Hello reviewers! Thanks for your comments, they are all so lovely!
sad news, I won't be updating as often in the next 3 weeks as I have a wedding to attend and then I'm off on holiday. my sis will hopefully be uploading a few chapters, but not as many.
Tsubasa Suzane: Yeah, I think you are gonna be in it throughout. The other cameo is in this chap though. Thanks for reviewing so much :D
twilightandmaximumfreak: Yep. Don't we all wish we could torture Jane? Don't worry I'm a morning person too!
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Ereana: And another new reader! I love that my story is very unique, it's part the reason I decided to write it!
crazyladywithashovel: Yeah... I'm so jealous of Natalie. Sigh. but the happy ending? hmmm. I'm thinking about doing a sequel, so you will have to wait and see!
writingdreamer16: i fyou think THAT was sad, the end of this chap is worse. I actually cried when I wrote it. I will be looking forward to your long review, the longer ones are more interesting!
I'm not Stepenie Meyer - enough said.
Chapter 9 – Deadline
I really was a rainbow of emotions right now. I was excited, nervous, scared and happy all at once. It was the first time I had been allowed out of the room since Demetri had brought me here nearly 2 weeks ago. As I walked into the turret I couldn't help but feel a stab of hatred for the people – well, vampires really but still – that I was about to meet.
Sensing my distress my own personal angel squeezed my hand gently, I stood on tiptoes to lightly kiss his chin, and I could only just reach. He laughed at me and I glowered back at him. My anger just made him laugh harder, I didn't really mind as long as he was laughing. The sound was pure joy, like a ray of sunshine breaking through clouds, I marvelled at the perfect sound.
He knocked lightly on the door in front of us as I held my breath.
"Come in, young friends!" I heard Aro sing from the room. His voice was truly enchanting, though nowhere close to Demetri's perfect deep tones, in my opinion. I felt so unbelievably nervous, I clutched Demetri's hand so hard it would have hurt – had he been human. I saw him half smile in response. He pushed open the door with one hand.
The room was full of beautiful, angelic vampires. They would have looked more in place on a cloud or guarding the gates of Heaven, they were just too lovely. I'm sure the comparison was painful between me and them, I was glad I could not see my own reflection.
"Ah, Natalie! Welcome to our family!" Aro's voice was alight with joy. I felt myself blush.
" Thank you, I feel honoured to be here," I replied honestly. I had never felt so out of place in my whole life. They were all so beautiful, I felt like I was at some kind of fashion show. Demetri talking to Aro interrupted my musings.
" Natalie has decided she would like to join us. But I think we should postpone her transformation for a month, until she is 16 at the very least," He was pleading with his family for my sake. He knew, without me saying it, that I did not want to be stuck in a 15-year-olds body for the rest of eternity. Even if I did look a lot older than my age.
Aro and others discussed this for a moment, their lips moving so quickly, voices so low that it was impossible for me to even hear, let alone understand. They turned back to us, Marcus looked at me directly and, shockingly, smiled.
"Natalie, when is your birth date?" He also had a charming, smooth voice. I immediately guessed that an attractive voice was a trait of a vampire.
" September 4th, 1993," I answered quickly, returning the smile.
"Then, Demetri, you may have until September 5th. It was lovely to see you again, you are lot more interesting when you are awake, Natalie." Aro laughed happily at Marcus's parting sentence. I looked up at Demetri, who was staring at the ceiling grinning. This was definitely not the last I would be hearing about that.
They rose from their wooden thrones and drifted, so very gracefully, out of the room. Waving as they went, their paper-thin skin looked as though it might crumble under the effort.
"Well, Demetri, life, oops I mean death, is certainly more interesting with you around." A male voice remarked. I stared at him in shock. This man could have been Demetri's twin, they had the exact same dark hair, but his was cut short whereas Demetri's waved gently to his strong shoulders. The even had the same oddly olive complexion beneath the snowy white skin I was becoming so used too.
The man saw me staring and winked at me with a leering smile. Demetri pulled me closer to him and growled under his breath. The sound was playful but somehow still menacing, had it been directed at me I would have screamed in terror. The man laughed and stole another glance at me, grinning ear to ear.
"Don't mind Felix, he is still a hormonal teenager at heart. He knows that if he tries anything I will personally decapitate him." Demetri leaned down to whisper in my ear. I laughed as Felix's face slipped into a pout. I remembered about the vampire hearing, Felix had obviously heard every word.
A tall woman walked over to us, laughing too, her face was amazingly, shockingly lovely. Even by vampire standards. She would have made an angel look like a gargoyle. From Demetri's description I knew this had to be Louisa. Demetri and her had been new-borns together.
She held out one perfect hand towards me. I took it – it was exactly as I expected; cold, smooth and hard, like granite. She smiled at me; her eyes were lit up in happiness.
" I am Louisa. I'm so glad that Demetri has finally found someone, he is very depressing to be around, well, he was. You have made so much difference to him!" She hugged Demetri and whispered something in his ear that I didn't catch.
" Come on, Nat," he whispered to me, somewhat pointlessly as everyone in the room could hear him. " I have a surprise for you."
He picked me up and carried me in his arms to the room. He set me down on the bed, I felt a little dizzy from the vampire speed running. He pulled out a small, thin rectangular object from a rucksack. He passed it over to me, studying my expression.
It was a picture. My parents my younger sister, Ysanne and me, from our holiday to Ibiza last year. In the picture I have my arms around my sister's shoulders and she is sticking out her tongue in disgust. We looked so much the same in that photo, same happy grin and dark hair. My parents were stood watching us, laughing.
I burst into tears clutching the picture to my chest, memorising the faces of my family – the family I would never see again.
Please review, now... I'm off to get a tissue. That bit at the end makes me sad.