A/N: My first Twilight fanfic – trying to escape the world of Nightmare on Elm Street for a while, little obsessed me :)
This just came to me I guess; can't explain it, just happened.
Updated 9/2/14 - I know it probably says it up there somewhere, but just to let you know, I'm still here! Just been having a busy time and a serious case of writer's block.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Twilight people – I wish.
Summary: Every day, hundreds of people visit the Volturi Castle on magnificent tours, being lured into a vicious trap as dinner for the vampires. But imagine if one person lags behind; imagine if one girl gets too carried away with the tour to keep up with the group. The one person of the group with a chance of living...
Lucky
"And through here is the main dining room, where the members of the Volturi like to have their evening meal. The table before you is made of mahogany with pure silver cutlery..."
Heidi's voice trilled through the air as she led the tourists through the halls of the Volturi Castle as cameras flashed and the tap of expensive high-heeled shoes echoed against the walls. The poor naïve people held their guide booklets and read about the history as they were led down several different corridors into different rooms and were told the significance of each room.
They walked past the information desk once more and towards another direction – the direction of their deaths, as they would soon find out.
"Good morning Heidi." Gianna the receptionist said in a singsong voice.
"Good morning Gianna." Heidi replied, politely. She grew tired of Gianna's eagerness and hospitality because of the need to become a vampire – she very much wanted to drain her of her blood and get it over with. If only Gianna knew how hopeless her pleas were.
As the crowd was ushered into the elevator, one girl with a black fedora hat and a denim satchel stayed a few steps behind, her eyes glued to the pages of the book. Her eyes scanned the marbles statues, the gargoyles, and the polished wooden doors with the golden door handles... so majestic and stunning.
"Is everybody in?" Heidi called a little louder than usual, directing her voice to the lost tourist. The girl's head flew up to meet Heidi's glare, the waves of her hair bouncing against her shoulders. "You're keeping us waiting, Miss." The blood-lust rose in her, and her voice became stern and impatient.
"Oh, sorry." The girl quickly jogged to the elevator, then continued to lose herself in the pictures and the history of the booklet.
"The guests are arriving," the glint and colour in Caius' eyes was apparent, and it was clear that he was ready for bloodshed. "The smell is exquisite."
"I agree." Aro answered the eager Volturi Master with a small smile and a glint in his eye. Caius smirked as well. He was going to enjoy this.
As Heidi led the tourists to the Volturi leaders, the girl stayed behind as the group went into the great hall. She smiled as she examined the pictures again and again, relishing in the beautiful culture. She looked up, and she was alone. The doors were closed and her group had left her.
"Damn," she cursed softly. "I'm such an idiot."
She began to quicken her pace when sharp screams from behind the doors pierced through the air like fireworks. For a second, she thought that it was an attraction; a part of the tour. But they didn't sound happy, like a scream someone makes on a roller-coaster. They sounded painful. Those were screams of ultimate horror. Thank God she had lagged behind. 'What is going on!?' she thought hurriedly.
Terror sprinted through her veins like a shot of adrenaline. She wanted to scream, but the sound couldn't quite reach her lips. The screams eventually died down, making way for the sound of dripping. She had no clue what was going on, but she didn't intend to stay and find out, as she heard the loud tapping of heels against marble.
Heidi.
She looked around for a way to escape. She ran to one of the pillars and hid behind it, putting her hand over her mouth to quieten her breath. She knew she didn't have much hope of surviving, but she could at least try. If they were going to try and kill her, she wasn't going down without fighting.
The doors swung open, revealing Aro and Caius walking in step with Heidi and Alec flanking them. Aro stopped and licked the remaining blood from his lips.
"Thank you for that, Heidi," he said smoothly, and lifted her hand to kiss it. "It has been a while since I last had a truly delicious feeding."
'Feeding?' The girl thought. Then she realised… the screams of those tourists. 'No. It can't be. I'm fucking crazy.'
'Were those people… food?'
Her mind couldn't comprehend what was happening. She stared at them as they talked to one another, and drank in their striking features. Their pale skin. Their ruby red eyes. Their white… sharp… teeth…
'Vampires?'
She couldn't believe it. They couldn't be vampires! They didn't exist... but she couldn't think of a rational explanation. So for now she decided she would call them vampires.
The vampires were deep in conversation, when Caius sniffed the air. "Aro..." He tapped him on the shoulder. Can you smell that?"
The girl held her breath. 'Shit.'
Aro didn't have to smell the air to understand what Caius was implying. "It seems we have missed one of the group. Heidi?"
Heidi remembered the straying girl. "Yes. Tall girl, about 16 or 17 years old; probably a student. British. Long wavy hair and the attention span of a gnat." She finally spat out.
That was it; time to run. The girl turned her head, searching for an escape. She spotted an archway in the wall leading to yet another corridor. She ran for the archway, dropping her satchel and booklet.
The noise was enough. The vampires turned and strode towards the archway as the girl ran. She turned a corner, and opened the first set of doors she could see. She rushed into a large bedroom and closed the doors behind her, then stopped to catch her breath.
The girl, hiding in the en-suite bathroom, breathed rapidly and loudly. She trembled as she heard a clunk of footsteps walking down the corridor. The door creaked open and they slowly drew nearer. Whoever it was, they were playing with her, she thought. 'Trying to make me so frightened that I'll come out with both hands up... And this is the part where I think "Two can play at this game" or something else corny.' But she knew for certain that she couldn't play the game – she was terrified, and she had no confidence to come out and defend herself. She was dead for sure.
"Hello?" The voice belonged to Aro. He spoke softly in a calm and almost friendly tone. 'His voice sounds like bells – like Heidi's' she thought. Evil or not, they were by far the most beautiful creatures she had ever seen. There was a long passageway that separated the bedroom and the bathroom. It wouldn't be long before she was found.
"There is no need to hide dear. If your smell was not so attracting, your hat would have given you away."
She'd dropped her hat by accident as she came in. She closed her eyes and leant her head back against the wall, silently chiding herself. 'Idiot.'
"Silly girl, aren't you?" He carried on in his silky tone. You could hear the smile in his voice. "You've nothing to fear, my dear. I shan't hurt you. Please, show yourself to me."
He was a mere few feet away from discovering her, and he wanted her to show herself? 'He's toying with me still.'
She sunk to the floor, and tears slid down her cheeks. She cried softly, frightened of what might happen to her if she came out.
"Now, there's no need to cry, my dear. I give you my word for your safety."
She looked up a little. His word was the only hope she had at this moment. She had to take it. "Okay..." Her voice was barely a whisper. She stayed where she was, as the dark haired vampire entered the bathroom, and looked down at her. She didn't meet his gaze, too afraid that he might burn her with his eyes.
"It is alright now," He bent down and held out his hand. She slowly looked at him, and took his hand. He helped her up, and she wiped the tears from her eyes. "What is your name, cara mia?"
She looked at her feet, and bit her lip. "Bambi..." she said quietly. 'Stupid name.' She coughed and looked him in the eyes. "My mum is a Disney fan." She muttered, embarrassed.
Aro just smiled at her. Bambi lost herself in his eyes for a moment, and then asked, "So, you're not going to kill me?"
"No, cara mia," he swore. "You can trust me."
She stood up slowly, questions forming in her mind. "A-are you..."
He understood what she meant. "Yes. We are vampires."
"So, all those people in the great hall, and... the screams... the blood..." A few more tears escaped her eyes.
"We feed on humans, and this is the most efficient way of a meal."
"So... why aren't you going to kill me?" Her mind screamed at her, scolding herself. 'Why did you say that!?'
He pondered for a moment, and then smiled once more. "My dear, just because we are vampires, that does not mean that we are absolutely merciless. It is seldom that we let a human live, but we could make an exception. You could be of use to us." She raised an eyebrow, and then nodded slowly. 'How?' She wondered. But she couldn't ignore the interest in his eyes. Maybe she would make it out of this alive.
He walked down the passageway with Bambi trailing behind. She picked up her hat on the way, along with her satchel and booklet. "I will take you to see the Volturi Guard now. All three of the Masters must make the decision of your fate."
Bambi nodded again, still a little afraid. Then her mind went back to the booklet. She had read about the Volturi Masters. "You, Caius and Marcus... Is that right?"
Aro nodded, smiling to himself, but said nothing.
She nodded back, then took a deep breath as she stood before the large oak doors, anticipation coursing through her veins. The doors slowly began to open...