"Abused"
Corin stumbled outside.
And collasped on the grass.
He rolled over on to his back.
He examed his arms.
They were covered in bruises, cuts, and blood.
He sighed.
He traced his fingers along the three long scars on his cheek.
Then he ran his fingers through his bloody blond hair.
He thought of what led to this.
A simple question "Where's Mom?"
His father had flown into fury.
"Don't you ever mention that lieing tramp again!" he shouted.
Then he beat Corin.
That was a year ago.
And everyday Corin's father would beat him.
His father blamed Corin for his mother leaving him.
His father had re-married.
An ugly bitter harpy who would assit his father in beating him.
He would runaway if he could. But he was only 16. No money. No exciprence. No allies.
He was alone.
Whenever he thought of that statement he would shudder "I'm alone"
"I have no control. They control me" he thought. He curled into a defenless ball, whimpering.
He could barely hear footsteps approaching.
He assumed it was on of them. Coming to punish him more.
After all it was the dead of night, who else would come by the tiny farm?
Corin saw feet in front of him.
He looked up.
A woman with raven black hair, and black eyes was looking at him.
She was beautiful beyond belief, and her skin was porclean in the weak moonlight.
She kneeled down next to him "hello" she whispered in her voice like wind chimes "my name is Didyme"
"Corin" Corin whispered, scared. But then again most things scared Corin these days.
"Are you alright" she whispered, concerned.
Corin thought that over for a minute "No" he decided "No, I am not"
Corin noticed that she wasn't breathing.
Now Corin was very scared. More scared then his usual skiddish nature.
"Get away from me" he whispered.
"I'm not going to hurt you" Didyme promised. She was a very sweet woman, and it hurt her feelings that humans were immediatly afraid of her.
"Get away from me" he repeated.
"Honey, I won't hurt you" she promised, growing fustrated.
"Get away from me!" he shouted.
Suddenly Didyme jumped back 50 feet away.
Her face was confused. She didn't mean to move away.
She stood up and tried to approach him again.
"Get away from me" he shouted. Still in the fetal position on the ground.
Once again Didyme found her feet trying to pull her away from the boy.
She struggled against her limbs, moving without her consent.
"Marcus" she called.
Marcus, her beloved, showed up then.
"What is it my dear?" he asked.
Didyme continued walking away from Corin "stop me from walking away" Didyme said.
"Ummm sure" he said confused.
He stood in front of her.
Grabbing her wrists so she couldn't move "What's going on" he asked.
"I tried to approach that boy over there" Didyme explained pointing at Corin "but he told me to leave him alone, and I just started walking away. I didn't want to though"
"Maybe he's gifted" Marcus suggested.
"O Aro would just love that" Didyme gushed.
"Let's go and inform him" Marcus said.
And they both ran into the distance.
Corin sat alone in the grass.
He was shaking, terrified.
The strange creatures word's frightened him.
But he rather face them then go inside and face his father and step-mothers druken rath.
Corin looked up at empty feilds.
He sat there for about a half an hour.
Suddenly 8 figures approached him.
They looked just like the other two. Which were present as well.
Pale white, varying eye colors. From black to red.
And they were all exceptionally beautiful.
"Here he is" Didyme said.
"Him" one man snorted "This is the 'all powerful being?' he's a child. A weak helpless child"
A blonde woman swatted him.
Then a dark haired man spoke up "Santiago" he rebuked "be reasonable. If he could control my dear sister then he must be powerful"
"Yes Aro" Santiago said, bowing his head in defeat.
"Who are you" Corin demanded.
"It speaks" Santiago mumbled.
"I am Aro" Aro said.
"Leave me alone" Corin ordered.
"We don't want to harm you" Aro promised "We want to help you, my dear boy"
"Don't touch me" Corin demanded. Pulling his knees closer to his chest.
Santiago approached him.
He kneeled next to him. He poked the bloody scar on Corin's cheek.
"See" Santiago hissed "He's not powerful, he's not doing anything"
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" Corin snapped.
He wished Santiago would go away.
Suddenly Santiago felt as if someone had pushed him.
He rocketed 10 feet away. Landing on his back. "Who's helpless now" Corin thought bitterly.
"He was asking for it" a young blond woman muttered.
"Very true, Chelsea, very true" a brunette woman said.
"Aro" a fair-haired man said "if you want him, then you better change him soon. . . before he has a chance to stop you"
"Excelent idea, my brother" Aro said.
He bent down and grabbed Corin's hand pulling him to his feet.
Corin's musceles screamed in protest.
Then Aro bit his throat.
Corin screamed and crumpled to the ground again.
His 'family' inside never came to see what he was shouting about.
He screamed alot. They should know. They cause his screams.
Nobody could approach Corin while he burned. He wouldn't let them.
Eventually his father and step mother came looking for him, wanting to abuse him.
The Volturi members killed them on the spot.
Corin didn't try to stop them. . . he enjoyed watching their murders.
When Corin was a vampire his power was to control others. Like they used to control him. He controls them like puppets. Forcing them to do things they don't want to do. Corin would laugh as they struglled against his unbreakable power. Noboby controls Corin anymore.
But Corin still has the three scars on his cheek.
Not even venom, or time had healed his scars.