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"You are suggesting what?" Caius practically screeched. He was seething in his chair, where he once sat calm and composed. This, of course, all changed as soon as I walked in the room. Everything changed once I walked in the room. The throne room, which was once totally silent, soon became a place of conversation. The leaders lost their deadpan faces and changed into a mixture of delight, curiosity, and loathing. It wasn't hard to guess whose feelings went with which guard. The only thing that didn't change was the guards, watching at the end of the room with a guarded─no pun intended─expression. Everything changed when I fell─literally─into the room. And, to make my already large enough humiliation worse, Alec was there. He was standing guard in the room, his eyes not even meeting my face when I arrived. He can't even bear to look at me after that, he hates me that much, I thought.
I looked around nervously. "I am suggesting exactly what I said a moment ago, Caius," I said cooly, sounding the exact opposite of what I felt. I didn't enjoy being on the opposite end of Caius's rage but I'd take his anger any day over what Aro could deliver. Caius could howl and screech all he wants, but Aro would always be there to tell him what to do. And that included not killing me.
"You are telling me that you came here to search for your mate, but you don't want to be anywhere near him? You are a no-good, waste of our time, and I will not have half-breed Cullen scum─" A growl reverberated throughout the room. I turned to Alec, whose scowl quickly turned into an emotionless expression as he stood in the corner. Aro had a sour look on his face and Caius's face was absolutely red. Marcus, however, just gazed at the window sadly and almost longingly. I never knew much about Marcus, including why he seemed why he wanted to leave the Volturi. It was most curious.
"I did not say that, Master Caius. If I didn't want to be anywhere near him I wouldn't be standing in the same room as him." A shocked look replaced Caius's face before he was angered once again. Reading his emotions is like reading a children's book, I thought to myself. If Dad was here, he would surely be laughing. Thinking about him only served to make me sad again.
"So you want to lollygag around in Volterra and play young and dumb? What's next, you're going to go clubbing?" I sighed and shook my head. It seemed like everything I said was taken in by Caius and made worse. I hadn't said anything about lollygagging, nor did I say anything close to clubbing. What my parents would think of that─
"Caius, my brother, I don't think Renesmee is quite saying that," Aro said, still never taking his eyes off of me. It was quite unnerving. He never broke eye contact with his victims and I am sure they were frightened by the sight of deep blood red pools. It was almost as if they were puddles of the blood of his victims and with each kill they would get darker. But that is absolutely silly. Vampires' eyes only change when hungry or going on a new diet, and seeing how Aro had done neither recently, his eyes had been red for quite some time. "But, what is it, my dear, that you do want?"
I wrung my hands together to try and keep them from sweating. It was another trait that I inherited from my mother and I would always hate it. I didn't sweat when I exercised, only when I was nervous. But seeing as I was nervous all the time around here, I was always sweating. I could never exactly feel at ease in Volterra, not with the ever looming presence of my death around the corner. "Well, I just wanted to explore Volterra. Maybe make some friends here or something. You wouldn't have to worry about me causing exposure with the humans, I have blended with them for years."
The truth was I didn't know what I wanted. Caius was right in my saying that I didn't want to be around Alec. A part of me wanted to show him what he was missing, though another part just wanted to go and beg him to love me. Surprisingly, the first part was winning. "You are not here are vacation," Caius said at the exact same time that Aro said, "You could do that with Alec."
Even though Caius spoke rather loudly and with such conviction, I could hear Aro's calm voice perfectly. It was another thing about him that I both admired and feared. Aro's facade would always be calm, when killing, when working, when seeing criminals. His voice would always be cool and even keel. I admired how he never let his emotions get the better of them, though he probably had a thousand years to practice and perfect it. "Well, you see, I wanted to make some new friends. I understand how you have guards here to attend to their duties so if you don't want to send anyone with me I can always make friends with some humans like I did in Forks."
Again, a growl sounded out through the room. Again, Alec had a scowl on his face. But this time, Aro looked curious. "Why couldn't she do this, Alec? It seems reasonable." I had a feeling that Aro knew what Alec was going to say, he just wanted everyone else to as well. Aro could always know someone's thoughts but we couldn't. Alec sighed before saying, "Renesmee, however young she may be, will always be like a teenager. And I have learned from sources that when teenage girls say that they want to make friends, it is most likely with human boys. And Renesmee will certainly not be having relations with any boys."
Aro didn't respond to Alec, he probably wasn't expecting that response. But, to everyone's surprise, Marcus spoke. I had never heard him speak, but when he did it was in the same manner of which he looked: lonely, peaceful, but depressed. "If I may, I would like to speak with Renesmee privately?" He asked looking at Aro. I immediately became scared. I didn't know much about Marcus and that frightened me. He could have the intentions to kill or maim me. I don't think he just wants to have a pleasant chat, I thought to myself. He was, afterall, a Volturi leader and those aren't pleasant. And what was worse was that Aro nodded in agreement.
I had thought that Marcus and I would have left the room but that wasn't the case. Everyone else left, including Aro and Caius. This left only Marcus on his "throne" and myself in the middle of the dome-like room. I stood there for quite a while waiting for Marcus to say something. He was staring at me, like he could figure out what I was thinking. The only person who could truly do that was Dad. Dad was the only one of his "kind", according to Aunt Alice. She also said that I was the only one who could project my own thoughts into someone else's mind the way that I did. Zafrina projected pretty pictures into the minds of others, but I could project anything. I hadn't tried it as a weapon, but perhaps I would be a great one. If I could project pictures into the minds of others, why couldn't I project pain and death?
"Do you know what my power is, Renesmee?" Marcus asked suddenly. He said my name in a weird fashion, like Reh-nis-may. I cursed silently, trying to rack my brain for any knowledge that I had about Marcus that Carlisle may have told me. He said something about emotions.
"If there is any relationships going on, Marcus would know. He would know who is in love with you and who hates you," Carlisle said to a smaller version of myself. I furrowed my eyebrows and looked at him. "Is he like Uncle Jasper?" I asked in the cute little girl voice. "No," Carlisle said. "Jasper can change and feel other's emotions. Marcus detects relationship ties."
I silently thanked Carlisle for all the boring days in his office as I said, "You can detect relationship ties."
Marcus nodded and finally looked away from me and out the window. One of these days, I was going to see what he was staring at outside the window. "That is correct. So, you can assume I knew of your mating with Alec before either of you did. I can detect the love you feel for a woman in the Denali coven, and a rather unexpected hatred and fear towards your imprint. Why you feel these emotions towards these people, I will never know, but I can detect the relationships you have."
He stood up from his throne, finally, and took his eyes off the window and back on me. He uncharacteristically began to circle the throne room in a very slow manner, one not like a vampire at all. "Of course, I can do this for everyone, sans shields such as your mother. I can tell you who is in love with you and who hates you, if you and I so desire." His words reminded me of Carlise's from many years ago. It seemed like it was so long since I left, when in reality it had only been a few days. "This means I can tell you the true feelings that Alec feels for you."
My heart began to race very fast. Butterflies began to perform a ballet in my stomach. I felt like I was a human girl plucking a daisy in a meadow. My thoughts were constant chants of Does he love me and Does he hate me. Marcus had my heart in his hands, what he told me would either crush it or save it. Instead he did neither. "Alec has not lived an easy life and he does not trust easy. From the beginning of his time, he has had it rough and I will admit that he has it rough now. You could either be the one to save him or cause him to spiral to his doom.
"I care about Alec. He was like a son to Didyme and myself. I would not like to see him fall. But I see that he has tried to push you away. Give him time, Miss Cullen, he will come around. In the meantime, you will have to spend some time with him to please Aro. Please do so," he said in the same voice he had spoken with the whole time. Marcus looked at me before smiling and saying his final words of the conversation. "Oh, and if you need a little help, try making him jealous a bit more with the human boys. He does get extremely protective over you."
I was so shocked and surprised as I began my next idea. I think to myself, human boys won't know what hit them.
Hmmmm, seems like Marcus knows something. Thoughts on his advice or Renesmee's next move? Think about all the questions I wrote up above and please review
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