The feeling of the cold, brisk, winter air brushed against her soft cheeks as she run as fast as she could through the unknown territory that she had been hiding in for the last few hours. Her slim but somewhat muscular figure covered in dark jeans, a maroon v- neck, with a nice navy blue winter coat, and tightly laced sneakers allowed her to not be chilled by the snow beginning to swiftly fall around her chestnut brown locks. Someway she managed to get lost in the attempt of escaping her strange new pair of attackers. She had been chased before but normally it was some selfish coven trying to protect "their" territory, but these vamps were different. The young girl considered just stopping and seeing what they want but every nerve in her fragile body was screaming no. Caught up in her personal thoughts she crashed right into something that felt as though brick wall… nervously looking up towards the figure she was relieved to find it was just a large tree casting a shadow onto the frozen forest ground. Rubbing gingerly at her now bruised head she realized the unknown hunters have gained on her. Full of panic she sprang up off the dirt and had just began to break into a sprint when someone grabbed her by the arm roughly pulling her to a halting stop leaving her to wince feeling his fingers creating bluish purple marks on her fair skin.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?"
Starring up at him with her wonder struck golden eyes she began to struggle fiercely against his hold, even though she knew it was no use. His kind was much stronger than hers, in fact she was partly surprised she had managed to keep the chase up for this long. His bright red eyes creased into slits starring curiously at her as he twisted her into a painfully tight arm hold behind her back.
"Let me go, you no good rotten leach!" the girl screamed exposing her slight British accent. The very tall giant with a big muscular build and a scowl that seems to be permanently plastered on his face, tightened his grip at the word leach, he had always hated that descriptive word. Another vampire came into view this one shorter and not as muscular but still as threatening, and almost an identical wardrobe including a cape, and a long necklace that is in the shape of a v.
"Wow Felix, I believe we have a fighter. I am sure Aro will be pleased," stated the one just observing while the one named Felix knocked the back of her knees forcing her roughly down to the ground, a small squeak escaping the girl's lips. She was trying desperately to collect herself so she could attempt to use her power to escape the two. Her power is very strong but whenever she actually needed it for a situation like this she always found herself in to much of a frenzy to be able to use it right.
Felix put on a devilish grin getting to close to her face for comfort and responds, "Yes, Demetri I have no doubt that Aro will be pleased… In fact I can't wait to deliver to him the girl that he has longed for ever since he heard of her existence." and with that Felix knocked the girl on the top of the head leaving her to the darkness. He then scooped her now limp body into his arms thankful that the screaming and fighting now ceased to exist and carried her all the way back to Volterra...