A/N; This story is more of an experiment with the kind of reception it gets. The more reviews I get on it will tell me whether I should continue it or not. It's quite obviously an OCxDemetri fic, no holds barred. This story will get dark and gory, be prepped for that! Takes place alongside New Moon before it variates. Will NOT contain very much BellaxEdward, will likely end with BellaxFelix or BellaxAlec, haven't really decided that. Until then... chapter 1!

Word Count: 2,067

A knock sounded on the one door in all of Italy that no one would ever even dare to come up to. It echoed through the corridors, drawing the curiosity of every single inhabitant that peeked their heads out in confusion at the quick rap that was gone just as quickly as it had come, leaving behind nothing but silence in it's wake.

Well, silence and the faint flutter of a beating heart.

This is what drew the four most intimidating of the inhabitants to stalk down the halls, causing others to yelp and jump back to make room as they'd been slowly making their own ways towards the doors. None perceived any amount of danger, though that was left up for debate as it was quickly decided that this could, perhaps, be some idiotic trap laid out by the enemies of those who lived within the vast walls of the castle.

A blond male snarled as he warned his companions back, his eyes narrowing as he took a moment to get a sense of his surroundings before he stiffened slightly. It wasn't extremely noticeable, but it was there in the clenching of his jaw and the crease that formed between his brows as he ripped open the doors to reveal a sight that stunned even the most stable of vampires.

The source of the heartbeat that put them all on edge lay there on the steps leading to the large wooden doors, curled into a ball as hair that shone faintly blue in the flickering glow from the wall sconces just within the castle's doors fell over her face, shrouding it from view. Her skin was already unnaturally pale, just a few shades off from that of the four vampires who stared down at the woman with confusion on their features for a swift moment.

The blond stooped down in the next moment, gently lifting the discarded woman into his arms as he turned on his heel and barked orders as he stalked down the halls. "I want a meal provided in my room in…" He took a moment to listen, snarling loudly enough that each inhabitant was quickly silenced as he counted heartbeats in his mind and judged it against the watch on his wrist. "Three hours! The first one to walk past my door that is not an Elite or a Master will be dismembered for an undetermined amount of time, am I clear?"

He didn't wait for any signs of agreement as he continued stalking towards the end of the long corridor and rounded a corner, coming to a stop as he held his precious cargo in one hand and keyed in a code into the pin-pad on the door with his other hand. As the small light flashed green, he shoved the barrier aside and continued on his path, not bothering to close the door as he knew that those behind him would handle the minor details as he stopped at the room at the very end of the hall and walked through the door as soon as it swung open. Placing his bundle onto the bed, the blond male brushed her hair from her face, his burgundy eyes widening slightly as he quickly moved away from the edge of the bed and sat down roughly in a chair, leaning forward to brace his elbows on his knees and bringing his laced fingers up to his face as he stared at the woman in his bed.

She was so tiny that the king-sized bed seemed to dwarf her small frame, enveloping her into the confines of silk and feathers as sweat beaded on her paling forehead, her brows drawn together in a show of pain and her lips forming a small 'o' in discomfort. A smattering of freckles dusted her cheeks, but were slowly ebbing away with each passing moment, leaving her skin pristine and likened to that of the marble that made up the cellular structure of a vampire's skin. Her nose was small, elegantly defined with no small flaw evident upon her features. Her cheeks were slightly gaunt, though her face was nearly identical to what any would term as perfection- even screwed up in agony as it currently was.

Her body was still curled in on itself into a small ball of gentle curves and soft features. Hips that shown that the woman had never born children from her body, breasts that were barely a handful to even herself, frail shoulders that itched to be caressed by the hands of a protective man. She was, in a word, perfection with her dark beauty mixed with pale innocence…

And it pissed the blond male off as he stared at her laid out upon his bed.

It wasn't that he was angry with the woman, hardly so, seeing as he'd been the one to place her there himself. No, he wasn't angry with her, he was angry with whomever had waited until nearly the final moments of her change to toss her onto the doorstep of the most feared and revered coven on the entire planet. To take such beautiful innocence and taint it in such a way as damning her to an eternal existence as nothing more than a blood-sucking sociopath.

It didn't sit right with him and he wanted answers.

"What," He snarled at the persistent knock on his door, looking back at the changing woman as her heart began to speed up slightly. Not long now…

"Calm down, Demetri," The larger male replied, leaning against the post of the large bed with his arms crossed and a smirk on his lips. His own dark hair was ruffled, as if he'd been asleep when the knock had come to the castle's door before- a laughable idea considering who the man was, not discounting the what of the man's species. "Heidi brought back four for the little vixen."

At a low warning growl from Demetri, the man put up his hands in surrender and narrowed his eyes at the blond who he considered his closest friend. Demetri let out a soft huff of annoyance and looked back at the woman in his bed before dragging his hands over his face and through his spiky hair. "It's so fucked," He growled out in frustration. "It wasn't supposed to happen like this."

"But, you knew it was going to happen, Dem," The brunet added, shrugging slightly at the deadpan expression he received. "The when and the how are irrelevant."

Demetri huffed once more, "I wanted her to have a life, Felix. That life is over now. I don't even know who the fuck her goddamn sire is. This could have fucked her up all kinds of ways to Sunday."

"Good thing it's Monday."

"You're not fucking helping."

"Look," Felix began as he held up his index finger. "One, she's meant to be here. Two, she's meant to be a vampire. Three, whether or not you're ready, this is happening. Four, she's likely going to be perfectly fine. Five, she's your fucking mate." When he balled his raised hand into a fist after ticking off each listing off on his fingers, Felix leveled his friend with a glare. "Get your head out of your ass and fucking be there for her. If you're not, someone else will be and you know how that's gonna go."

"I'm gonna fucking kill someone," Demetri snarled, baring his teeth at the thought.

Felix nodded, "Sure. But, if you don't prove yourself to her before then, you're going to hurt her by doing that. It's physically impossible for you to do that, so… buck up, buttercup." He walked over and clapped the blond on the shoulder, smirking at the glare he received. "I'll be right outside. Let me know when you need anything."

"If," The smaller, but no less large, male corrected in irritation as Felix made his way to the door.

"When," The brunet countered with a chuckle at his friend's expression.

Left alone once more, Demetri stared at the woman on his bed again, his red eyes darkening slightly as the beast within him purred at the sight she made. It felt… good to have her in his bed, but… he wasn't ready. She wasn't ready for something like this. He hadn't even had the chance to speak to her, to inch her into this life. Ever since that goddamn call from-

That son of a bitch!

Demetri whipped out his phone, sitting a moment longer to check her heart rate once more before he pressed through the call and put the device to his ear, his expression darkening with each ring he heard. He was going to kill the little fucker, he was going to rip out his testicles through his fucking eyeholes the next time he heard that stupid fucking acc-

"Howdy."

"I am going to fucking murder you," The blond assured darkly, his face set in hard lines of barely-withheld anger.

"Wish I could say that little job was me," The voice on the other end said with the heavy accent that grated Demetri's fried nerves. "But, the fact o' the matta is, it wasn'."

"Who." It wasn't a question, it was exactly as it sounded, pure, unfiltered demand.

"Hard ta say," The other man said. "Voices ain't tellin' me shit. All I knows is that you got yerself one helluva conundrum and I ain't talkin' 'bout tryin' ta find that little lady's sire. Someone did her dirty, someone wanted her dead. I don't know what she got herself inta, but that little dolly is in trouble with a capital 'T', fella."

Demetri growled at the nickname but brushed it off to get what information he could manage to gather before he was forced to disconnect. "Any idea who it might be? Any guesses?" He knew he was playing with fire, but his instincts were telling him that the man on the other end of the line knew more than he was letting on and it pissed him off when information was kept from him- especially if it concerned the woman currently beginning to whimper in pain in his bed.

"Now, shit," Came the response. "All I know is that this was done ta get ta you, man. I don't know the who's nor the why's, but I know that the little sugar is goin' ta be in fer one helluva beginnin' ta this life. Char and I will be on hand iffin you need our help. Might even be able ta call in the Major if it gets too bad."

"I'll keep that in mind," Demetri said before snapping the phone shut and placing it on the nightstand before he stood up and walked over to the edge of the bed to peer down at the woman.

Her freckles were almost completely gone at this point, her skin flawlessly smooth and no traces of a bite anywhere on her skin. It was strange to see no evidence of what had forced her change, but it only added to the air of innocence that surrounded the female as she whimpered again and curled more surely around herself, clutching at the heart that was beating a mile a minute. The sweat had long-since dried away, leaving her skin desert dry when Demetri placed a hand on her forehead, making the woman subconsciously nuzzle her face into the cool palm that helped to soothe the fire raging within her.

"We're going to find out who did this," The blond promised solemnly. "We're going to find the one who stole your life from you, and we're going to fucking kill them. I swear it, i psychí mou, I swear it."

He sighed heavily as her heart began to slow, the sloshing movements becoming labored as the muscle struggled to beat any further, as if it were finally giving up in it's race to keep her alive. With one final 'thump', it stilled, silence reigning supreme as the male backed away from the bed and braced himself for whatever shitstorm was about to happen.