We were welcomed with open arms into Volterra. I wondered just how warm their welcome would be if they knew that for all intents and purposes I was a spy. It's a good thing they didn't then, or our welcome wouldn't have been very warm at all and I would be a crappy spy if they knew I was one.
"Ah Carlisle! How wonderful to see you again!" I could see the falseness and the greed in his eyes, and I'm sure the others did too although my senses were far superior to theirs, they must have managed to make successful debates with themselves for Aro to continue to welcome them so. I congratulated them internally, receiving an odd look from Jasper. I simply waved it off, an unspoken promise to explain later.
He went all along them, shaking their hands and sifting through their lives in mere seconds. It disgusted me, how callous he was about their lives. I knew he would have thrown them away if they did not have Alice Edward and Jasper like toys he no longer liked any more. And if he had them he would use them mercilessly for his own will, bending their will with one of his manipulating vampires. I was almost openly glowering, barely keeping my expressions in check as my mind wandered. I silently thank Jasper as a wave of calm washed over me, but I pushed it away any way, determined to control my emotions on my own. He seemed to understand this, and I was thankful that Jasper had already had his life laid out on the table for Aro's viewing pleasure. I pulled my thought's away from this topic, half thankful for Aro's presence before me.
My head had been bent before in an undeserved sign of respect before. Aro, can now be put into the category of at the very least pedophilically disturbed, a term invented by Alice and I in the Asylum as we attempted to give them a valid reason for imprisoning us there. Aro attempted to tenderly raise my head with his finger with what I'm assuming to be an 'attractive' expression. Physically he looked 60, and I know for a fact he is way way way WAY older than that!
"And what have we here?" he asked of Carlisle. Of course, I was only 'human', I was not worthy to answer for myself. HAH! I was tempted to say a puzzle wrapped in an enigma tied tightly with confusion.
"A human we intend to change after she graduates. She would make a good mate for Edward." he sounded like your average vampire, and for only a second, I hated his guts. Only for a second, and only because he spoke in a fashion the same as all the other bloodsucking mother-fucking… and my thoughts continued in a tangent like this. The vampires that I really hate and burn on a regular basis. While I was thinking of this, and you probably didn't want to hear the rest of my cursing rant on the vampires I hate, a rather long time had passed and I had unwittingly played your average human. Seen and never heard - smelled, drank and worse but never respected.
"She is respectful of her superiors. I like that. I like that a lot." if you had heard the way he said that, you would be extremely disturbed.
I nodded my head as would be expected. It was really an effort to hide my disgust until I could control it.
"Jasper? What does it feel?" Lie you fucker lie! I wont call you a fucker if you do! I don't want to know why he wants to know.
"It feels fear and a profound respect and reverence for you, sir." he said, his southern tendencies slipping through. For a second I hated him for the same reasons as I did Carlisle for mere moments. It was more the way they talked and how they said it that disturbed me. Not them, never them.
Aro seemed very pleased at this, and it served to anger me further. He then proclaimed that I , IT, am to be carted around Volterra and raped. He certainly hinted at it at the very least. I could very literally swear to you I was seeing red. Edward guided me out of the room, as if I couldn't tell where the hell we were headed for, maybe the only door out of here.
Once we were into an empty corridor, Edward acting as if I were a fool, he stopped. I was still seeing red from the way the vampires acted, Cullen or not. So I punched Edward. In my defence, he was the only one there I could punch. It was really all his fault.
As I watched him rub his jaw wincing as he did so with a long and quite noise of 'OW, WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR!'. I instantly realised what I had just done and regretted it. In a moment of insanity, Edward had become a representative for all the bastardly and dastardly vampires.
"Sorry! I didn't mean it!" I plead momentary insanity.
"Sure felt like you meant it." he murmured, obviously forgetting I could hear him.
"well, I didn't." I said, and he jumped a foot in the air, and remembered I could hear him. And I could speak loudly.
"What put you in such a bad mood?" he asked peeved.
"The Volturi, and the annoying lily-livered two-tongued thrice-cursed god-forsaken devil-worshipping soul-stealing mother-fucking -" Edward put his hand over my mouth to stop my ranting, and stopping me from becoming furiouser and furiouser.
"I take it you don't like vampires then." he said with a small chuckle. It seemed a little forced to me.
"Only the ones who fit the description I just gave. And none of you guys fit that bill in any way at all."
"But we have no souls. Vampires are soulless monsters." he murmured heatedly.
I punched him again. "Don't you ever dare say that! How can you say that you have no soul? You care for others, you have regrets, you have selfless emotions, you love and are loved in return by your family and me, THEY have none of those things, do none of those things, so don't ever dare say you have no soul again, it really wont be worth the pain." I said angrily. I calmed down quickly though.
