Estelle's POV
Dark gloomy corridors. If the walls could have spoken they would have screamed murder. I could simply be one of the many bodies that they would have to hide.
"I always thought that humans could walk faster." Demetri startled me as he suddenly came to stand beside me. I had stopped to stare at a picture of a woman who was so beautiful, yet her eyes spoke of unknown sorrow.
"Why should I rush to an inevitable outcome?" I replied still staring at the portrait.
"Is it that you already know what the outcome is to be?" He whispered.
"Death, slavery or conversion. It's not like they'd set me free with the knowledge I have." I told him.
"Well, let's not make them impatient."
We continued on our way. For such a big building, the walk wasn't long.
"What a beautiful fragrance I smell, one that could haunt me for days and night." A man spoke.
"Aro, we have brought the singer." Demetri said as a man in a cloak approached, in his hand a goblet that would only appear to be wine.
"Ah a beauty. They call you a singer to every vampire. Such a power of attraction, I wonder if I could resist you during the change." Aro said.
"You will change her?" Demetri exclaimed.
"Why yes. I have decided that such a magnetic force could only be an attraction to our coven." Aro smiled. "The others have agreed. Any last wished my dear?"
I shook my head.
"Well then, tonight we feast, we must all be satisfied before the changing. You, my dear Estelle must celebrate your last night of mortality."
They sent me away. The day was spent with people cleaning me and feeding me as if it would be the last time I would feed. That is to say, it will be the last time I would feed on human food. As the night approached, I was given dinner in the room I resided in. They had made sure the vampires were fed before bringing me to the hall.
Dressed in white; a martyr. They led me to stand in front of Aro as other watched from their seat. Every eye watching with anticipation.
"It will only hurt a little." Aro proclaimed and a few dark chuckles went around.
He had then moved my hair from my shoulder and slowly placed his lips on to my neck. He looked up, building the anticipation of the crowd. Then he slowly suck his teeth into my neck and marveled at the pain he had caused.
I was then stricken with a fire that swam through my veins. It was like a fever on the hottest summer day. Somewhere along the lines I had fallen to my knees. And my eyes had closed.