This is part two of the Amelia/Demetri backstory, guys! I really hope you love it. It took a lot of effort just to get this out even though I love these two dorks. I really hope you guys love them as much as I do.

Amelia met Demetri in March of 2005, a month before Mariana and Martin are killed. A whole year before Hekate moves into the castle and meets Amelia. I tried to mesh everything together without making everyone too out of character, while including little tidbits from the future.

Also, guys. I included a meme. I couldn't help it. I'm sorry.

Amelia gasped as she opened her eyes, expecting the view of a demolished apartment. Maybe even Karina's lifeless, decapitated head. What she didn't expect was the luxurious bedroom she was in. She was in a big king-sized bed with red, silk sheets. The four-poster bed was made from black wood, matching the furniture in the room. The floor seemed to be some kind of smooth rock, like the walls of the room. There were huge paintings along the walls, most seeming to be portraits of the man she barely met. He was exceptionally handsome, even in the ancient paintings depicting him. Though they hardly touched how gorgeous he was in person, though. The man's red eyes held so emotion in them when he looked at her. His short black hair was slicked back making him look even more like a model, as if his sharp cheekbones and jawline weren't model-worthy enough.

Amelia sat up in bed, looking down to see that she was in the same outfit she fainted in, thankfully. She could feel the ghosts in the area, but they were too far away, calling out to her to be careful. They could feel her human energy, her heartbeat and her magical abilities. The man, who she guessed this bedroom belonged to, was no where in sight. All of this was making Amelia begin to panic, her heartrate increasing as she looked around the room carefully. She wrapped her hand around the key necklace on her neck, closing her eyes and praying to her goddess for safety.

Beloved Hecate, defender of the weak, protector, I pray to you, I ask your favor. Hecate, guard me from evil and any that would do me harm. Beloved goddess, grant me the wisdom and courage needed to face this.

"Amelia."

Amelia gasped when she opened her eyes, finding a vampire standing before her and watching her intently. The vampiress was short and seemed younger than she expected of a vampire. Her light-brown hair was pulled into a braid over her shoulder. Her bright red eyes were staring into hers unflinchingly, her eyes showing how cold she was. The girl was not here to be friendly, at least not at the moment.

"I need you to come with me."

Amelia watched as the girl turned on her heel without another word, leaving her as she exited the room. Amelia realized she was not waiting and hurriedly got up from the bed, rushing after the girl. "Wait! Where are we going? Where am I? Who are you? Where's the men from before? What happened to Karina?"

The girl sighed deeply, letting the aggravation pass since this woman was Demetri's mate. She was new and surely didn't understand what was happening, which is why Jane was being lenient. "The masters will answer your questions, now be quiet."

Amelia sucked her lips in as she raised her eyebrows at the sass she got from the child. She then sighed, looking around the stone corridor they were traveling down. There weren't any windows, but they seemed to be climbing higher. There were paintings scattered along the walls, as well as old and ancient decorations that were probably from someone's human time. She began to recognize a few people as they had multiple portraits hung in this long hallway. The girl before her was usually with a boy who resembled her, possibly her brother. The men from before were prominent as well, though the one who's bedroom she woke in was more prominent.

"Ah, Jane! Finally, the human is awake."

The girl smiled brightly at the boy from the portraits, holding his hand. "Yes, finally, Alec. I was growing rather tired of watching this woman sleep."

The boy glanced back at her with a calculating look before ignoring her again. He kept in perfect pace with Jane as they talked. "Demetri will finally stop pissing everyone off now."

Jane smirked as she turned, leading them up a spiral staircase. "Oh, I don't know. We're bringing the woman into a lion's den, full of hungry lions. I'm sure he's not going to be happy about that."

Alec laughed with his sister, glancing back at the human with a grin on his face. "Let's hope she doesn't faint again."

Amelia had enough of them talking about her like that, huffing loudly. "I fainted because someone was decapitated in front of me! That's perfectly normal!"

Alec shrugged without even looking back at her. "We see tons of decapitations and executions every week."

Amelia's eyes rolled so hard it hurt, scoffing under her breath. "That's not normal at all."

Jane smirked at that, liking that she was getting some sass back from the human. At least she had a spine. She liked that. "We're the Volturi. We're not normal."

Amelia felt her blood start to run cold in her veins for multiple reasons then, stumbling after the two vampires in front of her. The Volturi? She was saved and then kidnapped by the Volturi?! Oh, she was going to die for sure. She'd only heard rumors about their existence but knew enough to be afraid. They were the ruthless rulers of the Vampire society. They didn't allow anything or anyone to reveal their secret, which happened to her. She didn't know if her being a witch was enough to excuse her knowledge.

She also had another problem on her hands, one that the Volturi was surely unaware of. The ghosts were getting louder and able to reach her now, she was almost to the congregation of trapped souls now. She was just beginning to feel their pain and emotions, which she knew would be unbearable when she finally got to them. She had to shut off that part of her magic, blocking them from interacting with her. It was the only way to be able to focus on the Volturi themselves, otherwise she might not make it out of here, alive that is.

Oh, Hecate, please help me!

Jane and Alec stopped before a set of huge wooden doors, halting her before she walked into them. "You may be new and under protected status, but you still need to be respectful."

Alec stared her down, or up rather since he was smaller than her. "The kings will not let that pass."

Amelia slowly nodded her head, hearing and feeling her heart beating furiously in her chest. She was terrified, but she had to do this. Otherwise she wouldn't ever make it back home. "Understood." Jane and Alec opened the doors then, holding the heavy doors open for the human to walk through.

Amelia's eyes weren't drawn to the megafinance of the throne room, but the people in it. The three kings caught her attention first as they were at the center of the room, on a raised platform for their thrones. Only one of them was standing: the one with long, straight black hair. He had his hands clasped together at his waist and grinning at her. His grin wasn't fully sincere, she could see that in his eyes. She could tell how hollow he was, behind his cheery façade.

The second king, the one who was glaring at her, was hiding behind his anger instead of a false cheery disposition. He was sitting very tall and stiff on his throne, using his height on her to also look down at her. His platinum silver-blonde hair was straight and reaching his shoulders. He had a deep scowl on his face, but it didn't hide how attractive he was. She wondered what happened to him to make him so angry, but that wasn't any of her business. Especially if she didn't want that anger directed even harder on her.

The third king was sitting on his throne, one leg crossed over the other and looking very disinterested in what was going on. His black hair was half pulled back, the wavy hair reaching past his shoulders but not as long as the other's. He would glance at her and then at someone else but that was it. She swore though that she saw his lips moving but didn't hear anything, even a whisper.

"You are finally awake. We were worried that you were given too much sedation." The first king spoke in a cheery tone as he walked a little closer.

Amelia huffed when Jane and Alec pushed her forward, that was until another man stepped forward. He narrowed his eyes at them, placing a gentle hand at her back. He was the one she barely met at her flat and whose bedroom she woke up in. He was looking down at her with a warm smile on his lips, his bright eyes looking down at her with a whirlwind of emotions visible in their crimson depths. "Hello again."

The man smiled down at her, "Hello again," He repeated to her. He then turned to the king, bowing his head. "Master Aro."

Aro watched them quietly before smiling again when they faced him. "Ah, it is so refreshing to witness you two finding each other." He looked like he was going to say more but paused when he saw the confused expression on Amelia's face. "We can discuss that next. For now, we need to talk about what to do with you."

Caius scoffed loudly from his throne, turning his head away from the woman. He just wanted to kill her but could never do such a thing to Demetri. Not now that they knew she was his mate. Since he couldn't do things his way, Aro was the one to handle the issue.

Aro smiled tightly at his brother before glancing back at the Indian woman before him. "You recognized Karina, Felix and Demetri as vampires without any guidance. How is that?"

Amelia hugged herself when she realized every vampire in the room was staring her down, waiting to hear her explanation. If they didn't like what she said they could easily kill her. She hardly knew any offensive spells. She didn't know if Hecate would be able to save her in time either. She felt Demetri rub her back, pulling her into his side. He was smiling softly down at her with a patient expression, urging her to explain silently. Amelia found herself smiling back without realizing it, beginning to relax since she was in his arms. She felt safe even in a room full of dangerous vampires.

"Well… The answer to that is both a simple and complicated one… I'm a witch."

Aro raised his eyebrows at the woman before him, wondering just what she meant by that. He knew it had become a fad to become a 'witch' in modern times, though none of these 'witches' were born with magic. They just liked to pretend for aesthetics and to belong to something. Though, if she were one of those 'witches' how would she know about vampires? It wasn't common knowledge. "A witch, you say?" He then held out his hand for her, glancing at Demetri to see that he was still relaxed. He trusted him with his mate, which was good. Aro wouldn't hurt her now, not unless she threatened to reveal the vampire secret. He wouldn't let her hurt his family like that, even if she was Demetri's mate.

Amelia frowned at the guys hand as he wasn't introducing himself. She didn't particularly want to hold hands with the man either. "Uh… Yeah… Almost everyone on my mother's side has been a witch."

Demetri bent down, whispering into her ear softly. "Aro's ability is to read minds through touch, through his hands. It won't hurt, Amelia."

Amelia shuddered when he said her name, loving the way it rolled off his tongue. Especially with the Italian accent he had. "Oh." She then nervously held out her hand, hoping no one commented about how badly she was shaking. "I'm not lying to you, I promise. I won't expose your secret, you have to know that."

Aro closed his eyes as he clasped both hands around hers. He saw how her powers began to grow with her, her psychic abilities, her paranormal gifts, her family of witches. He saw it all. He then focused clearly on the events leading up to her arrival in Volterra. He smiled faintly when he heard just how much she was attracted to Demetri. She was trying to keep her feelings contained and didn't realize that Demetri was her mate. That's why she was acting like this already. "I can see that, Dear Amelia. Peace. I mean you no harm, nor does this coven. We only want to protect our family."

Demetri relaxed fully then, smiling when he pulled Amelia back a bit. "I'll explain everything else to her myself, if we may be excused, master."

Aro grinned then, nodding his head quickly. "Of course, Demetri." He then waved at Amelia when Demetri began leading her out of the throne room. "It was wonderful meeting you Amelia. I look forward to the next time you visit."

Amelia didn't hear Aro telling the others to watch out for her since she was a human, but Demetri did. He smiled at how protective the coven was already even if they didn't like her yet. He looked down at the woman and felt his un-beating heart swell in his chest. "I'm sorry that was so formal and uncomfortable for you, but it was necessary."

Amelia was able to relax now, her real personality coming back not that she wasn't terrified of being killed. "Yeah, uncomfortable is the word for it. I was in a room full of blood-thirsty vampires who were itching to kill me. Uncomfortable would have been waking up in a stranger's bed, not witnessing your date being decapitated in front of you or having your life threatened."

Demetri chuckled as he led her to the gardens instead of his room, hoping the open air would make her feel less trapped. "I like the sass. It's good that you got a backbone, you'll need it around here." He held the doors open for her, winking at her. "After you, ma'am."

Amelia blushed a little at the wink and manners, slipping around him. She then gasped softly at the garden she walked into. It was a little courtyard enclosed by all sides. One side was a giant wall that provided privacy but still let in light to the garden. The other sides were made up of the castle walls. The grass was a luscious green, flowers blooming along the walls. Three towering trees lined the courtyard. A water fountain bubbled in the middle, flowers blooming along its stone walls as well. The moonlight pouring down on the garden made it even more enchanting.

Demetri sat down against one tree trunk, patting the grass next to him. "Sit, please."

Amelia did as he asked, pressing her back against the tree and staring up at the stars. "You said you were going to explain? Explain what? I know generally what this coven is to your kind. I don't really need a vampire explanation either."

Demetri didn't look at her though he wanted to. He wanted her to be comfortable and his constant staring wouldn't help. "This is about a certain aspect of vampire culture… What do you know about vampire relationships?"

Amelia shrugged at that, thinking back to what she's read and heard from her family. "Nothing really. I only know the basics. I've never met one before yesterday…"

Demetri heard her trail off, looking back at her. He frowned softly, wondering how he was going to tell her this. He almost considered not telling her at all. He couldn't let her escape him, not that she could if she wanted. He wanted her to want to be around him, which is why he was going to tell her. Maybe if she knew just how tied he was to her, she'd try to get to know him. She'd let him form a relationship with her until she was going to be turned into a vampire. She seemed to be about the same age he was when he was turned, being twenty-five himself.

"Are you scared of me and my family?"

Amelia smiled dryly at him, gesturing inside. "A bit, yeah. I'm not going to lie. I could tell a couple of people wanted me dead, especially the blonde king." Her smile softened a bit though, watching how concerned he looked. "You protected me back at my flat, you kept me safe this entire time. You even kept me in your arms during the meeting with the kings, I knew what you were doing."

Demetri would have been blushing if he could, rubbing the back of his neck. He was acting like a bashful teenager around this beautiful woman. He hated and loved it at the same time. "Yeah… I'm sorry about that." He then gently rubbed her leg, looking at his watch. "It's what I want to explain… Vampires live for eternity if not killed and they only have one soulmate for their entire lives, as a human and vampire. Most vampires never get to meet their mate for unforeseen circumstances. Maybe a vampire stays in the western hemisphere and their mate dies a human life in the southern hemisphere. Sometimes a human is killed before they're turned, even after finding their mate."

Amelia took all the information in while looking down at the pale white hand on her leg. It clashed so beautifully with her own brown skin, especially how much bigger his hand was than hers. "So… what does that have to do with this?" She then gasped loudly, turning to face the handsome vampire. "Was Karina someone's mate?"

Demetri chuckled at how concerned she looked, as well as disgusted. "No. Karina never met her mate. I did find mine though."

Amelia raised her eyebrows at Demetri, wondering what kind of person his mate would be. They had to be exceptional to match him. He seemed like an amazing guy even though she hardly knew him. "Really? I'm happy for you then. Who are they?"

Demetri gently took her hand, placing it over his frozen heart. "Her name's Amelia. She's a British witch who was almost killed as soon as I found her. She seems like an amazing woman just from what little I've learned about her. She already stole my heart and it belongs fully to her."

Amelia felt herself swooning, getting lost in the crimson depths of his eyes. She whispered softly to herself even though Demetri could easily hear her. "Holy shit… I'm your mate? Me?"

Demetri laughed softly, nodding his head at her. "Yes. You're my mate, Amelia. Marcus' gift is the ability to see the bonds between people. He confirmed it as soon as I arrived with you."

Amelia felt herself smiling even brighter than before, blushing though you couldn't tell from her dark complexion. Her hand was still on his chest where she could feel the hard muscle underneath his shirt. "Wow… You?"

Demetri smirked at her, raising his eyebrows at her. "Am I not what you imagined as your partner?"

Amelia shrugged honestly, a goofy grin on her lips. "I always imagined I'd marry a girl to be honest." She then pursed her lips, frowning at Demetri. "Is me being bisexual a problem? I know a lot of people still aren't okay with it."

Demetri scoffed at her, placing his hand over hers and kissing it. "Sugar, it's rather bold of you to assume that I'm straight. Practically no one in the Volturi Coven is straight, especially not the Kings and I."

Amelia smiled brightly as she leaned against him, loving how cool he was to the touch. "The guy who was with you in England?"

Demetri chuckled softly, rubbing her other arm with his right arm. "Bisexual."

"Aro?"

"Definite Pansexual."

"Hmmm… Caius?"

"Demisexual."

Amelia smiled softly as she looked up at him, "I can't wait to get to know more about you and your family." She then sighed softly, glancing at the watch on his wrist. "But… I have to get back to England, Demetri." She looked at him, frowning softly. "I have my family who will be worried sick about me."

Demetri nodded softly, sighing sadly. "I know… But there is a definite perk of being a Volturi. I'm insanely rich, immortal and don't need sleep. I have private jets at my disposal and your country isn't that far from Italy. I will be visiting you as much as I can, when I'm not on missions and you're not busy."

Amelia grinned brightly at him, sitting up to face him better. "I can't wait! I can show you all around Brighton. I'm a very good tour guide, you know."

Demetri smirked at her, playfully touching her nose. "You can't be that good, sugar. Your last tourist got killed on your watch."

Amelia huffed at him, using her magic to shove him over on the grass. "You're the one that killed the tourist, vampire." She then began laughing loudly when Demetri brought her down with him, tickling her. "I don't wanna be your next victim!"