EmberRose: Thanks dad for having me watch Phantom of the Opera which inspired this story! Wuv you daddy!
Disclaimer: XxEmberRosexX doesn't own Twilight.
I just wanted my own freedom. I wanted to be able to be with normal people. I got what I wanted. Not in the way I wanted. I traded my old life for a chance to do something different, different from what my family wanted. I traded my old life for legs. I traded my old life for freedom. I used to be a mermaid. Don't be think 'Yay! A tail, hot mer-guys, and sparkles!' Because it was not like that. Having a tail kind of sucked. It was so hard to move, and if we did go really fast, it makes you really tired. My father was the leader of our clan, so dating cute mer-guys was out, unless I could find a cute prince. Yes. Princess mermaid. My life just keeps getting better, doesn't it? And as for sparkles...actually we do have some sparkles, but that is totally beside the point. I met a guy at Rock Point Cove one day. He was so charming, and sweet. We met in secret on Fridays, with him slowly seducing me.
I let it slip that I wanted to be human one day during our meetings. He smirked at me, making me blush and turn away.
"You want to have legs?" He asked, leaning closer to me. I nodded sadly, and sunk deeper into the water. My light blue tail flipped back and forth, casting lights on the cave walls.
"More than anything." I sighed, eyeing his own legs with longing. "I hate having a tail, and I hate having to be a princess!"
"What if I could give you legs, and get you away from here?" He said, caressing my face.
"How?" I asked, my light blue eyes widening in wonder.
"I'm a warlock." He whispered in my ear. "I can give you everything."
"Everything." I repeated, closing my eyes.
"I just need a lock of your hair." He said, leaning away with a greedy look in his eyes. I hesitantly took one of my golden ringlets in between my fingers, and nodded. The boy handed my a shell dagger, and I sliced through the hair with it. "I'll be back tomorrow evening, and you'll be human."
The next night, I got legs. But he took advantage of me. I couldn't walk, so I allowed him to carry me. He took me to a dark house, and locked me in a room. After I figured out how to walk, I tried to leave, but he would not allow it. He kept telling me that I was his now, and that I could never leave. He had one other girl there named Marina from the California coast. She was tricked by Roman just as I was. Our skin went from a luscious tan, to a sickly pale. Our eyes became dull, and our hair lost its shine. Roman loved to remind us that we were his, and that we were powerless against this. We eventually developed powers in the dark room that we were kept in. I got the ability to heal myself and others, which proved useful when Roman was in one of his 'moods', and Marina's senses and agility became superhuman. She could run for miles before she got tired, and had enhanced hearing, seeing, and could sense when things were near. The five years we were stuck down there, was basically hell on earth. Roman would hurt us, and touch us in awful places. The worst part was we couldn't fight back, or escape. Until that one day when he let his guard down.
"Don't stop running, Syrena!" Marina screamed as we ran down the empty streets. We rushed into an big building, pushing as hard as we could down a nearby hall. A painful rip went through my body as I turned us invisible. Marina basically dragged me past the lady that stood by a box with a hole at the top, and onto a metal plane thing. We flopped down in the very back, and became visible. Almost nobody was on this plane, so we went unnoticed. A minute later, the plane was rolling down the runway. I glanced out the window and saw a dark figure on the runway behind us. The light hit his face, throwing his features into focus. Roman. I breathed a sigh of relief, knowing he wouldn't do anything with the humans on board.
"Excuse me, but are you two feeling well?" On of the flight ladies asked us, glancing at our pale faces and skin nervously.
"No, thank you though." I answered in my feather light voice. She nodded unsurely, before leaving.
"We're out." Marina breathed, hugging herself viciously. "We're free."
"For now." I sighed, curling up in the lumpy seat. "Lets just sleep, and see where we are tomorrow."
"Good..." She started, but cut off with a yawn. "Good idea."
"Night, Mari." I said before turning over in the seat.
"Night, Siri." I heard her say before I let my body sleep. Even though the seats were as hard as rock, it was the best sleep I've had in my life. I woke up to a bright light in my eyes. I squeaked, and pulled the shade down. Where the light escaped on the sides, I slowly put my hand in. My skin gave off a faint glimmer, making me laugh. I slowly pulled up the shade, letting the light flood our seats.
"Having fun, Siri?" Marina asked, stretching out her arms. Then she too, put her hand in the light. Her skin glimmered softly, like mine did. I laughed out loud, earning us a strange look from the flight lady.
"So this is a plane." I pondered, shifting on the seat. "I've only seen pictures in some of the books Roman had."
"Its so weird." Marina agreed. "I wonder where we are."
"Passengers, we will be landing in Volterria in five minutes, please fasten your seat belts." A voice commanded from somewhere. I looked around for the source of the noise, completely amazed.
"What are seatbelts?" I asked Marina.
"Your guess is better than mine." She answered shrugging. We tugged the leather belts over our waist and fastened them to the buckle.
"How do we get out?" I wondered, honestly puzzled when we landed. Marina experimentally pushed down the red button, undoing the buckle.
"Wow." She laughed, undoing mine as well. "We are total noobs at this."
"Totally." I agreed, standing up. We hurried off the plane and out of the 'airport.' We wondered the streets of Volterria, enjoying the sun beating down on us. We got a few weird looks, that we did deserve. We were wearing old sweat pants, and black cammies. Our hair was knotted and dirty, and we looked like we just crawled out of a mud hole. We made it to the town square that had a giant fountain in the center. A group of people were standing by the entrance to a large building, so we went over to see what was going on.
"Um. Your seeing that lady too right?" Marina asked, her mouth popping open.
"Yeah, mon." I answered, my eyes widening. The lady wore a tight black skirt with fishnet leggings, and matching halter top. That was nothing compared to her face. It was like it was a mixture of every beautiful person in the world. Her skin was paler than ours as well, making me raise my eyebrows.
"Hey, enough with the Jamaican accent. Your not from the Jamaican sea." Marina snapped playfully.
"My father went there once, and he talked like that for months. It caught on." I protested, shaking my head to clear it. We fell silent after that. Our past was a painful subject.
"Volete partecipare al tour?" A voice beside us asked.
"Gah!" I yelled, stumbling back.
"Holy crap!" Marina yelped as well. The woman was standing next to us, putting on a dazzling smile.
"American?" She guessed, then she smiled again. "I asked if you would like to go on this tour."
"Marina?" I squeaked, looking at her desperately.
"It will only take a few moments of your time." The lady asked.
"I guess." Marina said, taking my hand and pulling me after the lady when she started back to the group.
"Let us start the tour." She announced, going into the castle. We nervously stayed at the edge of the group, our eyes darting around nervously. She talked about the history of the castle as we went along, looking at the group with a hungry look. A few more people who looked like her joined us, flanking the group.
"Siri, I don't like this." Marina whispered, her eyes flashing dangerously. "My Mari Senses are going wild."
"I don't like any of this." I agreed, looking around. "Should we leave?"
We both looked back at the guys behind us.
"I don't think that's an option anymore." Marina said gravely. I swallowed loudly, and quickened my pace. We ended up in a throne room, with many people like the lady standing there like statues.
"Welcome guests." A man said, spreading out his hands. "I hope you enjoyed your tour. For it is the last pleasant thing you will experience."
Many people looked around confused, and panicked. Then the screams started. The pale people latched onto everyone's necks, spilling blood all over. A scream ripped out of my throat, and I gripped onto Marina as I turned us invisible. We stayed pressed against the wall, watching the gore with horror. I kept my hold on the invisibility as long as possible, but we became visible again right after everyone was dead. All of the vampires' gazes snapped to us, holding curiosity and confusion.
"Child, how are you able to do this?" The man who greeted us asked curiously. I shook my head furiously, trying to wake up from this dream. He came forward at us faster than any mortal could ever do, and grabbed my hand, held it for a few seconds, and then took Marina's hand. Then, of all things, he laughed.
"Amazing. I cannot read their minds! Why is this?" The man pondered, walking away. "They are very gifted."
"We must keep them, then." Another man stated sourly. "They know about us, and it would be a waste to kill them."
"Yes, true." The man said, pacing back and forth. "Alec, Demetri."
"Yes, Master?" Two guys asked at the same time.
"Turn them." He commanded, turning to us. They looked confused, but walked over to us just the same. Seeing their confusion, the man explained. "You two are the most powerful, and they venom in the blood matters. They are already powerful, but imagine if the venom inside was powerful as well. They could be very useful."
"Yes, Master." They said in unison again. They approached us slowly, almost wearily. In one fluid moment, they grabbed our arms and pulled us apart.
"Marina!"
Syrena!"
Something ripped at my throat, making me scream. Something entered my bloodstream, but was forced out. As the blood pooled around my neck, something greenish came out as well.
"They can't be turned." The man observed. "What are you two?"
"No." Marina growled, slipping out of the boy's grasp, and running with super speed over to me. "These are our secrets."
"Very well." The man sighed. "Well, we have been needing some new human toys around here."
"And what makes you thing we will do such a thing." I asked boldly.
"If you don't, we will kill you. Or you could just tell us what you are." The man said sweetly. I looked at Marina and she nodded.
"How bout no." We snapped at the same time. The man sighed his feathery sigh, and flicked his hand. The boy who held me in his grip, towed me out of the room, and down the hall, while the other one dragged Marina down the other.
"Where is he taking her?" I demanded, trying to pull my arm from his grip. He just held tighter, making me wince. I kept struggling until we made it to double wooden doors. The boy threw me inside, and locked the door without another word. I looked around, surprised that the room was actually nice. It had a four poster bed, a couch and a black screen like thing on the wall. A door was slightly ajar, showing a huge bathroom. Another door showed a closet full of clothing. I ignored everything, and started to breath heavily.
"Marina." I moaned, sliding down on the wall. Tears that had been kept in, spilled out of my eyes. I choked out a sob, realizing that I was truly alone.
So alone.