#5
Bella POV; Still 15 years old
There was music playing somewhere when I woke up and I couldn't see anything because it was too dark. The smell of the ocean and burning wood was dominant in the air and I could hear the sound of waves crashing against each other in the distance. I bolted upright as a door opened on the other side of the room and a man stepped into the room. He chuckled as if seeing my reaction, though all his concentration seemed to be on the tray he was carrying.
"I was wondering when you would wake up" he placed the small tray on the table next to the bed and looked up at me curiously. I stared a him as he picked up a cup and held it out to me. I eyed it wearily but took it from his hands.
"I'm Marcus" he Introduced himself.
"Isabella" I said, not knowing why I chose to tell him my real name, he just smiled.
"I know who you are. I knew your parents and your uncle" I looked at him in surprise and he chuckled. "I met your uncle when he was a child and your parents when they escaped with you"
"You're Alriton?" I asked. He nodded grimacing.
"I always hated him calling me that" he said "Can you bring your hurt wing out for me?" I nodded doing as he asked.
"You know that's probably why he did it" I pointed out "called you the good doctor I mean"
"I suppose you're right, he was known for doing everything he was told not too and I have told him not to call me that since we first met. It means Blood drinker in the Agilians old language. He was younger than, only seven or so, and knew much less than he does now, though he thought he knew everything there was to know. But doesn't everyone at that age?" I nodded finally deciding to take a sip of the drink in my hand.
"Is this avean?" I asked in surprise. He nodded with a chuckle. "I haven't had this since I was a child. Uncle use to give it to me when I couldn't sleep or after I'd wake from a night terror. I so often had them when I was young"
"I remember, you use to wake up the whole castle" he said.
"You stayed in the castle?" I asked. Wincing as he touched a sore spot on my wing.
"Yes, I was very good friends with your mother and stayed there for many years. That was until I left and created the Volturi" he answered.
"Vampire royalty" I said.
"That is what many call us" He agreed "but all we try to do is infourse the laws and keep out secret safe. Humans are a very complicated speices and tend to try and distroy that of what they do not understand"
"Uncle use to say there was another reasons for it" I countered.
"I'll tell you one day, but right now you need to rest" even as he was saying it my eyelids began to feel heavy though I still tried to deny it stating I wasn't tiered at all.
He just chuckled "So much like your uncle, you are" those were the last words as I let sleep overcome me.
I know they're short, but when we get into thwe story they'll get longer, promise and keep an open mind cause the next one is important and try to keep up cause there will be a time jump and a few things that don't make sense. Tell me what you think so far though :)