(present)
"You didn't answer my question." I told the receptionist coldheartedly. "Where is Aro?! I don't need a damn appointment to see him!"
Her hands shook so heavily it caused her to lose possession of the papers she had in hand. For a moment she just stayed there frozen, then finally, scurried off to pick them up off the floor. It wasn't until she picked a piece of blank paper closest to my foot, that she answered, "He's in a meeting with Marcus and Felix. He's not available, at the moment." Clearly, the tone of my voice had terrified her.
Not available!
Her pale face looked down where my fingers curled themselves along the edge of the desk; I could hear the crackling noise as it chipped off incessantly.. I
A fierce snarl escaped my mouth. I was sick and tired of dealing with these monsters. How dare she refuse to tell me what I want! And a human!
I could, suddenly, feel a vigorous desire beginning to form. My mouth watered. . .I wanted, staring aimlessly at the woman's neck-I needed. . .What could it hurt? I was yearning the taste of blood. It didn't take long for me to consider choosing the woman as a meal. In fact, killing her would set off an even balance between the Volturi and I (To them, it would be considered an insult) They would be furious if I killed one of their little servants.
Sweet vengeance.
But just when I was about to set off into a leap, a solid hand touched my shoulder. Giving into my natural senses, I thrust my elbow back into their stomach, then whirled around only to recognize Caius's identity.
"Don't touch me!" I spat at him.
He gritted his teeth-probably fighting the desire to rub the spot where I hit him with me in his sight. "You're making a spectacle of yourself," he told me plainly. His eyes glared scornfully upon me, the look of disgust shaping his cruel face.
I looked down the hall and glanced all eyes on me. I turned quickly away, worried more over the agreement than of the random looks directed at me. "Where's Aro?" I questioned him." Either you tell me or I'll hunt him down myself." I threatened dreadfully tired of dealing with these monsters. Having every vampire in this place look at me with a sneer or vile eyes was one thing, but having even the humans try and give me orders was an absolute absurdity.
"Calm down," he said. "I'll take you to him." He grimaced at the end of his sentence, as if it were a disappointment of some kind. Obviously, he was told to do this simple job, a task he didn't feel like doing. The sign infuriated me.
"Filthy, blood-sucking monster." I muttered loud enough for him to hear. He didn't say anything. Of course. But, put his hand on my shoulder and led me into Aro's direction.
After the tenth time of removing Caius's pale hand from my shoulder, I could smell exactly where Aro was. Part of me, shot up in pure joy that this sick-joke was finally going to be over. The other felt awful and disgusted, knowing at any moment I was going to see his devious face yet again. But it would all be over soon, I encouraged myself. Very soon.
The closest door we were near opened up and appeared two familiar faces. The two walked together toward me and Caius. "Good evening." Felix said to Caius. I wanted to vomit at the friendly gesture the two exchanged. To me, it just appeared sick.
"And there she is!" boomed the friendly voice of Aro, once we walked into the room. We weren't alone, but accompanied by at least five other vampires. A few of them, I noticed, keeping very close distance to Aro.
The big male, with long, fair hair as white as my skin walked up to Caius and I with wide open arms. "My dear Elizabeth, you are back so soon! And at impeccable timing, too!" A warm, yet sick smile spread across his face.
I rolled my eyes. "Cut the crap," I told him, digging through my jacket pocket for the emerald. "Here," I spat, quickly taking the piece of jewelry out, then launching it in Aro's direction. (I no desire of holding it in my possession any longer)
With no sign of difficulty, he caught my fast throw with one hand. He held it up for a better view, taking a second to look at it. Then-naturally- working up a smile.
"Good. Very good, my Elizabeth, " he congratulated. "Now I have one last job for you," he told me with a grin.
I growled, irritated.
"I am sorry to inform you," Aro explained, sounding desolate. "But this will be your most difficult task, yet." he drew near, handing me two pictures. "I want you to bring me these two back-alive."
The first picture showed, mainly, a teenage boy. It was clear to see he was a vampire. He had the white skin, the same color of eyes my kind had, and dark brown hair. The second picture showed a young woman, also a vampire. She had jet-black hair, and the aspect of a pixie.
I continued growling, feeling the gruesome break in our compromise infuriate me.
"Now, now," he said, holding up his hand. "This, here, I promise, will be your last task. No more after this." he promised. " And after I see the two vampires, here, inside this very chamber, I will submit him free."
My eyes continued glaring one last second before turning back to the photos, and cutting off my vicious grumble. "That's it?" I asked, keeping my gaze on the pictures.
"I must warn you though," he mentioned somberly, "to be careful. Mind their numbers; the two belong to a rather large coven. These two, in particular, have abilities as great as yours, my dear."
"Uh-huh," I said, completely oblivious to what he just said, but nodded anyway, not concerned with anything he had to say other than what was requested and the details behind the reason why I was even here doing these ridiculous jobs.
Which brought me to ask. "Where is he?" my voice steadied under a holler.
He grinned, actually showing a sign of astonishment from my question. "Of course! How on earth could I forget!" he mused. He gestured to the door in back of me. "This way, love."
Like Caius, he put his hand on my shoulder while walking me through each hallway. It annoyed me that they all did this, but with Aro, it was even more disturbing. I could feel every one of my thoughts, considerations, plans, everything that had ever entered my mind, enter his. . . The first time he did this it was a mess. He had asked me politely if he could hold my hand, even for just a second. When I refused. . .well, lets just leave it at that and say, he had away around my rejection to see that he got what he wanted. I didn't even try to remove him from my personal space, already knowing it would be useless.
"Here we are," Aro cheered happily. We were in front of a large, wooded door, appeared to be several hundred years old. Without a word said, two vampires walked up to it, and together they opened up the colossal door.
Before I could take a step forward one of the vampires holding the door hurried off inside the dark room. I sighed, not surprised by this doing. But holding back any sign of weakness I held my head up high, walking into the dismal room, the other vampire right beside me gripping my arm.
And then I saw him.
Hey, I hope this was a better chapter. I'm disappointed in the first one. And with holidays and school I haven't had all that much time to update. If I can I'll try updating sometime this weekend or next week perhaps.
Sneak Peak:
He looked terrible. Not from the clear signs of how long he's been in here; but emotionally. I could somehow tell how awful he felt kept here inside this dull, lifeless room. Hell, who was I kidding-anyone would! I even noticed blood-red cracks in his eyes. . .
"Why are you doing this?" he asked finally.
It took me a while to answer. "I don't know," I replied somewhat trembling. My mind still couldn't process why I was putting myself up for sale to these beasts. Just that, I had to free him from here. Even if it costs me both my pride and dignity.