Everything seemed so new. And that's because it was. The ceilings above me were decorated with intricate designs, blowing any artist out of the water. I had never seen quite so much color in my existence. There were colors on the ceiling the likes of which I had never even heard of. It was amazingly different.
"Ah," the gentle voice sighed. My eyes moved to see his face. It was as pale as my bed sheet back at my home. His eyes blazed red like the fire that had burned me completely. But, through the red eyes and the pale skin, he was exceptionally beautiful in his own way. "You are awake, my darling."
I couldn't bring my self to utter out any words to speak. My mouth was sealed shut with the fiery paste. I simply stared at him. I looked around and saw another man, this one not quite as exceptional. His hair was almost as white as his skin and slicked back perfectly. His face was not as gentle and welcoming. It showed tenseness and roughness.
"She is something, isn't she?" the snowy man said. A slight smirk crossed his face as he stood with his arms folded across his chest. "Beautiful, she is. But, is she just as powerful?"
Powerful? Why would I be powerful? And why did they keep describing me as beautiful? I had never quite seen myself as beautiful in any way. I was told I was just average my whole life.
"I guess time will tell. Watch her while I got see Marcus and the boy," the gentle faced man said, ghosting out of the large room, leaving the snowy man and I alone in silence. He stared at me and I stared back.
It was when his hand touched my arm that I really reacted. I leapt from the bed and ended up in the corner, crouched in a hunting state. I could feel a feral snarl building in my throat. He threw his head back in laughter, making me more and more angry.
"Who are you?" I hissed. I was shocked by my own voice. It was higher than it had been previously. Higher by about two octaves. It sounded more like a song than anything. Like one of the church hymns. "Where is my brother? What have you done to he and I?"
"Relax child," the snowy man told me, lowering his hand. I didn't ease up from my tense position. I had so many questions I demanded answers to. Answers I wanted now. "You are safe. As is your brother."
"Who are you!" I hissed even louder, my snarl was thrashing itself against my teeth, waiting to come from my mouth. "I demand to know!"
"And you will soon enough," he said softly just seconds before falling to his knees in agony and screaming loudly, all the while my anger building inside. He continued screaming as I continued to get angrier.
"Down, young one!" the gentle man cautioned me as he came into the room with a new face and Alec in tow. My anger was relinquished and the less gentle man stopped screaming. Had I been doing that to him with my anger? Causing him such intense agony? "Your brother is right here. My name is Aro and this is Caius and Marcus. You are safe now, I promise you."
"Where am I? Where is my village? Where is my mother? How did you save me from being burned?" it was as if all the questions I had kept tucked inside me were spilling out by the bottle. "Tell me now!"
"Let us feed you, my child. I know how much that thirst must be burning you. Both you and your brother must feed. Come, follow me," the gentle man smiled. Reluctantly, I followed him out of the room and we began walking down a dimly lit corridor. Stone pillars seemed to be holding everything aloft. As meek as it was, it was so beautiful. Just like the 3 men and who Alec had become.
Alec was a stranger to me. His skin was just as pale as the 3 other men and his eyes just as red. He looked so familiar but so different at the same time, leaving me wondering just how different I looked. Had my appearance changed as much as my voice?
"Welcome, citizens of Volterra!" Aro called to simple looking people standing in a great room. 3 thrones sat in the dead center of it all. Some of the people looked confused. Others looked scared. I just sat in wonder, curious as to what was about to happen. "Please, take the time to gaze at our beautiful surroundings. "
"Alright, my darling," Caius whispered into my ear. "This is quite easy. You pick a human, lure them into your grasp, press your lips to there neck and just bite down. Watch.'
I watched in horror as he picked the first young woman he saw out of the bunch. She was young. Very young. Her dress was bright with beautiful colors. She was so young and so beautiful and yet so oblivious to what I could only guess was about to happen.
"Hello, my dear," he whispered in her ear. She smiled lightly.
"Hello," she replied.
"What is your name, my beauty?" he said sensually, running his hands down her neck.
"Myra," she answered sweetly. "And yours?"
"Caius. Would you be so kind as to follow me? I would like to show you around. Beautiful castle for such a beautiful girl," he offered her. With each word he said, sadness filled me. I felt as though I could cry for this poor girl. She was so naïve to his plan.
"I would love to," she grinned, taking his hand and disappearing from everyone's view. I followed in his foot steps and went to the first young man I saw.
"Why hello," he greeted me. He seemed so pompous in a way that he didn't seem like he'd be very good to eat but at this point, I would do anything to extinguish the fire. "What a beauty you are. Do you have a name?"
"My name is Jane. What is yours?"
"Marcello. Such an honor to meet such an honorable young lady. I do believe I saw the snowy haired man take my sister on a tour of this castle. Would you be my guest in a tour?" he practically bowed down and took my hand. If only he knew what I was really about to do to him.
"I would love to," I said sweetly, leading him down the long hallway and back into the room in which I had awakened just moments ago. He sat down on the bed slowly, anticipating what seemed like too much. I would not participate in relations with this boy. I would only kill him.
"Please, my lady, sit," he said to me as if the bed belonged to him when it most certainly did not. I sat down in front of him and pinned him down. I was so un skilled when it came to killing my prey. Without even thinking, I pressed my lips to his jugular and bit down. He writhed in pain beneath my arms. But, I couldn't bring myself to stop. He tasted so delectable. He didn't even put up a fight as I took more and more of his blood supply. It didn't take long for him to go limp in my arms and for his blood to run clean. All that was left of the boy was his body, laying on the bed.
I took one last sad look at him, wiped the blood hanging from the corner of my mouth and headed back out into the great room. All the humans had disappeared and Marcus, Caius, Aro sat in there thrones while Alec and two other unfamiliar men stood by the door.
"Alec!" I cried, hurrying towards him. I barely noticed the fading fire in my throat. I was so ecstatic to finally be reunited with my brother.
"Well, my sister, you look even more evil now than you did before," he grinned devilishly. We barely even got a second before we heard loud clapping behind us.
"My protégés, we must go into training immediately to see just how strong you really are. Caius and Felix will help you physically while I will assist you in finding your mental abilities. Come, come. Follow me."
I smiled, grabbing my brothers hand as he and I once again followed Aro, Caius and the new man named Felix out of the grand room.