Make Me A Vampire Please!
Summary: Edward tries to save a mortal girl from the Volturi and ends up getting locked in a room with her where she makes him decide whether or not to turn her.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or anything to do with it. I only own the OC – a characterization of my friend ClumsyBird92 (previously TrippingAngel390623), who I dedicate this fic to for her birthday. Luv ya, Cae!
Dedication: This entire story is dedicated to ClumsyBird92 for her birthday and various other accomplishments as well.
~Caeward~Caeward~Caeward~Caeward~Caeward~Caeward~Caeward~Caeward~Caeward~Caeward~
The quiet footsteps still replayed in her thoughts, though the silence had begun to deafen the dark empty room long ago. Not even whistling helped calm the girl's nerves. She was waiting for someone to help her – anyone who could help her escape from the dimmed light of the one thing in the room that was helping her see: the half melted candle flickering in the corner, which would probably burn up most of her oxygen before it finally went out, taking the little light there was away with it. She figured she didn't have much time left, but she wasn't sure of an exact number – math wasn't her forte and now she kind of wished it was.
Brushing a lock of her shoulder-length midnight hair out of her eyes, she continued to doodle in the air with her finger so she could at least see the happy little field mice prancing around the poppy flowers before her time ran out – unless, of course, he came for her. Everyone else told her he didn't exist the way she said – they didn't believe he was really a vampire, but she knew he was; she could tell just by looking into his liquid topaz eyes. Just the mental image of his kind perfect face, messy auburn hair, and ultra white smile made her sigh and nod with confidence. The pixie-like girl would have seen this image already and told him to go get her.
"Edward," she whispered dreamily just as something moved in the corner. Looking over, she knew right away it was him. He stopped breathing – she could tell he had – to save the oxygen for her.
"Yes, Cae," his velvet voice spoke softly to her as he approached.
She tilted her head to the side. "Edward?" she asked him curiously, "Alice told you about this, didn't she?" – he nodded once – "How did you get in here?"
There were no windows, only the door the Volturi had used to shove her in here until they were thirsty enough to drain her of the crimson liquid that still flowed through her veins. She supposed this was what she got for wanting to be a vampire so badly.
Edward stared at her strangely. "I used the door," he explained and Cae stood up quickly.
She gripped his shoulders firmly. "Did you close it? Tell me you didn't close it," she demanded and he just blinked at her funny, "You closed it, didn't you?" Her face fell to a frown, but Edward quickly shook his head, realizing the distress emanating from her.
"No, I did not," he assured her and she let out a sigh.
Cae relaxed a bit. "Oh, thank God," she muttered quickly, looking away for a second and remembering something, "Did the Volturi let you in or did you have to sneak in? Because we should hurry or else they'll –" Just then, they heard a noise and the door slammed, metallic echoes bouncing off the walls as they traveled through the room. "Yeah, we're locked in."
She sighed in frustration as she released her grip and plopped herself back down on the floor again, continuing to doodle in the air with her finger. Edward disappeared into the shadows to examine the door for a moment. Cae continued to whistle a mindless tune as she fathomed lions and tigers and bears (oh my!) while she strolled the yellow brick road of Oz with the munchkins and Toto.
"Why do you do that?" the velvet voice interrupted her fantasy.
Too much Disney and movies before setting out on a journey to become a supposedly mythical creature was definitely supposed to be on the 'don't' list along with RockyHorrorPictureShow and politics before bed on a sugar high Halloween night.
"Do what?" Cae questioned him, risking a glance upwards to see him crouching in front of her. It took her a while to realize she was still drawing the cowardly lion in the air.
"That," Edward explained curiously, "Does it help you relax or something else?"
Cae shrugged and smiled a bit at his confusion. "No, it's just fun to draw cute little mice and funny monkeys," she told him as she laughed at her invisible cartoon lion.
Edward continued to observe her with a burning curiosity. "You are one strange girl," he said to her thoughtfully before realizing they were indeed locked in a room together with time running out for the silly mortal girl, "While I plan our way out, please tell me how you got yourself into this mess. It would seem you enjoy the daily dose of danger you put yourself through."
Cae dropped her hands to her lap and twiddled her thumbs – another strange habit she possessed. "Well, you see… I was bored and I'd just finished watching TheWizardofOz. And instead of doing my homework, I decided to go for a walk along the yellow brick road," she explained, watching his brow crease in confusion, "You know, from the movie where they go on the adventure to find the wizard while traveling on the yellow brick road – the one made of yellow bricks, which is totally different from the red brick road, though I've always wondered where that would have led them. At least it would have matched her shoes, which were supposed to be silver in the books."
Edward just stared at her blankly so she decided to shrug it off.
"Well, anyway, I wanted to go on my own adventure. So… I decided to explore Forks a bit more when I ended up somewhere in the forest and sort of got lost. You know, I thought I was safe when the Volturi found me, but I guess I was only lucky they weren't out hunting… for a drink anyway. They were looking for you, I guess," she simply told him and he raised an eyebrow as if to question her sanity, "I was trying to persuade them to turn me into a vampire, but they told me they would keep me 'safe' until they talked it over. If by 'safe' they mean 'will most likely die soon without anyone else getting in', then yeah… I'm safe enough. I guess they accounted for Alice being psychic, so here we are – alone in a dark room with barely any light to see by and air to breathe… alone with a vampire and a normal clumsy human girl who will probably die soon unless we can find a way out."
She sighed dramatically and pouted a bit. Edward let out an exasperated sigh, sending the sweet smell of his breath in the girl's direction. She couldn't help but smile a bit, making her facial expression that much more amusing.
"Obviously, you have a plan and since there seems to be something wrong with your brain, I will have to ask you what it is you are thinking," Edward stated before pausing to look over her expectantly, but she only raised an eyebrow, "You only want to hear me say it, don't you?" – she nodded quickly with an innocent smile – "What do you have in mind?"
Her smile widened as he looked at her wearily. "Make me a vampire, please," she said with her signature cute little kid look, "I know you are one. Pwease?"
The vampire stood up stiffly and looked at her seriously. He had probably given up arguing with her about his vampiricy. Immortality had a couple downsides to it though – there would always be one vampire-obsessed human who would find out and start the argument all over again. "No. I'll get you out another way," he promised, receiving a hard to ignore pout in response as she tugged gently on the fabric of the bottom of his jeans to get him to give in, "But your humanity –"
She cut him off with a slight laugh. "Oh, I don't care," she stated simply, shrugging it off, "You can bite me right now and I promise I will be the happiest girl in existence."
Edward stared at her incredulously. Shaking his head at her, he quickly glanced over at the rapidly melting candle still struggling against the shadows to remain lit. "Okay, if I were to turn you right now, what would you do as a vampire?" he asked her, trying to buy him some time to develop an alternate plan.
Cae stood up and gave a strange look suggesting he should have known better than to ask that question. "That's simple. I'd bust us out of here," she said simply as he looked back over at her thoughtfully, "Trust me… The doors in this place won't be able to hold back a newborn and if for some reason they can, I know for a fact that I'll develop a special ability."
Edward shook his head in protest. "No. I don't think you get the seriousness of the situation," he argued with her, "And how would you know if you'll get an ability or not? Even if you did, what could you possibly develop that could help us?"
She sighed, leaning back against the cool wall. "Really, Edward… For one, I won't die from lack of oxygen," she pointed out the obvious in case he'd missed it, "And I know I'll develop the ability to control things with my mind because I've always been able to do things other people my age can't. It's because I… look at things differently than others. That's how I draw in the air and see the pictures. There's other stuff, but that would take up too much time. So, I could just blow out the door either way."
Edward thought about the possibilities. "But that's what the Volturi wanted. The reason we're both in here is because they know about that somehow and they'll take you away to become part of their guard," he realized quickly, "I can't let you become one of us."
She groaned as she crossed the room to stand next to the slowly dying candle, pointing down at it. "When that thing goes out you, can either let me die or you can change me," she instructed him before crossing her arms, "Those are your options, but just remember you're going to be forced to drink my blood either way."
Edward watched as the wax melted seemingly faster until it was a stub on the verge of giving in and being smothered by the darkness. He knew he had to act fast or the girl was done for, but he couldn't doom her for the rest of eternity. Of course, he had the ability to turn her without killing her. He looked back at her nervously – the decision on the girl's life was in his hands and he wasn't sure whether to trust her or his sense. Quickly stepping forward until he was in front of her, he sucked in a breath and looked into her pleading eyes.
"I'll take care of you," he promised in a whisper and leaned over to bite her neck.
At that moment, the candle gave way to the dark, suffocating the flame on the burnt wick as a new fire burned much deeper in the night.
~Caeward~Caeward~Caeward~Caeward~Caeward~Caeward~Caeward~Caeward~Caeward~Caeward~
Three days later…
Slowly becoming more aware of her surroundings, she only vaguely started to remember the pain she'd been put through. She attempted to clench her fists and the feeling came back to her, slowly breaking through the dull roar of numbness throbbing in her now venom-filled veins. She remembered she was now a vampire – the best thing about going to Forks High and meeting the Cullens. Rolling over in her daze, her dream was momentarily interrupted by the strange feeling of the hard cement-like floor.
"Cae," his soft velvet voice spoke clearly through the silence and the girl moaned as she started coming back to her senses, "Can you hear me?"
She slowly opened her eyes and took in her surroundings. The room was the same as it had been three days ago except for the last stub of the candle had been tossed aside after it went out and she could see through the masked darkness. There he was crouching next to her probably in the same position since she'd fallen over when he bit her. He most likely hadn't left her side, but only the lightest amount of relief had shown through his permanently worried expression when she sat up.
"What's wrong?" she asked him, feeling like there was something missing that he forgot to tell her.
Edward's weary expression made him seem years older. "Didn't it hurt?" he asked worriedly and she nodded slowly, "You were laughing… and aren't you thirsty?"
She stared at him funny as she realized there was a dull burning in the back of her throat, but besides that, she was feeling much more aware of her surroundings. "What do you mean, I was laughing?" she questioned curiously. As far as she understood, there was nothing funny about the process of changing.
"You wouldn't stop the entire time. It was more nerve-wracking than the tortured screams of others I've witnessed," Edward explained to her, trying to ignore the flashback as the girl laughed quietly to herself – a low childlike almost maniacal sound, "Are you sure you are okay?"
She shrugged and stood up. He sighed and stood next to her in concern.
"We need to get out of here," she reminded him and walked over to the door, "Okay, give me a minute to figure this out." She stood there until a thought came to her and she began to draw in the air again, mapping out the way she remembered coming in.
"Cae," his voice was suddenly in her ear as he rested his hand on her shoulder. The map in the air slowly started coming into view.
"Oh… Well, that's helpful," she said with a slightly excited smile, "Let me try something else."
Knowing Alice would have already seen her map of the way in, she figured she probably had some sort of mind ability herself, so maybe she would try sending a message to someone. Grinning, she had an idea, concentrated, and repeated the lyrics to 'Follow the Yellow Brick Road' over and over and…
"What the heck are you doing?" Edward complained suddenly, making her giggle again, "Is that another one of your abilities?"
She nodded as he sighed and removed his hand from her shoulder, taking a few steps back as he remembered her predictions from three days ago. Concentrating, she sent a message to the one person she knew would know how to help them.
'Emmett,' she thought, 'TalktoAliceaboutthemapandstoptheVolturiwhileweescape.'
She sighed, knowing he would have fun with that task. She noticed Edward had backed away and realized they still needed to get the door open, so she looked at it quickly and willed it to detach itself from the hinges. Just as her fingers twitched, the door broke free from its hinges and soared across the room, crashing into the other wall. She turned to grin at Edward, who shook his head and ushered her out of the room, wondering what she could possibly be up to now.
Before he had time to ask her what the plan was, two of the Volturi guard approached them. Just as he prepared himself to protect the girl, the other two suddenly stopped as their faces went blank and they walked into another room. Cae chuckled a bit as she locked them in and motioned for Edward to follow her down the hallway. He sighed, realizing that was yet another of her many new abilities. When they finally found the exit, they stopped when someone kicked down the door. Cae raised her hands in the air innocently to show she had nothing to do with the sudden explosion.
Just then, they saw Emmett smirking at them. "Somehow, I knew we'd find you here," he told them triumphantly. He glanced at Edward, then at the girl and nodded.
"We?" Edward asked curiously.
Alice appeared from behind Emmett.
"I told you so," Cae muttered to him proudly as she walked outside for the first time in three days.
Edward followed her as he rolled his eyes. "What happened to the rest of the Volturi?" he questioned curiously.
Emmett's smirk widened as the other Cullens started to appear.
"We took care of them," Alice stated reassuringly before smiling at Cae and saying, "Welcome to the family."
The once human girl smiled, happy she was finally a part of the vampire family she could now call her own.
(A/N) Surprise, Cae! You wanted me to tell you what this mystery fic was about and here it is about you! Luv ya loads. Hugs. Happy birthday and have a very exciting year… uh… that was a little bit too… weird. Ignore that. I expect that you'll at least review for this one, right? Looks expectantly. Pouts… puppy dog eyes… begs… gives paw.
Everyone, review for me and tell me what you thought and if anyone can figure out what the candle stood for, then you'll get a virtual cookie or maybe a plate full. Teehee… Your choice! Thx to everyone who read this and I hope to read all your pretty little – hopefully long and appreciative – reviews! Check out all my other fics I wrote for my besties… in a wide range of categories of course. L8rs!
EDIT:
Aside from finding it worth mentioning that TrippingAngel390623 has changed her penname to ClumsyBird92, I also should let you know that I've edited this story only a wee bit. Yes, my New Year's "spring cleaning" binge has gotten its hands on this story. And I sincerely hope that I don't have to write anymore of it. O_o' I basically fixed formatting and grammatical errors. Nothing big.
Also, for those of you who didn't get it, the candle represents Cae's humanity. Yeah… Cae was right about that when she took a guess at it. XD
This would be the 12th story I posted to my account… if I remember correctly. Yup. I write quite a bit. And Cae wouldn't let me end this! Heheh… =P
Original Post: 2/28/09
Revised: 10/27/11
Reposted: 10/30/11