Hello all and welcome to my story… this is a story that's been in my head for quite awhile and I would like to share it with you guys and please review when finished.
Leah POV
I woke up on a stone cold ground feeling disorientated and very dirty. I looked up and saw old ebony bars acting as a gate and a few men surrounding my cell. They were dressed casually in black and blood red shirts and slacks or in all black entirely. I recognized the sickly sweet stench of vampire in most of them and some where the scent of a human.
My surroundings were strange. My cell consisted of a huge, but fluffy pallet of sheets made out of expensive silk and cottons rested on top of a huge bed full of silky rose petals. Over by the side of the cell was a fancy full length mirror. Out of curiosity I crawled to it and peered at my reflection.
Someone had stripped me out of the clothes I was wearing and put me into this short black dress that though it allowed me to move freely it looked as if it was painted on/ underneath my breast was a thick pink satin ribbon, tied into a bow in the back. I gasped as I took a step back. This was completely and totally unbelievable mind fuck.
A guard sharply turned his eyes at me and gave another man a nod. The man walked in an inhuman speed down to the huge door and walked out to an even larger hallway that stretched out like a merciful angel's arm. Something inside of me told me I was in terrible danger and I desperately wanted to take that angel's arm and catapult my ass out of this crazy life sized kennel that I seemed to be trapped in.
I willed my body to phase; I shook and shivered, but nothing was happening. My last memory was phasing back and before I could even slip my shorts on, I was knocked unconscious; which had to be a hard hit or I had to be drugged many times for me not to be awake for so long.
I kept trying to phase and I guess a guard, an older bloodsucking male had noticed my strange vibration and concentrated face.
"Be still child, everything you do or try will always going to be watched," He warned with an authoritative voice without looking at me directly.
"Why are you helping me?" My wolf defenses were going crazy and something told me he was telling the truth. I could always tell when I wasn't alone and this one was obvious, though none of them even glanced my way I felt like every move I made was slowly being documented in their heads.
"He's not; he and the rest of us don't want to be the ones who have to put down a dog. Anyway you're priceless property and if you disappear we do too." The other man that was next to the first vampire spoke for his comrade.
If I could phase I could break out of this human kennel, or at least contact my pack. I hit my head against the walls looking at my Oppressors: the wretched steel bars that tested my patience and strength teased me silently.
Wait a second, steel? I got up and grabbed two of the bars with both hands, calling all of my freaky strength to spill into the veins of the blood of my arms, I bent them back. The guards watched me motionless I ripped apart my cell with ease and pleasure.
After a good minute no bar was left untouched or abused. I smiled to myself, but I stopped my foolish self satisfaction, I couldn't just walk out like it was an open door.
I waited for a guard to stop me, I might not be as strong as I am in wolf form, but I still had supernatural powers to my advantage. I was more than willing to embrace what I thought was a curse because once again it would probably help me stay alive in this foreign place of mystery. I glared at the back of all of their heads and I didn't get a single twitch from any of them, which pissed me off even more they didn't even recognize my efforts.
"Tsk, Tsk, I thought I'll never use the term 'dumb bitch' in my old age on such a beauty," Guard One said lowly. The two guards that stood by his side turned around at the same time in Military formation and came through the shrouded steel bars. My stance was protective and I knew just exactly what I wanted to do to each one of them, they captured the wrong bitch and on top of that I hadn't torn a little vampire ass in a hot minute and they were just itching for a good old school ass kicking.
The largest one lunged for my throat like the savage he was and I braced myself for the impact because I knew he wouldn't like what he smelled, but a strained feminine voice rang out to stop the trio of men who looked at me with savage bloody orbs of hatred and lust for my bloodshed. "Stop!" I heard the voice plead loudly.
Through the slowly swing doors jogged a long haired blonde. Her fair hair bounced and swayed behind her head, her petite but tall frame strained towards my direction, desperately trying to reach me on time.
"Just what are you doing?" She yelled in mean, strong, and original French accent.
"The prisoner viscously tried to escape, so-"
"Think for one second Monsieur Joel, where would she go? The doors lead straight to her master for a reason. For his delight and alarm, I'm sure you were listening when he told us about it. You Monsieur are assigned to keep the lady company and to make sure she does not change; not attack her." She thrashed his cold skin with the hanger of the dress he had in her hand. Of course the hanger did no damage to him but the way she welded it showed that she meant business. Strangely enough the vampires and humans were afraid of this tall French blonde who was prettier than a flower and who had a voice of a French songbird.
"Yes I know but Madame-"
"Never mind this, take your vicious animals for a walk and go. It is time for her to be dressed," she ordered. The man bowed to her and sneered at me, which I oh so happily returned.
"Vicious animals? And she is the one putting saucy bitch in a skirt," the man muttered under his breath.
"Oh, you wouldn't say that to the Queen of the Savages and Rejects herself would you now, mate?" An Australian accent laughed.
"Of course he wouldn't, if she looked at him once the poor bloke would shit his knickers," and English accent joined in with his Aussie buddy.
The male voices faded out and it was just me and the French woman who thought she could seriously get away with trying to pass me off as a life sized dress up doll.
"Where am I Frenchie?" I demanded. She said nothing as she held the red dress against my body; I quickly pushed her away from me. She seemed to expect my resistance and sighed sadly.
"You are at the Volturi Kingdom." She answered. I gasped and I felt that familiar shiver go down my spine, she grabbed my arm to stop me. "It is no use Madame Leah; your powers are useless here. This ground is to accommodate vampires, only people who are outside of vampires and humans is how you say? Shit out of luck," She said with a weak smile. I had to admit that it was funny to hear a French woman say that.
"But why?" Frenchie had turned me towards the mirror and began to untie my silk ribbon.
"Aro saw you, he wanted you. If you value your life Madame Leah, you will cooperate. Not just for your life but everything you love also is at stake here too."
"My pack will come for me," I said courageously. Maybe not Sam's pack, but I think I could definitely count on my renegade pack, well except Quil. Quil had to be with Claire all the time, and I witnessed myself taking care of a toddle is not an easy task. I just had to think how the hell they would get from the United States to Italy on time. "Just how did I get here?"
"I don't know Madame, probably on one of the private jets. Aro will go at great lengths to acquire something he wants," She zippered up my dress and began to tie my silk bow around me again. I grunted when she tied the bow a little too tight. "Sorry, it will always be just one of the pains of being beautiful. Now come now," She led me through the threshold of broken bars.
The doors indeed opened up to another room. We walked quietly into the room where three chairs looked down upon me. Three very old bloodsucking farts waited for my arrival. Caius on the left and Marcus on the right, and in the middle was the self loved jackass himself Aro. Caius sneered at me and Marcus gave me a pitying look and a small nod and went on to looking bored out of his poor ancient mind, Aro stared down at me with lust frozen on his disgusting features. "Thank you Madame Dubois, you may leave us," He told Frenchie or Madame Dubois without even giving her a sideways glance. He walked towards me and as he got closer my stomach tied in knots with disgust of his face, scent, to the dumb black hair he wore.
"Lovely little Leah," He touched the curve of my face to my chin almost dropping to my breast. My skin crawled like roaches at his icy touch; his hands were hard though his caresses seemed to look gentle and careful they were more possessive and greedy.
"Don't touch me," I grabbed his finger violently and heard the familiar sound of his ligaments starting to shred and strain threatening to break through the joke of skin on his hand. He snatched back and drew his hand back as if he was going to slap me, he seemed to have thought better and grabbed my arm firmly instead.
"Why would I not want to touch one of my newest jewel?" He smiled evilly and it rested on his face with content and angel like status which made my blood boil with rage.
"I swear to god I'm going to-"
"Please take my Rose back to her resting place," I felt icy and break like hands grab me and practically drag me back out. I put up a fight and much to my delight the muscle men struggled a great deal to get a hold of me, but sadly they did succeed on getting me towards my broken cell. "Don't worry my little Rose, I shall be visiting you soon," Aro called.
"New little bitches are always fun aren't they," I heard Caius sneer with such scorn.
I looked sadly at the closed doors and prayed for my pack to come from me as I listened to the sick laughter of my 'master's' enjoyment. I called my inner wolf with all my strength to the point tears spilled out of my eyes, the guards looked worried as I shivered and shook. Spouts of grey hair started to poke out of my russet skin and I felt my body stretch to its best form and I could see the disgusting faces and places of terror even clearer than before. I sat in all my glory to hear my Alpha's inner voice to ring inside of my awaiting ears…
TBC
