Nova Childers sat quietly in her cell, she hadn't heard them for the last two days. She nearly cried with relief. She hadn't wanted to come to Italy, she hadn't wanted to become a slave of her blood enemy. Yet she was here, locked up in a cell, deep in the catacombs beneath the city of Volterra. The moon would be waxing to full and she knew her break from the torture would not last much longer.
They never called her by her name, they only called her Moon Child. Sometimes they were fairly kind to her, like when they wished for her to amuse them with her transformation or eating of the heart of some poor human that had unwittingly become their sustenance, but usually she was their entertainment. They would torment her with torches, she hated fire, it burned, even though her wounds heeled quickly. They sometimes poked her flesh with silver tipped rods, watching as her skin would smolder. Yet their favorite sport were the whippings at the hand of Demetri. He so enjoyed using his silver tipped razor whip on her. He used that particular whip because the silver did not allow her body to heal completely, hence leaving scars across the pale skin of her back.
She wished for a rescuer, but knew deep down that would never happen.
She would be at the mercy of Aro and the rest of his Volturi for eternity.
As the time passed she suddenly heard movement from the many floors above, she cringed. They were coming for her, they were coming to get her and she had no way to stop them. Slowly they descended into the depths of the prison, slowly and a hint of noise. Nova knew it was for her benefit, to put as much fear in her as possible. Then the door to her small cell opened, Jane, Felix and Demetri stepped in.
"Rise mongrel." Felix stated and then grabbed the chain that hung from Nova's neck.
As they ascended into the great hall, Nova silently wept, she wept for the loved ones she had lost, for the friends she would never have and for the pain of the past, present and future. In the Great Hall the three ancient vampires sat smugly watching her approach.
Again as the usual Jane and Alec took turns trying to hurt her with their minds, yet this never worked, she would never let her mental guard down.
Jane always got angry and huffed then went to sit next to the ancients with her brother Alec. Felix stood to the right and waited for the entertainment to begin. Demetri would tie Nova to two rings that were in the floor then Aro would push a button and the rings which were attached to two poles that were encased in the floor would rise until Nova was suspended from them and her toes just touched the floor. Then Demetri would taunt her and jab her. Then the moon would begin its climb, higher and higher until it shown through the large hole in the roof of the Great Hall. Then Nova would become a huge snarling beast. A child of the moon. Then Demetri would begin the beatings, they would last all night the last lash of the razor whip would strike when Nova was nearly back to her human form, lashing deeper then when she was a werewolf. Then they would have her taken back to the catacombs, yet this night was different, this night she was covered in a hooded cape and led into the empty square above and moved to a small cargo van, then taken to the airport and locked in a crate. She fell into a pain ridden sleep. When she awoke she was on an airplane, bound for who knew where. She slept again, then the crate was moved with a fork lift onto a truck and taken away from the noisy airport. The truck seemed to take nearly as long as the airplane had then the crate was removed and sat on the steps of a glass house. Some one knocked on the door of this house.
Some one answered the door, and spoke. "What do you want here?" A man's voice stated, low but angry.
"Aro has sent you a gift, enjoy! It is quite entertaining." Jane stated. Then the small she devil seemed to disappear taking her guards Demetri and Felix with her.