Carrie's POV

When I woke I was in an unfamiliar room.

The curtains were a red fabric that looked too expensive to belong in my house. I wasn't at home.

Then where was I?

Everything flooded back to me at that moment. The two vampires, the pain and then nothing.

The vampires had kidnapped me. That blonde vampire had an ability that I hadn't learned to defend against. But I will learn.

Since it didn't harm me physically, I realised that it was a mental ability and all I had to do was train my shield to block vampire powers that I would be alright.

I took a deep breath and concentrated on the energy left over from her attack. It was a bright orange energy like fire, it engulfed everything it touched.

I focused on it again and used my shield to push it away. The energy slowly faded from around me and my shield was now prepared to fight against vampire mind tricks.

I focused on the rest of my surroundings and noticed that I was in a four-poster bed with black silk sheets covering me from my feet to my waist.

Then I noticed I wasn't in my clothes. I was wearing to elegant nightgown. The velvet piece of cloth was beautiful but I was uncomfortable knowing those vampires had changed my clothes. I hated those stinking blood suckers, they were ruining my life and I felt the desirable urge to kill them all.

No, that wasn't me, if I killed them I would be nothing but worse than them. They were evil and that was everything I didn't want to be.

I got out of the bed and on the dresser beside me was a note.

Dear Cassie,

We have left you an outfit for you in the closet.

Please be ready by 5:30 tonight.

Yours Sincerely

Aro

The elaborate writing and the words made me want to scream. Aro the bastard. I hated him he was the reason that vampire attacked me at school and the reason I was here. He wanted me to join the Volturi.

He wanted me for my abilities.

Later…

It was 5:30 and I was wearing the red gown I found in the closet.

The colour was blood red and made me shudder in disgust. I hated it, I hated them and I wanted to go home.

The door opened and the tall vampire who attacked me at school entered the room.

He glared at me, clearly angry about when I defeated him the last time we met. I just smirked and glared right back.

He gestured for me to exit the room.

I tossed my hair behind my shoulder and walked out of the room.

The corridor was long and again decorated like the room in red and black. I was starting to think the Volturi needed a makeover. They were seriously lacking in style. Everything was old fashioned, like the vampires who lived here.

The vampire grabbed my arm and started to drag me down the hall.

He ignored my protests at being pulled around like a dog.

We reached a huge door and the vampire turned to me with an evil smirk.

"Time to meet my masters" he said.

And opened the door.