A/N: General memory.
'Specifically thought'
"Spoken"
Vivid memory/Dream
"Imagined memory/Dream"
Characters are based on book descriptions, not movie depictions.
Chapter Song: Envy by Chevelle
~I
~II
~IIII"I learn through sorrow, I burn with envy and go...to the wall."
~IV
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~VI
Demetri bolted up.
Wolf.
There was a wolf near the city.
A low, menacing growl echoed down the hallway.
Caius.
So he had smelt it as well.
Felix heard their approaching master and sat up straight, before getting yanked out of his set all together.
Pulling Felix by the sleeve, Demetri stormed out of the Upper Guard common room, growling towards Ciaus "We'll handle it."
He hated wolves.
No, not Ciaus, everyone knows Ciaus hates the wolves.
It's Demetri. He loathes them. Absolutely despises their very existence. he never really understood why. Maybe his instincts in that particular area were just stronger than most other vampires'. The point is: he hated werewolves.
"Don't. Move."
Katherine, Andy and Rebecca stood frozen. The outer wall of the kitchen had been destroyed- including the sink. Water was everyone. All of the girls quickly decided that they were not going to be the ones to mop it all up.
The mutant grey-hound from hell- on all fours and still taller than everyone else in the room- turned to face Katherine.
She drew her poker face and her alpha stance. It was commonly accepted as a theory that predatory animals could sense fear in the creatures around them. Judging by it's build, Katherine could guess that this thing was far from a vegetarian. If it could sense fear, she wasn't going to give it anything.
Andy- hyperventilating, sweating and eyes darting all around the room- didn't get the memo apparently.
The canine moved closer to Katherine, sniffing her, judging her. She hardly noticed.
Full moon. Mutant dog. Howls like wolf. Runs like hell. She looked to the missing wall, water from the busted sink spraying broken pieces of siding. Extremely high pain tolerance. Strange skeletal structure. Full moon. Full moon. Full moon. Oh fuck, no.
Werewolf.
It was the only plausible explanation, regardless of how obscure it was. Katherine had always accepted the existence of paranormal things. Thinking that humans are the finality of evolution? Egotistical at best, just plain stupid at worst. Human's were undeniably weak - both in body structure and immune systems. Human's being the best evolution could do after billions of years of guess and check work was disappointing. No, she was too smart to not believe in the paranormal.
Werewolf. Silver.
Maybe it's a myth, maybe not. It's all they've got, so it's worth a shot.
She looked to Andy, starring intently, hoping to get her attention without startling the mutt.
It worked. The panicking 14 year old looked over to her friend, frantic eyes meeting steady ones.
Gently, Katherine tapped the a charm on her charm bracelet. Her silver charm bracelet.
Andy noticed the movement in Katherine's shoulder and looked down her arm. The bracelet? What about it? She looked back up in confusion.
'Silver.' Katherine mouthed. Andy's eyes were still blank. Of course. Le cerveau d'Alexandria shut down in a crisis.
Out of the corner of her eye, Katherine saw movement.
Becky- on the other side of the puppy- was backing away.
Please be smarter than Andy. Please be smarter than Andy. Please be smarter than Andy.
Slowly-ever so slowly- Rebecca inched her way to the china cabinet.
Genius!
With the dog still distracted by sniffing Kathy, Becky carefully opened a drawer of the cabinet. This thing was a demon dog on a full moon. Andy may be brain dead, but Beck sure as hell wasn't.
She grasped the handle of a pure silver knife- the antique of one of the other girl's grandmother.
If it wasn't a werewolf, the knife would still work. If it was a werewolf, well, better safe than sorry.
Knife in hand, Beck started back towards the wolf. Oh God. She was going to have to stab it. Could she? Could she stab something? Kill it?
The wolf suddenly growled, and Becky saw the corner's of it's mouth pull back. It was snarling. Not a good sign. it was snarling at Katherine. Even worse.
The creature made a move to stand up, and Becky leaped. She attached to it's back and- puppy mid growl- she impaled the knife into it's neck. Nothing was going to hurt her friends. Nothing.
The puppy from hell howled in agony and collapsed to the floor, Becky still on it's back.
Katherine quickly moved to help Beck up while Andy just starred at the dead creature, still held tight in fear's stead-fast grip.
"You're awesome." Katie told her red-headed friend as said ginger wiped the demon dog's blood onto her pants.
"You're damn right I am." Beck replied with a smile. "You okay there, A?"
"Ehhh-oooh-uuuhh."
Katherine and Rebecca burst out in laughter. Poor Andy, reduced to baby-jargon. Katherine thought of the speeches that they had to give in Oral Communications class on Monday. Hopefully she'd snap out of it by then. If not, class was going to be interesting.
"Where is everyone?" Rebecca asked. It was then Katherine had really noticed the strangest part of the evening. Not that a giant werewolf burst through their kitchen wall, but that no one had woken up when it happened.
Oblivious girls are going to get their asses kidnapped one day, I swear to God.
"A vaild question, don't you agree, Felix?"
Katherine's head snapped up and she looked to the kitchen- foyer archway. Two men occupied it. The one who spoke- or she assumed it was him- looked Middle Eastern. Maybe Northen-African? He had olive skin, perfectly smooth and clean, with thick, but shapely, dark eyebrows. His hair- also very dark- was long with a slight wave-ish texture to it, part right above his right eyebrow. He looked Egyptian, the more she thought about it. Moroccan, maybe?
The one with him- he was huge. He nearly rivaled the now-dead dog. He had a similar complexion, though lighter. He looked slightly tan while the other looked more exotic. His hair was also dark, though not as pitch black, and shorter- cropped. He was scary looking, this "Felix" character. Katherine thought of her dad. Her dad was big, too. Not as big as "Felix"- the latter having a few inches on her father- but big. And scary when he wanted to be.
She wondered if Felix was like her dad in other ways. Did her like pulling pranks and laughing at other people's expense. She liked that. It's how she was raised. She never laughed at a weak person, though. Neither did her dad. There are certain rules to proper trolling. You only pick on those whom of which you know can handle it. Did "Felix" follow this rule.
Katherine felt a nudge on her arm. Becky was starring her in the eyes. What did she want? What was she saying? Katie couldn't get any indication-
Eyes.
Eyes?
She looked quickly at the two men's eyes. Red. Like, her favorite-red-nail-polish red. Not albino red. No, they couldn't have that dark of hair or skin and be albino. And either way, albino eyes are more pink than red. This was straight up red.
Werewolves and red-eyes. What. The. Hell.
Aro examined the three human girls in front of him and his brothers.
These girls- one of which appeared to have some sort of mental defect- fought a werewolf, and lived.
Fascinating.
He looked to the middle one, the strongest one, the one who seemed to be in charge.
"Katherine, was it?" He asked.
"Yes." She confirmed steadily. Her eyes were solid, her posture exuding leadership and fortitude.
"A pleasure to make your acquaintance, my dear." He greeted with a smile, extending his hand in an offer. She examined it thoroughly, her eye's nearly burning a hole through his marble skin.
Distrusting little creature.
Eventually, she rest her hand in his.
Memories flashed through his mind as he slowly bowed down to kiss her delicate feature.
Mother. Father. Birthday. Christmas. Grandmother. Toy cat. 'Snow'. Bike, accident. School. Anger. Child, injury. 'Telekinesis'. 'Supernatural' . 'Corruption' , 'Murder', 'Physics' .
His lips made contact with her skin.
Father, military. Move- Italy. Boarding school. Dorm house. Friends. Betrayal. "You're mean...bye." "You're an idiot." "How could you be that dumb?" "Don't talk about things you don't know."
He retracted his lips and stood up, still keeping tight on her hand.
"Grow up." "Why can't you be more like William?" Pain. Anguish. Suicide. She sat on her dormitory bed, rocking back and forth. Throat raw, eyes sore, cheeks irritated from all of the tears. She brought her fist to her mouth, extended her middle and fore finger, along with her thumb. She put her two fingers into her mouth, brought down her thumb, and curled her other two fingers further into her hand. "Gun shot. Her body fell over. Gore covered the wall behind her. The image zoomed out and back in on her face, showing the remains of gaping hole in the back of her head. The shot zoomed further in on her eyes. Her completely dead eyes. It was over. There was finally no more pain. She would never cry again." She was alive again, fingers in mouth, repeating the exercise over and over. Over and over. As if it was a stress- release.
Walk. Calm. Singing. Walk, calm, singing. Every night. Walk, calm, music or singing. Walk, calm, singing. Boy. Alec. Annoyance. Lust. Distraction. Anger. 'Fucking idiot.' "So slutty!" Slut. Such a slut. Disgusting. Never be caught off guard. Never be stupid. Always be prepared. Never be distracted. Expect everything.
Studying. Homework. Food. Howling. 'Wolf. Demon. Werewolf. Silver. Men. Red-eyes. Vampires? Leaders. Vampires? Demons? Hand. Danger. Control. No. Bad. Never let someone have control over you. Never be caught off guard. Always be ready. Don't be stupid. Don't be stupid.'
'Hand. Why? Not letting go. Why? Vampire? Power? Telepathy? Why? Telepathy?'
'GET OUT, YOU LITTLE FUCK!'
Aro jumped and looked her in the eyes, confused.
'Telepathy.'
She yanked her hand away.
Aro continued to stare at the girl. Thousands of years, he's been alive. Millions of people he's come in contact with. But this girl...she was so...strange. So hard on herself. Always striving to be the best. William. her cousin. Straight A student in the Top 10% of his class. 'You're mean'. Her best friends. Krysten and Abbey. 'Idiot, dumb, stupid'. Her parents.
Never, in all of eternity, will Aro understand just how some parents can fail so miserably. This poor girl, so vividly imagining killing herself. Her own gruesome finality. And to have this as a mechanism to calm one's self? Disturbing.
She was a smart girl. Identified the werewolf, identified his gift, and identified (whether she was sure of it or not) his kind.
Telekinesis. The injured child. He had been mocking her, then he took a stapler to the head. Another child, a tether ball to the face. A lamp had flown across a room and into a wall when she was mad, once. She repressed the gift. Maybe they could dig it back up.
The door to the meeting room opened. No, they were not in the dining hall. There was no need for that, for they were not dining. They were in the meeting room. It was like a human's dining room. Large enough for people, but quaint. There was a table, were they occasionally sat. Marcus and Caius sat, the girls and Felix and Demetri stood. He offered the girls seats, but Katherine had declined for all of them.
Never be caught off guard.
Aro looked at the door and saw that Jane and Alec had joined them.
Alec.
Aro smirked.
The boy had worked his charms on Katherine once before, maybe he could do it again. Get her to come out of her shell. The more comfortable she was here, the better chance they had at accessing her gift.
Alec and his sister walked through the door when a familiar scent caught his attention. Magnolia lilies and cinnamon. Katherine.
Aro looked up and smirked at him. It was then Alec noticed that Katherine's hand was in Aro's.
Son of bitch.
"Dear boy," Aro addressed in that mischievous tone of voice he was so good at, "Why not take Miss Katherine up to your room. Temporarily, of course, until we get a room for her set up."
That damned smirk told Alec all he needed to know. Fucking Aro, the fucking match-maker.
Before Alec could respond with his mandatory 'Yes, Master', Aro's head jolted down to face Katherine.
"Oh, why yes, of course we will handle Alexandria and Rebecca." His master reassured the girl. Alec hadn't heard her speak. Had she figured out Aro's gift? "Fret not, my young child, all will be taken care of."
"I won't fret," She spoke calmly, "I don't fret when I'm in control. I will not leave your company until I've decided that every important detail is handled."
Caius smirked. It appeared as though he had taken a liking to Katherine. Good. One less person to piss him off.
Aro sighed. "Very well. If you must know, Rebecca and Alexandria will be returning to your dormitory with Demetri and Felix- who will fix your kitchen before going around the area and verifying that the wolf was alone before they return here."
"Very well." Katherine accepted in a rather...politic tone, Alec observed. No emotion. These weren't two people she knew. No, these were chess pieces. Pawns in her wicked game.
Aro smiled. "Fantastic! Now, Alec, please take Miss Katherine to your room. I'm sure she could use a rest."
Alec nodded, and Katherine turned to face him. He smirked as he saw a flash of surprise and recognition flash through her eyes before she had the chance to suppress it. She seemed like the type to hide herself from others, it was a sense of accomplishment that he could rustle her nearly mastered composure so easily.
"Follow me, Katherine." He commanded smoothly, smirking at her. She stared as she approached him, her eyes still blank, refusing to let on that he was anything to her other than a common worker, another pawn. But the slight increase in her heart rate- and the faint scent of cinnamon he caught- gave her away.
