AN: I do not own the Twi-world, thanks SM for sharing.

Thank for the recent reviews and adds :) I am going through all of the reviews & messages and making a list of requests - I will try to add as many in as possible over the coming chapters. This is the last chapter for 1665, March. I'm kinda nervous about the next batch... Anyway, lets get things wrapped up!

Making Amends

The last time Felix had entered the guard hall, he strode in taking great pride in being cock of the walk. He didn't feel the same self-confidence as he had then, only two evenings prior. For one, with the burning welts in his backside still throbbing with every step, he was struggling to walk.

Desperately trying to avoid eye contact with any of the guards, Felix looked around for Demetri and Alec. Neither were in the tower when he popped back with Aro while he went through the new instructions. New instructions on pain of death ... well, more precisely, on pain of pain. Not quite death, he thought, fortunately. Having spotted his younger brothers, Felix headed over. He didn't get very far.

"Felix!" Magnus called out.

Shit, I have to apologise to Magnus. That was the first instruction... but in here? he thought gloomily. Felix changed his course. Turning to face the new Master of the Guards, he began to trudge over at a human pace.

"Take a seat." Magnus said sternly to the young guard.

Felix actually felt scared. He wasn't sure if Magnus was using his gift to make him feel that way, but he could have taken his fear away if he'd wished and the new master left Felix feeling scared. Felix put his knee onto the seat offered and sort of crouched down, very careful not to actually sit!

They both knew Felix's presence in the guard hall was down to Magnus now and the boy didn't want to fuck this up.

"You have a lot of nerve showing up here, Felix." Magnus said quietly.

Felix looked around, hoping no one else would hear this conversation. "Aro said I could come, as you invited me ... if I apologised. So I am sorry for, y'know." Felix mumbled his rather pathetic apology in a voice only just loud enough for Magnus to hear.

Magnus raised both eyebrows in surprise, "That's it?" he said, clearly disappointed by the boy's disingenuous response. "I think you can do better than that, Felix." Magnus added as he sat up straight.

Felix felt like he was going to be sick. Looking around, he was drawing quite a crowd. No one had moved closer, but activity had ceased and all ears were on the 'private' conversation at the far end of the room.

"Could we go to your chambers, Magnus?" Felix asked, adding, "Please!" as he quickly remembered Aro's warning about showing respect.

"If you wish," Magnus replied as he stood, "I believe you know the way," he added pointedly as he extended a hand to the youth.

Felix completed a second walk of shame past the guards. It was clear to them all from his step that he'd taken a beating recently. Once Magnus joined him outside the guard hall, Felix shuffled along behind him with his eyes trained on the flagstone floor.

"Close the door." Magnus ordered as Felix finally trudged up the steps. Magnus was already sitting on the sofa waiting for him.

Felix obeyed and went to stand in front of the formidable vampire.

"Would you like to try again?" Magnus asked kindly.

Felix watched the elder as he relaxed into his chair. He doesn't look like he's going to punish me for last night ... maybe Aro was wrong, he thought hopefully.

Felix took a deep breath. "I haven't had chance to thank you for taking out Antonio like you did ... " Felix stopped as Magnus started laughing.

"Yes, you have. You've had plenty of time but you decided to attack me instead." Magnus replied, laughing to himself.

Felix laughed nervously, too. He couldn't argue with that. "Well, I am saying it now. Thank you."

Magnus nodded, "You're welcome, young one. Anything else?" he prompted.

"I'm really sorry for going off on you last night. I was drunk, and I was being a dick. It won't happen again. I won't fuck up in the guard hall either ... if you let me in, that is."

Magnus leaned back and crossed his arms across his chest. Using his gift, he could sense that Felix was being honest with him and he was happy with that.

"You can sit down if you wish," he offered politely.

Felix shook his head and kept his eyes on the floor. He could have sworn he was blushing, his shame somehow taking over vampire physiology.

"Why not?" Magnus asked simply. He knew why, obviously, but a bit of humility would do the boy good, he reasoned. Felix merely shrugged. "Aro was hard on you for last night?" Magnus proffered. He wouldn't be surprised if he had of been.

"He was alright ... Eleazar, though!" Felix exhaled slowly, both nerves and embarrassment betraying his voice.

"Eleazar?" Magnus questioned in surprise. Felix nodded, looking deadly serious.

"Aro said I had to submit to your discipline if I chose to go to the guard hall ... " Felix trailed off. Please don't punish me, please, he thought to the giant master of the guards.

Magnus nodded, "You do have a debt going forward, boy. It will need to be paid!"

Felix felt his stomach twist as his nerves got the better of him. He couldn't resist, he knew that – if he didn't submit to Magnus he wouldn't be allowed in the guard hall so he could kiss any chance of a social life goodbye ... not to mention what his father's reaction would be! Aro may be weak today because of how much blood he's lost but that won't last long – he will skin me alive if I fuck this up.

"You understand that the guards are under my control now, yes?" Magnus asked sternly.

"Yes, sir." Felix answered politely. Oh, he knew. Aro had mentioned it about twenty times in the last half hour.

"If you come into MY hall you answer to ME." Magnus jabbed his thumb into his own chest in time with his words as Felix nodded, wide eyed.

"I won't cause you any trouble Magnus ... "

"I imagine Aro has warned you against it, yes?"

Felix nodded in reply.

"You would do well to heed that warning, boy. I told you last night, I won't stand for your irrational outbursts and if they occur on my watch I will deal with you. And then I will drag you to Aro and he, I have no doubt, will deal with you himself. Looking at those stripes on your face I would say he's had a word with you already, yes?"

Felix put a hand to his cheek. The sting had faded and he'd forgotten about the strap to his face Aro had delivered before he went feral and bit his father.

"Yeah, something like that," Felix replied, looking shame-faced. "I won't cause you any trouble Magnus. I just want to join in with the guards again, that's all." Felix implored.

Magnus hoped the boy could stick to his word, though he doubted it, somehow. "Alright then, you are welcome in the guard hall. Just remember I will be watching." Felix beamed.

Magnus was hit with a flood of gratitude and happiness coming from the boy. He didn't want to take the lad's glee away, but, he reasoned, he couldn't have the little prince threatening his status with the other guards.

Clasping his hands across his broad chest, Magnus looked the boy up and down. "Now to settle your debt to me," he said threateningly.

Felix's smile fell from his face immediately. "Magnus please, would you consider giving me extra duties or something, cleaning, anything?" he begged.

"I've already offered you privacy. I don't think you are in a position to ask anything else of me, do you?" Magnus replied, steadfast, as he tapped his knee.

Felix looked wide eyed and gaping mouthed back to the new master. Over your knee! I am a Volturi guard! No, a prince! And you want to put me over your knee like a child?

Magnus couldn't read the boy's mind like his father could, but he could read his emotions with just as much clarity. Anger and shame ... a dangerous mixture, he thought. Magnus crooked a finger to the boy, beckoning him over.

Felix took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself. He was a bit pissed off that Magnus was leaving him to be a victim of his own feelings. You could take this fear away if you chose to, you bastard, he thought angrily, as frustrated tears pricked his eyes. Is going in the guard hall worth this?

Magnus could see the lad's resolve was weakening. Without a moment's notice, Magnus flashed to Felix's side. He didn't plan on being too hard on him, but he felt the process was important to go through ... if only to put Felix off going against him in future.

"Please Magnus, I can't take it, I can't." Felix whined as tears ran freely down his face. If he was going ass-up over Magnus' knee, then obviously his backside would be taking the punishment ... No ... just no, I'm in too much pain already, he thought sadly.

Magnus pulled him along easily and, even with Felix using all his strength, he couldn't match the giant vampire. Magnus sat and moved Felix between his legs, gripping him tightly.

"You can keep fussing but you will only make it worse for yourself, boy."

Yeah, like that made a difference to his attempts to brake Magnus' hold on him. With two hands on Magnus' left leg, Felix resisted being bent over like a child. "You can't do this to me, you can't." he whined.

"The very fact that you are trying to tell me what I can and cannot do now makes this non-negotiable." Magnus told him gruffly whilst still grappling with the boy. "Right then, you have brought this on yourself, young one."

Felix was so horrified he actually stopped struggling, as with one hand Magnus had undone the fastenings on Felix's britches and with the other he had pulled them down to his ankles.

"NO!" Felix roared as he desperately searched for his clothing. Whilst he was distracted, Magnus took the chance to swiftly bend the boy forwards, resulting in his rear-end being up-ended.

That was when Magnus saw the welts across Felix's already well punished backside. He was taken aback by the purple bruising laying in perfect criss-crossed stripes. No wonder he was begging! Jesus Christ, Aro, he thought. Then he remembered what Felix had said about Eleazar. Eleazar? Really? I just can't imagine him doing this.

Felix knew what Magnus was thinking and he tried to right himself whilst the master was distracted.

"Oh no, young one. I still owe you a hiding and you are getting one." Magnus told him resolutely as he shoved him back down.

Felix started crying hard, he knew how painful those welts were when he walked, let alone with being smacked by Magnus' shovel sized hands.

Magnus had no intention of doing that, though. Instead he tipped Felix so far forward that he could almost rest his head on the floor. And then he set to work.

Felix shrieked as Magnus began spanking the top of his legs. He wondered, momentarily, if it would have been less painful to take on his welts! Magnus wouldn't be so cruel though, and he didn't smack as hard as he had first intended to either. As soon as Felix stopped fighting back, Magnus stopped.

"Are you going to try fighting with me again, young one?" he asked. Felix didn't answer, he was sobbing too hard. Magnus sighed deeply before adding one more smack to his well punished legs.

"Fuck!" Felix cursed, "No, no! I won't, I won't!" he finally agreed.

Magnus nodded, as he pulled the boy up. Rather than getting to his feet, Felix collapsed to his knees in a sobbing heap between Magnus' legs. The shame flowing from Felix was palpable for Magnus. Believing the boy had suffered enough, he wrapped his arms around him and drew the emotional charge away. Magnus stiffened slightly as he felt the teenager's broiled emotional state dissipate in his arms, and though he still sobbed softly, Felix eventually relaxed into the masters hold and returned the embrace.

Magnus didn't release him until all his tears had dried up – which took longer than Magnus was expecting. But still, he held the boy until he started to break away. Felix had sought his father's affection after Eleazar had belted him, and though Aro didn't reject him, as such, Eleazar had shooed him out of the door. He needed someone. Both vampires were surprised it was Magnus. When he did pull away, Felix looked shyly to the floor and jumped up to redress himself.

"Come on young one, let's get you a drink." Magnus said kindly.

As they walked back to the guard hall, Felix asked, "So what's going to happen when a guard pisses you off? Someone will you know, at some point." Felix was already back to his casual, jovial self.

Magnus couldn't quite believe the change in the boy who was making his emotional readings spin out of sorts. "That will depend how they piss me off, to be honest. I have keys to the dungeons - I could lock them in a cell for the night. Extra duties. An old-fashioned walloping. Many answers to many issues." Magnus returned easily.

Felix gulped. This is going to be like having an extra dad!