Chapter One
I wasn't even one of the students that voted on taking a trip to Volterra, Italy. When I envisioned a senior class trip, I imagined that we would be flying to the Bahamas and enjoying time in the sun on the sandy beaches. I finally figured that I would get a tan to match those of my parent's.
Of course, things don't always go as planned. The school didn't have enough money for a trip like that but oddly enough, they had the money to offer the football team new jerseys every year and more impressive helmets and equipment as the semesters went on. They countered that hotels would be far more expensive on an island and that the cost of tickets would have been far more expensive. It was just easier to be tourists in Italy and enjoy cheap outings like the street festivals and parades.
"Are you ready, Lorelei?" My hotel roommate for this trip, Bronwyn, asked, pulling her small backpack by its straps onto her back. Ever since I had met Bronwyn—which was only four days ago, I thought that her name was rather unfortunate for her. She was such a beautiful girl with her short dark hair that fell just below her jawline, and her dark and lean body, even her oddly green eyes were beautiful but her name just wasn't. I guess the name was beginning to grow on me but I still couldn't imagine a man moaning it out loud… or a female, whichever suited her liking.
Today was supposed to be a rather exciting day, we were finally able to stay indoors touring some site ruled by "very important people" as our chaperone's, Mrs. And Mr. Highwaller explained. Apparently, they had offered us the opportunity free of any charges so I wasn't surprised that they squeezed it into our schedule.
"One second." I told Bronwyn before I walked over to the mirror between our beds and inspected myself to make sure that I looked decent enough to step out of our room. Just an hour ago, before I got sucked into my laptop screen, I had swiped mascara along my dark lashes to help make my hazel eyes stand out but other than that, I steered clear of any other form of makeup. Considering the heat of summer, I preferred not to sweat my entire face off. I then swept my brown waves of hair up quickly into a ponytail and followed Bronwyn out of the door with my own backpack in my hand using the other free hand to pat my back pocket to make sure that I remembered my room key card.
The process of getting into our group's van and driving to the tourist spot took about thirty minutes which wasn't too bad of a ride. It gave me the chance to slip an earphone into my ear as I tried to tune out the sound of everyone trying to make awkward small talk. Don't get me wrong, I have always been one to have plenty of friends but these people weren't any of them. We were all separated by our last names and unfortunately, I am the only person out of my friend group to have a T as the first letter in mine or any letter after it.
Once we had arrived to our tourist spot, a wave of confusion had washed over me. This place was as gorgeous as it was giant. It made me wonder how on earth this place reached out to us and question why they were letting us tour for free. "You never told us that we were going to a castle." A girl in the seat behind me said outloud. "I would have dressed myself in something more presentable just in case we saw someone important."
"Yeah, I would have brought my camera." Another voice, more masculine whined.
"You will be forgotten about as soon as you step foot back outside." It was Mr. Highwaller that spoke this time. "Besides, we were instructed to make sure that no camera's were brought inside. Everyone will be leaving their backpacks in the bus, they have asked us kindly not to bring things inside for safety reasons."
At this, several groans were heard throughout the bus. Even I let out a huff of frustration but nonetheless, obeyed and left my backpack as I stepped off of the bus with my classmates. We all followed our chaperone's a few steps behind as we made our way toward the entrance and when we did get inside, we were greeted by a beautiful blonde with a five star smile.
To put things politely, the tour was not interesting. We weren't allowed in any rooms and the halls were endless. At one point, I was beginning to think that our own tour guide was lost cross through halls that all looked identically except for the occasional painting on the wall. I really thought that she was lost when she led us right to a set of massive wooden double doors and pushed them open effortlessly to reveal a large room where three men sat looking as if they had expected us and three other men who stood next to one girl. Her and the boy looked especially unphased by our appearance.
Though their expressions were flat, it was their eyes that seemed to cause a twist in my stomach. Where their eyes should have been normal colors like green, brown, blue or even Hazel, they were an electrifying red color. It was when I caught this small rarity that I noticed other strange things about these people, the dark clothes, the pale skin. I had no more time to take in the sight after being interrupted by the sound of the same wooden doors that had welcomed us, closing behind us.
"We are so glad to have you here." The man in the middle chair said with a large, haunting, grin plastered on his face. "You all smell so darling."
After hearing such an odd compliment, my eyes were peeled from the man and shifted over toward our chaperone's who looked just as confused as us students. "Let's not play with our food." A blonde to the middle man's left said.
It was in that moment that the world seemed to begin spinning at full force around me. Was time speeding up or was everyone around me moving faster? I suddenly felt week in the knees as I realized exactly why we were allowed into such a beautiful place at so little of a cost. A large man had stepped toward a girl in front of me and picked her up as if she weighed no more than a feather. I looked away as soon as I saw his mouth leaning in toward her neck but the sights around me were no greater. Other students had no greater of fate. I had to keep vomit from rising to my throat as I met the eyes of Bronwyn who was screaming out in agony.
I may have been able to watch the others around me get attacked but I certainly could not wait for it to happen to me. My head turned so quickly that my neck felt a jolt of pain as I looked toward the exit door again only, my eyes caught on something else. A boy that I had seen early looking back at me with a hard expression on his face, a hint of hunger in his eyes.
"Stop." Another voice from behind me spoke and slowly, things began to slow around us. I looked from the boy to find where the voice had came from to find that everything did in fact, stop. Several bodies were dropped to the ground.
"May I ask what is wrong, Marcus?" The man who I had recognized from the middle throne asked.
"It seems that Alec may have found a deep connection with someone in this room." Marcus said, glancing toward the boy I had been looking at before.
"Oh?"
"It is her." Marcus said, his eyes stopping to meet mine. The other man only followed his gaze with that same haunting smile from earlier creeping onto his lips.
A/n: Hello everyone! I felt like there weren't a lot of Alec Volturi fanfictions so I decided to create my own! You may have noticed that I have made slight changes to a few things but I really look forward to this story. Please leave a comment and let me know if you would like for me to continue.
