Sienna, Italy
May 8, 2008

It was a rather chilly night, generally unusual for the time of evening and location. Italy was generally warm around that time of year. And yet, even with the strange weather, the streets were still packed with a billion and one people who could be doing a billion and one things other than meandering at the shops of street vendors and buying a billion and one things that they can't afford and don't need.

But the busy streets were a powerful contrast to the seemingly abandoned Muestopher Industries skyscraper, which not one of the billion and one people ever suspected to be anything but ordinary.

Little did they know that it was really a front for some of the most dangerous criminals and gangsters in Europe.

And yet, even they were completely oblivious to the far greater beings to fear among their own ranks. For as the mobsters went about their daily routines throughout the building, an gangster named Zeus living among them was really a vampire, with connections to forces that were planning to change the balance of power on the planet.

As Zeus made his way up to his office on the top floor of the building through the elevator, he talked on his phone to his mysterious benefactor.

"Yes, yes I understand, Mr. Joham. Yes, I just have a few matters of business to attend to here in Sienna, and then I'll pick up that important package for you in Madagascar. I should be in the Amazon within the week. See you then. And no, don't worry, the Volturi are almost definitely unaware of our plans. I wouldn't expect any trouble from them. Alright? Good night."

He hung up as he arrived at his dark office on the top floor. But, as he moved to turn on the lights, he was caught off guard by a voice that greeted him through the blackness.

"Aro thought you decent enough to give you a bit of authority among our kind, Mr. Zeus. He did not take too pleasantly to finding out that you repaid him by making yourself quite so conspicuous."

Zeus turned around quickly to find a tall, lean vampire dressed in a casual black suit sitting nonchalantly at his desk. It was an individual he had heard of all too well, and knew to fear. Zeus attempted to hide his worry and smirked.

"Ah, the famous Demetri of the Volturi. Some call you the greatest tracker in the world. How ever did you find me? I tried to cover my tracks pretty thoroughly."

"I never lost you." Demetri replied, cocking his head. "Plus trails of bloody corpses and destruction were a bit of a giveaway."

Zeus chuckled. "Collateral damage, you know. But still, I must say, you're here sooner than expected."

"Had enough time to stop for a snack." Demetri grinned.

"Really!" said Zeus in mock surprise.

Demetri winked. "Collateral damage, you know."

"Well you look relatively decent for a wanted man. I assumed the hit I got placed on you would keep you out my hair for a little while."

Demetri shrugged. "I work best under pressure. A few cops and SWAT troopers makes little difference in my efficiency."

Zeus was already well aware of Demetri's exploits with the law from the news, but had presumed him dead in the struggle anyway. He sat down in a chair facing Demetri.

"Tell me tracker, do you ever feel any guilt on your missions?"

Demetri leaned in closer to Zeus. "Well I certainly wouldn't be very good at my job if I did."

As Demetri spoke, Zeus had pressed a few buttons on his cell phone, and tapped the building's security desk into the room. They were surely on their way up the elevator that very moment.

Zeus chuckled. "Well you needn't worry much longer. Your job is about much, much -"

But before Zeus could finish his sentence, a massively thick individual burst from a closet door in the room and flung itself at Zeus, slamming him to the ground and pinning him there.

Demetri got up from the desk and walked over to Zeus, looking down at him and smiling.

"Yes. Considerably."

The giant individual then moved off of Zeus, allowing Demetri to pick him up by the throat and casually snap his neck, letting his lifeless corpse fall to the floor.

Demetri looked over to his ally. "Impeccable timing, Felix!"

Felix grinned. "Thanks. But next time, I get to make the kill!"

"And leave me to save your sorry hide again?" Demetri laughed. "I'll consider it."

But the partners' banter was soon interrupted by a dozen hired guns bursting through the office door and entering the room, guns locked and gloating.

Demetri and Felix put their hands behind their heads, then glanced at each other, smiling.

"This is where the fun begins." Demetri said. "Ladies first, Felix?"

Felix scoffed at Demetri's teasing, but then, with superhuman speed, the two vampires flung themselves at the terrified humans, trying their very hardest to block out their screams as they tore them to pieces.

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About ten minutes later, Demetri and Felix emerged from the office, disheveled and covered in blood, with Demetri closing the door to the ravaged office behind them and placing a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the doorknob, before the two began their decent on the elevator.

"So!" Felix grinned. "I think I killed a few more people than you back there. According to our little bet, doesn't that mean a get a night with Heidi?"

"Best two out of three." Demetri grumbled. "And you would never even last a night with Heidi anyway."

Felix laughed. "We'll see..."

As they reached the ground floor, Demetri and Felix calmly exited the elevator and walked through the lobby toward the door, with nearly everybody in the vicinity jaw-dropped at their unorthodox appearance.

But before they could leave, the secretary at the front desk timidly approached Demetri.

"Um, excuse me sir, but I didn't quite catch your name when you arrived." The secretary said, holding out a clipboard of signatures.

Demetri and Felix stared at the cowardly man for a moment, before Demetri took the clipboard and signed his name down.

"The name's Volturi." He said with a wink and a smile. "Demetri Volturi."