I was walking down the street. Volturra had been a big disappointment, it was just an old city, although those freaky people with the red contacts and black cloaks were interesting, must have been some kind of guard. I was walking back to my hotel, it was a cold summer's night, colder than usual; I wanted to get home as quick as possible, the atmosphere of the night felt gloomy and mysterious, I couldn't help but look over my shoulder. I jumped when I saw the car come round the corner, white lights shining. The yellow Porsche drifted by, the driver a small black haired girl, she looked so small and fragile. Her passenger was the complete opposite, he was small also but he was muscled and dangerous looking, his eyes glared at me as they dove past, those topaz eyes will haunt me forever. They glided past, and I was sure he smiled once he was facing away from me; I could see it in the mirror. The little driver and her scary passenger had scared the heebie-jeebies out of me. I started to walk quicker. I suddenly remembered a short-cut down one of the alleys that lead off the street. I saw the turn coming up and practically jogged into the narrow alley, it took my eyes awhile to adjust to the dimmer lighting of the alley. Once I'd focused I made out two shapes, one a woman, she was beautiful and stood with eyes intent on a man who was on the floor, on his knees begging in Italian. The woman leant forward, so her face was on the same level as his, she placed both her hands on either side of his head and twisted it easily as if it was a jar of jam. His body slumped to the ground and blood started to drip from is mouth, I gasped at what I saw next, she bent down and lapped up some of the blood, she then bit his neck like it was butter. She relaxed against his body and cradled his head. She continued to drink until I couldn't help but scream. The sound burst from my lips and my eyes watered. She turned around to look at me with blazing red eyes. She growled it sounded like the same noise a leopard would make, she lunged forward. I managed to move out of her way before she bit me, although she did rip the left arm of my jacket off. While she lay on the floor, I ran as fast as I could towards the nearest house I could find. I jumped onto the porch and banged on the door, a young woman answered the door, she saw my terrified expression and invited me in, and she was luckily English like me. She locked the door behind her and turned to face me, her eyes were topaz like the eyes of the man in the car.
"What's wrong?" she asked, her eyes darting around like she expected someone to arrive. Her blonde hair flowed down her back and her face seemed perfect.
"A vampire is trying to kill me!" I answered, the break in my voice revelled the terror that lurked in my body. Her eyes widened at the mention of the word 'vampire'. She ran off into the hallway, she returned with a small box, she opened it up and pulled out a pair of red contact lenses. She placed them in her eyes and opened the door. I saw the woman standing there her red eyes blazing, behind her was a man. He had dark hair and pale skin. He was beautiful. He was my prince charming. I had been so busy noticing everything that was going on that I didn't notice the conversation between the woman and the woman who had rescued me. I only listened when the man began to talk.
"What is with you and humans?" He spit at her. He shifted his eyes to look at me for the first time. His eyes widened as he took me in. at the moment, the door was slammed in his face. I turned to beg the lady to let me talk to him but she interrupted me.
"Look here little girl, my family is out at the moment so I couldn't much more than that, you lucky, but you know about vampires, so they will come back after you. As soon as morning breaks you need to go t your hotel and pack you stuff, then you get out off the country, which should give you a month to break off any connections you have with your family. They will either kill you or change you, but it's not up to you. This is the only way. You can stay in the bedroom at the top of the stairs, got that?" her speech had left me speechless. I walked up the stairs and found the room she had told me about. It was the grand bedroom I had ever seen. The wallpaper was green and the bed frame gold; this was the basic colour scheme of the room. I didn't have any of my things and I was in a stranger's house. This had to be a nightmare, with the man being the only thing that stopped me waking up.
I woke up in the morning to the smell of bacon and eggs, I looked around and found a note, sitting on a tray filled with, you guessed it, bacon and eggs.
Eat this and go back to your hotel.
Don't dawdle, don't hang around.
Take my advice; you only have so much time left.
Don't look for me, I have gone out.
I hope to never see you again, if you know what's good for you.
The note made me shudder. It sounded almost threatening. I climbed out of the massive bed and sat down to eat my breakfast. I shovelled it as fast as I could; this place was getting freakier and freakier by the minute. After I had finished I washed my face in the luxurious bathroom and ran down the stairs, it was silent. I opened the front door and climbed into the sunlight, it warmed my skin. I closed the door and started on my way to my hotel.
The woman at the check in counter smiled at me as I walked past, I just managed to plaster one on my face that looked almost believable. I ran to catch an elevator, and squeezed in between a short, fat man and a chunky woman. I pressed my floor and waited for the doors to close. The ride gave me some time to think about what had happened. So there were vampires in the world, and they were after me. But if they were after me, why weren't after the woman that saved me, she knew about vampires too, unless… she was a vampire too. Great but why had she saved me, why help me if she craved for my blood? The doors opened at my floor and I stepped out onto the 3rd floor lobby, then I turned right at the end and found my door. 312. I opened my door and jumped into my room, slamming the door behind me. I locked the door wherever I could; I even put a chair up to it for good measure. I only had so much time left, why risk what I had? I pulled my suitcase from under the bed and started to pack my things. What happened next was due to the fact, I like my room cold. I spun round to reach for my padlock, and there standing in front of me was the man from the night before. He looked no different, his eyes still and blazing red. A sudden relief swept over me; it felt wrong, shouldn't I be scared? Wasn't he about to kill me?
"It wasn't very hard to find you." He said, smirking at the remark. It didn't look like he wanted to kill me; it looked like he was trying to be nice to me.
"I…I don't have a car." I stumbled. I stood up, so I could get a closer look at his features. He was just as perfect as the night before, just as unbelievably beautiful. He reached down to touch the middle of my eyebrows, where they were creased with confusion. He smoothed it out.
"What's wrong?" he asked and as soon as he'd finished talking I blurted out my answer.
"I don't know whether to run away screaming or kiss you." I mumbled foolishly. He smiled obviously amused by my comment. I couldn't help it anymore I wrapped my arms around him and hugged his chest. I would have kissed him but his lips were to far up, he'd have to kiss me first. He stood there frozen for a while, and then he gently hugged me back. His chest was silent, there was no heartbeat, no breathing. He was obviously trying to ignore my blood, trying to avoid hurting me. It meant he cared. I looked up at his face and he looked down at me, our eyes meet and the chemistry flowed. He bent down and kissed me, I kissed him back. We spent the rest of the day locked in each others arms, staring at the ceiling above my bed.
The sun had just set behind the clouds, and I hadn't moved for hours. I didn't want to be the first to break the silence and luckily I wasn't.
"Great!" he muttered sarcastically.
"What is it?" I asked him, propping myself on one elbow so I could look at his face. He looked annoyed.
"I've got to take you back to Aro." I told me. He looked wary; trying to decide between a rock and a hard place.
"Ok, I'll do a deal. I'll go to Aro, whoever that is, as long as you answer any question I have from now until we leave the room." It seemed fair.
"Sure why not, you'd have to go anyway, so I don't really mind." He replied, he pulled himself off the bed and held out his hand for me. I took and he pulled me off the bed as well.
"Fine. First question, what is your name?" I hadn't really realised I didn't know his name until just now. He didn't seem bothered.
"My name is Demitri, and so you don't waste your breath, I'm the best tracker in the world and I work for the Volturri, an ancient family of vampires who rule the vampire world. Oh, and did I mention I'm a vampire?" he chuckled. Although he just told me there was a world of vampires out there, I felt rather relaxed; I was strange that he trusted me so much, that he figured I wouldn't be disturbed by all this information.
"Ok… next question, how old are you because if too old for me I need to know." He smiled at me judging my determination for his answer.
"My true age is about a few centuries, I lost count after one." He was still smiling." But I transformed when I was about twenty or so, is that too old?" he said jokingly. I elbowed him in the ribs. That was before I realised how rock solid he was. I probably caused more damage to my elbow than I did to him. I pushed past him to get to my suitcase. I lifted the lid and pulled out my jumper, it had a polo neck and sequins on the shoulders. It was navy blue and my favourite piece of clothing.
"Naw, I didn't really mind, just wanted to know." I said as casually as I could.
"Last question," I could see he was ready to leave. He kept fidgeting and looking at the clock on the wall." Do you really need to drink human blood to survive?" this had been bugging me. All I could think of was that he imagined me as food that is how he had lived for the past whatever or so.
"We have to drink blood, but not necessarily human, there are a few of us who can live on animal blood, but human blood makes you stronger. It's like saying you can live on tofu to keep you strong but it's just not as good as the real thing. You can tell the difference between the animal drinkers and us. They have golden brown eyes." I couldn't help but remember the man in the car and the woman who had saved me. That's why she'd saved me. She saved humans.
"Oh ok, are you ready to go?" I turned away from him to head to the door. Before I even took a step closer, he grabbed my arm and swung me round. I landed up against his chest. I looked up at him.
"Wrong way." He laughed. He wrapped an arm across my chest and jumped of the window. He landed squarely on a trash can, which was now crushed. Wow. Then in one fluid movment he swung me round and pulled me onto his back. I gripped on hard.
" you ready?" he asked ,a sense of a challenge in his voice.
"sure as hell I am." The adrenaline was running through my body even though, deep down, there was still that worry I seemed to have picked up when I started seeing vampires. He started running. No, sorry running would be an insult, he was more flying on the ground! We weaved in and out of alleys, slowly twisting our way to Volturra. I was just starting to enjoy the ride qwhen he stopped, right infront of an open man-hole. He swung me of his back and put me infront of him. He leant forward and whispered in my ear.
"don't talk unless I smile at you and act scared until I touch Aro." He pulled back and nodded at me. What a weird request, but I decieded might as well stay alive hey. I tried to put on a scared face and Demetri chuckled in reply.
"Felix?" he shouted down the hole. A muffled reply came a second later. Demetri gave me one final smile before lifting me up and dropping me down the hole.
What'cha think? This is my second story, so I triend to stray away from the cullens but they will come in. there is a poll for my other story so please help me out and give lots and lots of reviews!!