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Ulrich's POV:

In that moment I wasn't aware of what was happening until I saw Denzel with his arms spread and mouth open leaping at me. I was surprised but more than that what Aro said was just sinking in as Denzel's arms wrapped around my shoulders pulling me down to the ground. My head bounced off the ground. I kicked up with my knees in to his body flipping him over me. He flipped but retained his grip on my robe as his head landed next to mine on the ground. I reached out grabbing his wrists spinning on the ground and then with both my hands on his wrists I tossed him off me. I hadn't fought much growing up. And never when I wasn't pissed off, people didn't pick fights with the biggest kid in town. It was slightly foreign to me and I was suddenly thankful for the sparring I had done with Felix and the rest of the Volturi. I wasn't mentally ready for this fight.

"You monster!" Denzel yelled at me as he crouched. I saw a small metallic box Aro threw on to the coliseum grounds. I realized as it landed it was a lighter. The circular pit was soon engulfed in ring of fire. I had wondered why there were large log piles around us until now. The piles now stood eight feet tall, engulfed in fifteen foot high flames. Denzel charged at me again. He was jumping high, as much as I hated it I needed to take advantage of his fury over his lost lover. He was the more experienced fighter and I needed to use his anger to my advantage. I lowered my body and watched as he passed over me I leapt in to the air catching his waist with my shoulder I wrapped my arms around him and slammed him back on the ground backing up until I was only a couple feet from the fire. I didn't want to fight. He jumped back up to his feet and growled at me. I put my hands up in an attempt to stop him from attacking.

"I didn't know" I said trying to calm him down. His eyes were on fire with rage. He pounced at me wrapping an arm around my stomach and clawing at my face I narrowly avoided the first strike by leaning back and the second one I caught his hand. With all my strength I twisted then pulled and felt the resistance then my and arm releasing and moving backwards. I was leaning back with his arm up to the shoulder in my hand. As I leaned back the end of his arm leaned in to the fire. He released me with his eyes widening. I reached back with my left hand and wrapped it around his removed wrist and swinging like a baseball bat connected his humerus with the side of his jaw sending him four feet back. I tossed his arm in to the conflagration behind me and focused on him not once taking my eyes off him.

Ripping off his arm seemed to have given him a control of his temper. He had calmed down and reached down to the ground gripping sand in his hand. He charged and tossed the sand in my eyes. I rubbed my eyes but felt his arm on mine and he started pulling trying to rip it out of socket, I twisted out of his grip taking in his scent in my nose and with my eyes closed I grabbed the front of his shirt then cocked back my right hand then delivered a punch across his jaw with the rest of my senses besides sight. It staggered him back long enough for me to clear the sand from my eyes. As I started to get ready to attack I realized how little I actually knew about fighting. I crouched down in to my position I'd learned from getting beaten up and down the halls by Felix.

I leapt with both arms out catching his one arm left with my own arm and catching his face with my free hand. I twisted his arm and popped off his elbow then ripped the vampire skin off and tossed him by his face across the arena. I threw his hand up to his elbow in to the flame ashamed of what I'd become. I'm killing a man because I ate his love. I'm an abomination. He wasn't going to give me a chance to think as he jumped at me with his mouth open ready to bite. Part of me wanted him to kill me, end my miserable existence but my sense of self preservation kicked in and without thinking about it I caught his head inches away from my neck and disconnected his jaw from the rest of his head. I tossed it behind me in to the flame rendering him next to harmless, at least to me. I felt dark and ashamed. I didn't want to be this monster. If not for any other reason than mercy I grabbed the rest of his body and ran him in to the fire. He didn't fight it… It only made it worse that he didn't try to get out, he didn't make a sound. He just died silently. I let him go and he didn't move, his body just disintegrated in the fire. After he was gone I stared in to the flame until the vampires extinguished it. He was gone, and I was the victor and yet I didn't feel the great accomplishment of victory. At my side in an instant was Felix.

"Congratulations on your first kill." He said patting me on the back. I sighed.

"I don't feel like celebrating, I just killed a man who did nothing but love someone." I said regretfully.

"He broke our one rule, to keep the secret. Yes it's cruel, and yes it's tough but he knew it… If the general population was to learn of our existence there would be hunts, among other things. It would make everything much more complicated then it is. It is our job to uphold the laws of our people and it's regrettable at times that people must die over what seems like trivial things but they must go to keep the secret." Felix explained. I nodded slowly understanding. I didn't like it but it was as it had to be to protect ourselves and every other vampire.

"I'm going to call it a day if there are no other assignments, get some reading in." I said as if asking Felix.

"Do that, I don't have any more assignments or training for today." I left back for my room, maybe some Michael A. Stackpole or Vince Flynn will clear my mind.

I decided I'd talk to Aro… Talking to him always seemed to reaffirm my doubts about the validity of the Volturi as protectors instead of thugs. I made my way to the Main chambers and saw the back of a small man. He was 5'9 tops. He wore a black coat that covered his legs and was open. His hair was jet black and went down to the base of his neck where the coat began to cover it. His hands were out at his sides, legs spread shoulder width of apart. I moved to get a better look at him. He seemed to be of Indian decent.

"Nine million is my price… no less, and I expect it all in advance." He said speaking in an accent I couldn't place. Aro seemed slightly flustered.

"The other mercenary only asked for one million, and after he came back with the his head." The man laughed without humor, his shoulders moved slightly.

"He also didn't come back." He said in a monotone voice.

"I need some proof of your skills before I can make such an investment." Aro said calmly. The man scoffed, and in an instance two short swords were spinning out of his hands through the air at Demetri and Felix. He turned his attention to me and before I could react he kicked me in the neck with a high round kick and as I tried to strike he kicked the back of my legs bringing me down to my knees. His hand moved back in to his coat and soon there was a curved sword up against my neck, pushing my head up. The sword was at my Adam's apple and he pointed a second knife back at Felix and Demetri who had caught the short swords and started after the man but stopped when they saw the blade at my neck.

Felix and Demetri looked back at Aro as if waiting for command but it was Marcus who spoke.

"Such weapons will break on our skin, what are you trying to prove?" since my head was facing directly up at the ceiling I saw him smirk. He swung the sword in his left hand and sliced at a pillar at his side. I moved my head to look at it. It was a clean cut. Aro bubbled with laughter.

"Splendid, what kind of metal is that?" once again he scoffed.

"Not metal, it's whittled werewolf bones" in a moment his curved blade disappeared in to his coat and a short straight sword shaped weapon appeared.

"This is Vampire bone weapon." He said before spinning it and putting it back in his coat. He released me and pushed me at Felix and Demetri.

"If I could have my weapons back." He asked with a smirk before Felix and Demetri handed back his weapons.

"Nine million, in advance." Aro said finally agreeing.

"What's your name, mercenary?" Aro asked extending his hand as if to ask to touch him. He laughed.

"I know your powers Aro… I'm a Gurkha warrior from Nepal… my name is Abhash." He said before turning and leaving.

"Have the money wire transferred to the account I gave you." He said walking out of the chamber. His eyes turned to me and looked me in the eye for a moment before leaving. His eyes were bronze. I was confused, I thought Vampire's eyes were red, black or in between.

Yesterday's kill was still on my mind no matter how hard I tried to avoid thinking about it. I decided I would take a walk through Volterra while since it was cloudy today. I walked through the town trying not to pay attention to things around me but my heightened senses didn't help. I heard people whispering about me and just when I had decided to turn around and head back I smelt a familiar scent. It was the woman with the black band in her hair again. She was behind me. I turned and saw her and forced a smile while I stopped breathing.

"Hello again, I didn't catch your name before." She said with a disarming smile. No, that's a bad idea. Don't fall for a human. You saw what they did to Denzel. I knew even though I did it they would have if I didn't.

"I don't believe I dropped it miss, but I really must be going." I said backing away. She grabbed my sleeved arm and I stopped even though I could have easily escaped.

"Do you live here?" She asked. Oh shit what if one of the other Vulturi see me? I need to get out of here before she becomes lunch.

"Well I've got a temporary permanent residence around here." I said weaving through the crowds easily near the market, much to my chagrin she kept up with me easily. I stepped in to a shop and then in to the men's room. I searched the room for a window and slipped out of it. Yes you just ran away from a girl you could toss across the room with one hand as a human. I thought berating myself. I returned to my room and leaning up against the door was a laughing Santiago.

"So, I saw you running away from a girl." I tried to remain calm. I had to make it seem like no big deal. I shrugged. Santiago left me in the room to delve in my own embarrassment. I stared at the wall. I stared at the same walls I used to consider my prison, but am now my room. My first kill and it won't be my last.

So yeah, it's been a while since I updated and it was a short chapter, but I started writing to day and I needed to watch the Vikings kick the snot out of the Giants. The reason I stopped writing was because no one was reviewing, thus I believed no one was reading… I've got some people who wrote me saying to continue writing this story, so here I am… I hope you like it… And for the record Abhash is a character I thought of like 2 minutes before writing him in. he's based on my friend from Nepal… (well duh) he wields Khukuri (type of sword, national weapon of Nepal) (information about it is on the bottom of my profile) well review, high fives, knucks, rolls of twenty dollar bills, ya know the drill.