A/N: First of all, Twilight and its character's belong to Stephenie Meyer. And the song lyrics are the episode 'Hush' in Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I got this idea last night and I had to write it down. It's just my idea on how Gianna died. Reviews would be greatly appreciated ;).
-Can't even shout, can't even cry, the Gentlemen are coming by-
Time was running out for Gianna. She was running as fast as she could through the dark alleyways of Volterra. There was no hope for her. She knew that now. But the thought of being killed by the Volturi, the vampires who she hoped to join one day, ran shivers down her spine.
Gianna twisted and turned around the dreary alleyways. Tears were forming in her emerald eyes. How could she have been so stupid? How could she have not realised her fate was sealed once she knew the Volturi's real identities?
She always knew they could turn into a vampire. This didn't scare her. She wanted it. Being a vampire meant everything to her. The Volturi knew that. They used this to their advantage and clouded Gianna's mind with dreams of being a vampire. While they were waiting for the moment she would be considered useless. That word was stuck inside her head. Useless. Useless. Useless.
-Looking in windows, knocking on doors, they're gonna take seven and they might take yours-
Gianna stop running for a moment to get her breath back. She tried to steady her breathing, but it was no use. She could not stop panicking and shaking.
Suddenly, she heard footsteps behind. Distant at first, but they were getting nearer. Their footsteps echoed through the alleyway. Not looking back to see whose footsteps' they belonged to, Gianna broke into a fast run. The footsteps were still behind her, refusing to give up so easily. They were hungry now. There was only one thing that would satisfy their thirst. Gianna.
-Can't call to mom, can't say a word-
Her time was coming to an end. Gianna thought back to before she knew the Volturi. Back to when she had family and friends. She thought of their faces, what they would doing now. Did they ever think about her? They probably forgot her name and her face by now.
Dead end. There was no escape for Gianna. She put her hands on the brick wall, trying to steady her breathing. The footsteps were near her now. They followed her to the dead end and stopped. The only noise now was Gianna's breathing. She felt their presence behind her. Taking a deep breath, she turned around to face them. She closed her eyes, while they lunged towards her.
-You're gonna die screaming, but you won't be heard-
She tried to scream, but no sound came out. She felt their razor sharp teeth piercing her golden skin. She felt her blood draining out of her. Death was coming close now. No longer was she Gianna, the secretary to the Volturi. Now she was a meal to them. Useless and weak. She closed her eyes, ready for her final breath.
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One …
Gone.