Chapter 1

Wall to wall covered in paintings. All beautiful yet very expensive. The room was filled with shelves full of every type of book you could think off. Science, art, old classics, you name it, it was there. I've always had a soft spot for reading, that's probably the only thing that's kept me from dying of boredom. There's not much else to do when you're a vampire.

After living a 493 years you start getting bored because you've tried everything there is in the world but one of the things that I will never get tired of is swimming. The rush I get when I dive into a whole new world, a world with more the three colours on one object, a world busy yet calm and quite, a world with beautiful flowers that never need to be watered. A world where everything is old, yet every time I look in a different direction I find something new.

I signed and looked at the corner that was once empty is now filled with my suite cases and bag. I knew moving from my safety zone, from my parents and family was going to be hard but I have to move away from these castle wall- these wall reminded me of who I am, who I am trying to run away from I am hiding from however, 'you can run but you can't hide' especially if your running from yourself.

As I stared at the Walls I looked at the big painting of me and my parents, I always look plain compared to them. My father Aro Volturi; pale white as paper, coal black hair to his Shoulders wearing one of his black suit with the blood red tie that my mum got him- he also said he loved at colour because it matched his bloody eyes and also because it's good to wear the colour of your favourite food sometimes ( more like only food ) and then there was my mum, Athenadora Volturi ;her long brown hair with bits of red copper highlights that stand out in the sun light, her bewitching violet eyes, she too was as pale as my father after sitting on the throne for more than a million years, after all, her mother and father were the vampire queen and king but still she is one of the most exquisite, stunning women I have ever seen.

I always felt like nothing compared to her beauty even if she was a vampire and mermaid like me. Still my father told me I will always be his little angel. The angel of death - the one I'm running from... I, Isabella Marie Volturi am running from the angel- myself.
Just as I was about to get up, there was a knock on the door. I opened the door and Alex walked in. Alex was handsome and beautiful to every human and vampire eyes, he had a dark and deadly look with his raven black hair, his red ruby eyes and his pale white skin. He had the power to kill all your senses at once making him the biggest fear in your mind but to me, he is my brother, I loved him like a brother. In my eyes he was the sweetest and the most protective person in my life.
"You don't have to do this you know. I can come with you if you like." I knew that Alex would say something like this. In the whole family he was the only one who understood me.
"No you have to stay here, tell me what's going on and tell me if they come to find me"
I knew for a fact that father would look for me, try to reason with me. But not this time, this time I am going forever.
"Well everything is ready; I will take you to the airport if you're ready now."