Pairings are so far unclear, so if you could give me some hints. Especially for Kai. She needs someone ;)

Chapter 1: Build God, Then We'll Talk

Every time I took a bite, their lives would flash before my eyes. I didn't like to dwell, so I would keep away from everyone.

The first night had been the worst, as a vampire. That word could no longer be a "taboo" for me. I had become something I had hated most. Anyways, the night had been the worst, because there was no shoulder to lean on. I had been left alone, probably as part of his sick punishment.

Aro had tried is best at trying to find something to do with Kai, but the most he could think of was past relationships. And he stopped himself from going to find Kai's parents, saying, "One should never stoop so low."

It was almost laughable, except for the dry sobs I would have, trying to get the pain out of my head. But I knew I would have forever to forget it. Soon, Aro would probably grow tired of me, and I would be able to leave. Or he could keep me for all I cared.

The dry sobs were something I realized had happened after my change. I can't cry. Which made me sob more, as a reminder of who I had become.

But, later Aro had come to visit me in the circular room.

"Autumn, I understand you have been through a lot." He said unceremoniously. But I know he didn't know a thing of what I was going through.

I quirked an eyebrow at him, coming out of the crouch I hadn't realized I had been in.

"It is best not to… dwell." He said, his eyes shifting, as if he had something more to say.

"Well then what is it best to do?" I said maliciously, approaching him quickly. That was another thing: the speed.

He gulped, and narrowed his gaze. "I think it's time you realized your potential." He said potential like it turned him on. I twisted me face to avoid his stare.

"My potential of what?" I backed away gaining a sour look on my face. I didn't even try to hide my disgusted expression.

"My dear," He started, brushing my face with the back of his hand softly, "I knew from the beginning, you had something special."

"Don't touch me." I shouted.

"You were chosen, like my guard."

"No, I actually came of my own free will," I said, vaguely remembering being on some trip before Volterra.

"True." He said, and nodded. "But, you showed your colors the moment we touched…" I closed my eyes tight, " And that is what leads me to believe you have a special ability, like myself."

"And if I don't?" I asked hesitantly.

"Well, we have other methods of use for you. I know for a fact that Felix and Demitri are getting bored."

I sneered, and pushed him away. That is what I liked. My strength. I could finally match Aro's own force. "Maybe I do… have a power," I said, thinking of my best interests (which coincidentally did not include Felix, nor Demitri).

"Excellent to hear." Aro grinned slyly.

"Yeah, yeah." I said, turning away from him.

After five minutes, I figured that he had left, so I let go all of my annoyance in an angry yell.

"My, my, aren't we a bit…" I turned to Caius, who was struggling to find a correct word.

"Furious?" I asked.

"Exactly what I was thinking, Sister." He said.

Sister? Just cause I turned does not make me one of his. "Do you always come as a package?" I asked, referring to the fact that there was never one without the other close by. Aro and Caius. Marcus was more of an afterthought.

"I'll choose to ignore that." He said. "I was merely trying to point out that you are better off this way. Less, shall we say, feeble?"

"I agree." I balled my fists.

"Easy." He said trying to settle me, only having the opposite effect. "Yet, in a way, easily as weak as you were a human." His voice was a taunt.

"Shut up. Go bother your wife."

"Mate—not wife." He said correctively.

"What the fuck is the difference?" I asked annoyed.

"You are still in the human mindset, " He said to calm himself, aggravated by my idiocy, "A mate is not some novelty word of the human race." He said. Clearly someone had some issues with humans.

"Whatever."

Caius huffed, and went on his way.

I could never keep my front with him. It would crumble soon.

With my keen hearing, I heard subtle footsteps of Italian leather shoes against the marble. I took a seat on the floor.

"What do you want now?" I said, shoving my face in my hands.

I wouldn't grant him or her the pleasure of seeing my pain.

Whoever they were, were gently, pulling the hair away from my face.

"Weep not." He said softly.

"I couldn't if I tried, Marcus." I said, shaking my head. I leaned into him, hugging with all my might. His chest rumbled with laughter.

"It is not so bad, Autumn. The pain goes away." He said.

Long pause. "And yours?" I asked quietly.

He didn't respond right away, because he sounded like a hypocrite. "It too shall fade." He said thoughtfully.

"Will it?" I asked roguishly. I surprised myself by how suggestive that sounded.

His face turned puzzled, as if wondering if I had really just said that that way. I honestly couldn't believe it either. I could see the cogs turning in his mind, and he got up, walking away.

Way to fuck up your friendship, Autumn.

Someone had failed to tell me how difficult it was without sleep. I'm going to feel half-asleep for the rest of my life. No salvation by closing my eyes and dreaming. No comfort of the warm blankets and warmer skin.

Just the cold and quiet dark. I sat in behind the thrones of the Three Volturi Leaders, leaning against Aro's, in the middle. But even that was uncomfortable. I sat on each of their thrones over the course of three hours. Yes, I was bored enough to count the seconds of every minute of every hour.

I need something. Something to let me… have a grasp on this life.

At that last thought, my special something happened. The one Aro was talking about.

In this room I could see every last judgment and execution made by the Volturi in this room. It flashed by in a matter of seconds, slowing when I caught interest, but winding backwards until I was standing on the earth that was here before the building.

Could it be I was delusional? Or I was seeing into the past? I had done that before. With Aro, Caius, and Marcus. I had seen all of their pasts, as a human.

Perhaps it will be easier to use while I'm a vampire.

Not very useful for me though.

I sat back down, on the middle throne, groaning about my sucky life, mostly to attract attention. Which seemed to be lacking. Though no one came. Whether it be lack of interest, or forced lack of interest (Someone telling people to keep away), because I know for a fact that I would be interested in the new kid.

I'm actually pretty insulted by the lack of curiosity.

I waited until morning, where likely everyone would be. I think they usually go to this room… to gather and do other such vampire things.

The guards were the firsts to arrive. They averted their gazes, and only looked at me from the corner of their eyes. Which irritated me to no end. Some of them at least made an attempt to talk to me before.

"What's up?" I asked Jane, who positioned herself beside me.

She looked at me, and rolled her eyes.

"Oh golly gee, Jane won't talk to me." I said with fake sorrow, wiping a fake tear. But since she didn't react, my comment was all for not.

I was only playing with myself, which was no fun at all. No matter whom I stared at, none of them would respond. Except Renata, who winked at me, but held her composure looking straight ahead.

Moments later, The Volturi and their wives filed in, and took their respective seats, the wives' thrones far behind their husbands'.

"What matters have we to deal with today?"

Demitri spoke up, "There was that couple from Spain who have been creating some havoc in the news."

This must have been the norm. Them going over worldly vampire problems. It was sad to think these beings ruled that vampire race. Surely there were far more humane groups.

They went over matters about how they should watch them for a bit, then interfere, and moved onto several similar topics, such as a rising problem in Seattle, one in Brazil, and a rogue newborn in Korea.

It wasn't that interesting, because it wasn't relevant to me personally.

Eventually, they finished. I couldn't stay still, but their serenity as leaders held me still, as much as I hated to admit it. But they have completely different personalities from now and when I talk to them. They're fake.

The room cleared out again. Save for Marcus. He approached me.

"I understand your," he cleared hi throat, "urges, as a young woman, but it would be best if you kept them to yourself."

"I'm sorry?" I asked appalled. This is so embarrassing. Especially since it was ultimately my fault for sounding so suggestive.

If he were human, his cheeks would have turned red, so instead I had to guess he was embarrassed.

"Maybe it was just—sorry for—" he cut himself off, and without delay, left the room.

I don't know it must be better this way. It saves us both the humiliation.

Wow, first chapter of the second part. Please review, and ask if you want to see Kai's part. Because I think I just might continue with Autumn's POV for next chapter.

Sincerely,

Sage94