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Somewhere, deep in a forgotten forest, the ancient four and their followers resided. The castle which they claimed as their own, was with no doubt one of the finest castles in the whole of Rome. Constructed of dark stones, with towers that seemed to stretch on forever into the sky. The whole castle just screamed evil.

But one should never judge a book by it's cover, right? One would be stunned to see the inside of the castle, not that many people do. The rooms were countless, and every single one of them decorated by the most glorious of art and furniture. Without doubt, the work of a woman. Didyme always made the effort to make the place a little less scary. Inside one of those lovely rooms, the four ancients sat around a table, plotting their next move, always plotting.

"I guess that's one less coven to worry about," Caius said, the sadistic trademark smile of his coming forward. "just to bad we didn't get to see them all burn to death"

"How can you be so blind, Caius? This is a huge problem!" Aro said, trying hard to control his temper.

Caius just stared at him, not wanting to admit he didn't understand.

"The Sicilian coven may be destroyed, but it's not by us. And the Romanians didn't do us a favour by getting rid of them, they only enlarged their own power" Aro explained, all while trying to decide what their next move should be.

Caius hearing this revelation, had another one of his tantrums, where he cursed everything in between heaven and hell. Slowly, Didyme was able to calm him down enough to get him seated, and continue this meeting of theirs.

"Aro, dear brother, can you clarify one thing for me? How do you know it was the Romanians who have gotten rid of the Sicilians?" Marcus asked, not very happy knowing his brother has withheld some information from them.

"Ah, Marcus, have you forgotten our Romanian insider, Dimitri?" Marcus just nodded, feeling a little embarrassed that he'd forgot their friend at the Romanians. Didyme grimaced a little at the name, and looked at Caius for a answer.

"It's supposed to be modern" he mocked. The whole room had a little laughter at this comment.

But, back to business, this was in fact a huge problem for them. Their coven wasn't as big as they would've wished for, but finding vampires willing to risk their life and join their coven, was hard. Not to mention, the Romanians weren't happy with all the battles enfolding in the world, and they decided to take matters in their own hands, and eliminate anyone who aggravated them.

But what should they do now? Aro wondered. He knew very well they didn't have the capacity to go head on with the Romanians, that would be a suicide mission, but he had grown impatient with the waiting. Why couldn't they just drop dead, and leave him in charge?

"We need a bigger guard" Marcus said the obvious.

Aro just rolled his eyes, not in the mood to make a comment at that. After a moment of silence, Marcus again came with a proposal.

"We need newborns."

Aro knew he was right about that, it's just that training newborns was not a task he preferred doing. He had turned a few humans in his lifetime, but still, he found it a great pain disciplining them.

Didyme seeing her brother disapproving, and knowing why, went over to touch her brothers hand in the effort of changing his mind. You know who would make an excellent addition? That nice girl I saw you eyeing at the party a few days ago. What was her name again?

"Sulpicia" he answered, knowing Didyme didn't forget her name, but wanted him to say it out loud. "And I'll consider it."

With that, the vampires ended their meeting, and went their separate ways.

* * *

Aro walked the halls of his home, not having any specific destination in mind. He always found walking a good exercise in clearing his mind. And boy, did he need to clear his mind now. He had somehow found himself questioning his intentions. I mean, off course he needed new vampires, and off course creating them would be the smartest thing to do, but then why did he question his motives?

The person who had stirred up this internal debate of his, was non other but the marvellous Sulpicia. Aro had never quite been able to get her off his mind, since he first laid eyes on her. The thought of her was always lurking somewhere in the back. She really was special. What he had seen, when reading her mind, was without words. The way she behaved, the way she thought and spoked was so new and fascinating, Aro knew he couldn't let her go.

But why did he then so suddenly feel bad at the thought of turning her? Was it because he would feel bad for taking away the life she now lived, or was it because he was afraid of what she might do to him? What she might turn him into.

She would make an excellent guard. Surely a woman so unique would posses a great gift as a vampire.

He tried to convince himself that this decision was purely based on a need for victory. He knew what his greatest desire was, and nothing and no one could change that. Not even this captivating goddess. But that shouldn't be a reason for him to neglect such a powerful creature. Without doubt, she would make a wonderful addition to this growing empire of his.

* * *

Sulpicia sat up in her bed, angry at the tricks her mind was playing on her. Every night, she had seen him standing in the corner of her room. Every night she had spoken to him, and he never replied. And every night she had walked over to him and touched him, only to discover he was noting but an illusion. And every night, she would wake up from the same dream, unsatisfied and unhappy.

The anger she felt was not because the thought of this man took over her entire life, but because it was just that. A thought. A invention of the mind. She wished for nothing more than to meet this man again, see him smile that lovely smile, and feel his skin against hers.

She had at some point questioned herself if she was in love. But what is love? Sulpicia had never really understood how love between a man and a woman worked. She had asked her friend once, and the friend had answered that love is a series of events that give you a funny feeling in the stomach, and make your head spin. Sulpicia wasn't happy with that answer. Surely, love must be something more than pure physics. No, it's a connection between two people that cannot be broken.

So that means what she feels isn't love, yet, but it sure is something. Maybe it's the beginning of something special.

Sulpica got out of bed, she was to restless to even consider going back to sleep. She wandered the halls of her home, looking for the window with the best view of the sky. After finding it, she started counting the stars. She found it soothing, counting the stars. While her mother was alive, she told little Sulpicia that if she ever felt the need for guidance, she should count the stars, they always had all the answers. She asked them what she should do with this obsession of hers. After staring out the window for quite some time, she felt sleepy again, and headed towards her room.

What she found upon entering the room, made her loose her breath. Aro, the man haunting her mind, stood in the middle of her room, smiling. The dim light from the moon giving his skin a silver glow, the dark hair framing his beautiful face. She felt her heart swelling. There were so many things she wanted to say, to ask, but the words just wouldn't come out.

Aro stared right back at her, his smile growing bigger by the moment. He took a step forward, and then another one, and then another one, until he was standing right in front of her. Sulpicia felt so drawn towards him, she just had to touch his face. It was cold, but she didn't flinch. He traced his fingers over the features of her face, leaving a burning feeling wherever he touched. He took a strand of her hair and started playing with it. Sulpicia wished he would never stop doing that. She wished they could disappear together, somewhere they could be alone, forever. She wished this moment would never come to an end, but her curiosity got the best of her.

"Why are you here?" Aro stared into her eyes and smiled. He didn't answer, he didn't want to. He leaned forward, and brushed his lips against her chin. Sulpicia wondered why hear heart hadn't exploded yet, and wished for him to continue. And he did. His lips followed the same pattern his fingers had moments ago, but this time, he ended up kissing her neck.

And for a moment there, Sulpicia felt like she was in heaven.


Author's note: So, can anyone guess what's going to happen next? It shouldn't be to hard.

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