As Phoibe reached Volterra castle the sun was only just beginning to properly set . Phoibe stood at the tall cast iron gates , heaving them open and clasping them shut back behind her . Phoibe glanced around never actually having been past the metal gates before she wanted to savour every moment. There was a small voice in her head telling her to run and never look back and yet there was an even bigger voice in her heart telling her that this was where she should be . It felt like another home . There had always been this voice inside Phoibe's mind that comes and goes as it pleases , the last time she recalled hearing that voice was as a child . As she got older the more odd the things around Phoibe would get. She went to therapists and all sorts of doctors via her uncles request . Nothing was ever found although her uncle Charlie remained positive that she wasn't a normal child , that she was dangerous being only six years of age and capable of the things he thought he had seen . Charlie was adamant he knew what he saw and so when Charlie's daughter Isabella was born , he refused to let Isabella and Phoibe near each other. Charlies actions infuriated his brother Mark that he could treat his own niece in such ways and so he cut all ties to the Swan family and moved his family to the confined walls of Volterra where Phoibe thrived as a child not one person ever disliked Phoibe. She had that personality about her .
Grasping at her head she tried to focus her attention on something other that the voice in her mind, she counted . Counted how many different flowers she could see in the spectacular garden, counted the amount of breaths she would take and last but not least counted down her footsteps. Distractions always did work well . Phoibe soon enough came to two rustic, heavy looking doors ,lifting up the catch Phoibe walked right on in . As soon as she closed the door and turned around there was a young teenage boy with his arms folded across his chest and a scowl across his face . His eyes a piercing red, Phoibe automatically took a large step back. "Why is such a pretty human in here surely theres other places you could be ?" came the boys voice strong and dee although Phoibe would have thought it would sound more child like . " I'm a friend of Gianna she works here, we are supposed to be going out but she said she was running a little late and told me to come here and meet her in the reception but I'm not sure where that is "Phoibe spoke shakily. "hmm we shall see state your name and I shall have someone see if Gianna is indeed expecting you , I really hope she isnt , I could use a pretty thing like you" the boy said smirking . " Phoibe , Phoibe Swan and you are?" Phoibe hinted he knew her name surely it is only fair that she knew his . " Another swan how great just wait a moment" he demanded and in the blink of an eye he was gone .
Phoibe contemplated that she just imagined what had just happened. A voice came from right beside her " It's your lucky day it would seem Gianna is expecting you so if you'll follow me oh and the name is Alec" Alec stated firmly. For the rest of the duration neither being spoke a word. Colours had changed from rustic greys and blacks to a vibrant red and gold , in the far corner Phoibe spotted Gianna. That wasn't all there was a boy with golden eyes sat on a bench beside a long brunette girl who seemed to cling to him like a lifeline . There was a smaller girl beside the brunette again with gold eyes that seemed to follow Phoibe's every move . As Phoibe reached Gianna's side she let out a breath she didnt realise she was holding. Phoibe's head was starting to throb multiple visions flashing before her very eyes and multiple voices she had never heard . A young looking man around Phoibe and Gianna's age came through the door wearing a grey uniform. Phoibe immediately felt faint the noise they all seemed to dull when he entered the room. In a flash he was in front of her , down on one knee clutching Phoibe's hand " Now who might you be? Demetri Volturi at your acquaintance" he spoke softly. Phoibe was in awe at the voice at everything about him really. " I'm Phoibe , Phoibe swan , pleasure to meet you Demetri" Phoibe shakily replied . She didnt miss the heads of the others turn to stare at her. Pulling her hand back by her side Phoibe turned to speak to Gianna but felt her body be pulled back against something hard and cold . " Just where do you think you are walking away to , you are mine , my one and only, my princess stay by my side and you'll never feel hurt, you'll never feel pain . I will give you all you want . It just takes four simple words say it say you'll stay here" Demetri leaded his head in the crook of Phoibe's neck placing light kisses upon her collar bone. Phoibe never felt so scared but so safe at the same time. " Demetri, kindly let my best friend go so we can continue with our plans to celebrate her birthday" Gianna requested with an edge to her voice. Gianna reached her hand towards Phoibe and proceeded to pull her towards the exit. Phoibe took one look back to see Demetri watching her " I will see you soon my princess you can be sure of it "was the last words Phoibe heard before the outside air hit her face. Phoibe had so many questions just one reoccurring one...
what the hell just happened ?