This was the single scariest thing that had ever happened in my life. And the day had started out so normal. I'm Winter.
Winter Blackwell. Yes, Winter like the me I thought the name was messed up to but that's what you get when your parents into those weird names. Not that I would know, my parents died when I was 3. But here I am stuck with it. Anyway I just graduated high school and am on my senior trip to Italy. I had been staying with this family that were either distant cousins or my uncle's great-great-great something or others. They had told me about this celebration that was going on in a village really close by. They had convinced me to go. So that's why I was here. Here being I have no idea where.
I had just been dragged into this group because I had my nose buried in a map. But I had figured it was one of those tour group things and hey if I didn't have to pay for it but got the free tour why not.
So first we walked around the square of Volterra (which I found out was the name of the village) and then to this old castle. The place was really beautiful. The same kind of place I like to take pictures of in my spare time. They led us through all the corridors and through the guest rooms. Towards the end of the tour I started to get this really weird feeling in my stomach, and I have learned to trust these said feelings. I started to hang in the back of the group and walk slower and slower something was definitly not right here. As the tour guide took us into this huge room I had my all time worse feeling I had had all day."Welcome to Volterra." A cheery voice called as we entered the room. Then all heck broke lose.
The old couple in front of me screamed but thats all I could hear. My instinct to live had taken over. I turned tail and ran. The doors had been closed behind us so I ran to this stone bench beside the door. I hurled myself under it and curled into a ball. A few mintues later the screaming stopped.
"Ahh! That was refreshing!" said the cheery voice from earlier.
"Indeed." responed a bored voice.
"Wait. Does anyone hear that?" A third voice questioned. The room became deafingly silent.
"A human?" the first voice said, "How did it escape?"
"I do not know, Aro." the third voice spoke up.
"Well don't just stand there. Go look for it! It is somewhere in this room!" the one called Aro commanded. I quieted my breathing. Maybe they wouldn't be able to find me. But that hope was shattered when the bench above my head was lifted.
"I have found the human." A girl that looked about my age said. I must have been hullicinating because it seemed this girl was lifting the entire stone bench with just one hand.
"Bring it to me, Jane." Aro said.
I was dragged from my hiding place. "Let go of me!" I shouted trying to pull myself from the girl's grip. She smirked and threw me down in front of three thrones.
"Well, hello there." said the one who must be Aro.
"If you don't let me go I will call the police and tell them what has happened here." The room was filled with laughter.
"My dear, your human threat does not bother any present here. What does bother us is that you seemed to have escaped the feeding. How did you do that?"
"Simple. While you all were preoccupied I hid beneath that bench."
"Fasicnating. And you just sat there without screaming and got through it all?" Aro asked standing up from his seat.
"Yeah. I guess."
"Wonderful. You my dear intrige us all. I was wondering?" He said sticking his hand out to me. "Do you mind if I were to see your hand?"
"Well, its not the weirdest thing I have been asked." I gave him my hand and suddenly his face lit up.
"Oh! Most certainly! Yes! There you go my dear!" He let go of my hand.
"Umm..Thanks."
"I was wondering, Winter, if you would mind showing us your power?"
"How did you know my name? And how did you know about that?" I asked, shocked. No one knew about that, not even my aunt and uncle who I have lived with since my parents death.
"O simple, dear Winter. We are vampires and I have a gift like you do. Except mine is not exactly the same."
Vampires? seriously? What was this the Lost Boys? "Please! I haven't believed in vampires in years!"
"But my dear you just saw us in are most vampiric state? Do you not believe it?" This was true. I gulped.
"Now, if you don't mind my dear. Would you show us your remarkable power." I fought the urge to not do it. These things could take my life in one second. I sighed giving in.
"What would you like me to do?"
"Excellent!" Aro clapped his hands together. "Demetri! Come here for a moment would you?"
A younge man stepped forward. He was about 25 and very handsome. "Yes master."
"Just stand there a moment please. Now Winter, here is what I would like you to do." Aro whispered in my ear. I shrugged.
"Alright that's easy enough." I foucused on Demetri. He seemed slightly confused but that is how most of them were before. Suddenly he dropped to the floor and started barking like a dog.
Aro was all but jumping up and down in excitment! "Marvelous! Absolutely Marvelous! That's enough!" and with that Demetri shook his head and stood up confused. "Excellent! Now my dear if you could just wait a moment."
I shrugged as he turned around. Demetri came toward me. "What did you do?"
"I don't know. It just kinda happens around me."
"Which is?"
"I made you believe you were a dog." I said as if it was nothing. "Usually I don't make people believe they are dogs but I guess it works the same. How are you feeling?" I asked.
"Fine. I just don't remember anything. I'm Demetri by the way."
"Winter."
"Alright. It has been decided." Aro said turning around. "Winter Blackwell! Would you like to join us here in Volterra?"
