slowed involuntarily as she overheard a conversation that shattered her newfound sense of belonging.

The voices, though hushed, reached her ears with a clarity that cut like a blade. Her heart hammered in her chest as she recognized the voice of a new guard, someone she hadn't interacted with much. The words he uttered were like poison, seeping into her thoughts.

"Why is a human so important to the kings? They'll probably just use her and toss her out. She's so useless and doesn't do anything."

Those words echoed in her mind, a chorus of doubt that she couldn't escape. As if struck by an unseen force, she retreated from the corridor and fled to her room, her steps heavy with a sadness she couldn't put into words.

Locked away from the world outside, (Y/N) sank onto her bed, her thoughts a tumultuous storm. The echoes of the guard's words reverberated in her mind, amplifying the insecurities she had once managed to overcome. She had believed that she belonged here, that her friendships and connections were genuine. But now, the shadow of doubt loomed over her.

Tears welled in her eyes as she battled the emotions that threatened to engulf her. She had thought she was strong enough to face the skepticism of the outside world, but the venomous words had struck a chord deep within her heart. The weight of her perceived uselessness bore down on her, suffocating her spirit.

Hours passed like a blur as (Y/N) grappled with her emotions in the solitude of her room. The once-familiar space now felt like a prison of her own making. The world outside seemed unreachable, the bonds she had formed now tainted by the poison of doubt.

But just as darkness threatened to consume her completely, a soft knock on her door drew her attention. Tentative at first, then growing more insistent. With a heavy sigh, (Y/N) forced herself to rise from the bed and open the door, revealing the concerned faces of Demetri and Felix.

"(Y/N), are you alright?" Demetri's voice was gentle, his eyes reflecting a genuine worry.

Her voice caught in her throat, and she turned away, unable to meet their gazes. It felt like they could see right through her, past the façade she had constructed.

"(Y/N), you heard that, didn't you?" Felix's voice was quiet, tinged with a sadness she hadn't expected.

Unable to speak, (Y/N) nodded, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. She felt vulnerable, exposed, as if her deepest fears were laid bare for them to see.

Felix stepped forward, his large frame engulfing her in a comforting embrace. "You're not useless, (Y/N). You've brought light into this place, and your friendships are genuine. We've seen it, felt it."

Demetri joined them, his hand resting gently on her shoulder. "We understand that words can hurt, but don't let them define you. You're part of this world because you've earned your place."

Tears spilled down (Y/N)'s cheeks as their words sank in. She realized that she hadn't been alone in her struggle. The friends she had made here saw her worth, even when she couldn't see it herself.

Despite the support of Demetri and Felix, (Y/N)'s mind remained ensnared by the guard's hurtful words. Their reassurances were like a lifeline, but her doubts had taken root, growing stronger with each passing day. The castle that had once felt like a sanctuary now seemed like a place where she didn't belong.

The laughter of the kings and the guards, once a symphony that brought her joy, now felt like a reminder of her perceived inadequacy. She watched them with a heavy heart, wondering why they would choose to be with her, a mere human. In her eyes, they were luminous beings, powerful and wise, while she was fragile and ordinary.

As the days turned into weeks, (Y/N)'s insecurity morphed into something more insidious. She began to withdraw, spending more time in her room, lost in a sea of introspection. The once vibrant glow that surrounded her seemed to dim, and even her interactions with Demetri and Felix felt strained.

The guard's words had taken root deep within her, echoing through her thoughts even as she tried to push them away. Food lost its appeal, and her appetite waned as she contemplated her own worth. She wanted to do more, to contribute something meaningful, but the weight of her perceived uselessness bore down on her, sapping her energy.

Demetri and Felix's concern deepened as they watched her retreat further into herself. They tried to offer solace, to remind her of her place among them, but their words fell on deaf ears. Every reassurance seemed like an empty echo against the overpowering tide of self-doubt.

In the heart of the Volturi castle, a sense of unease hung in the air as Demetri and Felix stood before the three kings. The normally imposing presence of Aro, Caius, and Marcus seemed muted in the face of their guards' obvious distress.

"Demetri, Felix, you both seem troubled. What weighs on your minds?" Aro's voice was laced with a curiosity that never failed to unnerve.

Felix exchanged a look with Demetri, a silent understanding passing between them. With a deep breath, Demetri began to recount the events of the past few weeks—the encounter with the new guard's hurtful words, (Y/N)'s growing isolation, and her plummeting emotional state.

Caius's expression darkened as he listened, his fingers tapping rhythmically against his armrest. "And you say she's confined herself to her room? She's not eating?"

Felix nodded, his voice grim. "Yes, she's been locking herself away, hardly eating, and she seems to be in constant emotional distress. We've tried to reach out to her, but our words don't seem to reach her."

Aro leaned forward, his fingers pressed together in thought. "This is troubling indeed. We were aware of her insecurities, but we had hoped that she would find solace within our company."

Marcus, who had been silent throughout the conversation, finally spoke in his characteristic soft tones. "It appears that the shadow of doubt has taken a firm hold on her. She questions her place among us, her worthiness."

A heavy silence settled in the room as the weight of the situation hung over them. Aro's eyes glinted with a mixture of concern and determination. "We must not let this darkness consume her. We have seen her strength and resilience. It is our duty to remind her of the light she brings into our lives."

Caius's gaze was steely as he spoke. "Felix, Demetri, I want you both to find a way to reach her. Encourage her to open up, to share her thoughts. We cannot allow her to remain trapped in this cycle of despair."

As the guards nodded in agreement, Marcus offered a quiet suggestion. "Perhaps, the presence of the kings themselves might help break through her isolation."

Aro smiled, his expression one of reassurance. "Yes, we shall pay her a visit. Together, we will show her that she is not alone, that her place among us is secure."

With renewed determination, the three kings and their loyal guards set forth on a mission to bring light to (Y/N)'s darkness. The castle's grandeur and power faded in importance as their collective focus centered on the fragile human whose presence had stirred something profound within them.

As twilight settled over the Volturi castle, the air was charged with an unspoken tension. The kings had made their decision, and Alec and Jane, the twins known for their formidable powers, were chosen to investigate the events that had cast a shadow over their domain. The twins moved with an eerie grace, their gazes set with an intent that held an unspoken promise of retribution.

Their path led them to the new guard's quarters, and with a swift motion, Alec opened the door. Jane's crimson eyes bore into the guard, her gaze like a laser that could cut through steel. The guard looked up, caught off guard by their sudden presence.

"Mind if we have a word?" Alec's voice was deceptively calm, but there was a flicker of danger in his eyes.

The guard shifted uncomfortably, his bravado faltering as he sensed the aura of the twins. "What do you want?"

Jane's lips curved into a cold smile, her power radiating from her as she stepped closer. "We heard about your little chat the other night. About (Y/N). Care to elaborate?"

The guard's eyes widened in realization, but he tried to maintain his composure. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Alec's patience wore thin, and his tone hardened. "Don't play games with us. We know exactly what you said. We know about the doubt you sowed in (Y/N)'s mind."

The guard's defiance wavered, and fear crept into his eyes. He stammered, "I... I didn't mean anything by it. I was just venting."

Jane's voice dropped to a dangerous whisper. "Your words have consequences. You underestimated her strength, and now she's suffering because of it."

A tense silence hung in the air as the twins' words hung heavy between them. The guard's mask of arrogance had crumbled, revealing a hint of vulnerability that Alec and Jane took note of.

"We suggest you tread carefully from now on," Alec's voice was a chilling warning. "Because you've just invoked the wrath of the Volturi kings, and they don't take kindly to those who threaten their own."

With that, the twins turned and left the room, leaving the guard to his thoughts. As the door closed behind them, a sense of unease settled over the castle.

Meanwhile, within the chambers of the kings, the atmosphere was fraught with a simmering anger. Alec and Jane's report had ignited a fire within them, and the knowledge of (Y/N)'s suffering had only fueled their determination.

Demetri's eyes darkened with rage as he clenched his fists. "The audacity of that guard to undermine (Y/N)'s place among us. She deserves more respect than that."

Felix's jaw tensed, his expression mirroring the anger of his comrades. "It's clear we need to set an example. We can't allow this kind of behavior to go unpunished."

Aro's lips curved into a dangerous smile, his gaze glinting with a mixture of power and retribution. "It's time to show this guard what it means to cross the Volturi."

The kings and their loyal guards united in their determination. The guard had unwittingly invoked the fury of the most powerful beings in the vampire world. The phrases "fuck around and find out" took on new meaning as they hatched a plan to ensure that the guard understood the gravity of his actions.

In the shadows of the castle, a reckoning was brewing—a reminder that the Volturi did not tolerate threats to those they cherished. The guard's actions had set in motion a chain of events that would shape the fate of all involved.

As the days unfolded, (Y/N)'s sense of isolation began to wane. The support of Demetri and Felix, along with the kings' determination to mend the damage, had chipped away at the fortress of doubt she had built around herself. The light that had dimmed within her began to flicker once more, illuminating the path toward acceptance.

One evening, as the moon cast its silvery glow over the castle, (Y/N) found herself alone in her room. The atmosphere was charged with a mixture of anticipation and unease. The knock on her door signaled the arrival of unexpected visitors.

"(Y/N), may we come in?" Aro's voice was gentle, tinged with an underlying warmth.

Heart racing, (Y/N) opened the door, revealing the three kings standing before her. Their presence was awe-inspiring, yet this time, it didn't fill her with trepidation. Instead, a sense of belonging enveloped her, and she welcomed them with a mixture of gratitude and curiosity.

"Please, come in," she managed to say, her voice steady despite the whirlwind of emotions inside her.

As they entered her room, the kings' expressions were a blend of concern and determination. Aro, the one most adept at voicing thoughts, took a step forward. "We want to apologize for any distress you've experienced due to the actions of one of our own."

Caius's gaze was piercing, yet there was a hint of understanding in his eyes. "We should have intervened sooner, defended your place among us."

Marcus's voice was soft, carrying the weight of his centuries of wisdom. "You are not just our mate, (Y/N), but a valued member of our family. Your presence has enriched our lives in ways words cannot convey."

Tears welled in (Y/N)'s eyes as their words sank in. They had come to her, not just to reassure her, but to affirm her worth in their lives. The fortress of doubt she had constructed crumbled, and she felt like she was standing on the precipice of a new understanding.

"I... I don't know what to say," she whispered, her voice catching.

Aro's smile was warm as he approached her, placing a hand on her shoulder. "You don't need to say anything. Just know that you are cherished, valued, and loved.”

Caius's voice was a whisper that held an unspoken promise. "And we want to make amends for any pain you've endured."

Marcus's gaze held a quiet intensity. "Which is why we've decided to have a trial for the guard who caused you harm."

(Y/N)'s eyes widened in surprise, a mix of emotions churning within her. "A trial?"

Aro nodded. "Yes, a trial. We want you to be there, to see the consequences of his actions, to understand that the Volturi do not tolerate threats to their family."

Caius's voice was firm. "You will witness his judgment."

Marcus's words held a sense of finality. "And you will know that you are not alone."

Tears streamed down (Y/N)'s cheeks as she met their gazes, her heart overflowing with gratitude and a newfound sense of belonging. In that moment, she understood that her place among them was not just by chance, but by choice.

As the moon bathed the room in its glow, the kings and their mate stood together, bound by a connection that transcended words. In the embrace of their love and support, (Y/N)'s journey of self-discovery continued, her spirit rekindled by the realization that she was an integral part of the world she had come to call home.

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The Visit to Italy (Demetri Volturi x Reader)

You heard a noise in the attic above your room. Although no one had said anything about anything being up there. Realistically, you'd have been the last to know. Your next mistake was that you only got the flashlight on your phone for lighting. If it were someone in a horror movie, you'd have been screaming about the idiocy. However you lived in a house full of vampires. So you thought to yourself that you quite literally, and ironically, couldn't be any safer. You climbed the ladder, shaking your phone and activating the flashlight feature. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Not a thing out of place and no sign of life. Only cardboard boxes. Lots of them.

You stepped further inside and ran the light over everything, even bending to illuminate some of the darkest corners. Nothing. Suddenly there was creaking floorboards to your left. Creak. Creak. Creak. Creak. Whatever it was, was fast but before you could fully turn to react. Someone was standing before you. He walked quicker than a human but not too quick as to not be able to keep track of him. He turned his head and you were met with the expressionless face of Alec Volturi. His lips slowly upturned ever so slightly. As you took a few steps back, away from the open space so you didn't fall through it. Instead the space for the ladder was now in front of you. Alec seemed to enjoy your unease, no, your fear. Even though you tried not to show it. "So you're the one we're here for." He said quietly. You barely heard it. Alec turned his full body, keeping his unwavering stare and small smile on you as he began to move towards you. He glided, taking longer strides as the stacked boxes moved out of his way. You began to tremble. The closer he got, the more inhuman his behaviour was. As he got closer you realised he didn't glide, not in the delicate movements that it implied. No, his movements were like a slither. Never broken and fluid motions. Even as his next step would have sent any human plummeting to the ground or floor below as he moved over the empty space by the ladder, he didn't. In fact, his weight was immediately upon the leg that still remained stable upon the attic floor. Lifting his leg back up with ease. So much so it didn't even appear to be a mistake. You could fully have believed Alec did such a thing on purpose. It reminded you of a puppet on a string. If the puppeteer moved and lifted Alec without issue. It was terrifying. Your breathing quickened as he got closer. Stumbled protests fall from your mouth. You stepped back, to maintain distance. Something caught your foot and you fell into your back. "That's close enough." You stammered but Alec didn't listen. He continued to move towards you. Before you knew it, he was on his knees and looming over your body, his smile widening again. You screamed. Suddenly the light turned on. "(Y/N)?" Carlisle called up before his head popped up through the space.

You opened your eyes and Alec was not over you. Instead he stepped out from the opposite side, of the attic. "Carlisle, (Y/N) fell." Alec covered his mouth as he chuckled. Almost like a he got a childish glee out of it. "What on earth are you two even doing up here?" Carlisle looked at the two of you. "I was closing the window. You left it open and I was closing it. (Y/N) came up, I think they heard me and then they fell over like an idiot." Alec was practically giggling. That was a very bold lie. You were so stunned by how different Alec was being that you couldn't speak. You couldn't find any words at all. Alec's smile melted away. "Humans. They really are quite silly." Alec moved towards the ladder, forcing Carlisle to take his leave.

The Cullen's had thought it would have been over with once you had visited the Volturi and came home. The expectation wad that the stress would be over with once you were home for good. You were sent to stay two months in Italy. You were also in consistent contact with the Cullen's through the receptionist since you couldn't have your phone if necessary but your calls never came. However, you came home different. Distant even. It was easy to panic about it, worrying that the experience had traumatised you. Although you said otherwise. Instead, you had insisted you loved it. It was good and that was the end of it. You didn't want to elaborate, you never offered any explanations. Then the Cullen’s gave it time. Although it didn't do anything to help. Ever since you came home from that trip. You were different. You had zoned out lot lately, daydreaming away but one word caught your attention. Wedding.

"Wedding, what wedding?" You asked quickly. "Our wedding." Edward replied. "Once Bella is changed?" You raised an eyebrow. Edward shook his head and your jaw slackened. "Seriously again?" You said know disbelief. "We're going to do this again?" "(Y/N)..." Esme said warily. "No, I'm sorry, I just...I've kept silent for so long about this -probably for a year now or so." You leaned forward in your chair. "I have an honest question and I'd like an honest answer. You keep telling us that you want Bella to keep her humanity, her soul. Something you claim not to have. Yet as I recall, last year you left Bella thinking she was better off without you and then you tried to kill yourself when you thought she died." "(Y/N)." Esme ground out. "No, Esme. I'm sorry but someone needs to ask. I need answers because my life is on the line too." You turned back to Edward, a hand upon your chest. "I was there, with Bella, for all of it. I was there to reassure her that she wasn't crazy and that she didn't just make you up but what's worse is that when you left so did your family. They had no choice but to pack up and leave with you. To what I heard, you didn't even bother to stick with them either." Carlisle put a hand upon your shoulder, silently hoping to silence you but you wouldn't be silenced. Not by or for Edward Cullen. "I went with Bella and Alice to save you and we all got the same ultimatum by the Volturi. There are no second chances. That is what they said." You pointed to Bella. "She was to be changed immediately, as am I and Alice promised if you wouldn't she would. Everyone here knows what happens if we aren't changed. We all die. So why in the hell are you two talking about a damn wedding?" You asked incredulously. "Bella should have every human experience." Edward said flatly. "Are you kidding?" You laughed bitterly with disbelief. "Edward, so is dying of old age!" "(Y/N)-" Carlisle began but you cut him off. "Will you guys just let me say what I have to say? I've sat in silence all this time and Bella wasn't the only human to save your son. My life is on the line too. I'm owed that much, the chance to talk." Carlisle sighed and you turned back to Edward. "Bella doesn't want humanity. She wants you. That is her decision. You two are stalling!" You pointed at Edward. "You're trying to prolong this as long as possible-" You pointed at Bella. "and you're letting him. You're appeasing him because you're terrified he'll dump you in the woods again. You've at least got the deluded wiggle room to do that. I don't. I don't have a vampire boyfriend to save me when this goes to hell and all of this mess is for you." You continued pointedly at Edward. "You love her so much you'd rather she died a human and you'll just die after her because you don't care what your family feel and you don't think Bella is capable of knowing what she wants." "You'll be changed after Bella. A little over a year." Edward replied. "Don't assume to know anything about my love for Bella. You'll be sorely mistaken always. I wouldn't doubt the Volturi have been putting things in your head." Edward said icily. "Right, because we humans can't have thoughts and make decisions for ourselves, hm? Why am I not surprised?" You rose to a stand with a sigh. "You talk like you know anything about our world. Its easier for you to hate me because you blame me for everything." Edward shot back. "It is your fault!" You snapped. "Let's start from the beginning. You got to know Bella despite your families protests. Bella got bitten by a hungry vampire. You killed the hungry vampire. Said hungry vampires mate is pissed off that you killed her mate and is now after Bella. Then you break her heart and leave because she got a papercut. Then Alice comes back in some crazy tangent because you want to kill yourself and we run after you. Now you've put your girlfriend and me on the Volturi's radar and received an ultimatum that you need to change us and the first thing on your mind is to propose and months later after a newborn army comes to fight you to kill her. -She could have helped if she was human but the only one opposed to that who matters is you- Carlisle sends me on a trip to The Volturi for two months not knowing what would happen to me because maybe I have a superpower that the Volturi can ogle to buy you more time and now I'm back. Bella is still human and you two want to talk about weddings?" You glared at them both. You turned to Bella. "You don't even want to get married! You've knocked it for years. You thought it was pointless! A meaningless piece of paper and suddenly you're all about walking down the aisle?" "(Y/N), come either me and we can talk about this." Carlisle said gently, pulling you with him to the other side of the house.

"I don't understand why you're allowing this Carlisle. It isn't just the humans lives on the line." "Because he is my son." Carlisle said flatly. You turned from him. "I'm your child too." You said. Carlisle knew you well at this point and could see that you were pulling back from the family and detaching yourself from the moment. For you the conversation was over. He understood your fear but regardless, your words weren't necessary and shouldn't have been directed to Edward and Bella. It should have been directed to him. "Of course you are, (Y/N). Always." Carlisle reached out to you but you stepped back, not meeting his gaze. Carlisle sighed. "Edward feels rather strongly about Bella and his resistance about being one of us. Whilst I cannot fault your statement, it was worded rather harshly." Carlisle admitted. "It's the truth. Does he expect you to live without your son when she dies of old age? Does he think the Volturi would even allow that?" You asked. "I've already told Edward that won't be happening. He made himself clear that he can't live without her, so she will be one of us. That's final without even including our laws. However you're words were too harsh. You know better than to confront him like that." Carlisle finished. You sighed but said nothing. Clearly you were bored of the conversation. Carlisle looked at you for a moment. "You know you can talk to me about anything, right?" He asked. You hummed with a slow nod, looking anywhere and at anything but him. "I'm worried, (Y/N). Did something happen in Italy?" Carlisle promoted carefully. "No." You said flatly. You immediately tuned Carlisle out. No longer wanting any kind of conversation with him. He continued to speak but you weren't listening.

Your mind began to wander. Italy was none of his business. It was none of anyone's business what happened during your visit. You stared down the empty hallway and suddenly you were almost frozen in place. Even the mental image of Demetri approaching you enticed you. No one noticed him. No one but you. That was all that mattered. You had him completely to yourself in your mind. You watched has he moved closer to you, walking at a human pace. The light illuminating off of him as he moved. He was your escape and you took it gladly. Demetri's hands cupped your face as he closed the distance between you both. His cold lips met yours. His kiss melted you immediately and his arms wound around you, pulling you against him as he deepened the kiss. His hands moved to the sides of your head, holding you to him with a firm grip. Slowly, gently, Demetri's left yours looking into your eyes. "(Y/N), are you listening to me?" Carlisle's voice cut through the image and just like that Demetri was gone. You were back to reality.

Truth be told, you longed to be back in Italy more and more with every passing day. Forks began to grow bleak. More bleak than it ever was before. Demetri had become like a drug. You thought of him all the time you had a moment where your thoughts would be yours and your alone. Your imagination ran wild, imagining how you'd see him again. The feel of his lips against yours, how he'd hold you close. His lingering touches. None more than the events that happened in Italy, what had led you to now.

Everything surrounding was eerily quiet, as though about to break the silence, but never does. Your footsteps echoed slightly against the stone flooring. The ceilings were higher than you'd have expected and the hall before you dimly lit by torches. "Ciao, posso aiutarti?" A female voice rang out making you jump as you spun on your heel to see a woman at a desk wearing a red dress. Her brown hair tied in a bun. "Uhm...I'm sorry, I don't speak Italian." You said nervously. She hesitated for a moment as thought thinking through her next sentence. "English?" She asked. "Yes, sorry, I only speak English." You said slightly embarrassed as you felt like a burden almost immediately. Her smile returned. "No problem at all. My name is Valentina, I work in reception here. I asked if I could do anything to help you?" You nodded. "Right, Valentina. My name is (Y/N). I'm supposed to stay here for a while. I don't know if the Volturi told you." You trailed off slightly. She nodded. "Ah, right. I was informed to expect your arrival at some point in the next couple of days." Valentina nodded with a smile. "Take a seat, I'll call for someone now."

Three men dressed in grey were walking by when they stopped almost immediately, turning to the reception and their eyes zoning in on you. The one in the middle with auburn hair moved forwards as the other two followed suit. "You! Come here!" You heard the accent in his voice but weren't certain where such an accent was from. Naturally, you thought this must have been who was sent to collect you and complied. The receptionist looked stiff and tried to hide her expression of unease. "What are you doing here? You're that human everyone's talking about- aren't you?" He said icily. "Uhm...yes?" You weren't sure how to answer that. "You're already a bother. You better stay out of our sight if you know what's good for you." He sneered. You couldn't help the confusion in your expression. "What is that stupid look on your face for?" He snapped. "Well...it's just that... you're annoyed by my presence so you called me over here?" The three laughed somewhat maliciously. "Cheeky, little morsel." The man commented before he reached out with two fingers and pushed, his strength easily knocked you to the ground with surprising force. The three laughed in amusement when suddenly a voice rang out. "Hey!"

You heard a sharp female voice. There, approaching you was a woman in heels and a tight red dress. She was drop-dead beautiful. An angel if you had ever seen one. Her dark brown curls bounced with every step. "Did you just touch the human?" "So what if I did?" The auburn haired vampire sneered. "Evan." She smiled seductively. "One of the lower guards who needs to inflate his ego by being the loudest..." Her eyes shifted to the two men behind him. "...and your spineless cheerleader buddies." She turned her attention back to Evan. "You even think of this human again and I'll..." She trailed off leaning in to whisper into Evan’s ear. It didn't take long for Evan to recoil. "You're crazy!" Heidi smiled sweetly. "Now go!" She suddenly barked, her smile vanished making the three men run off quicker than you could comprehend. Her smile returned as she focused on you immediately. "A little birdie told me that a human is waiting for us. I assume that is you." She tapped your nose, crouched to your level with a sweet smile. You nodded. "Great! Then I found who I'm looking for." She rose to a stand and pulled you to a stand before dusting you off. "My name is Heidi and you must be (Y/N)." You nodded with a polite smile. "Yeah, that's my name." "Don't mind the imbeciles we call the lower guard. None have much going on between their ears and I'd say some are compensating for elsewhere." She nodded behind her. "Some might try their luck but we're in charge of them, they won't defy us so you're safe." "Thanks." You replied.

"Ah, sweet (Y/N) has arrived." Aro grinned as he rose to a stand from his throne and descended the stairs to greet you. "Welcome to Italy." Caius' greeting was crisp and precise, lacking with any pleasantry as always. Aro moved quickly to take your hand with a smile. If you didn't now better you'd have considered it almost an attempt at a warm greeting. "Thank you and thank you for accommodating me. From what I've seen, you have a lovely home." You shifted momentarily uncertain if you should bow. "That isn't necessary." Aro gave you small grin. Then you remembered he still had your hand. "It is our pleasure to have new life in the castle." Aro released your hand and clasped his own under his chin. "Has Carlisle explained your visit?" Aro tilted his head from his throne. You shook your head. "No, sir." "Well, we requested this visit to investigate any possible gifts you may have and how much of a liability you could be. Of course, we expect you to be changed but decided as an attempt to keep the peace, that we'd like to meet you ourselves." Aro spoke matter of factly. In all honesty, he actually seemed rather bored with it as did Marcus and Caius. "Considering how attached Carlisle appears to be to humans." Caius added with a slight sneer. "Now, might I introduce you to our more permanent guards, the elites, if you will." Aro guided you to face two vampires. "The twins, Alec and Jane." You felt a chill run through you. You were told horrific things about the twins and that they should be avoided at all costs. Facing them now and seeing their emotionless but cold stares still struck some fear within you. You gave them a quick nervous smile and nodded to them but received nothing in return. Aro guided you to a tall blonde vampire. "This is Demetri, our tracker." All vampires were inherently beautiful and Demetri was no different. It took everything you had within you remain composed, quickly remembering that no one in this coven was by any means pleasant. You gave him the same quick, nervous smile and he nodded in return. Demetri also gave no facial expression that you could only assume was out of being polite. Then you were guided to the tallest and who had to be the strongest given his muscular physique. "And this is Felix." Aro finished and you gave him the same greeting. Felix, however, was smirking at you and gave a nod in return. The most you had seen from any of the guard.

You settled in with surprising ease. Your room was more extravagant than you had ever seen. It was quiet and dare you say peaceful. You were certain it was probably impossible to go into every room there were hundreds of that you were sure of. What was amazing was the smallest pieces of modern technology scattered around the castle. There were TV's in the less decorated rooms that you were certain used to be storage. The kitchen and bathrooms seemed to be the newest. At every turn, there was something different. However you were warned that some rooms are very old and on the brink of collapse, so some areas you were told to completely avoid was the top floor. It wasn't used anymore and left to gather dust for the time being anyway. It seemed to add a layer of legitimacy also for the tours. After all, as far as humans were concerned. No one was living in the castle. On the outside the castle seemed relatively small due to the clock tower being in front but this seemed to be nothing short of an illusion as the grounds and the buildings only expanded further and further out. All of which were joined by the base of the castle which was underground. Therefore the top floors were the only ones consistently visible. The very top you were to absolutely avoid. Your next place to avoid was the tower. You weren't told what was in there, only that it was off limits along with the dungeons. You didn't even know there was dungeons until you were told you couldn't go there.

The rooms that did see the light of day were magnificent. In one room most of the windows were stained glass, the colours beaming down onto the floors. In another, the roof was dome shaped and made of glass and the sun beamed down on solely the middle of the room. The rest of it in the shade. There were many balconies. You didn't even bother to try and count. Most rooms had moldings, some of gold, some of stone and some of those rooms had painted ceilings of many designs. Everything was regal and appeared to be something out of a dream or a fantasy novel. You noticed how the Volturi differed from the Cullen’s in more miniscule details than cruelty. The Cullen's dressed to the era, always modernised. The Volturi didn't. Sometimes you'd pass one wearing a modern look and pass another who looked like they'd just came from the seventeenth century. Except Heidi, she was always in modern clothes that were usually red tight dresses. She was 'the fisher' after all. Although what was surprising was that whilst you did your best not to give the guards who wore dated clothing any funny looks...the Volturi seemed to do the same to you. Almost constantly scrutinising your clothing. For some it seemed to catch them off guard if you showed so much as an ankle or a shoulder before they quickly regain composure. The expression from both parties was always the same 'what are you wearing?'

The place was strange most of the time but upon others it was nightmarish. It was then that you understood why you were warned in the first place. Sometimes at night, you were awoken to screaming. Morning, noon, evening, night, any time at all there could be screaming of someone being tortured. Most times it was coming from the dungeons but sometimes it was only a few halls down. The growls, hisses and snarls echoed down the halls. The sound of boulders colliding also echoed which you quickly learned wasn't thunder or a building collapse, it was an altercation between two vampires. Even when nothing was going on, it was still rather frightening.

The twins were like two over grown children. Spoiled and demanded their way. If refused their tantrums were destructive and - in your case especially- deadly. Alec's voice feigned innocence and could suddenly drop into a deep growl before his screaming began that sounded like a wild animal. Jane dressed younger than she actually was and looked near identical to a doll. Not to mention her passion for porcelain dolls as she seemed to collect them. Her other hobby was torturing people in the dungeons or anyone she could in general. It made you think that Jane used her gift multiple times a day every day solely because she enjoyed it and no one would say otherwise.

Felix, 'the executioner' was intimidating in every way, he played rough at any given time. He enjoyed fighting. His grins were sadistic and whilst he was reasonable nice to you, you still felt intimidation. Sometimes he made jokes about the tiny human, other times it was jokes about wanting to bite you. They were considered harmless though since if anyone would bite you they'd simply do so rather than just joke about it. Plus everyone knew that you were off limits. Even you knew.

Then there was Demetri. He was very quiet, a man of few words. He only spoke when it was really necessary. He stood with confidence, an arm behind his back as he stared anyone and anything down, seemingly waiting for someone to strike. He never showed much emotion and was cool and precise. You had even seen Demetri strike a guard a couple of times and not once did he even so much as break a stare his expression just rarely moved a constant silent spectator who seemed to keep nearly everyone in line. The responsible one of the elite guard.

No one really spoke to you but you didn't mind, you didn't really speak to them and what exactly could you talk about. As time went on, it became apparent that you'd likely have to approach the guard for anything or the receptionist who was least likely to tear your throat out. You had just been passing by, Aro wanted to check on you and inform you of the ongoing trail that would take place for about two hours and for your safety, you had best stay clear. What was seemingly unplanned however was Jane's attendance. Jane was waiting to be dismissed when Caius insisted that she be present. "But my doll! I left her in the library! Master, can't I get my doll and out her back first!?" Jane grew agitated. "My apologies, my dear but you're needed now. (Y/N) is just leaving." Aro said smoothly. "But my doll!" Jane whined before stamping her foot. "Enough of this!" Caius hissed at her, silencing her immediately but her pout and scowl remained. You paused before you looked back at Jane. "I could get your doll if you like, I'm going to pass the library anyway. " You offered. "No!" Jane snapped. "A disgusting human isn't touching my dolls!" She huffed with her arms crossed. "I actually think this to be a good idea, Jane." Aro said almost too sweetly, as though daring her to snap at him. "Such a kind offer from little (Y/N) here too, don't you think brothers?" Aro asked. "A kind offer indeed." Caius agreed. Marcus didn't seem to be paying attention and offered no opinion on the matter. "I just thought I'd offer, Jane. You don't need to take it. I just-I know you care about your dolls a lot so I figured it was stressful to think of just leaving it there." "Don't pretend to know me!" Jane sent you a look of disgust. "You're not touching my doll, I will make you wish you were dead if you do! Where would you even think to take it!? You can't bring it to me!" She replied icily. You blinked. "Your room?" "You're not allowed in my room!" Jane cried out hysterically. She looked like she was about to lunge at you. Caius suddenly slammed his hand down upon the arm of his throne making you jump and Jane break her icy glare on you. "Enough!" He snapped. "Jane, you will not be dismissed, therefore you either take the humans offer or you don't!" Jane looked deeply distressed. You tried again. "Well, if I did, where would you want me to put it for you? What about Alec? Would you like me to give it to him? He'll keep it safe until you get back, won't he?" "I trust my brother with my dolls, it's you I don't trust!" "Oh...well, I can assure you that I'll take care of it and take it straight to your brother." Jane only sneered and then Aro lost his patience. "(Y/N), I ask that you fetch the doll from the library and bring it to Alec." Jane gawked and stamped her foot, a screech about to pass her lips when Aro cut her off. "One more sound out of you and there will be consequences." Aro warned and Jane backed and lowered her head upset by the situation. "I'll be careful, I promise." You nodded to Jane before the leaders. "Thank you, (Y/N)." Aro nodded.

You found the doll Jane was so attached to. A victorian dressed, red-headed doll. You were nervous to touch it considering Jane's protests. Not to mention who you'd be bringing it to. You knocked on Alec's door gently and it swung open to Alec's cold stare. "Hi, sorry to bother you but, uh...Jane left her doll in the library and wasn't allowed to go back and get it. I was told to bring it to you?" Alec looked at the doll before snatching it, nearly scratching you in the process. "Helena..." Alec said in a sing-song looking down at the doll. "Oh she has a name?" You could have slapped yourself in the face for saying such a thing. Why were you inviting him to talk to you? "They all do." Alec said lightly, innocently. That made you nervous. "Can I show you something?" Alec asked. You found yourself thinking 'Please, don't' but instead said "Sure." It came out with nerves and Alec seemed pleased before setting Helena on the bed and grabbing your wrist too tightly and practically dragging you across his room. He took you to his window. "Those humans, what are they doing?" Alec pointed at a group of kids huddled in a group. "They meet back there over and over again and run away from the one who stays behind. They catch someone and those two carry on until the rest have been grabbed by them." You listened to Alec's description. "It could be tag but if they're holding on for a few seconds and then stopping then I reckon it's manhunt." "Man...hunt?" Alec tilted his head. "Yeah it's the same principle as tag but you can't just tap them, you have to hold onto them for a few seconds and then they join the hunt for others until everyone is caught. I used to play it as a kid. Tag and all the other games got boring." He didn't respond, continuing to stare the kids down as you turned away from the window and began to walk towards the door.

Suddenly an arm wrapped around your neck as a foot nudged the back of your knee and made you fall to your knees. You panicked almost immediately as Alec's grip around your neck squeezed tightly against your throat. "Alec, what are you doing?" You instinctively struggled against him to no avail. "Do you like games, (Y/N)?" Alec smiled. "It depends on the...game." You managed out. "I like to play games sometimes. Especially when I win." His grip tighter again. "Ease up." You said quickly. "Ease up." "Trying to be nice to us won't get you any favours." Alec's voice dropped before he let go. You fell forward but wasted no time getting up and sprinting out the door. You were so panicked that you didn't hear Alec's laugh.

You hurried back to your room, and opened a window, trying to breathe through your sobs. You didn't notice Demetri as he stopped at your door. "Are you alright?" He asked and you jumped, your shaking hands covering your mouth. "It wouldn't be the twins by any chance, would it? I saw how you handled Jane earlier, you handled that better than most." You shook your head. "Al-ec." You stammered through tears. Demetri hummed. "Ah yes, to be fair both of them could reduce our kind to tears if our biology allowed it. It's a rare day that you're ever in the mood to deal with those when they have emotional control as long as a grain of rice." You couldn't help the small laugh that escaped you as you wiped your tears. "You did well, if you hadn't, you wouldn't be alive. Ignore them, they're just testing you. Don't let them think you're a toy." Demetri told you.

You jumped back with a screech as the eight legged creature scuttled quickly across the floor. You hadn't meant to scream, especially over something like a spider. However your scream caught the attention of the wrong person as a curious Alec peeked his head around the door. You hurried to the other side of the counter creating space between yourself and the spider. "What's with all the noise?" Alec entered. "Oh this little thing." "Alec! Get it!" You quivered. "Do you not like spiders, (Y/N)?" "I hate them! Just- Alec please!" You begged you watched as he lured the eight-legged creature onto his hand before covering it with his other hand. "Th-Thanks." You stammered, slightly relieved until you caught Alec's menacing smirk. He stepped closer to the counter, arms outstretched. "Alec? Alec, just get rid of it- what are you doing?" You said quickly. "Don't you want to see it, (Y/N)?" "No! I saw it from there! Just get rid of it!" You grew irate as he began to walk around the counter. "I can feel the little thing crawling around in here. I think it's excited to see you." Alec giggled. "Alec, this isn't funny. Stop." You panicked. "Alec, I mean it!" "I think it's funny. I think it'll be very funny to put this spider on you and watch are you scream and squirm in terror." Alec grinned. Before Alec could get any closer, you lost your patience and let out a very loud scream. Twice, three times and then a forth. "Get it away from me!" You screamed with a hateful glare. Alec giggled again when a firm voice cut in. "Alec." You both turned to look at Demetri. "That's enough. You've tormented the human enough. They're making too much noise." Alec huffed. "That's not my problem. I'm just having fun with our new friend, (Y/N)." His tone was mocking. "Alec." Demetri warned. "That's enough." The two vampires had a stare down before Alec threw the spider down to the floor and stomped on it, twisting his foot. Within the blink of an eye, he was gone and after a quick glance, so was Demetri.

Later that day you were summoned by Aro but were surprised by both twins standing to the side of the room, arms crossed with blank expressions. "I'd like to speak to you as I hear you've had a few run ins with Alec." Aro sat back in his chair of his study. You nodded, uncertain of what to say. Especially since the boy was a few feet away from you. "The twins are difficult to deal with, given their past they've been through a lot. You dealt with Jane rather well, however Alec..." Aro sighed. "Alec is acting this way as he seems to have an interest in you. Although he doesn't quite understand it himself, he's acting in the only way he knows how. He seems to enjoy giving you attention, even if for all the wrong reasons. Others usually go ignored." Aro sensed your unease as he spoke but ignored Alec's quiet huff. "I have had a word with Alec and both twins will be on their best behaviour around you or they'll answer to me. However if this does not suffice, I can ensure they won't be near you." You thought about that momentarily. Testing how comfortable you were with that. Although you just felt guilt. "No, there's no need for that." You spoke up. "This is their home it wouldn't be fair to limit them for my benefit." You looked at the twins as you caught their gazes snapping to you in surprise, clearly not expecting the response. "It's probably a little uncomfortable with me being here too considering their past. I don't hold any ill will against them. It's...it's alright." "Well they know what I will and will not tolerate and this behaviour will cease immediately." Aro turned to the twins. "Is that understood?" He asked. "Yes, master." The twins said in unison. As Demetri was closing the throne room doors he caught sight of you, you smiled slightly giving him a wave. "Pain." Suddenly there was a tortured scream behind him. You heard it and your smile was gone in an instant. The screams continued and Demetri heard your heart begin to pound within your chest. Another guard that you learned was Afton emerged behind Demetri who dived forward. Even with inhuman speed, neither were quick enough. Demetri had pushed the door further open as he moved to get you in time. Giving you clear few of Felix and Santiago holding a man to his knees as Jane grinned before him. Suddenly, Felix grabbed the man's head and tugged. You heard the 'clink' as his head came off of his body before your very eyes. Shock ran through you just as Demetri grabbed you but he was too late. You had seen. Your own scream ripped through the silence and Demetri quickly covered your mouth. You screamed and cried behind his hand hysterically. He lifted you off your feet and walked away. Your kicking and struggling doing nothing against him.

Demetri was silent as always until he turned the corner and pressed you against the wall. You shook like a leaf, sobbing and crying. "Breathe." You barely heard him, he was so quiet. "Deep breaths." Afton was by Demetri's side in moments. Afton’s cold hands, took yours from Demetris arms and pressed them against the wall. "You're alright. You're safe but you need to take deep breaths through your nose." You let out another sob that was muffled by Demetri's hand. "You need to stop so that I can uncover your mouth, (Y/N). Eyes on me." You kept your eyes on Demetris Ruby red ones. "Good. Focus only on me. You're safe. You weren't supposed to see that. It can be explained to you but you need to calm down.” Slowly, your screaming stopped and it was enough for Demetri to remove his hand. "Good. Now let me take you to sit down." Demetri steered you to a sitting room, noting how you were still trembling violently and your breathing still wasn't entirely calm.

Demetri sat you on the couch before him before he knelt to your level, taking your wrists. "Deep breaths." Demetri reminded you and Afton appeared with a glass of water. He silently held it out to you and you carefully took it as you shook. You felt it best to hold it with two hands, gripping it tightly to try and ease the shaking. You knew you couldn't drink it yet as you held back more tears as best you could despite some still slipping past. "You must listen to me, understand?" Demetri regained your attention and you slowly nodded, not trusting your voice. "The vampire you saw had caused an issue in South America. You might know in that area there is believed folklore there bring him attention to humans. He slaughtered ten humans and brought too much attention to our kind. He had no remorse and was wanted to continue this. We have to intervene to keep our kind safe and your kind oblivious. What you saw is unfortunate but he is far from innocent and we do this protect our kind. Do you understand?" You nodded. "You're...k-keeping the secret and p-protecting your kind." You stammered. "That's right. Good." This was not how you imagined your first proper interaction with Demetri would go but it was hard to think about such a thing after what you had just witnessed.

You had entered the room mid-conversation. Heidi brought you into it almost immediately when you thought it best to say nothing and remain quiet. You kept up with conversation, even if some of the words and phrases used were either too complicated to know what they meant or were in another language. However Heidi was painting a pretty decent picture that she and Demetri did some more extra curricular stuff that wasn't covered in a friendship. You couldn't help but be a little bitter and not surprised that the two most attractive people in the Volturi were an item. You blurted out what you were thinking almost immediately. "You...and Demetri are-" Heidi cut you off. "No, we aren't together. We're just friends but there are benefits to having a friend willing to scratch an itch." Heidi winked. "Heidi!" Demetri broke his silence, giving her an appalled expression. "What? I was discreet- have you heard how humans talk nowadays? You might just die, Demetri." Heidi shrugged. "Regardless, it's no one's concern what I do unless I make it their business." Demetri replied hotly. Heidi ignored him. "He's a little more traditional than I am. I tend to find that a tendency around men of our kind. Not many women have a lot of love for such traditions that shackle them." Heidi remarked. Demetri glared hotly at her. "If you're going to be like that, consider such benefits to be ceased from this moment on." "Don't be like that." Heidi sighed. "Then don't group me with others. I don't like your implication, Heidi. Furthermore, what I do in the bedroom is none of the humans concern." Demetri said icily. "You know I meant nothing by my comments. Everyone knows you're nothing short of a gentleman." Heidi replied, reaching out for his arm. Demetri allowed it and only stared her down. "As a man, I respect you enough to not talk about you and our intimate moments. I simply ask the same of you." Heidi's grip on Demetris arm tightened in reassurance. "You're right, I apologise. I know you're a very private man and even if my comments were meant without offence, I should still respect your privacy." Heidi turned her head towards you. "I should make clear that Demetri may be traditional but I don't mean to imply that him to be prejudiced or anything of the sort. He's one of the good ones." Heidi smiled at you. Demetri seemed to accept the apology as he caressed Heidi's hand that was on his bicep and she released him.

Demetri, Felix and Santiago walked into the kitchen to find you cooking your dinner, currently cutting onions. "Hi guys." You smiled, not really expecting a response. "Hello, human." Felix grinned at you. That was better than nothing so you smiled at him. However after about thirty seconds of the guard sitting down you squeezed your eyes shut with a quiet hum. The three guards looked to you squeezing your eyes shut before rubbing your arm across your eyes. "Are you alright?" Felix asked. "I'm fine...I just...can't see. The onions are stinging my eyes." Your eyes watered and you tried to open them before tightly shutting them again. "Nope. Don't do that, (Y/N) that feels worse." You said to yourself and the guard couldn't help but be amused as you lowered the knife. You blindly began reaching for the sink and feeling for the tap. That was when the receptionists turned the corner. "What are you doing?" She giggled before quickly acknowledging the three guards with a nod. She didn't seem to notice them at first. "It's the onions! They're burning my eyes! Come help!" The receptionist continued to giggle as she hurried to your side, swatting your hands away and turning the tap. You quickly washed out your eyes with another hum grumbling something about “Onions being the devil.” "Don't you know that if you put a damp paper towel beside it that it'll absorb it and you won't have this problem?" "Of course I did." You drawled. "I just wanted to have agonisingly painful eyeballs. No, Valentina. I did not know that." You heard a chuckle. "Who's laughing at me?" You asked the room. "I am." Before Felix laughed again.

You were warned that whilst the castle was still standing strong on the outside, some areas of the castle were, to simply put it, were falling apart. It was only rooms really. Surprisingly, there wasn't any issues with the roofing or windows. There was the occasional ceiling plank, deteriorating wall paper. Cracks in the walls or flooring. It was no issue for them. It was, as you learned, for you. In one particular room you were minding your own business when Demetri and Felix suddenly looked to the ceiling. You just so happened to be in the door way and suddenly, you heard crumbling. It all happened so fast. You didn't get to even process what you had seen when suddenly something knocked you to the ground. Your eyes opened once more and your heart nearly leapt up your throat.

Demetri had knocked you to the ground, covering you with his body and the ceiling above the door gave way. There was a puff of dust and plaster, his pristine clothing now coveted in it along with in his hair. You even watched as he huffed in annoyance when a brick bounced off of his head, breaking in half. His eyes were locked on yours. With a soft touch, Demetri wiped away something from your head. You didn't know what it was, perhaps the remnants of plaster. However having him on top of you, as he stared intently into your eyes, completely unphased that he had just been hit with a brick as well as other bits of the fallen ceiling. "Damn, now we've got a hole in the ceiling." Felix mused looking at the hole that once was the top of the door frame and ceiling. "We nearly had a dead human too." Felix grabbed the door that began to topple over.

"Demetri?" You spoke up and his eyes flickered to you. The two of you sat in a living room. One of many. So many you weren't entirely certain which ones were where. "I've been thinking about my situation and that got me thinking about what you guys must think." Demetri said nothing but kept his gaze on you so you assumed that was a sign to continue. "Can you explain it from your perception?" You asked Demetri. "I know how the Cullen's see you but I've never heard the other side. Your side." Demetri looked at you for a moment. "Alright." Demetri said. "You have one person before you to your left. On your right, there are a group of five people. One must live, another must die. Who would you save?" "Why would I need to choose? What gives me the right?" You asked. "That isn't an option." Demetri replied. "Even if you don't make that call, you need to rely on someone else doing it. Can you trust someone else to make a decision? Could you live with it knowing you passed on a decision that when the decision is made, you didn't agree with it?" You thought for a moment. "You have a point." You nodded slowly. "I'd save the five people. Five losses are greater than one." "Even if those people did terrible things?" Demetri tilted his head. You paused. "Well...what if I don't like it but its for the greater good?" Demetri smiled. "The Volturi make those decisions all day long. There are vampires who make the wrong choices and to save the rest of our kind, we must be rid of them. We choose the five over the one, no matter what. Our species depends on it. Every species depends on the survival of the majority. Certainly, some may find us cruel but it's cruelty to be kind. Our cruelty has kept us alive and hidden. No criminal or murderer will thank you for putting them in prison. That one person is the only one who'd fault you for making that decision whether your cruel or not. Do you see anyone else willing to face the responsibility if things go wrong?" "I can understand that. It makes sense." You nodded. "Our laws aren't difficult to abide by, (Y/N). It just so happens that the Cullen's make it a common occurrence. Truth be told, we aren't certain why they're still alive but they're pushing it and...” He trailed off but you finished his sentence. “I'm...the liability." Demetri slowly nodded. "You are a risk to our kind." Demetri said with honesty. "Why haven't you been changed, (Y/N)?" Demetri asked. "You must know why. I wouldn't be so calm in your position so you must have been told something to settle your nerves." You thought about the answer. "I didn't think I was in a position to demand. Carlisle asked me to trust him and I do. The plan is to change Bella and then me. A year apart so that she can be under control and then the attention turns to me." You answered. "Well what are they waiting for?" He asked. "Things come up...um...they figured it was best after graduation and then the whole newborn army situation came up. Now I'm here and it never really came up but I'm sure the plan is still the same." You assured him. "It's sounds like excuses and you're at the back of the line." Demetri said quietly. "You shouldn't be so agreeable, it's your life on the line." He finished before he got up and walked away.

You couldn't help but notice how much Demetri had begun to open up around you. He was still very reserved but he was beginning to talk. His words stuck with you. His explanation of the Volturi that was very revealing of both sides. However, you grew uneasy at how much more you sided with the Volturi. Demetri seemed to be a little more comfortable around you. Much like everyone else. You expected to be on edge all day long, but you weren't. The Volturi did awful things from time to time but they weren't the monsters constantly seeking out blood. Not in the way the Cullen's had described. They seemed like people with their own likes, dislikes and wants.

"Can I tell you something?" You turned to Demetri who after a moment, slowly nodded his head. "This might sound crazy but I'm a little confused and I'm a little frustrated." You began, pacing in front of him. "I was prepared by Carlisle and the others for a month before this visit. I was warned about everyone and what they were capable of. What to do and what not to do. They described you as horrible people. Yet...you don't seem like that. You aren't how they described you at all." "Do not be mistaken, darling. I am everything they claim. We are everything they claim us to be. However they'll have left out one crucial detail. That we are right. That we are not the enemy, the Cullen’s would have you believe."

You felt Demetri's eyes on you from the moment you had entered the room. You tried to ignore it at first, pretend that you didn't notice it. Although that grew more difficult by the second and finally you acknowledged it. Demetri looked at you with an expression you couldn't quite make out. "What?" You asked softly. "Why are you looking at me like that?" "I fear for you, (Y/N)." To hear Demetri admit that he felt fear was shocking enough. He never showed it. He always seemed to be prepared. Perhaps he was prepared for everything, everything but you. The human who's life could twist and turn at any moment. Demetri continued. "You've been living in waiting all this time. Waiting to be the focus whilst they dawdle and waste time. Time of your precious life that is running out already before we even get involved and they convinced you not to be afraid." You didn't know what to say to that. You had never thought about it in that way. Is that what everyone else saw? Demetri leaned forward upon the table he leaned against. "I can't help but feel you've been convinced to feel guilty if you question it and that's sad."

One afternoon, you spoke to Demetri about your thoughts on becoming a vampire. "Sometimes I wonder what I'd be like as a vampire. If I'd change, if I would even recognise myself." You said slightly amused. Demetri's finger trailed along your face to your chin before it fell. "You? As a vampire? You could be beautiful. You'd be so much more than you are now. Even if that's hard to believe for some."

Heidi smiled as Demetri was passing by. "What is it?" Demetri narrowed his gaze, Heidi only looked at him like that when she was plotting or thinking of something she shouldn't. "You seemed to have had a little bonding moment with the human." She cracked a smile. "I don't think I've heard you speak of someone in such a way before." Demetri sighed. "You're overthinking it. It was nothing." "Be honest with yourself." Heidi sat before Demetri and crossed her legs. She looked up at him through her lashes, almost seductively. "You met them, found nothing special about them but couldn't move on." Heidi smiled slightly. "It's sweet." "It's wrong." Demetri stated firmly. "You don't believe that. Not really. You can hide from yourself, Demetri but you can't hide from me." Demetri sent Heidi a look of irritation before she suddenly got up with a warm smile, fixing his jacket. "Indulge yourself a little. Maybe it'll go far. Maybe it won't. Just...dabble. Keep your attention on them a little longer than necessary, let your heart do the thinking. You'll get your answer."

You were vastly impressed with the size of the training room. You weren't allowed down there unless there wasn't any training happening and Felix and Demetri had just finished up. "So my turn now, yeah?" You cracked a smile and Demetri hummed in amusement. "and break you so soon, little one?" Felix grinned and you feigned a gasp of horror. "Are you telling me you big tough guys won't train me? I don't get to know the Volturi's tips, tricks and secrets? It's because I'm human isn't it? The moment you do, I'll be able to take you all on and you guys can't have that." You grinned. Felix let out a booming laugh before leaving the room. "You still couldn't darling." Demetri said with amusement. "Maybe that's what we humans want you to think?" You smirked. Demetri opened his arms. "On you go then. I'll give you money if you pin me." You looked him up and down a couple of times. You got off the bench and moved towards Demetri. "A couple of hundred?" You raised an eyebrow. "Darling, I'll give you a couple of hundred thousand." Demetri smirked. You immediately tried to push him once but he didn't budge. Before he could make comment, you put your shoulders into his stomach and pushed as hard as you could. "Can you even feel this!?" You yelled out during your strain. "Some would consider it cruel so dangle such money in front of a human knowing its impossible." Felix smirked at the sight when he returned. Demetri grinned back at him. "Keep going, I think I felt my weight shift about a millimeter." He said with heavy sarcasm in his tone. You groaned and relented. "You could have at least entertained me. A hundred thousand worth of money is nothing to you!" You huffed. "Alright, by some miracle, let's say you did get me to the ground." Demetri stepped back and immediately lay on the floor. "Then what?" "I'd screech in victory and then get my one hundred thousand." You replied immediately making Felix laugh. "No, seriously, you have successfully pinned a vampire to the floor...and then what do you do? Hope I just stay here?" "Uhh..." "Logistically speaking or even just naturally, what would you do next?" Demetri asked. You blinked once, thinking over what was on your mind but...he did ask. The answer was in your mind immediately but you hesitated you had to hesitate with such an impulsive thought. Then you shrugged it off.

Felix let out another booming laugh when you caught the two vampires by surprise by sitting on Demetri. Demetri smirked. "Then I've got nothing-Oh wait no! Then I do this! You'll need to let me move you." You giggled. "I grab you by the fancy shirt and pull your chest up." You did so and to your surprise he complied, lifting his upper torso like you had lifted him. "Then I slam you down!" You did so, but what you didn't expect was for Demetri’s force to drag you down with him, your arms had locked to lift him. Therefore you were forced forward and closer to his face. You were stunned whilst he was not. Instead, he gave you a hungry lustful grin. Demetri took your face into one hand, squeezing slightly as he leaned inches away from your face. "Then what?" He said into your ear. You pulled back sharply, your face bright red with embarrassment. Felix's laugh ringing through your ears. "What did you expect (Y/N)!? Use us as a chair!? Or perhaps something else." Felix grinned. "I'm sure a few of us wouldn't mind." You couldn't speak especially as you felt Demetri's fingers brush against your knee as he lowered them. "And then I get bit because I'm a human." You pouted, your face still flushed. "Ending the fun so soon?" Felix asked. "Just when it was getting good." "Felix..." You groaned. "You shouldn't groan another mans name whilst on top of a man, (Y/N)." Felix teased. "Stop it!" You said loudly as your face reddened again. Once you dared to look at Demetri, you regretted the decision immediately. "Don't look at me like that." You said quickly, your eyes widening. "Like what?" Demetri asked with feigned innocence but he knew as well as you did. You knew he knew. Demetri was quite literally seducing you with his eyes alone. A hungry, lustful gaze directed solely towards you. It made your heart race. You knew he was likely just playing around and was probably in fact just hungry and the lust was imaginary upon your part. Yet whilst your eyes likely deceived you, what you wouldn't have done for him to look at you that way for real.

You closed your door shut when you jumped at the sudden voice that rang out. "Ah! Just the human I was looking for!" You looked towards the source and smiled. "Hey, Felix. What's up?" "I was hoping to speak to you about something, where are you going?" He asked as he moved to your side. "Kitchen, it's lunch time and I might eat everyone here and the irony it brings." You replied. Felix chuckled. "I will walk you there. I've been meaning to speak to you about the other day in the training room. You really encourage Demetri to relax and come out of his shell." You shrugged. "I'm sure it was just to torment the human." You smiled towards Felix. "No, that's the problem. He holds everyone at arms length yet you seem to get through to him like its nothing. You're different from the others. No one can get him to open up as easily as you do. I haven't seen that playful side in him in...probably a century." "I'm sure Heidi would think differently." You said pointedly, subtly reminding Felix of Demetri and Heidi's friends with benefits situation. "It's different than her too. Those moments are fleeting. When you get him to open up, it lasts longer."

Demetri was reading his book as you sat beside him. "What are you watching?" You asked the twins who sat together on the other couch. "This chef yelling at people." Jane replied. "It's rather amusing how creative his insults can be...even if rather silly." The shot changed to reveal who they were talking about. "Oh...Gordon Ramsay? Yeah he's...something." "You know him?" Jane asked as she turned her head towards you. "Oh yeah, he's quite popular with humans for that exact reason. Loud and funny." "His language is abhorrent." Demetri said, not tearing his gaze from his book. "I mean, for me it isn't that bad but I can understand why it might bother you." You nodded in agreement. "I don't care for any of it...I just want him to yell more." Jane said. You stifled a giggle. "Wait is this where he has the two teams against each other or where he goes into restaurants needing help?" You asked. "Teams, I believe." Alec replied as the twins watched him. "He's going to do it again." Jane said before she put her hand on Alec's wrist. "I know sister." He nodded.

After sometime, the twins left, growing bored and looking for entertainment else where. You had gone quiet as you weren't entirely sure Demetri would want to speak to you. He had grown used to your heartbeat so close to him and barely noticed it as he was so absorbed in his book until the rhythm changed. Demetri heard your heart slow into a steady rhythm and before long he felt your head fall against his shoulder. Slowly, Demetri turned his head slightly. You had fallen asleep. Demetri couldn't help but be curious. He looked at you and wondered just what about you was so special. Yet he never seemed to figure it out and this time was no different. Demetri was feeling bold. You seemed well and truly asleep so it was likely that you wouldn't wake up if he didn't disturb you too much. Not that he had any intention to. He turned slightly, angling his body towards you and slowly raised his hand towards your face. Carefully, he put his hand on the side of your head, letting his thumb brush against your cheek. He was surprised by how right it felt to have you near. In fact, a tiny voice in the back of his head dared him to pull you closer. T he more he thought of it. The more he wanted it. He forced it down, tried to smother the thought. Yet he couldn't. No longer did the movie have his attention. You robbed and now held his undivided attention. He couldn't let himself grow attached. Especially not to you. You'd be gone as quick as you arrived and given who you're going back to...you weren't an option and yet that didn't seem to be enough to reason with his desire.

Demetri pulled the covers over you. "Good human." Demetri whispered close to your ear as he moved your arm across your stomach. Alec hovered over you. "Since when did we need to put the human to bed?" Alec asked, running through your hair to move it from your face. "They fell asleep in a room too close to the throne room. We have a trial coming up. Alec, stop that- you'll wake them up." Demetri quietly chastised Alec. "I don't care." Alec shrugged. "It won't change that I have to stay here." "If they stay asleep, it'll be nothing at all." Demetri replied. "Now do it." Alec nodded his hand hovering over your head. His mist descended, trickling into your ear. "There." Alec sighed. "They won't wake up, they'll be clueless. Now go, I'm bored already." Demetri looked at Alec one last time who scooted onto the bed crossing one leg over the other at his ankles. "All of this for a human." Alec grumbled. Alec twirled his fingers making the mist twirl under his fingers and into your ear.

You jumped slightly when you walked into a sitting room to find Jane who sat frowning at a doll on her lap. "Oh! I'm sorry- I can go elsewhere-" You paused. "are you okay?" Jane's mouth twisted before she seemingly came to a conclusion. "Human, come here." You were reluctant given the last time one of the twins requested your company. "Uhm...alright." It came out more as a question than a response as you moved to stand near Jane. Her hand shot out, grabbing your wrist in an icy grip and yanking you down in the seat beside her. You didn't your best to stifle a shriek that instead was a small squeak. "Does something look odd to you about my doll?" She asked. You looked at it. It looked fine, pristine even but the colour coordination was all wrong. "You want my honest opinion?" You asked. "That's what I asked of you!" Jane snapped icily. “The make up is too dark for the outfit and generally doesn't match." You replied quickly. Jane scrutinised the doll. "Yes, it appears so." She huffed. "I knew something was wrong! Alec gave her back to me after I asked him to change her dress since it ripped and now she looks ridiculous!" Jane fumed. "Wait, you can remove the clothes on those dolls?" You asked. "Only a few. It isn't common." Jane grumbled. "Come with me." She practically dragged you to her room.

You hadn't even been in that corridor since the incident with Alec. You quickly looked to his door to find it shut. Jane's room was covered in dolls. Your jaw dropped, eyes on you everywhere. "This...is quite the collection." You said to yourself. Jane paused for a moment before digging into her drawer and pulling out one of many boxes. She opened it to reveal many tiny doll clothes. Jane thrust out the doll to you. "Hold her. Drop her and I kill you." She said. You said nothing, your eyes wide as you took the doll gingerly, before hugging it to yourself. She found a burgundy princess style dress and black shoes to match. Jane took it back from you and moved to her bed. You watched in silence as she changed the doll before holding it up to look over once more. "Better." You nodded and Jane cast you a side glance before she seemed to agree. "Alec told me, you name them." You began. "What's her name?" You nodded to the doll in Jane's arms. Jane was quiet for a moment, reluctant before she told you. "Violet." "She's really pretty." You told Jane. "...thank you." Jane replied quietly. "Do they have a particular order or place?" You asked, looking around the room. "You...want to know about my dolls?" Jane asked you, somewhat suspicious. "Yeah." You nodded. "You're clearly passionate about them and you name them, so I figure many of them must have a story too." You were met with silence. You turned in confusion and immediately thought the worst and that you had done something wrong at the sight of Jane's smile. Yet no pain came, nothing happened at all. You relaxed hesitantly. "Violet goes here." Jane said before moving towards an empty space in the back wall.

Felix and Demetri saw you and Jane speaking in the hallway. "Well I'll be damned. What did that human have to drink when I fed on them? I think I'm hallucinating friend." Felix joked but Demetri didn't respond or even crack a smile. "You've got that look on your face when you grow uneasy." Felix commented. "What's on your mind, friend? Worried you'll be stuck with the human next?" "I can't be in their presence too much." Demetri said quietly. "Why?" Felix asked "Because if I speak to them too much, I'll fall in love with them and my life will crumble apart." Demetri admitted.

You were walking in the garden for much needed fresh air. Some areas of the castle- especially the bottom floors didn't have much air circulation. The garden was breathtaking. It was easy to distract you. You were so caught up with your surroundings that your heart leapt out of your chest when you misjudged your footing and came crashing down to the ground. You brought your hands out to catch your fall and quickly paid the price as pain hit the heel of your right hand. You rolled off of your knees and onto your behind but froze when you saw Alec walking towards you. "Did you scrape your hand?" Alec asked. "I can smell some blood." "Yeah but it doesn't hurt." You said. "Yes, it does." Alec retorted. Alec lifted your hand to inspect it. He hovered a hand over yours. His other holding your hand secure. A black mist fell over your hand from his and you lost feeling within your hand. That was when Alec blew on it and lightly brushed the dirt and the tiny stones off of your hand. "I was pushed to the ground more times I could count. So was Jane...when we were human. I don't remember the feeling but I know it hurts." "Alec?" You asked carefully after a while and his gaze shifted to yours somewhat stiffly. "When were you going to tell me you have a cool power?" Alec's eyes widened in surprise as he let out a laugh. Of all things he thought that you'd say...that wasn't one of them. He was fully prepared for your terror yet your eyes moved to the mist that rose out of your hand and back into his. "Thank you...for helping me." "I used to do it for Jane all the time. We'd play in the woods beyond the field at our house. She'd fall easier than I did." Alec looked at your hand. "Wait in the woods!? Ow! I've done that before and landed on a sharp stick. I still have the scar! I don't think I ever played there again. Jane is a champ!" You said incredulously and you saw a small crack of a smile appear on Alec's face. "It was the only place we'd get peace...mostly." Alec replied. "What would you play?" You asked. "Childhood games are very different from what they are now I imagine." "I don't really remember specifics, it's blurred glimpses of recollection at its clearest but..." Alec thought for a moment. "We would build cages out of sticks and catch butterflies. We'd chase each other." "Like tag?" You asked and he nodded hesitantly, uncertain. "Our mother would make dolls of rags for us. Jane loved them the most which often meant I was forced into playing along." You smiled in amusement at Alec's brief expression of dismay. "Not a fan of playing dolls?" You asked with a small smile. "That's very much Jane's hobby, although she only collects them. I'll never forget her face when Aro gave her first porcelain doll to her. We had never seen anything like it before so they were quite a sight." "I kind of wish I was there to have seen that." You admitted out loud before looking to Alec in surprise who also seemed surprised. He didn't respond, he wasn't sure how to. However his question stunned you. "Why are you being so kind? It isn't as though we have done the same." Alec looked at you with curiosity. "I...I meant what I said in Aro's office. You and your sister have been through a lot and I'm not owed anything from you. Sure, we got off on the wrong foot but I can understand-" "You don't understand what we went through- you didn't live it." Alec cut you off. "I wasn't going to say I did. I was going to say that I can understand you have every reason to not like me given your past and now." Alec was quiet for a moment. "You're not like the Cullen's...or anyone I've met before." You shrugged. "I'm painfully ordinary." You replied. "I...I don't know. I'm still pretty knew to the family. It's not necessarily a legal adoption." You admitted. "Adoption?" Alec narrowed his gaze. "Yeah." You shrugged slightly. "I can't give you much about my parents. I only know they gave me up when I was born. They were young when they had me. Sixteen or so? I was an accident and they were kids themselves. They weren't ready and decided that I was better off with a family who wanted a child. It didn't work out that way though. I had a few foster parents here and there but in the end I got too old for the system." Alec looked conflicted as to what to say. "It's fine. It doesn't bother me. I can't exactly miss something I didn't actually have." "I think it would be a little more complicated than that." He responded.

Heidi smiled from the window. "Well, it seems Alec is warming up to the human." Felix looked at Heidi like she grew a second head. "You lie. The twins don't talk to anybody, especially not humans." Felix got up from his seat and moved to Heidi's side, looking out the window to see Alec and the human walking side by side, leisurely. "There's something about this human." He said to himself. "It's called 'kindness' something this coven lacks." Felix shrugged with a nod in agreement. "I see your point."

The halls of the Volturi Castle were dim, lit by torches, the walls and floors made of stone. Only the upper floors were of the finest wood and wallpaper. In all honesty, the bottom floors were terrifying. Most of the guards were on this level and few were friendly. Next to none were approachable. However, you learned that very few times would they bother you if you bothered them. To distract yourself from the indefinite nightmare fuel that were these halls, you had your earphones in. You were allowed your old MP3 after a lengthy investigation of if you could contact anyone with it. When the leaders were satisfied that you couldn't was simply that old- you were allowed it and it acted as a major stress reliever. With the earphones in, no longer did your footsteps echo, making your spine chill. Although, so did the rest of your hearing, your music blaring in your ears. You felt a cold breeze upon your shoulders, you shivered, wrapping your arms around yourself to retain body heat. That was another thing about the lower floors, they were freezing all the time and upon occasion, there must have been gusts of wind that didn't help the matter.

You had eyes on you at any given time. It just came with the territory of being human in a place that resided vampire. It was the same for the secretary. However you were strictly off limits. No one was to lay a hand on you, no gifts, nothing. Not without the masters saying so. Naturally, that meant the elite guard were responsible for keeping the lower guards in line. So that's exactly what Demetri was doing. Or at least that's what he told himself. Everyone's eyes were on you and Anton's seemed to linger a little too long. Demetri knew his kind well enough to know what facial expressions meant what. Given how Anton's jaw was clenched, he was hungry. Given his hundred yard stare at your back, you were quickly becoming his meal. He seemed to be following you from a distance, slowly. You didn't know any better given the plastic in your ears from the music player you had. Anton's pace quickened and Demetri silently approached the scene. He had yet to be noticed. Even far away he could hear your music but that was far from his mind. Without warning, Demetri struck, grabbing Anton by the collar before grabbing him by the neck and forcing him into the wall. The wall cracked at the sheer force and Demetri quickly looked in your direction to see if you noticed. You hadn't. The music had completely blocked out the noise. Instead you shivered at a cold chill, wrapping your arms around your body and headed towards the stairs that led upstairs.

In the meantime, Anton began to struggle in attempt to get out of Demetri's grip. However his grip was lock tight and the more he struggled the more Demetri pressed him harder into the wall. Pulling him off the wall and slamming him back into it once more, his grip tighter. All the while, Demetri wasn't even looking. He was too concerned with making sure you kept walking. You did, up the stairs and out of sight. Only then did Demetri's full attention shift to Anton.

"Do you have a death wish?" Demetri snarled and was met with Anton's hiss. "You know the rule. No exceptions." Demetri hissed. Anton scoffed as he struggled slightly again. "Please, it's more than that. I see how you look at them. They could say 'jump' and you'd say 'how high?'" Demetri hissed again, leaning closer to Anton. "If you knew anything, then it makes you a fool to even dare go near them then. Such idiocy isn't tolerated here and the Volturi don't give second chances!" With his free arm, Demetri grabbed Anton's face and twisted. Clink! Anton's headless body dropped to the floor as Demetri thought about his words. If Anton did know Demetri's feelings then he should really have known better than to come after you. In fact, he might have been better off staying away entirely.

Jane had basically been forced to accompany you in the garden so you weren't left unsupervised and could get some fresh air. Sure, it gave Jane a break and it was helpful that you seemed to buried in thoughts to really pay her any mind. Usually that would have been welcomed. However, Jane didn't like it. It put her on edge and she wasn't even certain why. "What's wrong?" "Hm?" You tore your gaze from the ground to meet Jane's eyes as she sat on a stone bench. "Nothing just...the...y'know, Demetri stuff." You responded. Jane sighed immediately regretting asking. "Alright, fine. Talk to me about it. Just this once." Jane groaned. "You...you'll hear me out?" You asked. "If you start talking before I regret it." She replied. You thought for a moment before taking a deep breath. "I look at Demetri and I see this perfectly sculptured, Greek God. He's like a sun set, a painting that has endured for centuries, a perfect picture and you can't help but admire it." You lightly shrugged with a somber shake of your head. "God's, sunsets, paintings, they don't admire someone back. I'm so tiny, so miniscule that I'm like a particle in the wind. That's why I don't believe it, Jane. It's hard enough to believe he could even notice me." Jane looked at you blankly from her seat on the stone bench as a gentle breeze broke through the smothering heat. After a moment, she sighed. "You are correct." Jane said simply. "Humans come and go. You are around for the equivalent of a few seconds for us. One minute you're there and the next you're in the ground and you have eight grandchildren. That's how humans are to us. Food. I don't socialise with humans. You're generally the first and I can say that you are annoying, you think with your moral compass, you think anyone older than you is wrong and stupid, your manners are almost non-existent and you care so much about what everyone thinks. Yet you try to gain everyone's approval and in all honesty, you are a breath of fresh air. Something about you makes me want to hate you yet I can't bring myself to do it." Jane gestured around her. "Do you think I talk to many people? If I had my way, I'd be ignoring your existence right now but instead I am sitting her listening to your human problems and they're about Demetri!" Jane made a face of disgust. "Maybe gods don't admire those around them, yes, paintings will never have the sentience to acknowledge you because you are not for them. They are for you. What is a God without those who worship? What's a painting to someone who cares not for art? Beauty is in the eye of the beholder making Demetri lucky that you even noticed him to begin with. Humans are so busy with stupid, mundane, futile things. I heard you the other day complain about your hair for fifteen minutes and you still hadn't decided what you'd do with it within half an hour. Last week you didn't see the disembodied hand at your feet in the throne room-" "The what now?" Your eyes widened. "Don't interrupted me." Jane huffed. "You didn't notice, you were too busy looking at the empty thrones. You focus so much on what could be that you miss what's happening before you. Yet you noticed him. You notice him all the time and you wonder why he isn't complaining? It's a miracle you're even focused on me right now!" "This feels kinda harsh." You admitted slowly. "The point is..." Jane sighed. "In the human world, vampires are nothing. We're lost in time and forgotten. You are the painting, (Y/N). You are fleeting and I believe Demetri is frightened of the day you disappear and are forgotten like every other human." "So you think it's true?" You asked her. "I think Demetri would be stupid enough to want something that he cannot have. If he was thinking, he'd see that he shouldn't waste time on something he could lose at any time." Jane said flatly. The two of you stayed in the silence. "Can I be done with all of this now? If you're going to make me gossip, at least make it good." Jane asked. You broke into a smile. "Yeah, thanks Jane." There was another moment of silence. "Does this mean you actually like me but hate it so will deny being my friend?" You asked. "Do I have to walk you through everything? Can't you figure out the answer on your own?" She frowned at you.

Demetri was nothing like anyone you had ever met. You look at him and see everything that you are not. You see how little and insignificant you were to him. You lived only decades whilst he had centuries maybe a thousand years more than you. He had seen more than you could ever dream, he lived what is now nothing but fantasy in your mind. He had watched civilisations be born and die over and over again. He was eternal. Permanent beauty like seeing the stars every night upon a clear sky. Always to be admired, but never in reach and never noticed in return. He changed everything like a tornado, you saw how his presence changed the room. He was a force to be reckoned with. A god among men. A man who held no fear and never fell out of line. He never skipped a beat and every movement was entrancing. He left nothing in your mind or soul untouched. It felt almost false to believe that a man who had outlived so many years and lives that he could ever really see you. It was enough just to have him gaze at you for a brief moment never mind a lingering stare. He is not innocent. He is capable of doing horrible things. Yet he never raised a hand to you and at first, didn't speak a word. Without a single word he had trapped you. He had become your rock, your line, your everything.

You barely got the time to register Demetri's harsh stare as he stormed up to you. Demetri grabbed your shirt, tugging you two the wall before pressing you against it. You trembled slightly in fear of what would come next. Demetri seemed to search your eyes. "Demetri?" You whispered. You didn't know what you did to upset him and he offered no clues. His mouth twisted, clearly conflicted. He released the tight grip on your shirt, his palm flat above upon your collar bones before he leaned in to your ear. "Sii sempre mia..." He was gone before you could ask what that meant.

"Friend-" Felix began but Demetri cut him off. "I cornered them without even thinking. This is what I was afraid of, Felix. This is getting worse! They can't know of this. It will frighten them! I will frighten them!" "Well what did you do?" Felix asked. "Ho detto loro 'sii sempre mio'." Demetri said with wide eyes. "Damn Demetri, that's intense!" Felix gaped. "I know!" Demetri raked his hands through his hair. "I don't know what came over me, I just said it! I just-" Demetri cut himself off. "You just what? What were you about to say?" Felix moved closer. "In the moment I needed to tell them, even if they didn't know what I said or even if they didn't hear me- I needed to tell them." Demetri said. "Demetri...this doesn't seem like a minor infatuation or lust." Felix said warily. Demetri sighed, sitting on the couch and holding his head in his hands.

Those three words practically haunted you for the days that came after. Demetri wouldn't tell you what it meant, simply looking into your eyes before silently turning away. Felix wouldn't tell you out of respect for his friend. You even asked the twins who both wrinkled their noses in disgust and brushed you off. Valentina flushed and said how she could never repeat such a thing. Eventually you brought it up when talking with Heidi who was basically your last hope at that point. "I'd google it if I was allowed near the internet." You huffed. "It's driving me insane." "Whaf if it's nothing?" Heidi tilted her head. "It can't be. Every time he says it, he seems too distant, sad even. You should have seen Valentina's face when she heard me. She was afraid to tell me incase Demetri found out." "So what's the problem here?" Heidi asked. "He always says this thing to me but he won't tell me what it means. Neither will Felix because Demetri is his friend." You said softly. "Oh? Go on then. What does he say? I'll be the villain." Heidi smiled. "Sii sempre mia." You said slowly, uncertainty. Heidi raised an eyebrow but her smile never faded. "What does it mean?" You asked. Heidi leaned in to whisper in your ear, covering her mouth with her hand. It was a soft whisper. "Always be mine."

Demetri stormed up to Heidi a few hours later, he was absolutely livid. "How dare you!?" Demetri snatched Heidi's wrist. "How could you tell them!? You knew I didn't want them knowing anything!" Heidi tilted her head. "Because you told them. You just told them knowing they wouldn't understand. The human knows you're acting differently and they can't understand why. The way I see it Demetri, you have bigger problems because they don't believe you. They don't believe you could ever see them as you do." Heidi stepped closer. "They have a right to know when your pushing them against walls and speaking in languages they don't know. Believe it or not, I did this for you because you're too afraid to do it yourself! So unhand me, Demetri, and calm yourself. You might just find yourself thanking me later." Heidi glared at him. Demetri stared her down, calculated and cold before roughly letting go. "If this goes wrong, it is your doing. It is your fault. That's always the problem with you, Heidi. You think such a pretty face is your permission to meddle in other people's business." Demetri turned on his heel and stormed off. He didn't care for Heidi's response. She didn't have one. As for as she could see it, his words meant nothing, not until she gave those words the power to sting and Heidi wouldn't. Not for once second. She's been talked down to many times, her appearance somehow always meant a lack of self-respect and intelligence. She knew better than anyone that such a bold assumption could lead to a very nasty trap.

To Demetri, you were a dream. A dream of what he could have had, what he should have had if he wasn't a vampire. If he reached out to it, He might not catch it. Just when he decides he likes it, it is gone. You knew things more complicated than he could understand, yet you knew so little in the broader scale of time. Seeing your mind at work, hearing your thoughts, it was refreshing and intriguing. He came from a time where there were rules on what to think or say. Yet you seemed to have no rules and even seemed confused by the idea. It was foreign and unnerving to you. What freedoms do you have now that he didn't? What did you think about throughout the day? What were those imposing thoughts that seemed to occur from nowhere at all? You plagued him like a ghost and it frustrated him but couldn't bare the thought of you never having been here. You were the bright colours renewed. No longer seeing the grey bleakness of the world. You were like lightning, quick but impactful and loud.

That night would have been like every other night...if you didn't feel someone sitting on the bottom of your bed. You didn't know who it was. You couldn't figure out any description even by the clothing, only a silhouette. You could only see so much and you didn't want them to think you were awake. "I know you're awake." His voice was barely above whisper. You knew who it was immediately. You didn't think you could ever forget Demetri's voice. Carefully, Demetri moved up towards your bedside. You opened your eyes.

Only the moonlight behind the curtains was your light source and do all you could see was the ends of his blonde hair that you wished you could run your fingers through every time you saw it. You felt the bed dip at your hip as Demetri loomed over you. "Pardon my intrusion, I hope you humour me little human." You said nothing too side tracked by the faint red you could see from his eyes in the dark. It was too dark to really see him but the glimpse of moonlight behind the curtains helped a little. "You see, I had hoped that I wouldn't find much differences in the castle with two humans roaming around. However, you change things. You're different and I can't place why." Demetri put a hand under your jaw, cupping it. "I like you, little human. I really like you." You felt your heart pound as Demetri seemed to pin you down a little bit further with his arm alone. That shouldn't have been surprising given his strength...but it was. Nothing could have prepared you for that. "Something has been bothering me, little human. I hear you are to be going home soon." His jaw clenched and all you could think to do was give him your full attention. "I don't like that. I don't like that you are fine to leave without intention of returning. You may have walked in here so care free but you will not leave here such a way. Of that I promise you. Not when we've been so well behaved for your benefit. You don't own anyone and we owe you nothing. Understand?" You nodded against his hand as best as you could. You didn't know what you had done to upset him. He had seemed fine any other time, the charmer within him seemed to be set aside as he grew more agitated. "The thought of you leaving..." He muttered. Suddenly you were pressed harder into the pillow and mattress, wedged between himself and the bed. "I could take everything away from you..." He growled lowly, moving impossibly close. You feared him because you knew that. You knew that all too well and he seemed to figure that out on his own as he looked into your eyes. "...but I only want to give." He said lightly, he inhaled slowly, smelling you and groaning quietly. "You are so dense." He said lowly. "I gave you so many hints and you didn't have a clue. That just makes you all the more enticing." You trembled as you felt the tip of his cold nose brush against the side of your face as he breathed in your scent once again. "I'd like to give you something...would you permit me?" He asked, all agitation suddenly gone. Of one thing you were sure of in that moment, if he liked you and intended to to kill you then he'd make it quick. However you couldn't imagine what the vampire was thinking. All you could think about is what you wanted from him. Now more than ever. Slowly, you nodded. Whatever it was, you could only hope that it wouldn't hurt.

You inhaled slightly in surprise as his lips captured yours. His kiss was gentle and drew you in by the second. His lips were cold yet you could feel yourself growing warmer. His lips felt perfect against yours and you never wanted him to pull away. Demetri seemed to grow just as captivated as you as his hand trailed away from your neck and to the side of your head, pushing you closer as he deepened the kiss. Your hands moved to his jacket, you wanted him closer. So much closer and Demetri obliged in his own way. He leaned over you slightly and pulled you with him, angling his head and allowing the two of you to get closer. Much better. After one last soft kiss, he lowered you back down. Once again, he hovered his face over yours. "When you're ready, when you understand...come find me." The last part was much more firm and before you knew it, you felt Demetri's hand upon your knee as he rose to a stand. No way, he...he couldn't just walk away after that, could he? Yet he did. Slowly, he stepped away, keeping his lingering stare on you. When he got to the door frame he stopped, his eyes bore into yours as he rested his head against the door frame and lightly shook his head. "Beautiful." He mumbled to himself before blinking out of his trance and closing the door to your room.

That night replayed over and over again for a few days after. You tried to understand it. You tried to see it from Demetri's point of view but you couldn't. Naturally, you decided that you had to talk to him about it. You found Demetri in his room and he was as reserved as ever at first. "Do you need something?" He asked. "Can we talk? I...I was hoping you could clear some things up about...the other night." He looked away for moment but nodded. "Felix told me that...he noticed a difference in you around me." You began. "That you open up more around me than anyone else as of recently. He's never seen you do that." "Felix is much more open with his affections. Clearly. He isn't one to hide such things." Demetri said. "I, on the other hand, prefer to keep such private matters private." He trailed a finger along his desk. "That's why it's always been with Heidi. I know you've heard rumours." He was right. You had heard a lot of things when it came to Demetri and Heidi. "Heidi is very good at having some fun and not growing attached. That's what I wanted and that's what she wanted. I have no intention of stringing anyone along." Demetri turned to look at you with an intense, almost irritated stare. "Somehow, you're different." Your breath hitched when the sun beamed down onto the side of Demetri's face that seemed to shatter into tiny diamonds upon the surface. Demetri took a step forward, out of the sun, which brought your attention back to the expression upon his face. He was scrutinizing you. Suddenly, with inhuman speed he stood over you. His gaze was piercing. "How do you expect me to believe that you care about me when I have nothing to offer you?" You asked. "For all I know, you don't care about anyone. You might not even know how." "I care about you." Demetri replied flatly. "I tried to over look you, I tried to ignore it, keep my distance...I tried everything and there was simply no hiding from my feelings for you. I am completely consumed by you and I can't understand why but there it is." "Listen," You said carefully. "I'll be leaving soon and you can forget all of this. You're close with Heidi. Maybe there's something there. You might just be overthinking this. You'll find it surprisingly easy to let me go and move on with your life. You'll look back on this and think it silly, no doubt." You tried to reassure Demetri who only turned to meet you with a blank stare. "It was never Heidi I loved." He said. "What do you mean?" You asked quietly. Demetri never responded. "You're perfect Demetri, in every way possible and anyone who has your heart is incredibly lucky. If you are telling me the truth...then i’m either very lucky or unlucky because someone like me could never be good enough for someone like you.” You finished before turning away.

You and Demetri sat in what you called 'the sun room' where the windows were all stained glass, the sun beaming down making the colours travel to the floor below throughout the day. Demetri looked at you just as he had so many times throughout the visit. Although this time his eyes were warmer. You had his full attention as he sat only a few feet before you. "You are so fleeting, my darling." He said softly, mostly to himself. "I fear that if I give in to my desire to reach out to you, as I so long to do, that you will disappear before my very eyes as so many humans do. I was never brave enough before but..." Demetri slowly reached out his hand from across the table. "We are dust and to dust we shall return." You said softly. One of the many phrases in the Bible you had heard and stuck in your mind. Seeing Demetri, knowing him and you in comparison. Oh how you questioned existence. You humoured him, hesitantly reaching out and placing your hand in his. Demetri had no need to do this. You were tiny compared to him. Easy to forget, arguably nothing you could say or do could change anything in his world. Even in his world he was elite. Yet he sat before you, your warm hand in his cold one like you had changed the world before his very eyes. You couldn't help but think him silly to look at you in such a way. Although you thought yourself even sillier, knowing that you were completely in love with him. A reverse of a familiar love story. The human falling in love with the Greek God. That was how the story went wasn't it? The Greek God had fallen in love with a human and you didn't remember that love working out. So what would make this situation now any different?

You knocked on Demetri's door and you heard a soft "Come in." You opened the door to reveal Demetri's grey cloak in your hands. "Hey, sorry to bother you. Heidi asked that I dropped this off to you." Demetri gave you a charming smile in response. "Thank you, darling." He took it from your hands. You looked around Demetri's pristine room as he put his cloak away. His bed sheets a blood red and you weren't sure if that was coincidence or convenience. Vampires could feed anywhere right? Wouldn't that be the same for the Volturi? It hadn't been brought up.

Suddenly you felt Demetri's hands upon your shoulders with a pleasantly tight grip. "Thank you so much for doing that, darling." You heard Demetri's voice. He was close to your ear. That was when you felt the faintest kiss pressed to the side of your head. You felt your body heat up at the attention but was determined to keep calm. "No problem." You said quietly. "I hope I wasn't disturbing you." You heard his soft chuckle and your eyes came across the full length mirror opposite you. Demetri was almost hunched over you. His nose brushing against your hair seemingly in a lustful daze that made your heart race. "Well that's all, I'll let you continue on with your night." "Stay a little longer." Demetri took your hands and guided you to his bed, making you sit on it. "I like your company." He said as he sat beside you. "So do I." You admitted. "I just thought since you had the night off the last thing you'd want to do is be around the human." You smiled slightly. "I don't think I need to tell you that I crave your presence all the time." Demetri's gaze bore into you, locking you in. "(Y/N)..." He breathed your name almost seductively. His imagination running wild. You stood up. "You're not thinking clearly Demetri."

You headed towards the door but was suddenly turned around and pushed against it. Your hand gripped the handle tighter as your body was pulled against Demetri who wrapped his arms around you. "I don't want to ignore this any longer, (Y/N)." He said quietly. "I can't let you go back there and pretend nothing happened here." "What is the alternative?" You said quickly. Demetri inhaled your scent. "I've tried to hard to ignore this...ignore you. I find my mind wandering. At night I want to hold you close knowing you're sleeping alone. I crave a moment alone so that I can freely give you my affections that you deserve. Fantasies...so many fantasies." "Demetri...listen to me." You pleaded quietly as his forehead bumped into yours. "I can't have you. People like me can't have people like you." "(Y/N)..." Demetri replied. "You can have every part of me. Everything of my being is yours to take. You already have my heart and you're taking my mind." With every second it was harder to deny him and with those sweet words, you found yourself at a loss. The heartbreak of leaving would be worth it. To hell with the Cullens, to hell with the Volturi, to hell with everything. You moved your head to capture his lips with yours. He let out a hum of approval, deepening the kiss. He crouched slightly, not breaking the kiss to hook his hands under your knees and lift you straightening to his full height with you in his arms. Suddenly you were on his bed. You made a noise at the force. "Did that hurt?" Demetri asked. "I can handle it." You replied and he smiled kissing you again before pulling back. He hovered over you, trailing a cold finger along your facial features. "I found you." He said quietly, his eyes widening slightly in realisation. "Hm?" You waited for him to explain. "I found my mate. I always feared I'd never find my mate because they'll die before I get the chance...I found you." Demetri let out a breath of relief before kissing your lips again. "What are we going to do?" You asked. "About the Cullens, the Volturi...everything." "I don't know." Demetri said quietly before rolling to your side. "You should get some sleep." Demetri began before he frowned, looking you over. He rolled off the bed and was at this drawers in moments. "What are you doing?" You asked. "Finding you something to sleep in." Demetri said. "I can go back to my room, my bed is there too so-" Demetri cut you off with a laugh. "Oh darling, I'm not letting you go back to your room. You're staying here. What makes you think I'll give you back to the outside world so soon?" He smiled and you breathed out a laugh with a smile of your own.

The time was approaching. Time for you to leave. It had become something of anxiety for Demetri, knowing that he was immune to time but he couldn't protect the one he loved the most from it and they were so vulnerable to it. Like pappus from a dandelion, the winds of time would carry you effortlessly away from him and never to return. Never to be seen again. Its well known in life that the universe cares not for who and what you love, it will give and take without so much as acknowledgement. Events of time brought you to him -by luck if he must admit- and now you could be taken from him at any moment. He wasn't ready. He would never be ready to let you go.

Just when it felt like things were beginning with Demetri, a dark cloud hung over the two of you of impending doom. Your visit would be over in a matter of days and beyond that, was only questions of what would happen next. You thought it might have just been you that worried about that but you quickly realised Demetri was also pretty affected by it. Even you tried to make light out of it. "Demetri...I could be wrong here but...are you pouting?" You raised an eyebrow. "No, I am gloating. There is a difference." Demetri said almost sourly, or at least with a feeble attempt to hide his displeasure. "We both knew I couldn't stay here. When did a visit ever become moving in?" You lightly teased. "Since I didn't know when you'd come back." He admitted quietly. You tilted your head slightly, swallowing hard. You didn't want to leave him either. "(Y/N), I know a lot of things happen in the human world out there..." Demetri lightly shook his head, his eyes darkening that little bit more. "...but please don't forget me." He said softly. "Me? Forget you? Not even if I wanted to." You smiled, slowly moving forward. "If anything, I should ask that I don't blend into the faceless nobodies you knew through your existence." You sat on the bed beside him. "I'm not that special. I'm one of seven billion." Demetri lightly took hold of your face. "You are special to me. You are a one in a seven billion chance of perfection." "Sweet talker." You teased lightly before leaning down and softly kissing his lips. You pulled back slightly, hovering over his face. "Hmm...maybe one more." You leaned down, pressing your lips to his again. "One more..." And another. "...maybe one more." "(Y/N)..." Demetri said softly breaking out into a soft smile, his hands moving to your knees. "No, no, one more." You said quickly, capturing his lips. He couldn't help but hum slightly in amusement. "You said one." He said against your lips. "That one doesn't count. One more." You said quickly, pushing him back down. He couldn't have minded too much considering he allowed you to. "We have to get it just right." You said. "What, a kiss?" Demetri smiled, trying to stifle a laugh. "Mhmm." You hummed. "Come on, give me a good one!" "A good one?" Demetri repeated with a smirk. "Yes." You replied. "Then come here." Demetri said before his arms wound around you, pressing you to his body. You could have died there and then by his kiss. It was filled with so much passion and love that you thought you might combust. Demetri pulled back, his head back upon the bed. "How's that for a good one?" It was an excellent kiss but how else were you going to get more of you actually told him it was? "One more." You concluded after a moment. "(Y/N)!" Demetri's jaw dropped as he loudly said you name in disbelief. However, it was short lived because he couldn't help but laugh as you leaned in for more kisses as he almost chuckled into your mouth.

You looked at the three leaders before back to Demetri who walked towards you and took your hand and placed it upon his chest. "We know what the Cullen's are capable of." He began softly. "We know the moment you come back to them, they'll say anything to take you away from me. They'll want to keep us apart." Demetri squeezed your hand in his upon his chest. "So when you go back...you need to think about you decision to stay with me because once we bring you back, you can never return to them. Do you understand what i am telling you?" You understood. You could even believe it but you couldn’t find the words.

No words could describe how you felt seeing Demetri’s face contorted with worry. You knew something was on Demetri's mind the moment he walked through the door. "What is it?" You asked. Demetri seemed perplexed. "Pardon?" "Something is bothering you. I can see it. What's wrong?" You asked. Demetri seemed to search for words. "Nothing." He said with a smile, a smile that didn't reach his eyes. "Demetri..." You said. "Nothing is wrong, darling." Demetri replied. "Then why do you look like you're waiting for our impending doom?" You countered and he sighed. "Nothing is wrong. I just...I've been informed to do something and I'm not certain how you'll feel about it." You waited for him to continue. Demetri’s hands encapsuled yours between his. "There is someone I'd like you to meet." Demetri said softly. "You...don't seem pleased about it." You scrutinized Demetri's expression. "I'll explain later, will you let me take you to see a friend of mine?" Demetri asked. "I guess." You replied.

You let Demetri walk you down the corridor, guiding you along by the hand. You heard a 'whir' and suddenly Jane was by your side. "Jane?" She nodded to you. "Come, keep walking." She guided you forward with a hand upon your back momentarily. "Do you know what's happening?" You asked her. She nodded. You stopped walking again making Demetri turn. "Wait...why do I have a feeling there's something going on?" You looked between the two. "Don't worry." Demetri said softly. "Nothing is happening. You're going to meet a friend of mine and then I'll explain everything." You felt another cold hand take your own, this one smaller. You turned to Jane who squeezed your hand tightly. "Trust me. Nothing is going to hurt you. You don't have anything to worry about."

You heart almost beat out of your chest when you saw Marcus upon entering the room. As you moved further into the room that looked similar to a mini library, you were met with a red-haired woman. "(Y/N), good evening, its a pleasure to see you. I'm aware you were about to go and eat. My apologies for taking you from this task. I will ensure business doesn't take too long so that you can get back to it." Marcus greeted. "(Y/N), this is Chelsea." Demetri extended his arm towards Chelsea. She practically glided towards you with a smile. "Hello there, sugar!" She immediately pulled you in for a hug. "I have been hearing so much about you, honey. It's so good to meet you and congratulations to both of you! New love is such an exciting time!" Chelsea grinned a perfect smile making you kind of jealous almost immediately. "So, does the human know why they're here?" Chelsea asked. "I was about to explain." Demetri replied, very reluctant in tone. "Allow me," Marcus spoke, sensing Demetri's unease. "Chelsea has the ability to influence emotional bonds. She's the glue of our coven. She keeps us together. The guard are all loyal to us with the help of Chelsea to make the transition here a little smoother." Marcus explained. Chelsea offered further explanation. "Such as the twins. They struggle with reaching out to others and given their past, I simply smoothed the edges so that they weren't stressed staying here." Chelsea smiled warmly. "My brothers and I are aware of your situation with Carlisle, given my gift. It is a cause of concern that you might be distressed with the emotional aspect that will occur with separating. This is the same for Demetri." Marcus explained. "What Chelsea can offer is to solidify your bond to each other so that when you do depart, you won't have complications considering we do not know when you will return. This means Demetri will be devoted to you even when you're gone and the same will go for you. There will be no doubt or confusion for either of you and it will be like you two were never separated when you come back." "This sounds kind of...mind control-y." You said warily. "You can say no." Demetri said quietly. "I wouldn't allow it to be so much that it's altering anything. Regardless I don't want you to feel you have to be bound to me." He said softly. "Although keep in mind," Marcus said. "if you refuse we will consider this a rejection and you may not be allowed to see Demetri again." Your jaw dropped. You shook your head. "No," You protested. "that isn't an option, not to me. I can't lose him." Chelsea chose her words carefully, sensing your distress. "That's the thing, honey. I could break the bond. You two won't be in love anymore." "No!" You said sharply. "That's definitely not an option either!" "You should know, there is more to it." Marcus continued. "Demetri is a valued guard, the best tracker in the world. Therefore if you choose him, you are choosing the Volturi. You will be treated as such and thereby your bond to myself and my brothers will be altered to ensure your loyalty." You looked to Demetri. "This is what you were thinking about." "I don't want to force you to be bound to me." Demetri said quietly. "What will happen to my bond with Carlisle?" You asked. "Nothing. I wont touch it." Chelsea assured you. "It's only strengthening your bond to our masters and...think of it like sealing the deal with Demetri and creating a bond with our masters. It's like welcoming you into our coven officially." You paused, processing what Chelsea had said.

Slowly, you turned to Demetri. "Promise me..."You said quietly. "Promise me, this isn't a mistake if I do this." Demetri looked at you in silence before he spoke. "I'd never let anyone change a thing about you." He said softly. "Then I'm trusting you." You hesitated before turning to Marcus. "I'll do it." Marcus nodded. "Thank you." "Will it hurt?" You asked Chelsea. "You won't feel a thing, my love." She assured you. "You just need to talk to me and I'll do the rest. Come and take a seat." "Not too much." Demetri reminded Chelsea who nodded as she sat you down. "So I'll just as some questions to get the feel of your bond to Demetri and you as a person. Answer honestly and it'll be done before you know it." She smiled brightly. "So tell me...what is the one thing you wouldn't ever want to forget about Demetri?" She asked. You thought for a moment. "His voice. Don't let me forget his voice."

Demetri later explained that all the questions where hypothetical and only really helped Chelsea shape her gift around you. That was upon Demetri's request. Apparently Chelsea could do some serious damage. She could create a solid bond out of next to nothing and destroy a bond just as easily. If she so desired, she could make you Demetri's agreeable puppet. Demetri didn't want that. Demetri didn't want to change a thing about you. So he agreed to this under the condition that Chelsea only did what was needed, nothing more. Within a day or so, your time was up. Your visit was over. It was time to go home.

You couldn't help but be a little confused and saddened that you were leaving and Demetri didn't care enough to say goodbye. He fought so hard to win you over and when he did and you need to go, he just ices you out? Not even so much as a goodbye? You sat at the entrance, waiting for your taxi and kept hoping to see him. The leaders had bid farewell, the twins, Felix and Heidi all had joined you at reception, the only one who mattered and hadn't was Demetri. The most important one of all. "Are you that sad to leave us?" Felix asked with a teasing smile. You smiled back slightly with a hint of sadness. "I just...I thought Demetri would come to say goodbye." You said. "Don't be disheartened." Heidi reassured you. "He's trying to put on a brave face but he's suffering by the thought of this day never mind living it." "He'll be here." Felix promised you.

Five minutes later and Demetri did arrive. "There he is." Heidi smiled in relief. "Told you." Felix added with a soft smile of his own. He stood beside Heidi momentarily, seemingly conflicted with approaching. "Would you like some privacy, Demetri?" Heidi asked softly. Demetri shook his head. "No, it's fine. They leave in a matter of minutes and I don't want to cause them any hassle." "You made it." You said quietly, mostly to yourself gaining everyone's attention but you could only look at Demetri. "I'd never forgive myself if I missed you." He replied softly, placing a hand on your shoulder. "Thank you for being here." Demetri said to the other guards who had kept you company whilst you waited. Then he turned to Heidi. "And thank you for doing what I was too afraid to do." She smiled at him softly with a nod. Demetri looked down at you and you saw that his eyes were no longer red but black. "Can you do something for me?" You looked up at him, tears brimming your eyes. "Don't cry, I'm finding hard enough to give you back to them as it is." His pitch-black eyes didn't match the smile he wore to try and hide his sadness. "I have to say goodbye but-" The phone suddenly rang and the receptionist quickly picked it up. Everyone looked in her direction. After a moment she covered the phone with her hand. "The taxi is here." She said softly. "The quicker, the less painful for the both of us." He nodded to you. "So don't say anything. Let me say goodbye and that's all you need to do." Demetri bent down by the waist and cradled your face in his hands. He leaned into the side of your face and placed a soft kiss to the side you your face. Lingering for a moment before moving away. You searched Demetri's face as he pulled back and you realised what he needed. This was painful enough for him so you had to make it easier and ease that pain. Demetri would always remember this moment. You might not. So this moment had to be for him and no one else. You would put your feelings aside for him in this moment and do him this favour. Therefore you swallowed back your tears. So many things could have been said but it was nothing both of you didn't already know. So as he asked, it remained unsaid. You said nothing at all. Instead, you smiled. If you wanted any memory of you to remain in this moment it was your smile. You did not want to leave him with sadness. Not now, not ever. You rose to a stand and you walked towards the door, your smile remaining. Even as you looked back one last time before stepping out into the bright sun light and closing the door. The guards watched you go and time seemed to slow down for Demetri as he committed every second to memory, as he made sure he'd never forget the beautiful smile you sent him. You had understood and he could let you go. You knew and understood everything he was feeling in that moment and did as he asked. It was incredibly brave of you to have complied. Yet you did with stride and that only made Demetri's heart grow fonder. Until he remembered you weren't going to be around anymore. Possibly not for a long time. Demetri let out a sigh. "Well, let's head back. Hm?" Felix asked. "Indeed." Demetri agreed. The twins began to walk first, hand in hand. Heidi stood between Felix and Demetri. Heidi sent Demetri a comforting smile who returned her smile with his own of reassurance despite his pitch black eyes still visible. Demetri wrapped an arm around Heidi, holding his friend close and she complied, wrapping her own arm around his waist. Demetri might have a broken heart but he wasn't alone.

You were not the same person when you came back from that visit. You were cold, distant, almost an empty shell of the person you once were. It made the Cullen's worry that the Volturi had done something to you. Had they hurt you? Said something? You wouldn't say. You wouldn't tell them anything about the visit and just denied any kind of guess by instinct.

Rosalie was the first to lose her temper. "You've changed! You aren't happy- you're just different!" Rosalie said loudly. "Of course, I've changed!" You yelled. "Do you think you go to a place like that and come back out the same!? Do you have a clue about what I've seen!? What I've felt!?" Your words infuriated Rosalie as she marched forward only to be quickly caught by Emmett. You stormed off, done with the conversation.

Esme sat upon her shared bed as Carlisle sat beside her. Dread and remorse written across her face. "We shouldn't have sent them." Esme said softly. "We shouldn't have." "What choice did we have?" Carlisle asked quietly. "Aro wanted this, we were promised they'd be safe and they've come back safe and insistent that nothing happened." "But not the same." Esme shook her head. "(Y/N) is right. I love Edward and I love Bella but as a family, I can't help but feel like we've been doing this wrong. Wrong by (Y/N)." Carlisle took Esme's hand. "We would never let anything happen to them. We'd never let them die or get hurt." "We didn't write." Esme ground out. "We didn't call. We sat here and waited for them to return and it never occurred to me that maybe they needed me." "We couldn't have contacted them, even if we wanted to." Carlisle said quickly. "This will pass, they're adjusting. It's been two months. They might be a little out of sorts for a while but nothing we can't help them through." Esme sighed. "They left happy, nervous but bright and happy. Excited for adventure and I don't know when that stopped. That bothers me Carlisle, it bothers me that I don't know when they stopped being that bright happy person they were." Carlisle said nothing before pulling Esme’s head forward to kiss her forehead softly.

Caius noticed that his brother appeared to be deep in thought. Marcus wasn't often like this and so naturally it peaked Caius' interest. So much so that he had to ask. "Do you ever wonder what it is like someone of our kind to fall in love with a human?" Marcus asked. "It appears frivolous." Caius shook his head, dismissing the thought. "I do." Marcus said softly. "How would it feel to have your whole world dictated my your feelings for someone who is so fleeting? To know that every look might be the last. To know that it is a part of life for humans to move on and forget whilst a vampire cannot. I has brought me to a conclusion." "Which is...?" Caius prompted. Marcus met Caius' gaze. "It must burn them. For once, our kind is the one of a fruitless existence."

Alice took you to a diner. Alone. That was when you knew something was going on. Especially without her cheerful smile. The Cullen's were up to something and they did a poor attempt to hide it. "So what's this about? Butter me up with some drinks and then go for my jugular?" You asked. Alice leaned forward. "I'm here to listen." "You saw something." You countered. Alice nodded. "I saw something. I wanted to talk to you about it. Hear your side of the story. Away from the house...away from everyone. Just you and me." You sighed, wondering where you could possibly start. "Just know, I'm your sister. I care about you and that won't change. I'll try to understand." "I thought I knew everything about the vampire world from you guys." You began. "It was all clear cut. It all pieced together like a puzzle but when I got to the Volturi...I realised I didn't know anything. I saw someone get their head ripped off and i couldn't understand why the hell you guys would send me there. In that moment, I knew it didn't know anything. You warned me about manipulation but...they only ever asked questions. It was me that ended up with more questions in the end. I can't understand why I'm last in the pecking order. I didn't want to believe it at first but I know it. I've always known." "And Demetri?" Alice prodded. "He was unexpected and we tried to avoid it but it didn't work. In fact I left him afraid that I wouldn't be back, with the fear that the next time he saw me was to kill me. I can't do that to him. I have lived in the dark of Edward and Bella's shadow because she was always in danger but now its putting my life in jeopardy and I can't afford just to think about me or the family. I need to think about what this would do to him if he has to kill me." You finished. "Do you want to be with him? In Italy?" Alice asked and you sat back in the booth, refusing to meet her gaze. "I ask because I simply have concern that you're being manipulated. That they would lie, see potential in you and use Demetri to lock you in." "That's crazy." You said flatly. "Crazier than locking away their wives for eternity?" Alice asked with a grave expression. "What?" "Aro and Caius keep their wives locked in a tower for no one to see. They use Chelsea and Corin to keep them attached and happy." "Because of Marcus." You replied. "I don't have to agree with it Alice." "I didn't say that." She shot back. "I asked if using Demetri to lure you in for your gift, to make you feel like this happened all by your own choice is crazy. Crazier than locking up their own wives and keeping them happy there." Slowly you shook your head. "That's not fair, Alice." "It's what they do to the people they love most, what makes you think you would be an exception?" "Would you say the same about Jasper? How do you know your feelings aren't manipulated into move for him? He has the power to do it." You sneered. "I know by his actions towards those other than me. He might have done some terrible things but he has a good heart." "And you think Demetri is any different and that they'd go through all the bother to manipulate me when they could have just used Chelsea on me?" You crossed your arms. "They did." Alice said flatly. "What?" You asked incredulously. "Edward heard you and told us." Alice explained. You scoffed. "Of course." "I'm not saying this to hurt you, (Y/N). I say it because I'm concerned. We've known the Volturi longer." Alice tried but you cut her off. "Don't. I lived with them for two months. I know what they're like in open and behind closed doors. Don't patronise me. I know them better than you do." "Fine, although you'd be more convincing if you weren't so confrontational to convince us that everything was fine." You looked at her in shock over how cold her tone was as she collected her things. "Come on, we're going home." You both got in the car. "Alice, what was your vision? You never said." "You left us. You went with him." Alice replied quietly.

That night you needed some fresh air. Luckily it wasn't too cold. "Hey, have a second to talk?" Rosalie asked standing behind you as you sat on the stairs outside the house. You sighed. "Round two?" You asked. "No. I'm just here for you. If anyone understands what you're going through, it's me." You frowned slightly at Rosalie's statement towards the ground. You didn't agree. The one thing Rosalie wasn't was understanding in your experience. She noticed and thought for a moment. "I got a lot of trouble for bringing Emmett home." She admitted and you turned your head towards her. Rosalie continued. "From Edward mostly. It was deemed reckless and stupid and my reasoning for it infantile. It was dangled over my head for years. Naturally when Bella came around it was only fair I did the same. I'd argue I had more reason though." You huffed out a laugh and Rosalie smiled slightly. "Carlisle allowed it, although he wasn't happy about it. He knew what I wanted. He knew I wouldn't abandon Emmett, that he was here to stay and so he swallowed back most if not all of his own protests." She pondered again. "I didn't want this life. I didn't know anything about it until it had happened to me and that was it. So I fully agree with you, (Y/N), because back then I didn't know anything about this world just like you didn't when you left. In all honesty, I don't think any amount of preparation would have done any good. We could write a manual for this life and...it'd be useless." Rosalie turned to you. "It's difficult, isn't it? To describe a bond with someone that happens so quickly? You have to rationalise it to yourself not to mention rationalise it to other people." You nodded slowly. "Yeah, I spent at of time trying to convince everyone that it wasn't like that, that Demetri could never feel for...but he does." You admitted quietly. "I don't think I need to say it, but I will." Rosalie began. "Just because I get what you're dealing with, doesn't mean I approve. I don't trust him. I don't trust them and don't think for a second that I won't side with the family. It's for your safety. He's dangerous. They are a dangerous coven and your always better off not being on their radar. I still think you're incredibly stupid to have let Chelsea do that to you." "I know." You said softly. "Everyone has said it was stupid but I didn't know." "You also made a good point. As much as I hate to admit, perhaps it's naïve to think you wouldn't come back different, especially if we knew they were so dangerous but we can't trust that if something bad happened to you over there that you wouldn't tell us. We love you, we care about you. It's why we're so worried. We don't know the extent of what Chelsea did and its not like we can ask you or them." She said flatly. "Why is everyone so worried that I'll go back to him?" You asked. "Alice's vision." Rosalie reminded you. "No, I mean why does that bother you so much?" You pressed. Rosalie looked at you for a moment before replying. "Because we might never see or hear from you again."

Bella peeked around the corner of your door. "Come on. Are you going to keep me waiting forever?" You closed your book and climbed off of your bed. "I'm coming, I'm coming." You smiled with a sigh. The pair of you giggled sitting out in the back garden. "So Emmett and Jasper climbed your house?" You giggled. "I really shouldn't expect anything less. Which is why I told them not to break my house." "Because that's the part you expected?" You smiled. The two of you giggled again. "So how was Italy?" Bella asked. "With the Volturi?" "It was great, Bella. You had me worked up over nothing. Sure it was a little awkward at first but I think it's a beautiful place and those who live there are as Edward said, refined but vibrant." Bella's smile fell as your own grew. You shuffled onto your knees. "I was actually sad to go which was weird...Bella, you said it was hell." That was when you noticed how distant she seemed from you, how on edge she was listening to you. "That place is hell, (Y/N). Anyone who likes it in that castle has descended to hell. It's sad because those who fall don't climb back up." Bella replied. "What?" You frowned. "(Y/N)?" You looked over your shoulder. "Demetri!" You grinned, pulling yourself up and running towards him. Bella long forgotten. He smiled at you and held you closely to him as you wrapped your arms around him. "What are you doing here?" You asked. "For you, my love." You paused before slowly pulling away from the hug but staying in his arms. "What do you mean?" Suddenly the ground crumbled beneath you. Demetri pulled you closer to him as the very ground you stood on collapsed and fell away to the bottom that was nothing but complete lava. You shrieked in panic, clinging to Demetri who assured you it was alright. "I told you (Y/N)!" Bella called out from the other side of the gap. "That place is hell and it drags you into it." You looked to Demetri, shaken and afraid. "What's happening?" You asked shakily. "We're going home, my love." Demetri said softly, stepping away from the edge and pulling forward so you could stand at the edge before him. He took a few steps back. "They don't know you like I do. You know that." Demetri said. "They don't know me like you do. If they get their way, you will never see me again. You know it and I know it. They'll trying to keep you from me." You knew he was talking about the Cullen's. "C-can't we do something?" You asked. "You can, if you allow me to take control of this then I can handle the rest but I need your trust. There's no going back." "D-Do it." You stammered. Demetri intently stared at you, slowly moving forward. "I t-trust you." You said to him. "I-It's not the same without you. D-Demetri-" you cut yourself off as Demetri lay a hand upon your shoulder. He seemed almost distant, like he was being strong for someone- for you. "It's time to come home to me, sweetheart." Demetri said softly before he kissed your forehead and the hand upon your shoulder pushed you back. Next thing you knew you were falling. You let out a scream. You sat up sharply, a hand to your chest. You looked around to find you were in your room. It was all a dream. You checked the time, it was four thirty in the morning. A relieved sigh escaped you before you took a deep breath.

"Demetri? Sir?" Demetri turned his head towards the receptionist. "There is a letter...addressed to you." Felix was hovering over her shoulder in seconds. "Ah, it's from (Y/N)." With a hiss, Demetri swiped the letter out of the receptionists hands and away from anyone's gaze, opening the paper completely. Felix steered the receptionist out of the room by her shoulders. The twins and Felix giving Demetri his space to read it in privacy.

No one saw the pleading look upon his face as he looked at the letter, committing your handwriting to memory. Desperate that this would be one of many, letters to come. The three guards could have sworn they heard a tiny gasp escape the tracker. Slowly, Demetri turned around with a smile upon his face. He held the letter close to his chest. "Oh (Y/N)..." He said barely audible with nothing but love.

Days passed and everyone had been on edge but no one would tell you why. That was until you found out for yourself as he appeared in the hallway. Demetri and the rest of the coven. Everyone in the room noticed how your eyes lit up to see Demetri again. "You're here." You said almost breathlessly, relieved. It made the Cullen’s stomach's collectively turn. Demetri smiled a charming smile. "I'm here, mio dolce amore mio." Demetri reached out to trail his fingers down your cheek. "No touching." Rosalie said sternly. Demetri turned his gaze to her before returning his gaze to yours. Despite Rosalie's demands, Demetri ran his fingers across your cheek just as he had intended. You smiled up at him like you worshipped the very ground he walked on. You hadn't smiled genuinely in weeks and to see you do so effortlessly for him was enough to makes anyone's skin crawl. He had his hooks in you deep, so deep it'd do damage to tear you from him. Quite frankly, no one knew just what the Volturi had done to make you act such a way for Demetri of all people.

The four guards might have been outnumbered but they certainly wouldn't have much resistance giving their gifts. So when Aro, Caius and Marcus stepped aside to let Demetri deal with matters himself, he was led by Carlisle and Esme into Carlisle's office. However things were not friendly or much of pleasant terms. "Such a calm tone for so much fury." Demetri smirked at Carlisle. "I do not have anger." "Do not lie. You hold a lot of anger in there. You can pretend with your silly little coven but you cannot deceive us." Demetri said crisply. "I'm not here to be analysed by you and you're not here to analyse me." Carlisle said firmly, almost coldly. "You're here about (Y/N) and I want to know why." "You know why." Demetri said with a monotone voice. "No, I want to know what has your attention. They are nothing more than a human to you. One that didn't even appear gifted. Do you expect me to believe you hold any real regard for them nevermind a bond?" "Now who's analysing?" Demetri replied coldly. "I don't have to explain my affections to you." "Forgive my curiosity but I can't help it considering your coven, yourself included, sneering at my behaviour with humans. You've deemed it unnatural for centuries and now I'm supposed to believe you've just grown attached to the one I take care of?" Demetri slowly shook his head with another smirk. He wouldn't give such a statement a request. It wasn't deserved not by the likes of Carlisle Cullen. Carlisle seemed to catch on. "What do you think of (Y/N)?" Demetri blinked, almost sighing at the line of questioning. "I think (Y/N) is a remarkable human that the world does not deserve. I believe they could be take advantage of." "That's what you believe I am doing? Taking advantage?" "'Saint holier than thou Carlisle'? Perhaps to live up to your reputation but I'd say that's where it ends. You're soft. Weak. You cannot and will not protect that human from our world or even the human one. After all, you seem to struggle with just the one never mind two. Miss Swan is still human, Carlisle. You best keep that in mind." "So you turned them against us?" Carlisle said flatly, remembering your confrontation with Edward. Demetri scoffed. "No, I made them see the reality of your situation. You're pushing your luck. They know that, we all know that. They know the longer that girl is still human, the more you put your existence on the line- including (Y/N) who also just happens to be human. They are the easier target and luckily for them, I stand in the way of their demise." Demetri finished, gripping the arms of the chair he sat on hard. "So you're saving them, hm?" Carlisle's expression was empty as deep down he felt nothing but disgust. "If you really want what's best for (Y/N) then you'll give them to me. It's what they want...it's what I want." “What makes you think i’d give them to you?” Carlisle asked. "Everyone has their price." Demetri smirked. Demetri hummed in amusement although it was a dark laugh that wasn't very pleasant. "Jane..." Demetri said softly and Jane turned the corner inti the room swiftly. "Remove (Y/N) from the room please. They don't need to hear this." Jane nodded before striding up to you and holding out her hand. "Come and speak with Alec and I." Jane said without emotion as you took her hand and she pulled you up. Jane tugged you put of the room before you could do much of any kind of protest.

Meanwhile Demetri stared down Carlisle. "You told them not to worry, they came to us convinced that other human was first and then they'd be next. One year after another. You seem certain they have that long, Carlisle." Demetri gripped the arms of the chair before rising to a stand. "You dangle them before death. Soothe them as you, oh so slowly, close the trap on them. You know you're feeding them to us. If we can't get both, we'll get one to make an example and that was fine until you dangled what was mine before me." Demetri stood toe to to with Carlisle, staring him down. "You convinced them we were the monster to fear. We'd only bothered with them because you brought them to our attention. I am not their monster. I'm yours. So tell me Carlisle, what are you going to do to stop me from taking what is mine back?" "They're not an object to own." Carlisle said icily. "You want to go down that route considering you're killing them day by day?" Demetri asked lightly. "You wouldn't be forced to kill them. You'd decide that." Carlisle replied. "Wrong!" Demetri said sharply. "I would be forced to kill them. It's my job and I'm not going to blame the ones who give the order. I'm blaming the ones who do the crime." "You're forcing them to live a life they didn't choose. You took the choice from them the moment you introduced them to Chelsea." Carlisle said smoothly. "I did that for me and for (Y/N). To keep us together even when apart." "No, to keep them attached to you." Carlisle shot back. "Did you even care to ask?" "They have the power to refuse." Demetri smiled in amusement. "You think that I have made them my puppet? If you knew them well enough, you'd know that Chelsea didn't actually do much to them." Demetri tilted his head, taking a step back. "Why not ask them? (Y/N)! Come here, darling."

You turned the corner, smiling immediately at Demetri's own loving smile. "Carlisle is convinced that I have manipulated you into a completely different person and that I'm forcing you to go with me. Would you give us an insight on what you think?" You thought for a moment, looking at Carlisle, Esme and Demetri. "It was difficult being in the castle at first. I went in with a lot of judgements and that led to lots of confusion but the Volturi were patient." You began to smile. "It's really beautiful there and I feel incredibly lucky to have found Demetri. He cares. I know he does. I made him work for it even after he went through hell trying to accept it himself." You smiled bashfully at Demetri who smiled back. "You're worth it, darling." He said and you continued with a blush in your cheeks. "I'd like to be with him. It's what I want. It-it takes me off your hands so you can focus on Bella and I'll be changed, safe and happy." "You are not an inconvenience, (Y/N)." Esme assured you. "Are you convinced now? Your little human hasn't been harmed in any way I didn't say anything that wasn't the truth. Now we have a conclusion. Your little human isn't your little human. They are my little human. I will have them changed and they'll be happy. So, are you going to listen to them or are we going to have to take this up a notch?" Carlisle and Esme said nothing, still weary and uncertain. "Even now, you still won't give them what the want and you preach we have no respect for human life." Demetri smiled widely. However Carlisle and Esme weren't horrified by Demetri. Far from it. They were horrified by your pleased smile to be near him. You grinned at them as though you were satisfied and smug. Demetri wrapped an arm over your shoulder, pressing you into him as his free hand rested upon the crown of your head. A loving embrace. "Apologies, Dr and Mrs Cullen. Give them what they want." After a moment of silence filled the room, Demetri sighed. "Go back to the twins, darling." He kissed the top of your head before guiding you out of the room. "I'm trying to be nice and patient out of respect for (Y/N) but you two are making it very difficult. So I'm just going to get straight to the point. Give me, my (Y/N) and we don't destroy your coven one limb at a time.” The twins have been oh so eager to get their hands on your other little human."

You were surprised that Demetri came out of the house ten minutes later as Alec fixed your crooked scarf, muttering something being ridiculous. Alec didn't have your attention, it was Demetri's pleased expression instead. "What happened?" You called out. Demetri took a hold of your shoulders. "Let's go home, darling." Your eyes widened. "I-I can go!?" Demetri broke out into a grin as you jumped into his arms. "Nothing will keep us apart again, my love." Demetri said into your ear.

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