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 3: Free Once More
As we ran, I began to think, what would happen to us now? Would we be presumed dead, or would they realise our intentions and chase after us?
We had procured passports from our time within the Volturi, so it was more than easy to get out of Italy. I felt strangely upset about leaving, I would miss the cream, and the weather withered, stone walls that enclosed Volterra, The beauty of the woods outside of the palace. George certainly missed the architecture of the place, I remember he once told me that he wanted to be an architect, back when he was human, but that was the only thing he could remember.
We raced our way to the air-port, where we were met by a slightly bubbly receptionist, God, I hate over-enthusiastic people.
"Hello how can we help you this fine day?" She gave us a bedazzling smile.
"We would like three first class tickets to any available flight. See we are travelling the world, and we like to keep our next location a surprise." Dany replied with an even more enthusiastic voice, trumping the receptionists. She was good a covering our secrets, I gave her that.
"Okay, one mystery trip coming right up" She smiled again, picking three tickets, and handing them to each of us.
We practically jumped on the plane, not even knowing what our destination was. We didn't care, as long as we were far away from them as humanly possible. There was one thing we didn't account for however. The temptation. The temptation of being in close proximity to humans made my throat erupt into flames. I caught George's sympathetic glance, he was the more self-controlled of us.
"We will shortly be arriving in Seattle." The woman announced several hours later. Planes are the bane of our kind's existence, with the long gruelling hours, and the ever uniform glare of the sun. My thoughts were, once again, hopeful, but from my record, it would be short-lived.
When the plane had landed, we were: first, grateful that the temptation was no longer going to be there, and second, we were far enough away from them. We ran at a humans pace, out of the airport, I was desperate to quench the now burning inferno lingering in my throat, and there was no doubt that Dany and George felt the same. We, once more, drank the blood of animals, on the plane journey, we agreed to change our lives around, which also included a change of diet. The taste of the warm, incarnadine liquid was, once again putrid, but I had to do this. Perhaps the taste would get better in time?
For several days, we jumped from one place in Seattle, to another. The lights were… magnificent to say the least. The abundance of humans, gathering, communing here, it felt like we didn't belong. There was the temptation still, but it was dulled, perhaps from the blood, or maybe from our integration into the human world. It was on one of these trips, that we encountered another vampire, we hadn't seen another vampire since we left Volterra, and so this was a surprise. His curled ginger hair stood haphazardly on his head, his whole demeanour was hesitation and then suddenly aggression.
"Who are you?" I asked, slightly frightened at what this particular vampire would say.
"I am Xavier." He snapped, why would he do that? "It seems like you are living their lifestyle as well, pathetic excuses for vampires" He continued, as he spat the last few words out.
"Who's lifestyle?!" George growled, he didn't like it when somebody disrespected Dany, although she had said numerous times that she could handle her own fights.
"Those stupid, insolent Cullens! Who else?" He began to match George's growl, even going louder. It was a good thing that we were in an alley that was away from human ears and eyes.
George lost it, and he lunged for Xavier, with Dany and I at his flanks. Xavier stood there, shocked, as we collided into him. A symphony of crashing boulders is what it sounded like. Dany and I each grabbed an arm, while George went for his head. He was snapping at us, but we finally subdued him. The sound of dismembering a vampire, is somewhat like dropping a marble statue, the instant heavy and earthly sound as the statue comes into contact with the ground. An ear-splitting screech and a few cracks later, all was quiet.
"He's right you know." I said, breaking the long standing silence, as the flames twirled higher and higher, we probably had to leave soon.
"About what?" George asked, irritation flowing from his mouth.
"Our lifestyle. Before, when we were with them, Aro mentioned his old friend, who called himself a vegetarian because he abstains from drinking human blood, instead feeding on animal blood. Carlisle Cullen was his name, I believe" I explained, Dany flinched at the mention of Aro, and George growled reflexively.
"Let us sort this out tomorrow huh?" Dany asked, there would be no doubt that George would agree with Dany, so it would be two against one, which left me on the losing side, and if there was one thing I hated, it was being on the losing side. Like I thought, George agreed, and they both turned to me, expecting my answer.
"Fine, we'll sort it out tomorrow." I agreed reluctantly, with finality easily heard with vampire ears.
The next day, we sat down in our rundown flat, the wallpaper unattractively peeling off of the walls, and the mossy mould ever lingering in the corners of the room, were quite unsettling. We discussed our plan of action, and what we would do. By the end of our discussion, we had come up with several things: the first was to learn to perfect our self-control, the second was to find these Cullens, and learn of their diet, the third was a matter of if, if we were able to perfect our self-control, maybe then, we could go to school. I miss the smaller things in human life that they take for granted, going to school was one of them.
A few days from now, we would begin our search, the search for vampires like us, vampires that could teach us to be more human, we had the diet down, apart from liking the taste, but we wanted to learn how to be more controlled. Maybe this could work out better than how we were back in the Volturi. I flinched at the thought. Dany noticed my sudden recoil and asked if I was alright.
"I am, or, I will be… soon." I replied sincerely, I had a good feeling about this, and one thing I learned was to never doubt those 'good feelings'.