[A/N: Holy crap I'm writing about sparkly vampires! What the freak? I honestly never thought this would happen... But oh wells! I love Alec Volturi enough to try! :D Enjoy!]

::Chapter 01: Stupid Me::

"...I shot for the sky, I'm stuck on the ground. So why do I try? I know I'm gonna fall down." I walked out of the grocery store, my arm full of a week's worth of food. I knew I should have bought the groceries earlier in the day but I was so caught up with school work that I didn't have much time. I checked the time, eleven twenty-four. It was defiantly late.

The night was as dark as ebony, but the stars lit it up, like candles in a dark room. Tonight I was grateful for the full moon as it smiled upon me, illuminating my way. Oh woe is me, I thought to myself, pulling my jacket tighter as a gust of wind hit me. I put down the groceries and put on my iPod, selecting an album from Linkin Park. Did I mention I love music? All of a sudden, I heard a loud, clattering noise behind me that nearly made me jump out of my skin.

I slowly turned, every fiber being of me screaming "run!" but I was frozen in place. I started to relax as I saw nothing but a street of buildings. Everyone was already asleep by now. It was probably a raccoon or something. I scolded myself for being so paranoid. I started to walk again, picking up my pace as I went along.

Suddenly, a figure dashed in front of me as I fell to the concrete ground. My head started to throb painfully as black spots danced in my vision. My iPod was yanked from my ears, and the grocery bags were next to me. "Ohh..." I groaned, trying to get up. What the freak just happened?

"Uh, uh, uh," said a teasing tone. I was pushed to the ground again as my head throbbed even more. Frightened, I looked up to see three handsome but scary looking men in front of me. What scared me the most was their eyes; they were a dark red, with black pupils. I wanted to hyperventilate, but I couldn't do anything.

The one in the front started to kneel next to me. "Don't worry," he said, smirking, "we don't bite... hard." Alarm bells went off in my head. He started to lean down towards my neck.

"Do it fast," I whispered, closing my eyes. There were no tears at all, only a strange sense of calmness. He seemed to hesitate for a second, but continued. I waited and waited, but nothing seemed to happen. Confused, I opened my eyes to see them all gone. More spots appeared in my vision but I ignored it. "Who...?" In a blur, someone else appeared in front of me. How...?

He started to help me up. "Are you okay?" he asked, gripping my arm. I felt woozy and lightheaded, and my head was nearly pounding, but other than that (and that fact that I'll be scarred for life), I'm fine... I think.

"I—I think so," I stammered, swaying against him. Whoever he was, he was very handsome, I noticed. In the dark, I could see that he had dark brown hair that flopped carelessly in front of his eyes. He had high cheekbones which went well with his whole face, and full lips. Around his shoulders was a black hooded cape, which was weird if you ask me. But his eyes... they were the same as the other men: bloody red and ebony pupils.

"What's your name?" he asked in a mesmerizing, velvety voice. I took a step back, nearly stumbling, but feeling as frightened as ever. "I'm not like them," he said, nearly sounding sad.

"Violet Kenzie," I said, regaining my footing.

"Listen to me," he said, taking a step towards me. He pulled me closer so that our faces were only three inches apart. He chuckled as I blushed at our proximity. His face grew serious again. "Listen to me," he said again. I stared at him. "Are you even listening?" I gave a weak nod. "Good, because when I say run, I need you to run as fast as you can home, okay? No stopping for anything, and if you drop something, leave it."

"Why?" I asked in a small voice. He face grew painful.

"There are bad people in this world, Violet," he said in a dark tone. "And I'm one of them." I could have sworn his eyes grew darker, and more... painful? It made me feel bad. I wanted to go over there and comfort him but... "Now go!" he nearly shouted, pushing me with a head start. I gave him a quick nod and ran with the grocery in my arms.

"Wait!" I cried, stopping. I turned around and faced him again. "What's your name?" He gave me a weary smile.

"Alec. Alec Volturi." Feeling a small sense of satisfaction, I turned and ran.