Hello my readers. If you're reading this I assure you I am planning to update as fast as humanly (hehe) possible. Alas (haha I love that word), do not be discouraged by its length. By writing this, I' am doing something I believed I would never do: I'm writing a twilight fanfic. Nothing against twilight, I myself love twilight--but having a twihard parent ruins it a little for you. Anyways for a somewhat longer summary:

Emma Durand, a rare human-vampire hybrid, possess the unique ability to interchange between these two being, though her vampire side is particularly more potent. Discovered by Demetri, she is brought before the Volturi and offered a position, which she (somewhat unwillingly) accepts, to the bitter disapproval of Caius, Jane and particularly her brother Alec. Aro, unlike the three afore mentioned, believes her ability has the potential to provide the Volturi with information--a spy, if you will-- of the Cullen family, who have returned to Forks nearly half a century after their departure. And what favorite twin of mine do they send to accompany her, both as an aid and protector? .... well then, if you can guess, you should read and learn how this plays out.

And so copyright infringement yadayadayada begins:

I dont own Twilight- duh

I dont own Alec or any other character from the book-duh

If you dont understand why everything ends with 'duh' you need to first read the Twilight series (in the course of 5 days like the afore mentioned parent) then return to read my, Case Haley's, latest story

Amongst Their Ranks

I'm the writer, you're the reader. Readers read on!

"Tell me, young one, how is it that you came upon this…state?" The one named Aro asked, gesturing to me with a pale white hand.

I looked around at the tremendous marble chamber before me: large carved pillar that stretched from the floor towards a high arched ceiling. With the exception of nine small circular windows, entrenched symmetrically in the round walls, which cast a dim light through the room, there was no reminder of the bustling bright city above. I glanced between the three men seated before me in high gilded chairs: Aro, in the center, his dark hair a sharp contrast to his paper like skin, Marcus, dark-haired like Aro, but of a much more sullen demeanor, and Caius, fair haired and seemingly younger than the two adjacent to him. Behind them stood a young boy I presumed had been no more than sixteen or seventeen when he was changed. His scarlet eyes watched me interminably with a cold disgust, as if he had just been presented with a rat. Occasionally, his eyes flickered towards the young girl holding my arm as one might hold a prisoner's. In the few minutes or so she a forcefully led me to where I know stood, it occurred to me that she too did not think to highly of me. With a final glance towards the gilded dome above me, I began my tale.

"My name is Emma Durand. I was born January 12, 1881 in Normandy, to my mother Jacqueline Durand, who died upon giving birth to me. Left to fend for myself in our lone cottage on the outskirts of Lisieux, I was quick to learn I was not like any of the other children I had seen playing in the field just beyond our yard. While they remained young barely ever changing day in and day out, I grew older. I sustained myself on the blood of others, while they ate the vegetables that grew in the field. Upon reaching the age of seven, it stopped, and I've remained in the exact physical form today, that I was 171 years ago. Digging through the shelves and boxes of the cottage, I came across a diary, my mother's diary. In it were a years worth of entries ending a week short of my birth. It described my father, a tall pale man, who was in many aspects, very similar to myself. He was faster, stronger, and colder than other men. He glowed in the sunlight, as my skin sometimes does when it too is exposed. He too, as mother wrote, lived of the blood of humans. Yet she often described him as a remarkably beautiful creature. When I was conceived, he left suddenly, never to return again. He left my mother to struggle through an unnatural pregnancy, far shorter and destructive than the others. I, having been born alone in the cottage, witnessed this destruction myself.

It wasn't long before a ventured beyond the four gates that surrounded the cottage—I have never returned. I traveled here and there, throughout Europe, living off a diet of both blood and human rations. I eventually settled in Germany, where I first encountered another like me. She was a woman; fair-haired and more beautiful than anyone I'd ever seen. She understood me, and from her I learned about your world, my world: our nature, our existence, and even the rules enforced by you who now stand before me. We stayed together for many years afterwards, until recently, when I decided to leave for England. This is when Demetri discovered me late one night and dragged across Europe. I believe you a familiar with my story from there."

My final word echoed out through the hall. Aro sat quietly in deep concentration, reclining against his gilded chair. Suddenly, Caius, sitting up haughtily in his chair, spoke up.

"I don't quite see the point of any of this. Some one please explain this to me because, obviously, there is some element of crucial importance I simply do not see."

The room was silent once more. The boy standing guard behind the three sent a vicious smirk towards his sister at my right. Aro gestured toward me again.

"Would you care to explain your gift to brother Caius young Emma?" He asked, smiling broadly, before turning in Caius' direction. "You'll find its quite extraordinary."

I nodded.

"I can adapt. My body, it changes depending on my surroundings…"

"Which means?" Caius cut in sharply.

"Patience brother," Aro spoke up, "Let her finish."

Caius shot me a spiteful glare.

"My body can interchange between that similar to a human, and that of a vampire. Though I have a beating heart, it is far slower than a human's. My blood is white, iridescent, not red. Though I can eat a human's diet, I often find myself favoring human blood. My body temperature can adjust as well, though I will never be nearly as warm as a human. This is how I am able to attract prey. They stray close to me, believing I am no different than they themselves are."

"Brilliant no?" Aro asked excitedly to no one in particular. "But that's not all. Go on dear."

"I can shield my mind. Not well enough to prevent a direct assault on my mind, but well enough I could avoid my mind being entered or heard in a general area."

"It is true," Demetri spoke up from behind, "It was chance I should find her. I believed her to be human until I spotted her drinking the blood from one. Even then, I found her in the first place through the mind of her victim."

I nodded.

"Impressive," Marcus spoke up.

"Indeed," Caius answered, but his cold voice sounded none too convinced.

"Well then, I can assure you we have nothing like her. I think its only reasonable we offer her a place amongst our ranks," Aro exclaimed.

It was silent a moment before Caius spoke up again.

"How do we know her intentions are good? A shielded mind could easily hold dark secrets."

"Nonsense brother! I was able to read her mind like any other," Aro replied nonchalantly, as if mind reading was commonplace.

"Well then," Caius scoffed, his voice sounding controlled, "If you are so sure of yourself."

"Of course I am! Emma, my dear, welcome to the Volturi."

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