Author's Note
I do not own Twilight.
They tried Aro first. It seemed the most logical choice. Currently, he was skulking around one of the lower levels of the castle, sulking even weeks after being driven away by the Cullens and their collection of mongrols.
He hissed and snarled at them the first time they approached, so they left and came back with a human as a peace offering.
"We brought you something," Alec said hopefully as they shoved the young man onto the stone floor. He was babbling in Italian even with his senses shut down. Jane had already tried torturing him, but that had only made him scream louder.
Aro snarled. "What do you two want?"
"Aren't we allowed to come and see you?" Jane asked.
"Not without wanting something." Aro eyed the man on the ground. "And especially not when you come bearing gifts."
Parents weren't meant to look at them like that, Alec was sure of it. Still, he pressed ahead, if only for Jane's sake. "Can we call you dad?"
"What? No! Why would you want that?"
"You always said we were a family," Jane said.
"And we are! But not the kind of family where you may call me dad."
Not a family at all, they thought as they walked away from the lower levels.
Back to the drawing board it was.