Chapter 1: Pain
I opened my eyes. Where am I? I thought. My vampire vision examined my surroundings. It was dark. It must have been either late at night or early morning. I was lost. As I moved my chalky, white hand over the ground, pain shot all through my body. I suddenly knew that I was not outside but in a room. The floor that I touched was cold and hard like marble. Yet, this discovery meant nothing to me because I still knew nothing about where I was and most of all I felt terrible. Pain kept shooting through me, I wanted to scream but I was paralyzed. I then searched my mind, trying to remember where I was. It was hard to concentrate, willing my mind to ignore the pain. I felt hopeless, until suddenly a memory appeared.
I saw people, beautiful people who were standing there, across from me. All were vampires except one. There stood one fragile looking human girl who was nestled into the chest of the vampire with flaming red hair. The reason for this was incomprehensible to me. The very thought of this human made me mad. I would never truly understand why these strange vampires had kept her around. One of the vampires- the red head- I smiled as I remembered- could read minds. He was the one vampire who knew the truth. The truth was that the Volturi were well aware of the newborn clan from the very beginning, when they were first created. Although these newborns threatened the discovery of their own kind, the Volturi chose to wait to eliminate the newborns in hope that they would eliminate the Cullens first. As the pleasant memory of the mind reader faded, so did my smile. My thoughts continued with more memories, but this time much darker.
There stood a short evil vampire right in front of me. Her look was menacing, even her smile sent ice through my body. Yet, her smile was nothing compared to her gift. This gift of hers was nothing to take lightly. She had the ability to cause severe pain by looking at you. This vampire I speak of is Jane.
After Jane finished up talking to the Cullens and felt satisfied with the amount of screaming she had caused me by using her gift, she walked over to me. Jane called over another one of her vampire friends, (Felix as I recalled) to kill me. Felix grabbed my arm and began to pull. I flinched as I recalled the throbbing pain that he had caused me when he ripped my arm off. Instinctively, I wanted to hold my shoulder as if to lessen the pain, but because I was too weak at the moment, I didn't move. I just sat there watching this scarring memory. The memory basically continued with more pulling and tearing. I was then puzzled because it never truly ended. Felix pulled off one arm and one leg, but that was it. It all didn't make sense because if I was dead (and I was sure that I was) I should have remembered every limb being pulled off and even some being tossed into gigantic red flames. Come to think of it, I don't even remember Jane starting any type of fire. Only purple smoke remained from the previous newborns that the Cullens had finished off earlier that day. It was almost as if I had disappeared.
Though, before I could make sense of it all, the memory completely dissolved. The dull pain of the memory was then replaced by a sharper pain and then I knew my mind was back in the present. It was there that I suddenly realized where I was. Hell I thought. I must be dead.That Felix from the Volturi had killed me (or at least I still thought) and now for living a life of hate and pain, I was sentenced to hell. All vampires go to hell.
However, the certainty of this idea fled my mind. Just then blinding lights flickered on. Standing only a few feet away was Jane and her look was more menacing than ever.