Title: The Angel of the Volturi
Author: Nana Suzuki
Disclaimer: I don't own the Twilight characters, only my OC's!
A/N: So I just introduced Matthew! Cute, isn't he? A little dependent on our Arien but oh well...I think I might not be able to update as much with some stuff going around, ya know, family drama and such. But no worries! This is an extra long chapter and will answer to everyone's question:Does Arien have a mate? Just to remind you all, I'll be posting up pictures of my OC's on my profile just so you guys can see what they look like. Yeah, I know, they're Asian, blah blah blah, I just have a thing for Asian guys! If you recognize them, they're from popular Korean bands or solo artist. They just fit with my character so...anyways, read on!
Arien's POV
I was born in a high class family of nobles in a small village in Asia. Born in a family of boys, I was the youngest and spoiled by my parents and brothers. But amazingly, I still retained my kindness and care for others. I lived a very fortunate life, filled with expensive clothing and objects brought from faraway lands that my brothers traveled to on their journeys. Our family estate stretched from the fields that our slaves worked in to the far mountains that surrounding our areas. I was already beautiful as a child and that beauty grew as I got older.
My parents, seeing that I was catching attention from the other nobles in the area, desperately protect me from any possible suitors until I fall in love. Unlike the arranged marriages the other noble daughters got, my parents fell in love and got married when they were in their late teens. They had the idea that they would wait for me to fall in love so that I can experience the love they shared with each other. My mother trained me in all the arts ranging from singing to dancing to learning how to wield a sword. I excelled in all of them, having a gift to completely master the skills within a few months.
Despite the protection of my parents, I mostly wandered out of the estate to watch the slaves working the fields or the villagers. The slaves welcomed my presence for they enjoyed telling me about their stories from back home. The villagers greeted me happily as I played with the children, taking them off the parent's shoulders for a few hours. I would always come home dirty and my clothes torn with my mother scolding me but with a small smile adorning her face.
By the age of eighteen, I was already in full bloom and at an eligible age to marry. My parents could do nothing but reluctantly accept suitor's plea for a courtship. I was courted by many but most broke away saying I was too "free" or "not wife material". I couldn't blame them. I loved the outside, the wind brushing through my face as I ran with the children in the village through the lush green fields. But only one man stayed. He was the son of a wealthy trader and had given me large trinkets like emerald necklaces and earrings that I wore on our outings. With long black hair that was tied in a low ponytail and soft, kind brown eyes, I fell in love and we were set to get married in a month. He was compassionate, understanding, and most of all kind to everyone.
Happy that I finally fell in love, my parents threw almost all of their money on a lavish wedding filled with expensive silk and jewelry from all over the land, making sure I was going to be the most beautiful bride in Asia. I was happy with my fiance. We went on walks around the village together, went to see the plays and festivals around the neighboring villages, and even went to private dinners together. He even got along so well with the villagers, greeting them and talking to some as though as if they were friends. We would be perfect together, him and I like yin and yang. But I never knew he was putting up a front.
I was walking home from a friends house when I heard whimpers and grunts from an alley. Peeking around the edge, I covered my mouth in a silent gasp. There, I saw my fiance kissing another woman whose clothes were half off of her. Her moans and his grunts echoed in the alley as I watched, my heart slowly being covered in ice as the anger and hurt began to boil up within me. Standing no more, I made my appearance known, creating a shadow over them.
"Having fun?"I asked, my voice cold. My fiance froze and the woman took a sharp gasp, seeing who it was. It was no secret among the village of who my fiance, now ex-fiance, was engaged to. Pushing himself off from the woman as she hurriedly fixed her clothes, he attempted to explain.
"Do you really think that explaining would help? I saw it. ALL of it."I whispered, my eyes narrowing. The woman looked scared, glancing at me before looking away from the pure hatred in my eyes.
"And then I thought: What should I do?"I said softly, my voice being the only sound made. My fiance was frozen, his eyes only holding fear.
"I decided this:We. Are. Finished."I announced, turning on my feet before walking down the empty street, leaving the two in the alley. My tears finally dripped down my face as I walked to the entrance of my home. Walking past the guards, who cautiously said their greetings as they saw my tears, I wiped away my tears when I neared my parents who were taking their daily walk around the garden.
"Mother, Father. Cancel the wedding. We have separated." I ordered, before turning away from my shocked parents and stomped back to my room. Softly closing my doors, I let out my tears silently, them coming faster and faster down my face. I cried the night away, silent tears dripping from my red eyes as I thought of my fiance and that woman together. My parents canceled the wedding, shocking everyone in the village and everyone in the neighboring villages who had sent their presents in honor of the wedding. With apologies, my parents sent back everyone their gifts and turned to making me cheerful again. My ex-fiance left the village the next week, taking a woman that covered her face with a shawl out as well.
My family tried everything they could from having the children of the villages visit me to taking me to my favorite places in order to make me happy again. Even the slaves had tried to cheer me up with new stories they had created. But I sat by the window of my room, a shell of what I used to be, as I stared solemnly at the outside. My beauty still shone, even with the sadness carved into my face. Three months past and still no smile came upon my face. Slowly my family members began to give up on me and went back to their regular activities.
I was sitting in my usual spot near the window when the door to my room opened. Thinking it was a servant, I merely continued my activity of staring out the window when I felt someone standing closely behind me. Turning around, I saw the most beautiful man standing before me. His skin was pale white, almost as white as the moon and his red eyes were blazing red like blood spilled from a cut.
"Who are you?"I asked quietly, observing his appearance. Along with his beautiful features, he wore an expensive silk robe, decorating with dragons and gold ornaments. He was definitely not a noble but he wasn't that much higher than a lord. He didn't answer, his eyes staring into mine.
"You're beautiful."he spoke, his voice sounding like bells. I blinked a bit, dazed, only to stumbled back when he was closer than before.
"So beautiful..."he trailed off, raising his hand to brush his hand across my cheek. I shivered from his cold skin, wondering a bit about how his skin can be than cold when it was still summer. I jumped when he wrapped one of his cold hands around my wrist, tightening a bit. With the other hand, he covered my mouth and I began to kick and tried to rip my hands from his.
"I'm so sorry."he whispered in my ear as I began to struggled more when his mouth came closer and closer to my neck. I felt a sharp pain on my neck, only for something burning to spread around my body. I began to writhe and kick even harder but it was fruitless as he continued to spread whatever he was spreading in my body. My eyes began to drop despite the pain beginning to burn me from the inside. Seeing his face twist into a apologetic expression, I blacked out. I dreamed of nothing for who knows how long. Only the pain kept me knowing that I was still alive.
When I finally awoke, I opened my eyes to a new world. I was able to see everything. I was residing in a cave but I could see every layer of a rock like a defined picture. The man who had come into my room that night was sitting next to me, only to smile when he saw I had awoken.
"Where am I? What did you do to me? What happened?"This all came out rushed from my mouth as I scrambled out of the makeshift bed he made. Amazingly, I saw from my view sitting on the bed only to end up on the other side of the cave within a second. The man raised his hands in a calm gesture and I glanced everywhere for an escape.
"Calm down, young one. I mean you no harm. I will explain everything."he said, calmly.I allowed myself to calm down before letting him explain what had happened. I froze when I heard him say that I was now a vampire. He explained that he had been watching me since I was young, seeing me playing in the gardens with my servants till now. He had seen me cry about the cheating of my fiance and decided that was the time to change me for he fell in love with the purity I held from young to adulthood.
"But where is my family? The villager? The slaves? The children?"I asked, panicking. He hesitated before telling me. My body froze as he told me that the family I grew up with, the villagers that were like family, the slaves that were my friends, the children whom I adored, the entire village was dead. Apparently, after changing me, he was seen by a maid who had alerted the guards. Having no choice and seeing that he was to be exposed, he massacred the entire village that night I had been changed. When he finished, I launched myself at him, having nothing but thoughts of killing him. Grabbing his head, I ripped it off before dismembering the rest. I thought of nothing but satisfaction when his body was dismembered. Still in my rage, I lit up the body parts, remembering the stories I heard from the slaves of how to get rid of a bloodsucker. I froze. I was a bloodsucker. A vampire. The monster that everyone was afraid of. I was a monster.