I Will Never Let You Go
Chapter 2: Connect
The king on my right hand side had pale blond hair that flowed neatly all the way to his shoulders. He had a permanent scowl on his face as he looked us over, but there was a flash of surprise I caught when he looked into my eyes. He was probably the most ruthless judging by his expression and posture. He had little care for humans as he looked at Bella with disgust and disinterest, obviously not seeing what the whole fuss was about her and would most likely push for all of us to be executed and be done with. He had a medium build with pale skin and milky red eyes, and appeared to be taller than the black haired vampire that sat in the middle but shorter than the vampire to my left. No more than 6'1 I would guess. He was a sadist and enjoyed other people's pain and had a very focused mindset and would get the job done no matter what the cost. He was wearing a black cloak with a red scarf that was wrapped tightly around his neck.
In the middle was a black haired vampire that had his hair fall a little ways past his shoulders. He had a small section of his tied to the back of his head, letting himself have clear view of us. He looked very calculating and manipulative, but had the curiosity of a child. His mindset was always changing judging by the look in his milky eyes as he looked at all of us. He looked most joyed as he looked into my eyes. He stood up, showing his medium build and appeared to be the shortest of the three of them, standing at 5'11. He looked at Jane fondly as she returned, proving my theory that she was rather important to him and the guard. He was curious about Bella and how she came to know of the vampire race. The way he held himself and the way the vampires, excluding the kings, would look at him he was the official leader of the Volturi while the other two were merely co-leaders. And all three of them were wearing similar pendants to what Jane was wearing. He was wearing a designer black suit that looked well made and brand new, and was the only vampire king to not be wearing a cloak of some kind.
A boy no older than fourteen, who had the similar striking features as Jane, so similar in fact that I would dare say that they are brother and sister, walked towards us and interrupted my inner monologue before I had the chance to deduce the other co-leader of the Volturi.
"Sister," he said, proving my theory that he was the brother of Jane, "sent you out to get one and you bring back three," he said as he looked at Alice, Edward and myself, "and a half," he added glancing at Bella. "Such a clever girl."
Why would I be considered a whole if Bella only a half? If anything I'm the one that should be considered the half from my size, not Bella. Maybe it has something to do with being a soul child?
Jane lead me into the middle of the room before she dropped my hand and made her way to her brother's side. Bella and Edward stopped by my left hand side, with Bella the closet to me with Alice a little ways behind all of us.
"What a happy surprise! Bella is alive after all." The leader of the Volturi cheered as he approached us, walking down the four steps of white marble where their thrones were raised on a platform. "Isn't that wonderful? I love a happy ending. They are so rare." He murmured as he approached Edward and took the hand the connected him and Bella and cradled it in his own.
Bella let out a small sound and opened her mouth to object I reached over and tugged her right hand, holding her in place. His eyes glazed over and he bowed his head slightly over Edward's hand, suggesting that he had some sort of gift that allowed him to gain access to someone's thoughts, memories, or feelings through touch.
"La Tua Cantante. Her blood appeals to you so much... it makes me thirsty. How can you stand to be so close to her?" he asked Edward as he looked at Bella like she was some sort of snack. And I suppose she was, well, we both were. We were at the mercy of the kings and, by my observations, I highly doubted we would live past this.
"It's not without difficulty," Edward replied stiffly.
"Yes, I can see that," he laughed as he focused on Edward's hand.
"Aro can read every thought I ever had. With one touch." Edward explained to me and Bella, "And now you know everything. So, get on with it." Edward spat while I shook my head at his idiocy.
Because Edward was changed when he was seventeen he seemed to have kept the immature, impatient, and childish side to him. It was very unwise to anger someone who could order his guard to kill us in a matter of seconds. Sometimes I think Edward has less self preservation than Bella does. And she ran off to meet a serial killer vampire on her own in hopes to save her mother who hadn't even been kidnapped in the first place.
"You're quite soul reader yourself, Edward. Though...you can't read Bella's thoughts. Fascinating!" he cheered, dropping Edward's hand as he turned his gaze to my sister. "I would love to see if... you are an exception to my gifts, as well. Would you do me the honor?" Aro asked as he extended his hand, palm up, waiting for her to decide. Not like she has a choice in the matter anyway.
I nudged her forward sending her a look to just get it over with already.
I highly doubted Aro would be able to read Bella's thoughts considering Edward couldn't read her. So her mind should still be protected from Aro's because of similarities of their gifts.
Bella raised her hand and hesitantly placed it in his, flinching when he grabbed her hand and pulled her closer to him. He bowed his head over their hands and concentrated. He looked up after a half a minute of silence.
"Interesting. I see nothing." He murmured, disappointingly dropping Bella's hand, before his gaze turned to me. He slowly walked over to me before crouching in front of my twelve year old self.
"I wonder if you posses the same ability as your older sister? Mia cara," he crooned to me, holding out his hand, still crouched down to my level. "Will you let me see?"
I swallowed nervously before reaching up and grasping his hand, not trying to prolong the inevitable. Every thought, every emotion, every memory was laid bare for him to see. I knew Aro's gift would work on me before he had even asked me, because Edward's does. My mind isn't 'shielded' like Bella's because if it was Edward wouldn't be able to read my thoughts. Unlike what he did with Bella, he gently cradled my hands in his own and stared into my eyes as my whole life flashed before him.
I absentmindedly wondered, if vampires have photographic memories does that mean Aro remembers every memory of every man, woman or vampire he has ever touched? It must be hell to have so many thoughts, feelings, and memories, that aren't even his, all crammed away inside his head. I felt a brief flash of sympathy for him. It must be hell to be constantly bombarded with their memories every time he touches someone.
He blinked, shock passing through his eyes. Why was he shocked? Oh no, what did I say... or think even? Did I do, or think something to offend him? I tried to control my thoughts and not panic. The last thing I needed was to have my blood start rushing in a room filled to the brim with vampires.
"Nothing gets by you does it, mia cara?" Aro cooed as he raised one of his hands and gently tugged on a lock of my brown hair, twirling it around his index finger.
I surprised myself by not flinching... in actual fact it felt quite... pleasant.
He looked up at Edward with a cold look on his face. "I'm very disappointed in your father, Edward. I thought, Carlisle, of all people, would know how precious a soul child is. And to leave her alone, unprotected, where anything could have happen to her." He sighed, before pressing a kiss to the back of my hand and straightening up from his crouch, letting go of the piece of hair he had wrapped around his finger.
Aro turned his attention back to Bella. "I wonder if... Let's see if she is immune to all our powers. Shall we, Jane?"
"No!" Edward snarled before lunging for the small blonde girl.
"Pain," Jane whispered before Edward dropped on the floor in a dead heap, his face contorted into agony. Alice immediately dropped to his side, trying to help him. Bella tried to go to his side but Jane's brother stopped her by grabbing her wrist.
I now know why she is so important to them, to be able to incapacitate someone with large amounts of pain will be very useful. She definitely earned that golden pendant. I wondered if she could incapacitate more than one person at a time or if it was only limited to one person? Is this was what her gift was, what could her brother's possibly be?
"Stop! Stop, please! Stop! Stop! Just stop hurting him, please! Please!" Bella cried as Edward continued to writhe around in pain.
"Jane?" Aro asked, breaking her concentration.
"Master?" Jane stopped her attack on Edward, while Bella let out a sigh of relief.
"Go ahead, my dear." Aro nodded to her.
"This may hurt just a little." Jane smirked as she looked at Bella... but nothing happened. Jane's smirk slowly slid off her face as she realized it wasn't working. So her gift must just be an illusion of pain, something that has to do with the mind. So Bella was safe from Jane's attack, just like she was protected from Aro's and Edward's gift, but Alice, Edward and I were completely vulnerable as she just demonstrated.
Jane took a step forward her face contorted in anger just before Aro let out a strange laugh clapping his hands together in excitement stopping her in her tracks.
"Remarkable!" Aro gasped, clasping his hands together. "She confounds us all. So, what we do with you now?" he questioned, cocking his head to the side, like a small child would.
"You already know what you're going to do, Aro."
My whole body physically jerked at the sound of his voice. My head whipped around, against my will, to find out who had spoken, only to meet the red eyes of the vampire king on my far left.
His deep red eyes held such a horrifying amount of sadness that it made my chest physically hurt for him. He had obviously suffered from a tragic loss from long ago and has never healed. His black, lifeless hair, hung around his pale, chalky face reaching past his shoulders as he stared off into the distance in an almost bored manner before turning and locking eyes with mine.
He looked to be about 6'4 judging by how tall he looked as he sat there, taking note of his slouching, and still appears to be taller than Aro and the blond haired king. His face seemed to droop downwards from years, no scratch that, centuries of mourning. He would've killed himself long ago but something, probably Aro, stopped him. I felt a tear come to my eye at the mere thought of him trying to off himself.
But as my eyes locked with his, nothing happened... and then everything did.
Nothing mattered, but him.
Bella... Alice... Charlie... Renee... they were nothing to me compared to what he was.
He was my sun, keeping me warm while I gravitated around him. He was my moon, lighting up my darkened sky, offering me light with his soft glow. He was the stars, offering me puzzles in the sky to solve. He was my sky, offering me with endless opportunities to just be free. He was my air, without him I suffocate. He was the reason my heart kept beating, for without him it would see no reason to keep me alive. He was my universe, keeping me from forever falling into the dark.
And... I didn't even know his name.
His hands grasped the handles of the chair and lifted himself upwards, our eyes still connected as he stood at his full height, 6'5. Damn, I was off about an inch.
Aro's attention was drawn to him from that simple action.
"Marcus?" he asked, confused before following his gaze... which lead straight to me. "Amazing," he gasped in delight as he watched Marcus slowly walk down the steps, towards my frozen figure.
The room was so silent I could hear Bella's thundering heartbeat above my own. If it was any other situation I would've try to comfort her, but she wasn't my priority now.
No. It was Marcus.
Marcus is and always will be my priority.
As soon as he was just a foot away from me, he unexpectedly dropped down to his knees. He raised his hand and gently ran the pads of his finger over the apple of my cheek.
We looked at each other for only a few seconds before I was in his arms with my face pressed into his chest, my whole body immediately relaxing into his embrace.
My glasses were crushed against my face uncomfortably but I couldn't find it in me to care.
I felt him wrap his cloak around me, pressing me more firmly against him as he stood up and carried me back to his throne, sitting down with me in his lap, his arms still securely around me waist, protecting me from danger. I barely heard Bella's protests.
I could feel their stares burning my back, so I burrowed myself into Marcus, hoping they would stop looking at me. I ducked back under the cloak, blocking my view of everyone and everything. I heard a loud, shocking snarl emanate from Marcus's chest, and not a second later I could practically feel their eyes lower from us.
I nuzzled my face into his chest, thanking him.
"She knows too much, she's a liability." I faintly heard the blond king say. I silently thanked him for taking the attention off us as well.
"That's true," I heard Aro sigh sadly, "Felix?" I heard Bella gasp in shock from behind the cloak.
"No!" I heard Edward shout before everything went to hell.
I could hear what sounded like boulders being crashed into each other, repeatedly and a lot of snarling and snapping. I flinched when I heard the sound of marble breaking. I was too scared to look so I kept myself hidden under Marcus's cloak, smiling a little when his hand snaked underneath the black fabric and softly stroked my cheek, calming me instantly. I grabbed his hand in fright when I heard the sound of a body being slammed into marble not a few feet away from us.
Mustering up the courage I tugged Marcus's cloak away from my face and saw Edward lying upside on the cracked marble stairs. Felix roughly pulled him to his feet making him kneel in front of Aro.
Felix grabbed Edward's head in a vice grip and I could hear his solid skin starting to crack as Felix began to apply more and more pressure to his head.
I closed my eyes and waited for the unavoidable sound of Edward's head being decapitated.
"Please! No, no! Please! Please!" Bella screamed before gasping out, "Kill me... kill me. Not him."
My eyes snapped open.
Wait, what?
A/N: So, was it good? Thank you guys so much for your lovely reviews! It brightens up my day immensely so. What do you think is going to happen next? Please let me hear your thoughts!
By the way, just want to remind you guys that this is not a romance story for Marcus and my OC. They are going to have a different kind of relationship that I will explain in the fourth chapter.
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