Part 1: Early Life of Didyme Tressa del Velius
Chalicess, Greece 944-953, B.C
As promised Didyme grew up beautifully full of happiness, and spreading joy to the village with just a smile. Few villagers would stop their daily task to ask her for a smile, just to see if it could make their days better.
People knew she would have to be married soon and that Alexandria would only let Didyme wed a wealthy man to make children who would become the same.
Therefore, young Didyme preferred to keep her, 'head in the clouds', she knew that she was expected to marry well, but all she wanted was true love just like her parent had.
She often thought of her perfect husband and family.
She imaged her husband as a very handsome man with a dark and mysterious aura. He'd have a long, slender frame, with a face that would match, a cute crooked nose (being too perfect was unsettling) with hair as dark as ink and light brown knew his eyes would be his best feature; they'd showing basic emotions until you look deeper.
See him as a scholar, someone to have a stimulating conversation with on the theories of Dawud Ibn Khalaf, saw an intelligent man. Giving that with intelligence comes with having the tendency to be cunning; when need be. *
Thinking of how her Father was with her, she pictured him gentle. A man to show love to her and their children, ready and willing to make their simplest wish come true, whether be a horseback ride or getting an extra sweet treat.
Not a liking the thought of a pushover, he would be stern when called for, but not abusive, by not beating the children for a simple mistake, just reprimand them, by using his word. He would spank them as punishment if the acts were just.
To conclude her ideal husband, Didyme saw him as someone who would indulge sometimes. Always wanting to end the day sitting by the fireplace and reading with her, telling each other about there day, knowing the simplest pleasures would be treasured.
However, Alexandria did not believe that anyone should marry for love, but for power.
Having been "sold" to her form husband as a way for her family to attain more wealth. Alexandria would constantly force her ways of being a "proper wife" onto Didyme.
Alexandria believed her method was ideal and if Didyme didn't learn she would forever be alone.
Each lesson was centered on the basic necessities a housewife, ranging from cooking and cleaning to bedroom duties and away making herself presentable.
Which Alexandria swore that Didyme must know to please her husband. After many failed lessons where Didyme would " have tantrums" and ran away to her Father because she was uncountable, frustration took Alexandria.
Telling Andio that Didyme, "lacked focus", and he needs to be stricter, which he ignored stating Didyme was "too young for those lessons", and "would marry when she was ready".
Alexandria not wanting to believe that her ways were wrong, that her Father's was wrong, took drastic measures.
Alexandria went from verbally abusing Didyme to all-out emotionally and physically abusing her, like whenever Didyme would not perform adequately enough for Alexandria would yell and hit her with the broom.
Andio would intervene and threaten to kill her if she hurt Didyme again. He told her that Didyme needed to be a child, and she would stay so until he saw fit. And her only job was to teach her about the ways a girl becomes a woman when bled.
Alexandria did take Andio's words into consideration, she stopped teaching her and hurting Didyme, but continued verbally assaulting her when Andio was not present.
So when Andio died on his journey to retrieve a newly published book by an upcoming philosopher, Alexandria came at Didyme with a force.
Now Didyme in womanhood- 17-with her Father in Elysium with her Mother (she hoped), she was left alone with her power-hungry, Step-Mother once again.
Without Aro.
And now her Father.
Chalicess, 949-953, B.C
When at her father's grave, feeling alone, absolutely, alone.
For the first time, she was truly unhappy. She wanted to blame the Gods for taking her parents away, her brother, and leaving her with Alexandria.
But she couldn't, Didyme knew being angry with the Gods would not bring her family back.
All Didyme wanted to do was cry.
So Didyme sat at her Father's grave and wept, overwhelmed with grief, that she had no one now.
Her Mother was gone.
Her Father now too.
How Aro was not here, never knowing that their Father had died.
Wanting to go back to when she was much younger, when it was just her, Aro and her Father, remembered how she and Aro, would listen to their Father's stories. The tales he often heard in the market about the great conquest of man or how the Gods had blessed someone.
Although, she preferred to listen to the story of how her Father received the aid of Lord Hephaestus in minding metals for their Mother ring. Now wanted to hear a story, any story from her Father was too much, now sobbing openly for all to here.
Didyme tried to focus on her brother as her memories and wanting her Father was too painful.
Welcoming, the fuzzy memories of how Aro would spend hours reading to her about all the philosophers, she couldn't help smiling.
Didyme really misses her brother now.
She missed him telling her of his dream to be a great philosopher like Anaximander of Miletus, not someone's worker husband. He believed he had a purpose; to change the world.
Thinking of when Aro was in his teen's when he left the family to make a name for himself, made Didyme's heart break even more.
How determined he was making her smile just the slightest bit.
She often prayed he was safe and the Gods were watching out for him, knowing he would cause trouble for anyone who got in his way.
It seems like a mileium had passed since her brother left 10 years ago.
10 Years, Didyme thought.
Years without ever knowing her Mother's voice, smile, or even her favorite color. Only her Father, who was now gone.
10 years of being abused by Alexandria, never being good enough for her.
10 years without Aro ever knowing how bad things had gotten.
The abuse; the hurt words, there Step-Mother would say to her when another suitor would leave without her.
The broken bones,
The days with food.
Didyme so dispersedly wanted her brother or someone to take her away from this life.
Rise from the ground, Didyme wiping the last of her tears and said a small prayer to Lady Hera asking her to make sure what was left of her family was safe and walked home.
Completely oblivious, that the Goddess answered her prayers.
There before her, in her small room, she saw a male figure.
She assumes it was a suitor waiting for her, she prepared to defend herself, rather than scream for Alexandria ( knowing she wouldn't come anyway), not in the mood for such at her time in grieving, when she heard him chuckle.
He was laughing at her...
His face.
His smile is all Didyme saw.
He had the same smile.
The same smile of her brother, Aro.
So happy and shocked, she slowly approached him.
Immediately she noticed Aro felt and looked different.
Her now older brother, who had beautiful, light-sun kissed skin and pure blue eyes and ear length hair raven hair, did not.
He was beautiful beyond recognizable, he had pale skin, deathly pale and red-eyes.
Red eyes.
Ones that should have been there Mother's blue- as her Father told her.
Of course, Didyme was terrified of knowing that something horrible had happened to brother.
But he was her brother, she knew he had to be.
Getting over the shock of her brother being home, she hugged him.
He was cold to the touch, but not caring, she hugged him tightly. So happy that he was here with her.
_-AREMOSTUS DEL VELIUS-_
Aro quickly pulled away from his sister, seeing fuzzy figures in his head upon her touch startled him, thinking it was because he was so close to his sister and he hadn't fed in days now. He knew his sister would question him, but he couldn't answer them, so when she started to ask him questions he suggested to tell of his travels to the cities that there Father spoke fondly of.
He knew she would want to know.
Aro happy to see his now older baby sister with such light in her eyes, told his sister of his travels and all he saw.
Trying to avoid how he became a creature of the night- a vampire.
He promised to tell if she swore on Styx to not be afraid of him; she swore*
He told her that he met a man that promised him a way to change the world.
All he needed to do was accept his bite.
He told her a part of him was terrified of what the man's true intention was but he took the bite away.
Aro, telling his sister of the pain of the bite that seemed to burn like bathing in the fires of Hades. How he burned for 3 full days and how the man told him, threw his screams of pain that they would start their own empire, where they could live as they wished.
He told her of his asking, how he was so thirsty he could drink the sea and still need more, wanted to make her laugh off the fear he could smell building on her.
Continuing with the tale of how the man, Marcus, had explained to him what he was; a vampire. Not waiting for Didyme to react, he kept talking, telling her all he was told in the last 3 years.
_-DIDYME TRESSA DEL VELIUS-_
Didyme now understood her brother was not human.
He drank the blood of man.
He was super strong and fast.
he didn't need to breathe.
he was a monster to people; a demon.
But not to her, no Aro was still her brother.
He had red eyes and deathly pale skin and was cold as winter, but he was still her brother and she loved him very much.
Once Aro told her that he wanted Didyme to come with him and meet Marcus and they could live together forever, as a family again.
Only Didyme needed to accept the bite.
Didyme asked for time, as one should when making a life-changing decision. She had known forever meant literally forever, and that being with her brother was all she wanted, but this unknown man- vampire Marcus made her wary.
Aro excepting as much, agreed to wait.
_-A BOUT A MONTH LATER-_
One afternoon, when Aro was away hunting, Alexandria came home ordering Didyme to boil tea as they were expecting a visitor, Didyme knew that meet a suitor was coming. Doing she was told, Didyme quickly made the tea and set up the table, not noticing that the suitor can in.
As soon as Didyme saw him, she choked shocked that Alexandria had lost her mind before she could stop herself, she flat out refused to accept his proposal. Stating that the man appeared to be old enough to be her grandfather if not more.
Feeling insulted, the older man called Alexandria and Didyme trash and left, cursing them to the Gods.
When the old man left, Alexandria snapped, she grabbed the hot kettle and throw the boiled water in her face, hitting Didyme over and over again, calling her every hate name she could think of.
All Didyme could do was scream in fear and pure agony from the burns, forming on her skin from the water or the metal pot burning her.
_-ALEXANDRIA DEL VELIUS-_
Alexandria was beating Didyme for every suitor that came and went, for every "mistake" she made in her chores and less.
Alexandria was beating her for the embarrassment she felt as people would talk about Didyme as she grew into a beautiful woman and she was old. She beat Didyme for throwing away the life she wished she could have had.
Finally, exhausted from letting off steam, she noticed the blood.
A small puddle and growing surround Didyme's body.
In shock, she threw the kettle and began calling to Didyme, scared to touch her, fearing Didyme to be dead she started screaming.
Telling Didyme how sorry she was and not to be dead.
So caught up in her own despair, she didn't notice Aro had returned.
_-AREMOSTEUS DEL VELIUS-_
Aro was beyond livid that Alexandria had hurt his sweet baby sister so badly that she bled.
Trying to control himself, he listened for Didyme's heart, barely there and fading fast, he roared in rage.
Throwing Alexandria through the wall, not caring if she was alive or not he tended to his sister.
Aro quickly tended to his sister, using his own shirt to stop the blood running from her head, pleading for Didyme to talk to him; accept the bite.
Didyme barely hanging on, whimpered out a soft, yes.
The last thing she remembered before blacking out was Aro's worried red eyes.
Aro for three days sat with his younger sister, holding her tight and telling her all the fun and happy memories they shared growing up- what he remembered anyway.
After three days turned into five Aro grew worried he was too late.
_-DIDYME TRESSA DEL VELIUS-_
Opening her eyes, seeing as clear as day, Didyme only one thought;
Thirst.
She was so thirsty.
She whimpered in pain as she looked for her brother for help as she gripped her throat. She screamed and cried how here throat hurts- burns so bad.
Quicker than he thought, Aro was in the room, he cautiously approached Didyme as a wounded animal and told her to relax that all she needed was blood.
Instantly, Didyme remembered Aro telling her weeks ago that this was normal. That's when she awoke to this life what to expect. She calmed down, surprising Aro at her control, and waited for Aro to guide her.
As Aro was telling her about how to properly hunt, she smelled a sweet mouth watering smell.
Blood was all she thought.
In a blink, Didyme was outside, looking at her unconscious Alexandria's broken and bloody, her head fully around.
A part of her, deep down knew she shouldn't but she was going on pure instincts at this moment.
Didyme growled in anger, remembering how Alexandria almost killed her and the years of abuses, she struck just as Aro walked outside.
All Aro could do was watch, her his innocent sister, now a creature of the night devouring Alexandria give into her animalistic instincts.
As he watched, he realized he was enjoying it, watching his sweet little sister drink the dead women dry, a bit too much for his liking.
Knowing that thinking though, as he was, would kill his Mother and he would follow right after by his father's hand, tried to clear his mind to approach Didyme.
But watching Didyme drink from the lifeless body, seeing that was Didyme enjoying the taste of the blood, was turning him on.
The monster in him fought for control, wanting to ravish her on the lifeless body as she drank.
The man in him won the fight with the monster in him, of his impure thoughts of his sister.
Slowly, Aro walked toward his sister, in an instant she was before him, staring into his eyes with her bright ones to match.
The now painful burn in the throat now quenched, Didyme, could think logically.
The human part of her felt disgusted with what she had become. What she asked her Brother to turn her into, or the life she would never have.
But of course, the monster in her convince her of the what this life could bring her, bring the recent memory of pure euphoria of the blood that she tasted the satisfying feeling of the blood on her tongue.
How pleasurable she felt, as she knew Aro had watched her and she enjoyed it just as she could smell he did too.
In seconds the monster had shown her, her entire life.
Her self playing with her brother as children.
Her Father tucking her in.
Her running in the fields with the wind in her long waist length curls.
Her fathers' death.
Aro leaving her alone.
The abuse she suffered.
The long nights of crying for her freedom, that was just out of reach.
All the disgusting suitors and their disgusting smiles and promising to her.
The beatings.
Aro returning.
Being told of unknown dark creatures of Earth.
Her almost dying.
Her changing; burning for days.
Her thirst.
Drinking Alexandria's body dry.
The monster in her knew it had won, returning from her thoughts, she felt her own hand Aro's cheek.
She blinked and smiled at her brother, hugging him and thanking him for giving her, her freedom.
Asking when can she meet with the Marcus Antonius-Volturi.
* Dawud Ibn Khalaf a real person, who was a Islamic Philosopher during 813-833, B.C
* Styx is a Greek River in Tartus
*** Should I write Didyme and Aro's Transformation:
A: Yes
B: No