Authors Note: Thank you for all of the support so far! I'll try and update weekly. I realized that I accidentally left out the outline of Amaryllis's powers so I edited the first chapter's character bio. Feel free to check it out!

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Amaryllis's P.O.V

I woke up to the blaring sound of my phone. The hangover from last night left me groggy and spent. My mouth was dry from dehydration and my hair was a tangled mess around my head. Groaning, I reached for my phone and picked up.

"Hello?" I sounded like I had smoked 10 packs of cigarettes a day for 40 years.

"Is this Amaryllis that I'm talking too? I believe I got the number right, but she was drunk when she wrote it down so I may have called the wrong person." It had to be Aro. Even through the phone his voice was angelic. My heart beat pounded and my cheeks heated up. I shot up in my bed, waking up Space Junk who was asleep between my legs.

"Aro? You actually have a phone?" I patted my hair down in an attempt to look presentable…which I quickly realized made no sense. He can't see me through the phone. Man I'm an idiot.

"I didn't see much use for a personal phone before, but after your lovely letter, it seemed best to get one. You know, I'm not as technologically challenged as you believe. Is this a good time to call? It should be about 6am your time correct?" There was humor in his voice. His pleasant mood seemed to radiate through the phone and work its way into my bones. That did nothing to calm my rising embarrassment though.

I didn't remember much at all from the night with the tan guy, but a day or so later, Melody relayed a message to me from him that the letter was sent. There was no one else I would've written a letter too other than the three monsters living across the world. At first when Melody mentioned it I freaked out, but I convinced myself that in my drunken state, there was no way the letter would get to them. I probably misspelled everything so it was very possible that the letter would just get lost in the mail forever. Apparently I was wrong.

Without thinking, I groaned out, "Oh dear God, what did I say in that letter?" His chuckle echoed in my ears tauntingly.

"Well, let me just get it here." He read to me word per word what I had said to him and his brothers, making sure to note every time I made a grammatical error. I covered the bottom part of my phone to let out a near scream. Oh this was bad. Very, very bad. "Needless to say, your words upset Caius. He, now more than ever, is petitioning your demise. I admit, the brazen insults unnerve me as well. I don't care to be disrespected or spoken to in such a way. The punishments for you are quickly piling up."

I chugged my water bottle in an attempt to clear my throat. "I told you to never bother me again."

"Yes, well you bothered us first and practically begged us to contact you. I couldn't just ignore the underlining pleas of my flower." I could feel my pale face turning into a tomato. That bastard is freaking gloating, but I quickly realized that there was no point in dragging it out by trying to deny the truth. I was begging for their attention. It was pathetic and embarrassing which only added to my venom behind my words in the note. The meaning in my words will probably take awhile to sink into Caius's mind because I had pissed him off, but it's a no brainer that Aro and Marcus were capable to read between the lines.

"So….what now?" I asked in earnest. I honestly had no clue what to do. It was glaringly obvious that I can't just pretend they don't exist for the rest of eternity- in the course of nearly a month I've been reduced to a drunken zombie. After a couple moments of silence, he responded.

"Hmmm, I think it is fair to say that we are all tired of rejecting the bond. My brothers and I can go retrieve you in a couple days. Caius might be the most cross with you, understandably, but I'm sure we can…"

"No," I cut him off. "Firstly, what the hell do you mean about Caius having the right to be upset?" Anger brought me down from the daze and sharpened my thoughts.

"Well, you did mate with another. We all couldn't help but notice the glaring differences between that man and us," anger seeped through his tones.

"Are you fucking kidding me? You're such a misogynistic asshole. So it's okay that you two messed around with your wives and then two humans, but the one time I fuck someone else, it's too much for you? I'm in the wrong? You two deserved much worse than whatever pain you felt. I had to sit through school with that pain- function with that pain. It was like I was walking around while on fire! I understand sleeping with your wives, although I hate that you two probably refrained from telling them the truth, but what the fuck about the humans? So I'm not the only human you want to get your kicks off of huh? What, are those two your second favorites for when your wives are sick of you?"

"You belong to us!" His voice boomed which made me jump in fear. I haven't yet witnessed him yell in anger and was thankful that he didn't see my reaction. "You had us look weak I front of an enemy and weak in front of our guard. You betrayed our bond by sleeping with that disgusting boy. You WILL be punished for your transgressions. If another man so much as lays a finger on you before we arrive, I will ensure you both suffer at my hands," he continued, "We will come pick you up regardless of if you're willing. You have two days to pack." Then he hung up.

I sat there, reeling in what just happened. The master of manipulation and control just snapped and sounded like the ever demanding Caius. Fear was still a cool tingle, but it was slowly fading and being replaced with fury and calculation. This proved that he was suffering as well- which also meant that he was sensitive. Going in with a hot temper will most likely get me beaten or thrown in a jail type thing- whatever his cruel mind comes up with. It also meant that he's not bluffing about the threats he's made. He has the full intentions of dragging me by my hair back to Italy.

I shivered at the idea of being locked away, only getting food occasionally but mainly being tortured and raped. Running from the situation wasn't a good idea since they would inevitably find me. I needed to play nice- maybe I could get Marcus on the phone? No, probably not. Even if I did, Aro and Caius would have him outnumbered and Aro was the one with the final say anyways. I sighed.

Aro was used to being in control and he's is extremely old fashioned. Ugh, he's going to half to change his tune if he plans on a relationship, but for now I think I'll need to suck it up and deal. I need to get him to agree to let me stay here. I looked around my rustic red room designed to my tastes when my eyes landed on a fanciful picture frame that my daughter and her dad, Ezra, worked to create.

It had an abstract look of a cluster of different frames put together. On the ridges each frame held a precious picture of people in the group. We were a rag tag type of family, but we were mostly close. Then the few frames towards the center were of Ezra, me, and Lilith. Her bright smile with slightly crooked teeth made me smile despite the situation. Her bubbly personality stole the show in all the pictures she was in.

She already looked to be 8 or so in the photos- she was growing at a much slower rate than I had. The last photo I had received was from a couple months ago. It was sent from Meredith and Jackson, my pretend parents. I have no idea where they were and they didn't offer any information about my daughter. She looks to be about 11 or 12 now. Ezra must have took the picture since it was an extremely artistic and beautiful shot. She had a red knitted cap on that barely contained her mess of silky, near black hair. Snow fell around her in feathery wisps- the white highlighting the bright colors of her form. Her dark blue eyes were framed by long, dark lashes. The high quality camera caught every crisp detail with precision. It was heart wrenching to miss any part of her growing up.

If I left this house now, than I wouldn't be able to be found by Meredith. I can't very well update her on my address. My daughter removed all mind links when I left and Meredith and her husband were vampire-wolf mixtures that were nomads. They really don't stay in a place for long. What if someone needs to contact me? I can't up and leave.

With a deep breath I dialed up the number Aro called me with. It fully rang out 10 or so times, but I persisted. Apparently I annoyed him enough to answer.

"What?" His tone was clipped. Obviously the 15 or so minutes wasn't enough to calm him down.

"I'm sorry I upset you earlier. I was hoping we could try that conversation again." I tried to keep my tone apologetic but light. After a few minutes of silence I checked my phone to see if he had hung up on me again.

"You will not talk me out of retrieving you, although I do appreciate your change of tone." Damnit, of course he would call me out immediately.

"Aro, please. I'm fine with visits, but please don't take me up there. I'm willing to give the relationship a chance but it's extremely important for me to stay here for right now. It's the only way my daughter will have a chance to contact me if she needs me. We can get to know each other over the phone or through video chat. It will mean so much to me. Please." I was able to keep my voice from getting too emotional, but I'm sure he caught the desperation. Again there was a pregnant pause that was accompanied by a sigh.

"We'll come visit in a couple days and talk then." Then more silence. I was honestly shocked that he had yet to rub it in my face that I was basically begging.

"Okay, please really consider it. Wouldn't it be better to have me willingly instead of locking me away somewhere? I would fight you at every turn which at some point would get old- not to mention that someday I would snap which would greatly hurt both parties. Don't be irrational like Caius, that's just the fatigue wearing you down. You're a maniacal mastermind. Surely you can see the benefits of working with me as opposed to dragging me away." To my dismay he chuckled.

"Your quite the manipulator when you wish to be, but Caius doesn't seem to find your argument persuasive. He thinks it would be rather arousing to have you locked away where no one but us can look upon or touch you. As much as the idea appeals to me, it would be ideal for you to come willingly. Ah, there is much for me and my brother's to discuss about the matter, but we will consider both options seriously I assure you. Goodbye my sweet flower. I look forward to seeing you."

I wasn't expecting that Aro would accept the call right in front of Caius and Marcus. Damn it, Caius is going to go berserk at my statement. "I look forward to seeing you too," I managed to make out. The phone line ended and my heart was in my throat at the idea of seeing them again. What can I do if they decide to just take me away? The Cullen's won't get into a fight over this-and if I rebelled it would be a fight- and I don't want to bring in my group to fight the Volturi. We've lost too much to the other scientists out there, I can't thrust another large enemy on them.

….Actually. If I can manipulate the kings to work with me, maybe after a while I can use them to protect my group. I sighed and finally got out of bed. That would be the best case scenario. Although the experiments from those scientists would be hard to take down, the Volturi is a menacing group. It would be like sicking a Rottweiler on a bunch of Chihuahuas. Problem is that if Aro knew about the experiments, he would twist it to his advantage to create his own army. He doesn't care about anyone or anything. Only himself and power.

I got ready for the day in a rush and then got in my car to go to the Cullens. At this point I stopped caring about how me asking questions about the kings might look to the Cullens. I need to find out more about these men so I can fully assess my chances of persuading them and who better to go to than Carlisle?