-Marcus-
When you have lived for millennia after millennia as a monster, truly beautiful aspects of life show themselves rarely. For my years living as the undisputed ruler of the vamphropic race, I have become a pale white, paper skinned abomination. Like the fictional Dracula of children's nightmares. But out of the hundreds of thousands of Vampires that have crossed my path, did one ever love me. She carried an aura of happiness about her, warming the stone cold, unbeating hearts of those around her. I had loved for the first time- and the last- in my long life, seven centuries ago. Her name was Didyme. I had met her when she was but a ravenous new born, her first for blood excited me, the glare in her eyes a seductive crimson. She had beautiful long golden hair that lay delicately on her bossom, full lips that made the most irresistable smile and an angelic figure. She made those around her feel irrevocably happy. Many loved her as I did, but I was the only one she loved back. We had spent many nights togethor, embracing eachother underneath the moonlight of volterra. She was the biological sister of Aro. Aro had given his sister the highest honour of changing her into one of us himself. But in his eyes she had been a disappointment. We thought we had his blessing when he told- asked- Aro that we were going to leave the volturi and live out our immortal lives in peace, away from the many distractions of the many rulerbreakers that attempt to ruin the balance of the vampire society. He gave us his blessing in his usual pleasent manner (when he was at his worst). How could I have been so stupid to believe that he would just let me walk away with such a useful ability such as mine! If my eyes had not been clouded by love I would have seen what was coming, tried to stop it. But before I even put the pieces together It was too late, eight centuries too late. He killed her himself without anyone else knowing, hid it from me for so long, pretending to feel sympathetic. I will have my revenge. I shall leave the volturi and bide my time to destroy it from the inside out.
That night I orderd Demitri into my chamber, And tore him limb from limb, burning the remains. I won't be found that easily.