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APOV

It had started out a simple letter in the mail. Congratulations it read you and two friends have won an all expenses paid vacation to Italy, accommodation provided for.

To us it was an opportunity, an act of independence. A chance to show our parents that we were finally grown up. Capable of an overseas trip with no parents, no expenses and no rules.

We were young, freshly out of high school and naive and even though none of us could remember having entered my name in a contest we foolishly ignored that fact and instead chose to celebrate our incredible luck at winning. Looking back on that moment I still find it hard to believe that we were that stupid.

I remember being so excited that I packed over ten suitcases full of clothes and then couldn't fit them in the car on the way to the airport, eventually my friends convinced me to take only one suitcase with the promise of shopping once we arrived.

I remember the incredibly long plane ride, the three of us convincing the highly awestruck and gullible flight attendant that we were old enough to drink and then consuming glass after glass of champagne whilst we giggled childishly at the lustful stares of the men on the plane.

Oh how juvenile we were.

I remember checking into our hotel and exchanging excited glances at the beautiful architecture and trilling amongst ourselves when the receptionist in the lobby turned away the middle-aged couple in front of us stating that the hotel was for the use of 'contest winners' only.

We never saw anything remotely amiss about the gloomy yet elaborately decorated hotel until we woke in our beds that night with icy cold hands covering our mouths and muffling our screams.

I remember being carried into the cold, sterile looking basement that was located directly underneath the hotel. We could hear cruel laughter as we were stripped and prodded at under the harsh white lights of the massive room. We were jeered at by beautifully inhuman yet terrifyingly feral looking people as we were hosed down and deloused by the 'physician'.

I remember shaking sobs racking my body as I heard my friends beg to know why these people had taken us and what they were going to do with us only to be answered with maniacal laughter and tossed into hard, steel cages. We were fed on stale bread and dirty brown water for the next few weeks. We did nothing but listen to the casual conversation of our captors as they brought in girl after girl and tossed them into the many cages.

Through weeks of eavesdropping and speculations we realised that the contest was a lure. Girls were chosen from another country and led to this particular hotel, many of them were so excited to win a free vacation to Italy that they didn't question the fact that they'd never actually applied for the contest. Once the girls were at the hotel they were kidnapped and sold for auction, family members who rang the hotel or made enquiries were told that the girls had never checked in and the girls themselves were never heard from again.

No only was our situation terrifying we also discovered that our captors were quite insane, they seemed to believe that they were something more than human and that the people who were to buy us were vampires, they used words like Volturi and coven and the fact that these words were familiar to me scared me completely.

Perhaps I was insane too, the kids at school had always seemed to think so and deep down I had my own doubts about my sanity. For many years I'd had strange and frightening dreams, the dreams themselves were never frightening, it was the fact that the events that I dreamed of usually came to pass soon after I dreamt them, that scared me.

I'd dreamed of that word; Volturi and perhaps that meant that I was as crazy as the people who were keeping us here.

I remembered it all as I stood up on a stage, a collar around my thin neck and voices all around me screamed, screamed their bids for me.

I searched the room desperately until I found the cages at the back of the room that held my still imprisoned best friends as they waited for their turn to be sold off like a piece of meat, after all that's all we were to these people.

My green eyes met Rosalie's cornflower blue ones and then Bella's warm chocolate eyes and the three of us shared a look that said all we needed to say.

Goodbye

Good luck

I'll never forget you

I love you

I barely even heard the crowing call of the auctioneer as he proclaimed me sold, so intent was I on pouring out my whole soul in that look, the last look that I might ever share with my best friends.

I only tore my eyes away when I felt strong hands towing me toward the end of the stage and into the direction of my buyer.

All I could focus on were my many regrets; ever since I could remember I'd had premonitions. They were the reason I met Bella and Rosalie, I had seen them one day in a dream and known we'd be best friends. My dreams had been consistent since I was a little girl and they'd never failed me until now. I'd never seen myself winning the trip to Italy and I'd managed to convince myself that it was a fluke, now in this position I couldn't help but feel betrayed by my own mind, by the gift that had defined me.

Now as I prepared to become acquainted with my new life of enslavement I couldn't help but focus on my two biggest regrets, bringing Rosalie and Bella on this trip with me and introducing them to this fate and my other regret, not being able to meet the beautiful blonde haired man that I'd seen in my dreams since I was five years old.

I had never told anyone about him but I knew that he was my future and now here I was being held captive as a slave about to be handed into the custody of the kind of person who would buy another human being.

Goodbye I whispered silently as I was passed to a tall man hidden by a thick black cloak and the tears began to trickle down my cheeks Goodbye Jasper Whitlock, I wish that we'd had a chance to be together like I know we were destined to.

A/N
is it short? Unfortunately, sorry
is it late? Oh yeh it is, I was stumped on how I'd get through this chapter, figured vague was
the way to go
is it dark? Yep
is it different to my other stories? You bet your ass
will it get lighter? Well keep reading and you'll see