GPOV continued...
I froze. I knew that I should have taken a defensive stance, ready myself for any possible attack but my body just would not move. I stared at the male vampire in front of me like I had never seen one before. He looked so different from any other vampire I had come across in my existence. He was tall...extremely tall dressed in a long black coat that fell to his shins. Underneath the coat I could see a white shirt, with what looked like ruffles, dating back at least a couple of hundred years. His skin was whiter than anything I had ever seen, making it almost look transparent and even breakable. But it was his eyes that scared me the most. Only once had a seen a vampire with red eyes but they could not compare to the brilliant eyes that looked me over now, like I was his prey. Slowly the vampires tongue came out of his mouth and licked his lips hungrily. Did he think I was human? If he did, then I might have the advantage and be able to distract him enough to get away. I expected him so say something...anything but it was his voice in my head that cause my knees to buckle and for me to fall to the floor in pain.
"So you are the being that I have been sssent to find?" the vampires voice was rough and almost snakelike. The pain coursing through my head was shattering as I bit down on my lip to stop myself from screaming. Slowly, I took deep breaths, trying to focus on blocking out his voice. I pushed myself off of the floor to look him straight in the face. Long black matted hair framed his face like wild thorns.
"I do not know what you mean?" I say, trying to sound as innocent as possible. The vampire laughed loudly, throwing his head back as his chesty laugh echoes around Carlisle's office.
"Really child? You try to fool me?" he chuckled as he began to step towards me. Instinctively I met each of his steps backwards towards the door. His hungry eyes never left my face as he tried to close the distance between us. I knew that once he had closed the gap, there would be no chance of me escaping from here. Hesitantly, I look around Carlisle's office, hoping to see another way out, but there were no windows. I could feel what felt like my heart beating erratically as my breath became laboured.
"Pleasssse child. Do not pretend that you are one of thosssse mere humanssss. You are much more than that! You are a rare gift" The vampire hissed, his eyes searching my face as if he was trying to work out what I was.
"What is your name?" I ask suddenly. If I did manage to escape from him, his name might be useful. Again he laughs before closing the space between us entirely as his cold, paper like hand reaches to my face, stroking softly. It made me feel physically sick. His face moved closer to mine and not wanting any more of his skin to touch me, I turn my head to the side. I feel his cold breath on my neck before he whispers into my ear.
"My name child, is Zanthen" the vampire whispers. Using his hand on my face, he turns my head to look at me properly. I try to keep my face straight.
"You have not heard of me child?" Zanthen asks me with slight awe. Slowly I shake my head receive another earth shattering laugh.
"Well this is a first for me. It's such a shame that they want me to leave you alive" Zanthen frowned as his tongue ran over his lips once more.
"Who are they?"My voice shakes uncontrollably as I ask him. Deep inside me already knew the answer. Zanthen waves his hand in the air, dismissing the importance of the next name.
"Aro sent me to do his errands" he replied. The name I already knew sent another wave of fear through me. I feel my eyes begin to water and no matter how hard I try to control my fear, a stray tear slips down my cheek. Zanthen looks at me with such curiosity, and I can hear his confusion. I take my chance with his hesitation and slowly move my hand to reach for the door handle. I twist the door handle, silently praying for it to open quietly.
"You really are something very rare. Your skin looks so touchable...so warm. And I can hear your blood pumping through your body, though I know that not to be possible. And your tears..." Zanthen's voice lowed to barely a whisper as his finger catches one tear before raising it to his lips to taste.
"...you tears are so delicate. Your beauty is a factor that Aro failed to mention" Zanthen whispers, rubbing his lips with his fingers. In one swift motion, too quick for me to react, Zanthen grabs my shoulders, and with a speed I have never felt turned both of our bodies and pushes me roughly to the opposite wall. I could see that I had managed to open the door; even it was only a small slit.
Zanthen's cold hand rests on my hip as his other hand stokes my face. His body had me flush against the wall and I could feel the cold radiating from him. My skin crawled to have him this close to me. The tears fell freely now. I knew that I would not escape here unharmed.
"You really don't realise how ssspecial you are child. I highly doubt Aro knows you worth...you beauty...but I, I can sssee it from one look...from one tassste" Zanthen's eyes seemed to soften ever slightly.
"Sarcres beauty is nothing in comparison to yours. A speck of dust to your radiating light. I can feel your power, your passion..." Zanthen spoke in awe now as his hand moved from my cheek down to my neck, and onto my chest. I struggle against him but it was like pushing against a brick wall.
"...your warmth...mmm child, you truly are special" he repeated. In my thought I was begging for him to stop. I could see Edwards face and it was the only image that was stopping me from completely losing it.
"What is it you want from me?" I ask, my voice having lost any shred of confidence.
"What I want and what Aro wishes are two completely different matters entirely. Aro's wish is for me to bring you to him. He had heard of your ability to appear human and of course your recent ability to hear our thoughts. He has much planned for you though I dare say, for you it will exceptionally painful" Zanthen spoke louder now and I could see a plan coming together in his head. He was planning on keeping me for himself. My human gagging reflex tried to react, as I heaved and coughed, though nothing came up.
"Hush child. I do not feel that should be your destiny. Your are too perfect...too beautiful to be hidden away. But if I were to save you...if I deceive Aro, you could stand proudly at my side...I would treat you like a queen for eternity" Zanthen whispered, his lips moving closer to mine every second. I couldn't take any more. I shake my head violent, almost knocking heads with him as I struggled.
"NO! NO! NO! There is no way I would ever agree to that! How could I spend eternity with a monster that makes my skin crawl from a single touch? I don't know who the hell Aro is, or who you are for that matter, but there is no way I am going anywhere with you!" I scream at him, using all of my strength to push him away from me. All I had to do was get to the door...that would be a start. I pushed and kicked with everything I had but he was just too strong for me. After ten minutes of continuously trying to free myself from him, I was exhausted. I sank to the floor sobbing.
"Why do you fight me child? I am offering you a life of perfection, of splendours you couldn't even imagine" Zanthen asked from behind me, wrapping both of his arms around my waist as he lifted me off of the floor. I slumped in his arms defeated as he pushed me against the wall once more. His eyes froze on me, a look of confusion and horror spread across his features. I felt the familiar tingling and burning sensation on the side of my neck and I knew instantly what he was looking at. I was bleeding. Not like how a human bled, but I was bleeding none the less.
"Everything about you fascinates me" Zanthen hissed as his mouth slowly moves closer to my neck. With the last ounce of energy I had I try to push him away but as soon as I felt his teeth pierce my neck, I knew I had lost. The pain was only momentarily before a warm pleasure washes through my body. In my head, I knew what was happening was wrong...what I was feeling was wrong, but in those moments I wanted Zanthen. I wanted his cold lips to suck harder. I wanted his teeth to break my skin once more. My body craved him whilst my mind screamed, utterly disgusted with what was happening. Zanthen pulls away, short of breath for a breath moment.
"What are you child?" he asks himself before his teeth sinks into my skin once more. Something crossed with a moan and a sob escapes my lips as I close my eyes and give into the pure pleasure I was feeling.
Neither I nor Zanthen saw or heard the Cullen's entering the room.