AN- I do NOT own any of the Characters (apart from George, Daniella, Antony and Alicia), they are owned by Stephenie Meyer. I would appreciate constructive criticism so I could make this better. If anybody notices any grammatical errors or spelling errors, notify me, so I can correct them. Enjoy!
Chapter 2: Breaking Free
Two years… Two years since our decision to be part of the Guard, of the Volturi. We wanted a family! Not power-hungry, sadistic masters. Aro and Caius were the worst of the three. In their eyes, there was an ever-lingering glint of hunger, not for blood, but for power. Marcus was… nice to us, although he didn't speak, we could see that he was in a state of despair and sorrow. Was he always like this? He did not force us to go out with the Guard to covens of vampires to eradicate them and enslave the 'gifted' ones.
I first found out about my power, I didn't even know-in my 118 years of vampirism, that I had a power-when I shook hands with Aro, I should never have done that. He stayed still for some time, his milky crimson eyes were glazed over. I had an urge to know what he was doing, and that was when it hit me. I saw Aro, as a human, thousands of memories flooded into my own head, they were… foggy and unclear. Then came sharp, crisp memories, Aro's vampire memories. He snatched his hand back, an evil smile was drawn across his face, nearly meeting his eyes.
After that, they trained us to use our gifts to help them achieve their goals, their goal for power and dominion. George was a 'gift seeker', a power that could allow George to sense the gifts of others. I heard Aro talk to the others about how George's power was similar to another vampire's gift. His name, was Eleazar.
George's gift helped the Volturi to figure out what Dany's power was. Her gift was a strange power, a power that worked on only humans. She could increase the likely-hood of a human developing 'supernatural' powers if they were to be transformed into vampires. They tried this out on a girl who was about our age (not that I knew what my own age was). Her name, was Alicia. She had long, wavy hair that touched her lower back, her eyes, as a human, were kind and thoughtful, a deep brown. As a vampire, she had the ability to show another vampires their human memories and life. This was not entirely helpful to the Volturi, but Dany, George and I were good friends to Alicia, and what ever made us happy, the Volturi would not dare interfere with it.
I was what the Volturi called a 'mirror', an unheard of ability that allows me to utilize the gifts of others. I never used my power on my friends, I wanted to give their powers a bit of privacy.
The Volturi never wanted us for our company, they only wanted us for what we had, and that was what made them kind to us, and gave us what we wanted, everything but one. So we plotted our escape in secret and we no longer touched Aro's hand, in fear of that he would see what we were going to do. The plan was going to work. I could feel it.
"Ah…My children, Gianna said you wished to speak with me?" Aro's voice was always serene, and sinister, even when angered.
"Yes we did…father." George spoke with the smallest hint of disgust. Aro saw that we had always wanted a family, so he appointed himself as our father. There were a few perks, the best quarters, the Guard had to listen to us, and our requests were fulfilled. But, I digress.
"We would like to go out and gather up some humans with Heidi." I explained, making myself sound innocent and genuinely cared.
"Hmm…" He paced around the cavernous hall, contemplating, debating, and maybe even prolonging our stay, did he know?
"Yes you may my children, you could catch plenty of humans, and possible recruits." He smiled proudly and triumphantly, like a father should be, but not in relation to this.
"Thank you father, we shall leave immediately." Dany smiled sweetly, no wonder she spoke for our group, she was deceptive when she needed to, and she had a good poker face.
We stuck to the shadows, along with Heidi, until we were just within sight of Volterra. Before leaving, we settled on a meeting point, far enough away so that, if they were to notice our absence, we could run without fear of them pursuing us.
"Heidi, I think that it would be better if we all split up, divide and conquer, right?" I wondered why Dany had no 'persuasive' power, because she was just that. Heidi deliberated for a few seconds, then nodded her head, "Aro has given us three days to acquire as many humans as possible, and recruits." Heidi told us. Perfect, three days to escape. More than enough time.
We all split up to go to our 'baiting' areas, I couldn't believe that we could do this, not that many people could escape the Volturi, and if they did, and were caught, well... They wouldn't live to tell the tale.
Once I was far enough away from Heidi, I doubled back through the lovely looking, emerald woods, these were full of life with vampires around, in contrast to how they were when we met the Volturi two years ago. I went west after emerging through the woods, where I found the most beautiful place, an azure lake, which was sparkling tangerine, from the sky, which was set on fire from the setting sun. This was our meeting point.
I saw them, they were sat on a withering tree trunk, its bark peeling away from what it was connected to. They were patiently waiting, for me. My soundless footsteps must have caught their attention, as two pairs of bloody eyes met my own, and their heads were positioned towards me.
"Ditch the cloaks, I'll set a fire to burn them, then we run." I told them.
"Better yet." George began, "How about we add something to the fire that will make it turn a sickly lilac, that's what happens when our kind burn" He continued.
"And where are we going to get potassium salt George?" I admonished
"From ocean water." George snapped back
"I will get the salt from the lake." Dany offered.
After the salt was obtained, and the fire was burning, I threw our cloaks into the inferno, while Dany chucked the salt in. The mesmerizing indigo flame, twirled and danced skyward in a tango. How was the colour change going to make a difference? I thought, where in the fire was the smell… Looks like I will have to make a tiny sacrifice I continued, not even fazed by my line of thought.
I leaned my head onto my arm and bit, tearing into my marble skin, just a little bit. Dany and George gasped as they saw me ripping a piece of my skin off. I threw the piece into the fire, there was some smell, but not a lot. I repeated this twice more on the same arm (but different places), and tossed the scraps into the fire, the smell was noticeable now, so I stopped.
"Psychopathic vampire." George muttered into Dany's ear.
"At least I am a thorough psychopathic vampire." I laughed back at him, there was a distinct pain over the areas where I tore my skin. They would scar. Most definitely, but hey, scars of our successful escape, huh?
We each wore plain t-shirts and trousers, perfect getaway clothes. Without hesitation, we blasted through the woods again (for me at least), with Volterra at our backs, and uncertainty ahead of us. I couldn't actually believe that we stayed in that hell for two whole years. We were still running, without even a backwards glance. My feeling about this was spot on, and I was glad this was one of those 'good feeling' times. Where do my friends and I go from here? Will they stop at nothing if they find out we didn't die? Only time would tell, I hope for the better though. For now, we were free again… yet empty.