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Disclaimer Deuce: This is my new story. This story may have romantic components in this story some time but it will primarily be not be, the violence will bleed through (pardon the pun) This story is Rated M for violence. There will be violent scenes, however they shouldn't be graphic enough to cause nightmares. Don't worry, I don't write scary, just violent. If you read "If" in "What Fate took from Embry" many chapters may be like that, where there are very strong descriptions of one battle one scene… this is a parallel story. This is happening about the same time "Locked Room Known as Embry's Mind" starts.

Ulrich's POV

It had been a long day of working out. My body was sore but it always was a pleasant pain. I had pushed my body hard as I always did. This was my job and my hobby, I did little else. I was a professional bodybuilder. It was dark when I locked up the gym I worked at. My home was only a mile away and as part of my cardio I always jogged home. Some would consider that dangerous, but I was 6'9 and weighed over three hundred pounds. I picked up my pace and stretched in to a long reaching jog helping my body stretch out after the tightening work out that I just enduring and enjoyed. I ran past the dark alley between the blocks between my apartment and next complex. I heard a faint groan of pain and cough. I stopped immediately and turned my eyes in to the alley.

"Hallo?" I said speaking my native tongue. There was no response so I tried again.

"sind Sie ganz richtig?" I said asking him if he was alright.

"Ich spreche Deutsch nicht." The voice coughed.

"Do you speak English?" I asked in my second language I'd learned at a young age.

"Yes." He said saying no more. I couldn't place where he was from, it sounded as if his original accent was being covered, but I could just be imagining things. The man looked large, nearly as tall as I was, only an inch shorter after I helped him back to his feet. His hand was very cold, unnaturally cold. He smiled evilly. I didn't know what came next he was gone in a second and felt something that felt like teeth in to my shoulder. The pain was excoriating I felt my body being slung over his shoulder then I blacked out.

My body was screaming in pain, unlike any other pain I've ever felt, I felt like there was a burning in my body burning every inside of me out. I forced myself not to react, knowing that nursing pain only made it worse. Winced in pain shutting my body down trying to focus on anything but the pain was coursing through me in ways I'd never imagined. All the pain until I thought the pain itself would kill me, and in an instant it was all gone. I slowly opened my eyes I thought my vision was blurred but what I saw was more clear than anything I'd ever seen, the room was dark but I could make out each individual dust particle. I breathed out realizing it didn't sustain me anymore, but was a sense, the musty damp scent of the room was inhaled as I breathed in, by that I guessed I was being held under ground. I turned and turned my attention to the man at the entrance of the room. It was him the man I tried to help. My throat burned for liquid, for something to quench this undeniable thirst that this man must have put it in me. I stood up and without thinking launched myself at him I moved much faster then I should be able to. I was sailing through the air at him, I must have leapt ten feet before a hand caught my throat and pushed my back in to the wall where I came then I was on the ground in front of the door. My eyes turned to it then back at my assailant behind me.

"Oh, believe me you want to stay in this room, it's much worse out there." He said with his own side of a smirk. I turned and jumped out of the room and was stopped dead by a cruel pain all over my body starting in my mind. My body collapsed. I was in unending pain until I felt strong hands pull me back in to the room.

"I wasn't lying before. Well I guess you can't think really clearly being as thirsty as you are." The man said contemplatively. I'm thirsty? That's what they call this burning in my throat?

"Well holding up your feeding isn't helping anything." He turned his back and left the room in no pain what so ever, closing the door behind him. After a moment he returned and tossed a person in to the room.

"Enjoy." He said smirking. The person thrown in was dripping wet, I could see that, I took a deep breath in and in that moment their scent filled my lungs with the burning desire, he had the smell of the most mouthwatering scent I've ever smelt. The water dripping from his body only enhanced my nerves that were already on tacks. It was everything I could do to restrain my body. Who is he? Why is he here? Why does he smell so good? How does he smell better than anything I've ever eaten. I pressed my body against the wall trying to create a distance between us.

"Oh you're in here? I thought I was dead for sure." He said running to me. He was running slowly, as if it was in slow motion I could see every deliberate action. What happened next I wasn't sure his skin touched mine and in that instant my teeth was on his arm he threw around me to hug me. After a very short time I had drained his body of blood. I was a haze. The burning was gone. Deep down in my throat I was still the burning, but it subsided it wasn't so strong. I collapsed in to the corner of the room with my head in my hands. I had just slaughtered a man. I sat down in the corner wrapping my arms around my knees and dropping my head on them. Unfortunately my mind was sharper then it had ever been, everything was clear, there weren't any spots of blindness, I could replay exactly how it happened. And unfortunately how much my body was screaming for it. How could something like that be wrong yet my body screams so loudly for it. The door opened and the large man walked in and closed the door behind him.

"You've done well Ulrich." He said. I was on my feet instantly my fist clenching at my sides. I didn't know how I could move this fast.

"How do you know my name? What have you done to me? Where am I? Who are you? Why am I here?" he smiled contented with himself.

"I know your name because I had been following you for over a week Ulrich Imholte of Műnchen, Germany. As for what I have done to you, I have made you one of us. Where are you? Volterra, Italy. Before you ask I carried you here. Who am I?" he laughed to himself with a mock bow.

"I am Felix of the Volturi. Why are you here? That is because you will become a great warrior, you will become my right hand, if you survive long enough to do so." I looked down at my hands and forced them to unclasp.

"You did this to me?" I yelled incredulously.

"Yes, Yes I did." I launched my body at him. He side stepped quickly catching my arm spinning me in mid air and redirecting my face in to the brick wall breaking in to it. He appeared back where he was standing originally as if to dust himself off. A low growl escaped from my throat as I lunged at him again. he didn't move this time I landed on him and I swiped at his face but he blocked while laying under me on the ground, he spun his hand out of the grip my wrist had on his then pressed both his hands against my chest pushing me in to the air past him. He caught me upside down in the air by the throat again and threw me back in to the wall. I stood myself up and realized provoking him wasn't a good idea, each time his response was a bit rougher. I came out of my crouch to a standing.

"Good, you're learning quickly." It was ironic. I'd never been this strong, this fast, this powerful, and at the same time so caged.

"So you're locking me in this prison?" Felix shrugged his shoulders.

"Technically speaking, there isn't a brick in this building you couldn't easily break, and this door won't be locked, even though you could walk out of it very easily. Think of it this way… anywhere else in this building might prove to be especially dangerous to you. Once you've calmed down a bit, I'll let you come with me on assignments, and you will become my right hand, and which point you can either choose to stay with me or go on your way. I won't stop you. Once you've learned to control yourself you can roam freely, I'll introduce you to people here." He stopped for a moment amused then returned his focus.

"Your waking up was quite interesting, you'll have much to learn when you can control yourself." He disappeared for a moment then returned with a red robe in his hand.

"Here, unless you particularly enjoy the blood stains on your clothing form your first feeding." He said tossing the robe across the room I caught it immediately.

"I'd love to stay and chat but yours isn't the only birth I must watch over." I was confused as he left. I tore my off my shirt and pants and threw the red robe on.

Three Months Earlier

Felix's POV

We hadn't been back for little more than a week and already Caius said he had something important to deal with. The only people here were Caius, Marcus, Aro, and Demetri. I moved in front of them next to Demetri and awaited our orders. Aro made his way in front of Marcus and Caius. they discussed and disputed everything together, but Aro was the leader of the three.

"Caius came up with an absolutely delightful plan." I turned my eyes back to Caius acknowledging him.

"Truly it will be a splendid plan it will be great entertainment and preparation."

"Get on with it Aro, enough Pageantry." Marcus said unmoved.

"Yes you are right, there are pressing matters to attend to." Aro said appeasing Caius

"You both will find two people you see suitable to become vampires, you will turn them and train them, they will fight each other, both of Demetri's apprentice's versus Felix's. The battles will be to the death, the two winners will fight each other until there is only one left. That winner will, with the guidance of you two create our Vulturi Army." I stepped forward unafraid to ask a question. I had never felt threatened here before.

"Sir, is this necessary? We're plenty enough to deal with the Cullen's if that is truly your worry." Aro smiled softly.

"Oh, yes I do know that my loyal guard Felix, but with Bella's new ability and their apparent unimpeded growth it seems truly important for us to protect ourselves." I nodded and returned to my listening state.

"I have all the faith in the world in both of you. I hope this is as exciting as I anticipate it being." I nodded as Demetri did the same before leaving the room. Neither one of us spoke until we were outside the room, they could still hear us but it was a matter of principle.

"Hah, may the better man win." I said to Demetri

"I intend to." He said grinning at me.

Present time

Demetri's and my approach were nothing alike. He never left Italy, he simply found two people he thought would be good Vampire's and turned them so he could train them faster. I took a different approach. I did research and found two targets of my liking. The first I had already bit, his name was Ulrich, he was a body builder with no close family. His family had died two years ago to a natural fire, he lived alone and had no real close friends, and he just worked at the local gym. If he disappeared there wouldn't be a big search. There was no one holding him down. He was a body builder, a personal test of mine. I turned him to see if he was going to be stronger then I. I wanted a fighter that would match me, someone I could really test my fighting abilities on. I moved him to a hotel where Santiago would pick him up and bring him back to Volterra while I picked up my other pupil. His name was Ivan Gusev, A Russian bouncer in Yakutsk, Russia. I flew to get here but I would need to run back with him. I would need to knock him out to get him half way there before biting him. I was just outside of his bar. I stepped in. His eyes immediately turned to me as I moved in. I tried to disappear to the back of the room wearing a dark hood over my face, but the fact that I was 6'8 couldn't be hidden. He was very different than Ulrich. While Ulrich was slow to anger, and generally seemed to be cool headed, Ivan was quick tempered and quick to action. His job as a bouncer had only enhanced that and kept him in check knowing if he hurt a patron that didn't deserve it he'd be fired. He was a large man also, playing rugby for years. Like Ulrich though he wouldn't be missed he didn't keep in contact with any family. Also like Ulrich he learned to speak English from a young age. It made things easier since English was the primary language here. One of the drunks walked straight in to him and he pushed him back.

"look where you're going dumb ass." Ivan said pushing a drunk back in to the crowd.

"Fuck you oaf." The drunk said and I watched Ivan clench his fists then force himself to relax. The rest of the night slipped by without incident and at the end of the night Ivan took a couple shots and I followed him. I knew his drinking made him violent, I had been watching him for weeks now, never close enough for him to see me though. He saw me and he stumbled in to the alley. He slurred his speech at me before taking a swing at me. I smiled

"Non avete idea di cosa sta per accadere a te" I said in Italian. His eyes moved to mine for a split second before I knocked him out with a knee then palm strike, being careful not to cause any permanent damage to him. I threw Ivan over my shoulder and ran west, back to Volterra.

Ivan was coming out of his transformation now, unlike Ulrich he was yelling in pain. Ivan had closed himself up, I didn't know if that would cause more or less pain, but I wouldn't know, I only experienced the transformation once, and that was enough for me. I stepped in to the room as he was opening his eyes for the first time. His eyes shot to me and he charged at me. I side stepped and connected with my right hand in to his temple. His body started to collapse and I caught him by the back of his shirt and threw him back against the wall.

"Now that we have that out of the way, you must be hungry. I'll bring you something to eat." I left the room and grabbed the human who was waiting. I tossed him in soaking wet so his scent would fill his nostrils. I closed the door and stepped back. I barely got out of the room before he was slaughtered. Hmm he will be a good vampire as long as we can control him. I thought to myself. I sped up to the throne room at Aro's beckon.

"Give me your report on Ivan." I extended my hand to him so he could hear it all instantly but he shook his head.

"I want to be surprised when I see them fight. Report please." I nodded

"I picked him up in Yakutsk, Russia after knocking him out I made my way back, midway through my journey I bit him and met up with Santiago to help me bring him back the rest of the way inconspicuously."

"Did anyone see anything?" I sighed, and then nodded softly.

"Yes, one human saw his body being carried."

"Did you deal with him?" I nodded.

"Sir, he just fed on him." Aro laughed clapping his arms together.

"Simply splendid."

"Your work isn't done." I nodded and ran back down to the cell. I turned my attention to Jane who was standing lackadaisically in front of the cells.

"How many times has he attempted to leave?"

"Six" she said flatly. I smiled at her.

"Thank you for your help Jane." She nodded but didn't move.

"Your other one has stopped trying to leave. He seemed more docile, maybe slightly more controllable but doesn't have the killer urge that this one has." I nodded in response to the small girl standing in front of me. I took a step back as to not seem disrespectful and talk down to her.

"Yes, He would be a strong warrior indeed, and good leader." She rolled her eyes.

"He won't survive." She said coldly.

"We will see." She crossed her arms.

"I don't like this one though, he's too blood thirsty to control."

"He's a newborn, he'll cool down." She shook her head and I shrugged against her.

"If he ever gets out of line we can always fix him." She nodded and I turned to return to his room.

"I see you met Jane… repeatedly." He was standing in the corner in a low crouch.

"Is that what attacked me?" I nodded he looked at his hand for a moment the punched through the wall next to him, he brought his hand back out and had a large piece of rubble. He crushed it easily between his index and middle finger.

"What have you done to me?" he asked, but unlike Ulrich he was admiring what he became.

"I have made you a Vampire, like myself you are now immortal, you'll never age a day, and more so then that you've been chosen by the Volturi to lead our army. You will become my right hand if you survive your trails to do so." He smiled and nodded. He stretched his body out.

"Hmm I think I like the sound of that." He said with an evil smile.

"Good, I'm keeping you here for a while until you're controlled enough to go on missions with me."

"I'm ready now." He said impatiently. I laughed at his eagerness.

"No, I'll know when you're ready."

That's that. My first Chapter. If anyone has questions or ideas please ask or tell them to me. I have a very good idea where this story is going but I'm always open to hearing ideas. I worked on this a lot, writing a whole chapter in basically one day. Give me some review shaped love. Questions, comments, rolls of twenty dollar bills, knucks, review.