Part 2 - Chapter 8: Questionnaires
I sat down on one of the library couches really just looking for a distraction. "I'm in a nice mood, Di, so I'll allow you the first question." He whistled slowly. "Your nice mood includes taking down full sized vampires in corridors. Well well well, aren't I just a lucky duck." I snarled at him a bit playfully. He pursed his lips. "Have you actually ever had a memory?" I took my turn pursing my lips. "Depends on what you describe as a memory per se." He scrunched up his eyebrows. "Anything that you would describe as a memory." I sighed very heavily before answering truthfully, "I remember being pierced with a dagger by someone. But that isn't how I died because Carlisle saved me from drowning. And today a voice told me to stay out of trouble. If that qualifies."
He nodded a bit and just kept on flipping. "You, know, you can ask a question." I nodded. "But the deal with that you cannot ask yours until I ask mine. A question for a question, so I'll hold onto mine for an actual inquisition, thank you very much." He sighed before shaking his head playfully. "What special power made you able to join the Volturi?" I really was curious just in case we got into a fight. He chuckled a bit under his breath before reluctantly replying, "Teleportation and what I call mind surfing. Not to mention I'm old as dirt. Older actually. I'm considered Dracula's dad." I laughed despite myself. "Teleportation. That's something. It seems...useful. And yet you've not used it once." He looked down at his book once more. "The Volturi want it kept secret so we can use it as a surprise attack. Wait a minute, that was a question!" I shook my head. "Nope, you offered me the information."
He groaned before plopping down casually beside me. "This one doesn't count, by the way. I need to know. The last time you fed." I scrunched my eyebrows. "Eh, five weeks. I'm pretty good on that cow. Strange seeing one where I was at. Oh well." He cocked his head. "You're a vegetarian? So when was your last human?" Confusion was knit through his voice. "That counts as a question and I've never eaten a human in my entire immortal life." Shock registered on his face. "That is rather impressive. And you caught me again. Dammit." He kicked at the table before noticing my thinking face. "I wonder what you'll ask me." I smiled a bit. "May I give you permission to try your gift on me?"
He seemed curious, but nodded. "Sure. I don't see the harm. Mind surfing, let's go. Open your mind." I let a little hole in my shield through and he seeped in, grabbed my last hunt, and I closed it. "Well, one thing. Interesting." I couldn't respond. My body was suddenly feeling very weak. The burning sensation was back but almost one hundred times worse. When Diomedes put his hand on my shoulder, it hurt even worse. "Lay down. Has this ever happened before?" I blacked out once more to meet another memory.