"Who are you?" a voice asks.
My brother stirs first.
"I'm Nicolai and this is my sister, Anastasia," he says.
"Just An," I add.
My brother and I had been trying to petrify. We're the original vampires. Any power any other vampire has we have better. Every vampire started with us. We're faster and stronger than the other vampires. We were tired of all of the power.
"Who are you?" Nicolai asks.
"I'm Carlisle. I've been traveling around the world for over a decade. What are you doing here?"
Nicolai explains how the Volturi wanted us and how we fled.
I explain our power and us being the originals. Nicolai stands, dragging me up with him.
I whine and complain and drop myself back down.
"Come on, An, this could be fun," Nicolai says.
"But I don't want to. I want to stay here and petrify."
I smell a deer sand take off after it. I take out a few more and go back to Nicolai.
"Fine, I'll come, but we can't go to Italy."
After a while of traveling, Carlisle wanted to go to America.
"No, I'm not leaving this continent," I say.
"An, this'll be fun," Nicolai says.
For some reason, I agree to go.
We decide to leave that night. We got to the ports and get ready to swim, but something stops me.
That smell.
"Nicolai, he's here," I say.
"He's not supposed to be here. Why is he here?"
"Who?" Carlisle asks.
Nicolai and I shush him.
I run to the stranger and bite him.
"I'm sorry," I whisper as he screams. I look him in the eye and say, "you will remember none of this."
He goes limp and I pick him up.
"What do we do with him?" Nicolai asks.
I think for a second.
We're in France and he can't wake up anywhere near me or here.
"We drop him off in Britain. We leave him there and let someone else deal with him," I say.
"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Carlisle asks.
"No, and I don't care."
I jump into the water, still holding the stranger I just damned to a life of hell, and take off.
I get to Britain and try to find a place to leave him. I find a pub and drop him in the back alley.
"Don't go to Italy," I say.
I may be stuck with the mindset of a ten year old, but I'm smart enough to know he doesn't need to go there
"Come one, An, let's go," Nicolai says.
"Oh, dear children, you won't be going anywhere," someone says.
I look up and see Aro.
"What do you want?" Nicolai snarls.
"We just wanted to meet you."
Marcus and Caius lurk out of the shadows.
"We wanted to see the mysterious ones with no scents," Caius says. We could take away our scents, and of those around us, so we couldn't be tracked.
"You're a far way from home," I say.
"Just looking for food," Aro says, extending his hand.
I place my hand in his and shield my thoughts.
Aro snarls.
I pull my hand away and Nicolai places his hand in Aro's.
Aro growls again.
"Talented little children," he says.
"Well," Nicolai says, "I think we'll be going now."
"I think not little ones," Aro says.
Marcus and Caius come forward with the intention of making us come with them.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," I snarl.
Nicolai and I bring fire to our hands and walk towards the three.
They stop their advance and usher us past.
We meet Carlisle at the dock and head for America.