I feel bad for doing this, but my versions of the Volturi characters are totally different. Marcus= Ben Barnes. I like the guys they picked, but I thought they would all be attractive looking, you know? Not that they weren't brilliant. Mike Sheen was awesome; I would have never guessed he could play Aro… As well as Jamie Bower for Caius… I suppose this is where I shall ask your opinion on the guys summit chose for the Volturi.
Chapter 4: Father Sky
I rushed to put my clothes back on. Of course I couldn't do it before the door opened. Felix and Demitri. Why them?
"Hello?" I asked angrily.
"We've come to apologize for our actions." Demitri said in a clear English accent.
"Yeah, well we don't—" I started to say, but Kai cut me off.
"Thank you." She said kindly. She had of course pulled up the covers.
Demitri appeared to beam when she spoke to him, and it disgusted me.
"Your welcome, my lady." Demitri said. My lady? What was this?
And Felix? Well he was giving me the ol' death glare.
"And what are you looking at, you big oaf?" I muttered.
"Nothing of any significance." He stated coolly. I couldn't help but revel at his incredible height, despite his rotten attitude.
There were a couple odd instances where Demitri and Felix wouldn't stop looking at Kai, so I had to stop it. "Okay guys, we got your apology, now get out." I said, shooing them out the door.
I sighed when they left, leaning against the door, but I wasn't satisfied. Had Aro sent them to check up on us? That was likely.
"Kai, you stay here, I'm going to get some answers." I said. I opened the door gingerly, and went in pursuit of the two vampires. Honestly, I don't think Kai had a choice; she had no clothes.
"Yeah, kay, I'll just stay here…" She said.
I saw them turn down another corridor, taking their time, talking about something. I couldn't hear, cause they talk really fast, which bugged me. Where's the common courtesy? I'm trying to save the day here.
They took more and more lefts, rights, rights, and lefts that I forgot my way back. Then I realized they probably knew I was following them, and led me astray. Bastards.
I sighed and turned around, and hoped I found an important looking door. I had to walk a little further, but I found a door that fit important.
I heard it creak as I opened it, and I cringed, hoping whoever was inside didn't hear. It looked like a library on the inside. I went further into the room, and decided maybe I'd find something good to read about these Volturi.
It was an old room; with little light, but still vast in the structure. There had to be over hundreds of thousands of books.
I sighed. At least show me a directory.
Instead I found that there were labels on each shelf. Now I only needed to find an Italian to English dictionary. Great. I sighed and sat up against a bookshelf in despair.
I heard a rustle of paper. I looked through the bookshelves and spotted the bottom half of a cloaked figure sitting in an armchair, reading a thick book. Shit, they probably know I'm here.
"I know you're here." Said a gloomy voice. I guess I was correct in my assumptions.
I jolted back into a bookshelf, but I composed myself. I walked into the view of the man, no vampire, sitting reservedly in his spot. I can imagine the awful mess I must have looked.
He looked upon me, closing his book, and setting it on the table beside him. His eyelids were lazily half open, like the owner didn't care.
"Uh, hi Marcus." I said meekly.
He only looked seemingly uninterested, yet I squirmed under his gaze still. I wonder if I did something wrong. Was I supposed to bow?
"I can only guess you are looking for Aro." Marcus finally said.
"Well, yeah… Can you tell me where he is?" I said timidly.
He got up lethargically, and I dared not speak. "I could end this, you know." Marcus said threateningly.
I gulped. "I know." My voice rose at the end.
"However, I will not defy Aro and Caius their enjoyment." He said. His voice was calm and airy, and musical rolled into one.
Maybe he didn't feel like I was reacting like a normal human being, but I just realized how attractive he was. Why was this the first time I noticed? The more I thought about it, the more I supposed everyone here was beautiful. Except for the milky film covering his eyes, like Aro's, and probably Caius. It marred his face as good as any scar. The creepy white made it seem like they weren't looking at you.
"Oh, well good, I guess." I said sarcastically, but still remaining meek.
"Well is there something you need?" He said expectantly, as if he had something better to do. I wouldn't doubt it.
"I just—do you know where I could get information about, you know, werewolves?" I said.
"I will not take any part in this deal you have made."
"Not even a little advice?" I bargained.
Marcus looked around, as if there might be someone listening. "You have made a foolish mistake to challenge Caius. He will not stop until he finds out what ails your friend." He said sullenly.
"Why is he so determined?" I asked. Not as if beating me was enough.
"It is more than you." He said mysteriously.
"So is this one of those things he'll have to tell me?" I asked glumly.
"I suppose it would make for more suspense if you had to wait for him to say." Marcus said.
"Anything else you can tell me about yourselves? The Volturi?" I asked, this time turning around to look for a chair.
I think this is a breakthrough. Just by looking at him, I can tell he doesn't change expressions much. Is that a cocked eyebrow I see? "I promised I wouldn't interfere." He said, pretending to be uninterested.
I was practically jumping out of my seat. "You're a really bad actor, you know. Tell me!" I said.
He looked down, chuckling. "I expect you know a little?"
"Well, obviously you don't sleep in the day."
He looked at me, same bored expression back, "Did you want to know about the Volturi or Vampires?"
"Volturi, sorry."
"The Volturi began as a small coven consisting of myself, Caius and Aro. We were born at similar times. Soon after being reborn, Aro changed his younger sister, Didyme." He gained a nostalgic tint to his voice, though his expression never changed. "There is one thing you should never forget: Even more so than Caius will ever be, Aro is a very determined man." Marcus said so seriously, I had to nod my head to let him know I understood. "He wanted more for our small coven. He sought out many talented vampires to fight for him, to end the Romanian legacy."
"Romanian?"
"Yes, the Romanian era ended roughly by the seventeen hundreds for good. Their reign was a swift and easy death."
"But that must've gotten rid of Dracula…" I said glumly, with a hint of a joke.
Luckily for me, he didn't catch the 'joke', "Dracula is purely fiction, child. Today we have plenty of guard and special vampires, like Jane." He stated bluntly.
"Sure, sure. But that tells me nothing about Caius or Aro. And who's Jane?" I said, waving my hand.
"I gave you a fair overview." He sighed. "Jane is one of our more gifted creatures. She can induce pain to anyone who dares challenge us."
"Everyone's is different?" I asked. I hoped my constant questioning didn't annoy him, but I couldn't tell from his face.
"Yes," He said, getting up. "If you'll excuse me, I must go read a book."
"So, any tips on where I can find those two folks?" I said as a parting question.
"Need I draw you a map?" I think his mouth twitched. Progress?
"That would be helpful, yes."
"I'll send Felix to escort you back." An escort, nice, I thought as I nodded in approval. Not who I would have picked, but nonetheless…
I watched smugly as Felix drew me not only a map of the building, but one of the town, with names on the rooms of the Volturi's place.
Marcus or Aro must have been amused enough by me to have Felix and Demitri wait on Kai and me. We were back at the room, and Demitri had to order a tailor to fit Kai with clothes, taking her measurements. Almost needless to say, I was feeling pretty self-righteous.
"There you go, arrogant human." Felix said, handing me two pages of finely written maps.
"Easy boy, I don't want them ripping." I said half-heartedly, pushing his buttons. I took them, and went back to my business.
"Obviously she's too comfortable, Demitri, what do you say we teach Autumn a lesson?" Felix said, cracking his knuckles impossibly loud.
"Marcus would see the bruises." I said quickly, likely overestimating the amount of care he would have for us. Yet I still raised an eyebrow, daring him to test my sham.
"You think—Oh, this is too precious. You think you've made a friend? A savior?" Felix said, laughing his deep laugh.
I just stood there, holding the maps, waiting for him to stop laughing.
"But in all seriousness, I'm really wondering why any of the three ancients would consider protecting you two." Felix said, immediately sobering up.
"Just bring me a dinner, server boy." I gulped, picturing his hands around my neck strangling me. Hopefully any of these Volturi guys would kill me before sucking my blood.
Again, I shut the door behind them, as they left, this time not intending on following them. Instead I turned to Kai, the woman I was hoping to speak to all afternoon. She would be the key to my success.
"So Kai…" I said suggestively.
"Autumn, I know what you're gonna ask, but I have no freaking idea why this happened to me."
I paused, almost standing on spot for fifteen minutes (Kai shuffled around nervously on the bed; man did she heal fast.). "Okay…" I sucked in air, on the verge of hyperventilating.
"I wish I could help." She said sympathetically.
"No, its—its okay, we just need to write down what we know." I said, bordering frantic.
"There's a drawing table in the corner," Kai said, pointing to the corner by the window. I raced over, as if three seconds of my life were left, and snatched up a pen and paper from the top drawer of the table.
"Alright, I guess, I should questionnaire you, my friend." I felt weird asking her about herself, when I've had like a bazillion years to ask her.
"So let's get this straight. How did you feel when you changed?" I asked, like a therapist in a low-budget movie would ask.
Kai gave me a weird look, "Uh, it hurt. A lot. Like my skin was being peeled off of me."
I cringed and shivered, and wrote down the deets. "How did you feel before that?"
"I don't know, like something was wrong in the room. They bit me, but that wasn't what was wrong."
"Did you notice anything out of the ordinary?"
"It smelled like the inside of a Willy Wonka's factory gone bad. And I like sugar." She grimaced. "It still smells."
"I don't smell anything." I said quietly. I wrote down what she said. "Anyways, was there like a specific emotion you felt?"
"Extra angry, I guess. Plus I was freaking unconscious for like two hours." She seethed. I noticed she was trembling, like she was scared, but her face read angry, ferocious.
"Kai?" I asked worriedly.
"Yeah?" She said, immediately gaining a concerned look too, as well as stopped shaking.
"Do you usually shake like a rattle?" I asked.
"…No?" She said.
I wrote it down on the page just in case. Not much more information was made, I'd have to find a computer, or ask her family. This was going to be a fucking long night.
I semi-hoped you enjoyed that. And good news everyone, I am ungrounded. My mom just forgot to tell me how long I was grounded, therefore, I was off fanfic longer than I should have ;)
-sage94