Hey. This is my Alec Volturi love story. I hope you enjoy it. I would really appreciate it if you reviewed it. I can take criticism, as long as you tell me what it is I need to better. Thank you and here you go!

My name is Charlotte Williams, 17 years old. I come from London, England and so does my other family members. I'm on my big OE before I go to University. So far I have been to Germany, France, Spain and now I'm in Italy and I will be for a few weeks. I actually wasn't that bothered to come here but my older sister, Lisa has managed to drag me out here. She has been living here for a few years and she has a tan that makes her look like a tomato, but a natural tomato. I picked up my map of the museum that I'm spending my day touring. Lisa however is trying to convince me not to go. She may be older than me but I'm only here for a few weeks. I wanna get the best out of my trip.

"Don't go there!" She stormed after me.

I rolled my eyes at her as I picked up my VERY expensive camera off the table and headed for the door.

"Why don't you take a chill pill?" I asked.

I turned the handle of the door but before I could pull it open Lisa slammed it shut.

"I've heard bad things about that museum, I watch people go in there. But they don't come out!"

I pulled her hand away from the door and opened it. The Italian hotness made me regret putting my skinny jeans on, no backing out now though.

"Lisa! For gods sakes sit on the bloody couch and read a book. I'll be back later."

I stormed out of the house. Having an older sister isn't fun. Telling you what to do 24/7, but I know she means well. We love each other in a sisterly way. I started down the road and down to the bus stop. I envied the girls I walked past who wore thin material clothes and had tanned skin. I wish I had the confidence to walk around the city with hardly anything on. But that's just how they are in countries like this. Where as in England, even in summer it's always cold.

"Wow." I gasped.

I had just gotten off the bus and I followed the other foreign tourists who were holding the same tour guide as me. Now in front of us loomed a fountain. My fore head was damp with sweat and the cold fountain water looked so tempting. I looked up to the sky and saw the clock tower. I walked towards it and the double doors below it opened to reveal 2 tour guides.

"Welcome to the Volturi. Through these doors you will be taken to pay then you will be split up and some of you will go with Jane around one part of the museum and the rest of you will come with me!"

Something about this woman didn't seem right. Not at all. He accent was clearly Italian, it sounded like she had lived here all of her life but she was pale and her skin seemed to be shining and same with the other woman, Jane, although she never spoke, she just nodded her head and smiled at us. We all followed the woman who hadn't told us her name into the tower, the other woman trailed behind, she shut the doors like they were light as feathers, like she was a body builder. I don't know whether to be scared or impressed.

I took a picture of the marble statue before noticing the other tour guide group coming around the corner. Jane in front, she looked almost menacing like she was going to kill anything any minute. Then with a nod of Heidi's head a pair of doors opened. Being short and at the back I couldn't see what everyone was oohing and ahhing about. I got my camera at the ready.

"We don't allow photography in this room." Jane spat.

I was frightened by her tone. She wasn't qualified to be a tour guide. Her whole demeanour was too...scary. I apologised and turned it off and it hung around my neck. Jane walked in first all of us trailing behind her. I looked up to the ceiling as I entered. It was so high and it looked brand new, like this museum wasn't as old as it was meant to be. My trainers looked so old and dirty compared to the marble white floor beneath me. I've never felt so out of place my whole life.

"Welcome to the Volturi!" I velvet voice said.

It held so much dominance that not one of the tourist's spoke another word or even made a noise. I flinched as I heard the bang of the doors that closed behind us. I suddenly felt nervous. I went up on my tip toes and tried to look over a man's shoulder but he was too tall.

He turned around sensing I was there. "Can't ya see love?" He smiled.

I shook my head and he let me in front of him. I was in front of everyone else. As soon I was in that position I felt so venerable. I didn't want to there I wanted be out of here. I covered my mouth when one of the men, the one that was standing looked me over, this pale and aristocrat face gave him that look of dominance. The face was accompanied by long black hair. He had red eyes. It mustn't be real. It can't be. The 2 other men that sat on either side of him all had the identical eyes. It must be for show surely? The man nodded, to know one in particular but I knew it must of meant something because all the workers including Heidi and Jane smirked and started to advance on us.

I closed my eyes tight, scared. I gasped as multiple screams filled my ears. I opened my eyes, regretting it instantly. Bodies. Bodies covered the floor, blood was everywhere. I screamed and caught the attention of a boy. His eyes were black as night. He gave a once over before walking towards me. He looked around my age. Blood dripped from his chin and I backed up. I heard a growl to my left and a large man grabbed me by my neck and threw me into a wall. Black spots clouded my vision. My whole body shook with the amount of force my body hit the wall. My head throbbed and my camera was broken. He walked towards me blood all over him. I gathered every ounce of strength I had in my body and kicked him in the chest. I felt so pathetic when he didn't even flinch or cower away.

I screamed as he grabbed my ankle and twisted it inwards. I could literally feel the ligaments tearing and I screamed. Then something cracked and I yelped out on last time. Satisfied he dropped my leg, I winced as sharp pain spread up my leg. I had no strength to snatch my arm away when he picked it up and raised it to his bloody lips. With my other leg I tried to push him away by kicking on his chest. He growled and with his other hand he dug his nails into my thigh. I screamed, it was cut short as he was thrown off me. I clutched my thigh. Blood soaked my jeans and made them stick to me. I looked to see the man that was attacking me and the boy who had been advancing towards me a few minutes ago.

"Don't touch her."

The boy had the man up against the wall. The man was so much bigger than the boy but he still had him up against the wall. I was too mesmerised by his heroic act that I didn't even notice the dead bodies of the tourists being pushed out of the room.

The black haired man walked over to the boy and made him release "Alec. What seems to be the pro-"

He stopped short when his hand fell on his shoulder. His eyes flickered down to me. He tilted his head like he was amused by my current state. Then the man walked over to me. It was while I was looking at how he walked with so much poise and elegance did I noticed the blood splattered floor. Why was I alive? He looked into my eyes, curiosity written in them. I winced as he took my wrist. I hadn't realised until now that is fractured.

"La Tua Cantante…" He whispered.

It was Italian. I don't know the language that well. I only know basics and this wasn't. He turned back to the boy who was Alec and he nodded. I clutched my wrist as soon as he released me. He walked back to the middle of the room.

"The girl's name is Charlotte. She is not too harmed or messed with why she is here. She belongs to Alec, now."

I tried to speak, to argue. I wasn't staying here! No way! I don't belong to anyone. I belong to myself!

"But she is human Aro." A blonde man said on the left chair.

The leader, Aro turned. "In time, Caius she will be one of us. She doesn't even know what we are yet!"

He turned around back to me. "Jane, Alec. Take her up to a room of your choice. She is staying."

Jane stormed towards me not a look of happiness in her eyes. She was cold hearted. It showed.

"Stand." She ordered.

Aro laughed. "Felix broke her ankle, she cannot walk."

She crossed her arms. Alec's eyes turned to Jane and he bent down and put his arms underneath my legs.

"Put your arm around my neck." He whispered.

I looked into his eyes and unlike Felix's, Jane's or Aro's they weren't sinister. Hesitantly, I put my arms around him and picked me up. He picked me up with no bother. I winced as the cut on my thigh started to throb. I looked up to Alec's face and I saw his fore head crease and then I felt like my legs had fallen off. I couldn't feel them at all. They felt swollen and like they were full of air. I felt every one's eyes on us as we exited the hall. Jane opened the doors and let us pass. I heard them close behind us. Not a word was spoken between the 3 of us as we walked down corridors and up stairs. The boy Alec seemed like the only nice boy here. I also noticed that our tour guide Heidi didn't show us this part of the museum. The place was a lot less cold and elegant looking, now it just looked like a huge mansion. Jane led us to a dead end but at the end of the corridor was a door.

"This is your room." Jane said in a bored tone.

Alec carried me in. My mouth opened in a small gasp. Wasn't there any part of this place that wasn't at all lovely and brilliant? Dust filled the air and nearly choked me. Jane seamed to pull a face at the dust floating and she was suddenly by a window wafting out the dust. I was mesmerised by her fast movements. She looked like she was hardly moving but it was obvious she was if you looked closely. How did she get to the window so fast? Alec placed me on the satin covered bed. I saw the disturbed layers of dust float off the bed.

"I'll get a servant up here in the morning." Alec spoke.

His voice was melodic and his whole being was hypnotising. He stared at me as though I was his world. I stared at him in curiosity. Jane broke our little moment as she came over to stand by Alec.

"How's your ankle?" She asked.

Alec turned to her and sent her a glance I didn't understand. She is just trying to be nice, right? But ever since Alec picked me up I couldn't feel my legs, nor my ankle, I still couldn't feel them now.

"Numb" I mumbled.

Jane's eyes flickered from me to Alec. He just stared down as me. "I'll leave." Jane said.

I blinked and she wasn't there. Alec sensed my confusion and sat down at the foot of the bed. I didn't know whether to shoo him away or to let him sit there, I mean he hasn't posed to be a threat to me so I shouldn't be scared of him.

"Jane is my sister. She'll come around, down worry." He smiled.

"I'll ring for a doctor. I'll be back.

He left me for a good 10 minutes to think. Why was I here? How am I alive? What does La Tua Cantante mean? And WHAT are these people?