The first vampire

Chapter 7

A/n: New updates, happy aren't ya, so sorry it wasn't earlier, my com at the previous chapter 7 and I had to rewrite it all and it took this long mainly because I twicked many parts again. Anyway I doubt most of you are those hardcore twilight fans, but I still have to warn, I've only read the series once whereas I read the Harry Potter series 21 times and still counting. (Yes, insane but each time I read I learn a new thing.) So I may get the timeline/characters screwed somewhere and I apologize.

Anyway, I have just watched 'Hunger games' and it was quite nice…for a crossover, mainly because when I search here, there doesn't seem to be that many (Yes, I love them soooo very much.) , then I realized that it's a book series so I just wanted to know if any of you had read it and if I should go read it and maybe write about it in the future?

Number of words -A/n: 3,548

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A week later

It was almost time for them to leave; people were getting slightly suspicious that neither of them had seemed to change in appearance for the past few years.

Hesperos stood at the edge of their property, back facing Godric, Sanguini and Eric. In his left hand he held a burning torch. Tonight, Harris, Godric, Seth and Eric were going to die a fiery death, trapped in their home, and by the time the villagers arrived, the house would hopefully be burnt to the ground. Silently, Hesperos threw the torch into the open window and watched as the house burst into flames almost immediately, the glow of the fire made their eyes glitter as they turned and raced into the woods.

Carlisle had been devastated, his friends had perished, their bodies, missing. Although that could be due to the heat of the blaze, he was one of the first who reached the burning house, he could feel the heat from halfway up the path, whatever left of that family would have been turned to ashes, or so he thought.

Despite being traumatized from what he had witness between Godric and Harris a few weeks ago, he could not bring himself to dislike the tall, masculine male nor the slightly shorter than average boy. After all, Harris was so understanding, when he had spilled his secret.


~Carlisle's flashback~

He was curled up in a corner of the barn, his knees drawn up towards his chin, arms wrapped around himself as tears dripped from his eyes. Today was the execution of one of the barmaids, the state she was in, one wonders what they did to her in the prison, Carlisle did not wish to find out, for he knew what goes on down there, his father occasionally brought him down to learn what it is like to be a clergymen.

The execution of witches and the likes leaves a bad taste in his mouth, each time he was forced to experience the execution or the trial of one, he would get nauseous, and could not wait to leave, although he frequently did get nightmares due to that. Standing by and watching as women and a few men were killed cruelly, he hated it but he had kept this fact a secret till Harris came along, knowing that most of the other villagers would prosecute him if they had found out.

'She is innocent!' His mind screamed while he stood silent at her trial, not daring to speak out for her, too scared, too afraid, they said she had cast a spell on the butcher's wife, causing her to pass away under suspicious circumstances. 'She died of sickness, fools!' His mind continued screaming, though not a sound came out from him at the time.

Sobbing, he wondered why he did not have the courage to speak out for the poor lady. Forced to watch as she was hanged, even as they dragged her to the stand, she was crying for someone, anyone to save her. He could not get those sounds out of his mind and he was sure he would not be able to get any sleep for the next few weeks.

He jerked back as he heard the barn doors creaking open. "Carlisle, is that you?" Harris called out, peeking out from behind the doors. He attempted to keep silent although his involuntary sniffles gave his position away.

"Hey…what's wrong?" Harris asked worriedly as he sat beside the crying boy.

"D-did you g-go t-to see t-t-the trials t-today?" Carlisle bit out, hiccupping at every other word.

"The one this afternoon? No, Father needed help in the barn and I volunteered. Was it that bad?" Harris asked curiously, prompting Carlisle to tell him the happenings that afternoon, although he did pause quite a few times to sniffle and try to get his hiccups under control.

"Humans." Harris muttered quietly.

"W-what did you say?" Carlisle wondered, did Harris just say 'humans'?

"It's human nature to be cruel to each other." Harris clarified.

"O-oh…y-you do n-not share t-their views, do you?"

"No. Should I?"

"Of course not!" Carlisle declared, his hiccups getting better now.

"You know, if you had felt guilty about it, you should try and make up for it in the future?" Harris said, looking at Carlisle from the corner of his eye as he leant back on his elbows, stretched out in a relaxed manner. Upon spotting Carlisle's puzzled expression he continued. "A life for a life, you could spend your life trying to help others in need. Like someone who had injured themselves, you could help patch him or her up and such. You're such a compassionate thing."

"I should…thanks." Carlisle whispered.

"It's getting late, I should go." Harris replied as he stood up, "Feel free to stay in here for as long as you want." And with that, Harris left the barn, leaving Carlisle to his thoughts, blushing when he realized that he had hidden in Eric's barn without asking if he could enter.

~End flashback~


100 years later

Carlisle wandered the halls of Volturi Castle, as Aro, Caius and Marcus , were busy having their meal. Along with most of the Volturi guard. A week ago, they had caught wind of his 'vegitarian' diet and were intrigued, thus inviting him to their home. Here, he felt rather like a science exhibit, constantly getting stared at.

An hour later he walked past Demetri and Felix, the two were newly 'recruited' by the Volturi into the guard, newborns were messy eaters, he thought as he spotted the blood stained clothing of the two male. He suppose he was like that once, how easy it had been then to get into a feeding frenzy. He nodded to them in greeting and getting two nods back, they went on their way towards the entrance of the palace. 'Aro must have given them a mission. I wonder which coven it would be today.' Carlisle thought darkly.

It seemed like the Volturi were getting rid of any covens large enough to poise as a threat to them. Or maybe there were those foolish enough to try and create an army all at once. That would be very easy to gain their notice. These thoughts plagued his mind even as he pushed the two grand doors open, but they stopped abruptly when he spotted four other vampires standing in front of Aro, Caius and Marcus. This was a peculiar meeting, the three rulers were not sitting on their thrones, instead they stood in front of the four strangers whose back still faced him, they felt familiar though, like he had seen them before somewhere, or sometime ago.

"Hesperos, Hesperos, how nice it is to see you." Aro said as he extended his hand as though for a handshake.

"I just had to go visit my progeny and his childe, he had such a hard time blending in with the humans you know." Hesperos drawled as he took Aro's hand firmly for just a brief second before withdrawing his hand as he continued, "You may not know their names, Sanguini, Godric and Eric." He gestured towards his companions as they nodded in greeting.

"Oh Carlisle, how nice of you to join us. How was the rabbits?" Aro's voice rang out, laced with fake surprise, although the four vampires did not turn to look at him. They had to have heard him enter, and Aro should have seen him enter, but it was again, Aro and his flair for drama.

"They were…fine, thank you for that." Carlisle twitched, rabbits, or rather, ten rabbits were scampering around in his room a few hours ago, he suppose that was Aro's way of providing food for him, but really, did he have to get rabbits?

"The sun would be rising soon, Aro, my progenies and I would like to have a rest." Hesperos cut in, staring intensely at Aro before his eyelids closed briefly as he smiled.

"Oh of course, I must have forgotten! I hope the accommodations are to your liking." Two Volturi guards, with their hoods up to cover their identity, lead the group out, presumably to their quarters.


Carlisle was surprised though, Aro did not get enraged when their conversation was interrupted. This bodes thought along with the familiarity he felt just by hearing the voice of Hesperos and looking at their backs. He merely stared blankly at Aro as he continued talking, tuning him out as he immersed himself into his thoughts. Soon though, Aro dismissed him, and he went on his way towards his own quarters. Once in, he kicked his shoes off as he laid on the bed, propped up against the cushioned headboard with his eyes closed, he finds that it was easier to think about things this way.

'Where have I seen them before…' As faded voices entered his mind followed by a very blurred image of someone. "You're too compassionate….It is human nature….Witch hunts?...You're a great friend, Carlisle." Soon the image focused although still slightly blurry, it changed to what seems to be, a meadow with two figures entwined with each other. Carlisle's eyes jerked open, his lips parted slightly. "Harris!"


Meanwhile on the other side of the palace, Hesperos, Godric, Sanguini and Eric parted to their respective rooms, or rather, Sanguini and Eric parted from Hesperos and Godric, whom had decided to share a room, due to the lack of space of course. Naturally, none of their rooms consist of any windows at all, all decorated to suit the current fashion of that time. Hesperos stripped as soon as he stepped into the bedroom, approaching the large wardrobe, he took out a pair of white silk pants and slid it on, despite Godric's open mouthed look. "Yes? I do not like sleeping in those stuffy clothes, you should know that." Hesperos said with a smirk, his head tilted to the side slightly, just enough for his eyes to bore into Godric's. And indeed Godric did, after all he lived with his maker for a great many years, but still, a shirtless almost naked Hesperos always left him staring, if he was human, his blood would rush up to his face, and also rush down to somewhere else. No wait, it had already done so, but let us not get into that shall we?

Two minutes later, Godric too had changed into a more comfortable outfit and slithered under the sheets, it was much too late for him to do anything else really, regardless of him wanting to jump his maker previously. Before long, he felt arms slide over his torso and a leg over his own. Hesperos was a snuggle addict before and still is. Sighing in contentment, Godric turned to his side and shifted closer to his maker as he fell asleep.


Demetri and Felix sped across a great distance, currently; they were passing through a vast forest area. Pausing only to rest in a cave nearby. Demetri looked towards the horizon just visible though the thick forage, "It'll be day soon, Felix." He muttered. "We must hurry. If we took too long, Aro will be very suspicious." Felix replied as they stood and continued on their way. "Say, do you ever regret…you know." Demetri whispered as Felix looked at him momentarily before the corner of his lips twitched up in a smile. "You and I both know that none of us ever did regret taking this up."


They had trained, and trained hard they had for the past years. Adapting themselves to sleep much, much later than they were thought capable to be able to. They trained on their free time as well, no one else interfered unless they specifically asked for assistance. A vampire's pride is second to their progeny or mate, or that was true to most. Demetri and Felix both tried staying up an hour after sunrise, only to get the bleeds and the increasing urge to lay and sleep. A few years past, two more hours they could cope with.

A hundred years had gone by and now, staying up till the sunset was no problem to them, but it comes at a large price. Their hunger tripled if they do, their speed decreased, senses muted slightly, just higher than a regular human.

And to Felix's disgust, they actually would develop eye bags which to Felix, whose appearance means the world to him, would probably had made him give up the mission, if not for his lesser known gift of creating illusions, which have to be tied to something to work. Thus explaining the gold locket he wore around his neck but most just thought he was stronger than the rest. No, he just exercised more when he was human, being the son of a blacksmith and all, having to carry those large weapons and metals from one end of the city to the other.


Demetri on the other-hand, did not have the build of Felix, standing a whole two inch or three shorter than Felix, his strength came in his tracking abilities most thought he locked onto the minds of his target and tracked them through that. He felt appalled, how insulting, he had once thought. That would be cheating, wouldn't it?

A huntsman like him never use underhand means to track their prey, no. Instead, his sense of smell, sight and his memory differ vastly from the others. Most vampires, after a certain age would start forgetting things from their long past, not totally forget, mind you, just not notice the small details of things like the scent in the air, the small animal footprint on the ground 500 years ago, but Demetri remembers them all. Nothing escapes his notice.

Which scares him at times, what if he lost his maker or his blood brothers, or Felix, his….brother in all, he suppose although they do not share the same sire. He would remember them forever, every single detail. He was certain if that happened, he would go insane and why did he not include Hesperos? Well, he didn't think Hesperos could die no matter what.

He still had that hero worship towards Hesperos, like a child. At his age, he supposed he had all the excuse to act like one. He had the attention span of one too, distracted by a butterfly even though he was aware of everything in his sight, say one give him a room filled with furniture, his focus would dart to each and every single furniture till he had them all down to memory, their scent, texture, design, the amount of dust in the air, which drives Felix insane at times, especially during the times when he was talking to Demetri, he would go "Butterfly!" or something like that and cut into his rant about this or the other, as Demetri had spotted one a hundred or so meters away from them.


"Remember when Aro briefed us?" Felix questioned his partner as the scenery blurred as they ran.

"Find the immortal children and finish them off. Could he be more cruel?" Demetri muttered softly.

"Wonder what Vincent would say about that, I mean he does look like he aged five years instead of ten." Felix chuckled.

"Don't let him hear you say that. He can take you down faster than you can blink despite your size." Demetri shot back although while smiling.

"Well, at least I'm bigger than you." Felix jabbed, knowing full well that Demetri still thinks that he needs more muscle.

"At least I'm big where it counts." Demetri replied, never pausing.

"…That hurts and you know I'm big everywhere." Felix replied, pouting.

"You just glamour to cover up your size, we all know you're puny there." Demetri had to say.

"Hey! You've seen it so quit pretending." Felix muttered and threw a pebble at Demetri, who promptly dodged it.

"Do you actually think that there would be infants there?" Demetri changed the topic as they approach their destination.

"Whoever turned them must be some sick bas-" Felix had to say before he was cut off by Demetri's palm over his mouth.

"Do you hear that? Of course you don't. Let's go, it's just about another mile or so." Demetri warned as they continued, darting from alley to alley, they no longer had the forest shade to protect them from the sun and thus they had to use what was available.

"...Even newborns weren't as messy as this." Felix muttered, before them laid bodies after bodies of human, the townsmen, he supposed, all laying along the ground, some even laying on top of another all with blood pooling around them and splattered the red liquid as well.

"There." Demetri jabbed his thumb towards a small silhouette, Felix could barely see it, although he could make out what it was. "…A child…"

"An immortal child, he has to be three or so. We might have to take him down." Demetri murmured.

"It would be best before Jane gets here, we all know Aro sends her to quicken things up, she does have quite the sadistic streak, playing with her prey and all." Felix replied.

"Too late, I hear them, they are half a mile away, getting closer each second. Let's get this act up and running." Demetri replied while shaking his head a split second later, they both sped towards the nearest alley near the child, and of course they would reach him after Jane and Alec did. The child was torn to pieces and in a pile of burning flames.

"That was ours." Demetri growled, enraged, but the rage did not come from the steal, it was from the murder of a child, no matter how vicious the child may have been.

"You both were too late." Jane grinned smugly.

"Actually, we were early, the both of you left three hours before we did. We arrived and midway up this street here, Demetri heard you both, half a mile away." Felix jabbed.

Jane's eyes flashed as she looked to Felix, fully prepared to torture him for his insult however, she was stopped by her brother who had placed his hand on her shoulder. "Don't do it, Jane, Aro will be furious." And she did calm slightly. "Alright, you both get to search this area while me and Alec go over there. Call us if anything happens, clear?"

Felix and Demetri both nodded and as soon as they were out of hearing range Felix muttered "Like being Aro's favorite gives her power over us, we're older than them!"

"They do not know that, come on, we have to do some searching. I smelled something." Demetri replied as they drifted from shade to shade. In one of the houses, they spotted four females huddled in a corner. "Well, well, what do we have here?" Felix said in a dark voice. The middle woman had her arms around another three year old boy. "Immortal child." Felix continued as he stared down at the child, who was cowering in fear, trying to squeeze closer to his 'mother'.

"Felix, stop scaring them." Demetri scolded as he lifted his head slightly, like a cat who had heard something interesting. "Aro is coming." He warned.

"How far?" Felix turned to look at Demetri questioningly.

"Two miles, the wind blew his scent in." Demetri said after he breathed deeply again.

"What are your names, and hurry!" Felix turned back to look at the females.

"T-Tanya, I-Irina, K-Kate, S-Sasha a-and V-Vasilii." The strawberry blonde one replied shakily.

"Go to England, find the closest vampire at night tell him to take you to Vincent, say Felix sent you. Repeat." Felix ordered hurriedly.

"Go to E-England, f-find V-Vincent. F-Felix sent u-us." Tanya repeated as Felix pointed towards the door. "Run, and run faster than you ever did."

"In the south-west direction." Demetri added and they were gone, had taken off running.


Felix walked over to the door, closed it and kept his fingers on it briefly before letting it go. Not a second after Felix backed away from the door, it swung open, revealing Aro who had brought Carlisle with him. "Where are they?" He hissed at Felix, looking into his eyes as Felix and Demetri parted to reveal the five vampires. The vampires were dragged out and were forced to watch as their maker and brother were slaughtered and burnt.

Aro and the others quickly left, leaving Demetri and Felix behind to clean up. "How ever did you know they will enter through the door?" Demetri questioned his comrade, his head tilted slightly.

"The door was in the North-east direction." Felix smirked as Demetri returned a smile. "Clever." As the burning pile of body parts in front of them and the three remaining vampires disappeared like ashes in the wind. "You think they'd make it to Vincent?" Demetri asked again after a few seconds of silence.

"Hopefully. I did put one on them should they be caught they wouldn't remember us." Felix murmured, shrugging.

"Oh, what's the trigger?"

"Aro's nose."

"You didn't put one on them, you put one on him!" Demetri laughed boisterously.

"Indeed. Let's go sleep." Felix replied as the laughter fade off into the empty street as the sun slowly crept towards the middle of the sky.


A/n: This brings us to the end of this chapter. I hoped you all had enjoyed it!
And as usual, I would like to thank these people:

BengalDarknessTiger, Evi15, xDarklightx, Firehedgehog, Hierran, TheDevilInDisguise, Paddy Gurl, Vaughn Tyler, mabidiso, sanityisgone, Alec McDowell, exaigon, leobutler, lightsoul34, Kaylen Cooper, TheLovelessRose, NewBlueTrue, Janelly Slytherin, Make war not is fun, blackinky, bookworm0902, HeidiFox, 107602, The View From Up Here, Beautiful Disaster777, Conpeki, lilnudger82.

I would like to trap a certain 2 plot bunnies that are bouncing around waiting for me to pay attention to them, but I can't...I have to finish these three stories first! Go 'way bunnies! D:

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