Gone With The Wind

I looked up at the round white ball in the sky as the song finished.

I had to apologize to him.

I had to beg for mercy and grovel at his feet.

I had to beg him to forgive me, though I don't deserve it.

I had to let him know I didn't mean it.

But I had to let him know...I was in love with him.

I stood up and turned around determined to find Aro and apologize the living back side off him, only to stop abruptly, my violin crashing to the ground.

There standing before me were two very familiar vampires.

Vladimir and Stephan.

The used to be royal vampires until Aro, Marcus, and Caius attacked their tower and took their throne.

"That was so touching," Vladimir said, placing a hand over his dead heart in mock sadness, his Russian accent clear as day.

I took a step back. They took a step forward.

"What are you two doing here in Italy? Trying to take back your throne?" I mock pouted, "Didn't that just go swell last time?" I have to admit that mocking them was not the greatest tactic.

"We came here as a favor to your parents. They were devastated when you left them for the Italian scum," I held back a growl when Stephan insulted my family, "So they told us to come here and 'collect' you thinking they had brainwashed you."

"I'm not going with you now, or ever so you might as well piss off before they come looking for me," I said bravely even though I just wanted to curl into a ball and cry for Aro to come save me.

Maybe this was my punishment. My sentence for betraying Aro.

"Oh don't worry your little head about that," Stephan said stepping forward even closer to me, "We sent on a false trail. It should keep them busy for a few hours at least."

The last thing I saw was Stephan's hand coming up and grasping my throat. He applied pressure on a nerve and I was gone into the dark.

~7~

I grunted when I woke up. My hands were tied to the wall while my feet were bound together. I started to struggle and squirm, desperate to escape.

I couldn't let them take me back to those blasted Cullen's.

I'd rather die first then see their faces again.

I could feel the sharp tugging in my chest. I was far away from Volterra. Far away from Aro.

I wondered if he realized I was gone yet. I wondered if he even cared or if he was glad I was gone. My heart gave a painful clench at that thought alone.

I could feel the tears building up behind my eyes. I tried to hold them back. I had to stay strong and focused so I could return to Aro.

I looked up when a light suddenly invaded the small dirty room. I looked up to see Vladimir and Stephan in the doorway.

"Oh look Stephan, our little pet is up."

"How exciting,"

I swallowed...hard.

~7~

"Where is she?" Aro screamed hysterical as his guards came back empty handed.

They had realized something was wrong when Leona was gone for over three hours. At first Aro thought she had run away again only to find her broken violin and two other vampire scents in the area.

Vladimir and Stephan.

He was going to kill those Roman bastards if it was the last thing he ever did! He couldn't believe his poor Leona had been kidnapped.

She was too young to fight for herself. She wasn't prepared enough to deal with a situation like this.

If they harmed a single hair on her head, he was going to have Jane have her fun with them for centuries on end.

He threw his wooden carved throne across the room. It landed with a crash as it collided with the table and chairs on the left side of the room.

"Demetri!" he yelled.

Said man appeared in the room within seconds.

"Yes master?"

"Track Leona, I want her found by tomorrow. If not, consider that table," he gestured towards the pile of wood and splinters in the corner, "your head."

Demetri swallowed and nodded and sprinted out of the throne room to begin tracking their lost princess.

Aro let out a low mournful wail as his chest clenched again. Yet another reminder that Leona was gone and in the clutches of two very bitter vampires that held a grudge against them.

He knew he should've killed them when he had the chance.

He knew he was not going to make that same mistake again. As soon as they find Leona he will personally track those bastards down until they were nothing but ash floating in the air.

~7~

"You don't have any plans on handing me to the Cullen's don't you?" I asked them bitterly.

"No," Vladimir said casually leaning against the wall. "We just let then think that so we could get close to you."

"Why me?" I asked, "What am I to them? I'm nothing more than a fascinating hybrid to them. I'm nothing but a guard."

I tried convincing them.

Vladimir shook his head, "I saw what happened in the clearing, when you looked into Aro's eyes. You are Aro's mate."

My eyes widened.

"And if we take away his mate, he'll become crazed with the mating instinct and he'll be at his most weakest."

"And then," Stephan continued, "We'll tear the bastards apart and watch as the Volturi crumble."

I gasped in horror as I imagined them ripping off the heads of my family members. I couldn't let them do this.

I tried to bring forth my gift of mother nature but it failed me. I was too weak. I haven't fed properly in weeks, I was too torn up about my argument with Aro to drink anything.

They laughed as they watched me struggle.